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When it was done I went out to look for work, and met with a young fellow who knew what sort of a 'bloke' I was, so he says 'You are just the fellow I want, Bill; my master goes to the bank to-morrow morning, and draws the wages money, after he draws it he puts it in a drawer in his desk, and then goes out for about an hour, and leaves the office without anyone in it.
It is half-past eight o'clock, and he ought to have done a million francs' worth of business by this time." Five minutes later Monsieur Legras came in. "How much have we in the desk?" "Only twenty thousand francs. Monsieur gave orders to buy into the Funds to the amount of thirty thousand francs cash, payable on the 15th." "That's true; I am half-asleep still."
Then I heard a sound as of his chair being pulled up to his desk, followed by a brief silence. Then, all of a sudden, I heard another sound, half-cry, half-groan, and a sort of dull thud, as if something had fallen. A moment later, as I was wondering what had happened, and what to do, I heard the door which opens into the corridor close gently.
He took it, and putting his writing materials into a desk, read the following epistle from his governor: "TO PEMBROKE SOMERSET, ESQ. "My dear sir, "I have this day received your letter, enclosing one for Lady Somerset. You must pardon me that I have detained it, and will continue to do so until I am favored with your answer to this, for which I shall most anxiously wait. "You know, Mr.
"Well," replied the policeman, "if you're so mighty close-mouthed regarding your business with the Coroner, you may find him yourself." "All right," Ned replied. "I'll go to police headquarters. Perhaps the night desk man won't be so fresh." "Say," growled the policeman, "you needn't get gay. I know my duty.
The most unhappy person in the whole of fair Japan was Miss Nancy Brown one lovely morning in July. At least she thought she was; which is very near to being the same thing. She had dispatched a letter to Mme. Fontaine and received an answer that the brass vase by the writing desk was now empty a curious way to put it, Nancy thought, and one which did not quiet her uneasiness in the least.
Before she could give outcry or reach them, there came an out-spitting of fire from the ugly muzzle and a report which the confined space magnified to a sullen roar. Edwardes lurched suddenly forward and remained motionless with his face down and his arms outspread upon the desk, while a tiny red puddle spread on the mahogany.
He cleared his throat, took a sip of water, broke the nib of a quill against the desk, and, folding his bony hands before him, began. To James he suddenly loomed much larger than he had ever thought Bentham would loom.
He is proud of being trusted with anything, especially with keys; and he has been kept waiting for them, while I had far more important matters to occupy me. In a day or two he will be more accustomed to his great responsibility, as he calls it." "Of course you don't trust him," said Madame Fontaine, "with keys that are of any importance; like the key of your desk there, for instance." Mrs.
You can do me a favour, Mr Dedalus, with some of your literary friends. I have a letter here for the press. Sit down a moment. I have just to copy the end. He went to the desk near the window, pulled in his chair twice and read off some words from the sheet on the drum of his typewriter. Sit down. Excuse me, he said over his shoulder, the dictates of common sense. Just a moment.
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