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My reputation as an indigent bachelor out of a job won't stand many onslaughts of company dressed as you are. If you want to come to see me you must come disguised. I'm afraid I'm under suspicion already." "Explain to them that we're the clay, they the uncut diamonds. That will let you out," advised Doctor Brainard grimly. "Ah, but you don't look the part," said Brown, laughing.
No we'll get everything possible done to make the Lani's case airtight, and then I'll return to Kardon. It will put our case in a better light if it ever comes to trial, if I go back voluntarily. Anyway I'm morally bound to return. Now let's make this record." "It's your decision," Brainard said. "And it's your neck but I must admit that I agree with you."
Kennon opened the door of his room, went straight to the phone beside the bed. He lifted the handset from its cradle and dialed the operator. "Get me Huntersville THU 2-1408. I want to speak to Dr. Brainard, Dr. Will Brainard. This is a priority call my name is Kennon. Dr. Jac Kennon D.V.M. I'm in the registry 47M 26429 yes of course, and thank you." He waited a moment. "Hello Dr. Brainard?
"But you didn't get a hundred and seventy dollars for the timepiece?" "No. Have you lost no other comfort? Think." Brainard thought, but in vain. Anna glided from the room, and returned in a few moments with her jewel-box. "Do you miss any thing?" said she, as she raised the lid and placed the box in his hands. "Your watch and chain!" Anna smiled. "You did not sell them?" "Yes." "Why, Anna!
Leaving, he realized, wasn't going to be as easy as he had thought. "We'll have to keep them here for a couple of months," Brainard said. "We must take exhaustive tests if we expect the court to reverse its prior decision." "I expected that," Kennon said. He shrugged, "It's probably best," he said. "Now show me where Copper is." "She's back in the same room. You don't need a guide."
"Daddy!" it said, and it brushed away a wisp of hair by its ear just as another one, long ago, had used to. "Daddy!" it faltered. "Why did I ask you to give him the place, if it wasn't because because " The spell was broken by Kaufmann's voice. "Whatefer you do, I am sooted," he was saying. It might have been his father. "But if w'at Pepper says about Brainard "
Them Chicago bums couldn't catch a crook if he walked along State Street with a sign-board on him!" "Saw Larry Brainard to-night." Gavegan had difficulty in maintaining his attitude of non-awareness of his bar-mate. "Where?" "Right here in New York." "What! Where'd you see him?" "Coming out of the Grantham." "When?" "Fifteen minutes ago."
I was looking at a handsome new rose-wood piano when this question was addressed to me, and thinking about its probable cost. "We should all make the best of what we have," I answered, a little evasively; "and seek to be as comfortable as possible under all circumstances." "Exactly. That's my doctrine," said Brainard.
Dick Sherwood was supposed to be in love with her. At the end of this afternoon some officers came to the Sherwoods' and arrested Larry Brainard. I was working outside, overheard what was happening, and crept up on the porch. Officer Gavegan, who was in charge, found a painting among Larry Brainard's things.
He served his guests presently with a beverage which made Atchison exclaim: "The old chap certainly knows how to make the best stuff I ever drank. When I tasted this brew first I invited myself to come out and stay a week with him, but he wouldn't have me." "You're too polished an article for his hand; he wants his work-stuff raw," Doctor Brainard said again. Evidently this point rankled.
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