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I didn't think she was haaf so handsome the feeest time I saw her," answered the New York girl. "What a pity she had n't been bawn in Bawston!" "Yes, and moved very young to Ne Yock!" "And married a sarsaparilla man, and lived in Fiff Avenoo, and moved in the fust society." "Better dew that than be strong-mainded, and dew your own cook'n, and live in your own kitch'n."
"So long, Mag" he paused on the threshold for a single, quick-flung, significant glance. "See youse on de avenoo, Mag I'll be up dere before youse are. So long!" "Oh, so long!" said the Tocsin contemptuously. And, an instant later, Jimmie Dale closed the outer door behind him. Nearly midnight already! It was even later than he had thought.
But to resoom. The Patessia is a beautiful avenoo, the royal family drive there every day and the nobility and fashionable people. The Greek ladies wear very bright clothing in driving or walking. The road looks sometimes like a bed of moving blossoms. As in most every place where we travelled, Robert Strong met someone he knew.
"There's a guy follerin' you," he explained. "An' th' two swells is drivin' aroun' in a cab like as if they wuz expectin' fun. They just passed you on th' avenoo, an' now they's comin' back. That's their rig cuttin' across there. See? I tell you, they's somethin' in the air, an' it looks as though it ain't goin' to pan out as they wanted it to." "What's the matter with you?
"I don't complain of the price. It's dirty. I wouldn't stay in such a dirty place." "Oh, you're a fine gentleman, you are!" said the boy, sarcastically. "You'd better go to the Fifth Avenoo Hotel, you had." "I won't stop here. I want some decent place." Meanwhile, Mrs. Rafferty herself had come to the door, and caught the meaning of the conference. She took instant umbrage at Herbert's last words.
The duke and the count went to a dance hall," expostulated Quentin. "To make a night of it," added Savage "Didn't you see a nice lookin' feller up there in th' avenoo, an' didn't he size you up purty close? That's him that's Courant, th' fly cop. Git inside this doorway an' you'll see him pass yere in a couple of seconds. He's not a block behind us."
When this was all over, Munsberg came back into the store, knocking his hands together and out of breath. "Dot's all right," he said. " It'll all be there plenty time. Vouldn't have fell down on that order for tventy-vive dollars. Dot temple on the cake was splendid. Joseph he done it fine." "He never done nothin' no finer," Mrs. Munsberg said. "It looked as good as anything on Fift' Avenoo."
"Who're you to go buttin' into my business! This guy's a friend of mine, I tell yuh!" "Yeh? Well, he's a friend of mine, too. Me an' him had a date to meet here right now and we're goin' over to a swell little dance on Michigan Avenoo. So it's you who's buttin' in, Blanche, me girl." The girl stood twisting her handkerchief savagely. She was panting a little. "I'll get you for this."
I didn't think she was haaf so handsome the feeest time I saw her," answered the New York girl. "What a pity she had n't been bawn in Bawston!" "Yes, and moved very young to Ne Yock!" "And married a sarsaparilla man, and lived in Fiff Avenoo, and moved in the fust society." "Better dew that than be strong-mainded, and dew your own cook'n, and live in your own kitch'n."
Friendly was no word for it. We was brothers in arms. "Why, I knew those two guns of the Royal British Artillery as well as I used to know the old Fifth Avenoo stages. They might have been brothers too.
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