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Bruce Mackey's I was caught gawpin' on and unsuspectin'. In fact, I was smotherin' a mild snicker at the situation, not dreamin' that I'd ever get any nearer to it than you would to some fool movie plot you might be watchin' worked out on the screen.
P'r'aps I'm dreamin', as Inspector Chown an' Constable Lamacraft be walkin' in the gate this instant moment!" But there was no mistaking this fact. Abraham Chown entered, marched solemnly to the party at the door, cried "Halt!" to his subordinate, then turned to Mr. Lyddon. "Good-day to you, Miller," he said, "though 't is a bad day, I'm fearin'. I be here for Will Blanchard, alias Tom Newcombe."
I've heard hundreds of death-yells, but" he took up his malacca cane and beat it loudly on the table "I haven't woke up of a night dreamin' I heard 'em again." "In a word, you suspect foul play?" "I don't suspect anything!" cried the other excitedly, "but someone mentioned your name to me at the club said you could see through concrete, and all that and here I am.
"Then, for the sake of the dream an' the love of Mike, stick them gamblers up good and plenty. What's the good of dreamin' if you can't dream to the real right, dead sure, eternal finish?" "Fortunately, this isn't a dream, Shorty." "Then if you sell out for thirty thousan', I'll never forgive you."
"Last night I see murder done, an' only that I know they wouldn't believe me, I'd walk across to Limehouse P'lice Station presently and put the splits on 'em, I would." Harley, who was seated behind the speaker, glanced at me significantly. "Sure you wasn't dreamin'?" he inquired facetiously. "Dreamin'!" cried the man. "Dreams don't leave no blood be'ind, do they?" "Blood!" I exclaimed.
When I couldn't see, or feel, an' when my knees was shakin an my head goin' like a merry-go-round, I'd fall safe into clenches just the same. I bet the referee's arms is tired from draggin' us apart.... "But what a lacin'! What a lacin'! Say, Saxon... where are you? Oh, there, eh? I guess I was dreamin'. But, say, let this be a lesson to you. I broke my word an' went fightin', an' see what I got.
Dumfounded, Kenny turned away and gathered up his letters. "Mystery," he said, shaking his head, "is the spice of delight. But I like it diffused. A bit more and I'll be knowing for sure that I'm dreamin'." "It's as simple as the letters," said the girl, smiling. She drew a letter from the pocket of her gown and held it out to him. He read the address with frank curiosity.
Blessed if I aint afraid I'm dreamin' it all, like the man that dreamed he was in a palace, and woke up to find himself in a pigpen." The New York Post-Office is built of brick, and was formerly a church. It is a shabby building, and quite unworthy of so large and important a city.
But I'm dreamin', yes, it's dreamin' I am but I don't think I ever did dream that I thought I was dreamin' an' yet wasn't quite sure. Really it's perplexin', to say the least on it. Ain't it, Toozle?" Toozle wagged his tail. "Ah, here comes my imaginary jailer to let me out o' this here abominably real-lookin' imaginary lockup. Hang Jo Bumpus! why it's "
You call it all dreamin' well, give me a chance and I'll make it all so real that you can't have any more doubts." "I thought," said Tom Burton a bit wearily, "that maybe you might have some sensible argument, but all you've got is moonshine.
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