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The bookmaker was engaged in telling tales of the turf, alternated with comic songs by Blackburn an occupation which lasted throughout the voyage, and was associated with electric appeals to the steward to fill the flowing bowl. Clovelly came with me, and we joined Miss Treherne and her father. Mr.
He had gone and left Miss Polly Burton still staring at the photograph of a pretty, gentle-looking woman, with a decided, wilful curve round the mouth, and a strange, unaccountable look in the large pathetic eyes; and the little journalist felt quite thankful that in this case the murder of Charles Lavender the bookmaker cowardly, wicked as it was had remained a mystery to the police and the public.
After a snore, a glass of beer from the handsome waiter, and a temporary blindness caused by the diamonds of a transmontane blonde in Box E, the bookmaker woke up long enough to engage Del Delano for a three-weeks' trial engagement fused with a trained-dog short-circuit covering the three Washingtons Heights, Statue, and Square.
Walk a few blocks with the night clerk of Wilson's chemist shop. Get to know the bookmaker coming out of George Considine's Metropole bar, chat with our acquaintance, the plainclothes man. Join that man-about-town, on his way to the Astoria Club. Masks will be torn off then, every actor will be seen as he is. That family coachman is a burglar just out of Auburn.
And in the drawing-room John steadily perused the 'Signal, column by column, from the announcement of 'Pink Dominoes' at the Hanbridge Theatre Royal on the first page, to the bait of a sporting bookmaker in Holland at the end of the last. The evening was desolating, but Leonora endured it with philosophy, because she appreciated John's state of mind.
The hour between twelve and one he spent in the little cottage which he rented from the squire for his wife and children, or in the "Red Lion," where he had a glass of beer and talked with Watkins, the bookmaker. "There he goes, off to the 'Red Lion," said Mrs. Latch.
"Trying to run straight and finding it filthily difficult," the other answered. "What do you call yourself, anyway?" Wingate asked. "There's nothing except your name on the board downstairs." Slate nodded. "I'm the only one in the building," he said, "who isn't either a theatrical agent or a bookmaker.
I, at first, was fearful how Belle Treherne would regard the gaucheries of the bookmaker, but I saw that he was rather an object of interest to her than otherwise; for he was certainly amusing. As we drove through Aden, a Somauli lad ran from the door of a house, and handed up a letter to the driver of my trap. It bore my name, and was handed over to me. I recognised the handwriting.
"Because I have met many men like him, but no one quite like his daughter, or Mrs. what is her name?" "Mrs. Falchion." "Or Mrs. Falchion or the bookmaker." "What is there so uncommon about Miss Treherne? She had not struck me as being remarkable." "No? Well, of course, she is not striking after the fashion of Mrs. Falchion.
Colonel Ryder's indignation was curbed, however, by the bookmaker, who, having no views, but seeing an opportunity for fun, brought up reinforcements of chaff and slang, easily construable into profanity, and impregnated with terse humour. Many of the ladies had spoken of the bookmaker as one of the best-mannered men on board. So he was to all appearance.
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