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As Flannery leaned over his counter at the office of the Interurban Express Company and spelled this out in the book of customs duties he frowned, but as he looked at it his frown changed to a smile, and from a smile to a grin, and he shut the book, and put it in his pocket. He was ready to meet the professor.
Down with th' furrin flea, says Congress, 'protect th' poor American insect. One quarter cent per pound an' tin per cint. ad valorum for th' flea of Europe!" Mike Flannery brought his hand down on the book he held, and the three men, who had been watching him with a fascinated stare, jumped nervously.
Flannery picked up the magazine and glanced through it. "So you're interested in the Outer Federation?" he asked. "Don't be. It doesn't have a chance. In a week or so, you'll see it shot. And I don't mean we'll wreck it. They've picked their own doom, against all the advice we could give them. Care to have a drink sent down while we talk?" Duke shook his head. "I'd rather cut it short."
There is no harm in th' Dutch Frinchmin, for thim is such as Napoleon Bonnypart and the like of him, but ye want t' have nawthin' t' do with th' Dago Frinch. They be a bad lot." "There was a Frinchmin askin' would I give him a room and board, this mornin'," said Mrs. Muldoon. Flannery nodded knowingly. "I knowed it!" he cried. "'T was apparent t' me th' minute ye spoke, mam.
I berried the cat for you but no more for me. youres truly." Flannery smiled. The loss of Timmy did not bother him so long as the cat had gone also. He turned to the tasks of the day with a light heart. The afternoon mail brought him a letter from the New York office. "Regarding W.B. 23645," it said, "and in answer to yours of yesterday's date.
Flannery raised his knife and laid down the law with it. "Mrs. Muldoon, mam," he said, "there be two kinds of Frinchmin. There be the respictible Frinchmin, and there be th' unrespictible Frinchmin. They both be furriners, but they be classed different. Th' respictible Frinchmin is no worse than th' Dutch, and is classed as Dutch, but th' other kind is Dagos.
You're here fifty odd thousand light-years from Earth, where we transferred the attacking fleet. You never heard of that, of course. The dictator-ruler naturally didn't make a report when his fleet simply vanished without trace. Here!" The liquor burned in Duke's throat, but it steadied him. He bent down, to feel the mossy turf under his hand. "It's real," Flannery repeated.
"I want you at once," called back the banker, adding in a lower voice to Fred: "Flannery, my new chauffeur, was a coachman for many years. He's a fine judge of horseflesh." Flannery came up, an inquiring look on his face. "I want you to look this pony over and tell me just what you think of him," directed the banker.
"Mebby there be some of these here 'edile' and 'egis' things comin' by ixpriss, and 't will be a foine thing t' know how t' spell thim whin th' con-sign-y puts in a claim fer damages, but if th' company is goin' t' carry many 'eponyms' and 'esophaguses' Mike Flannery will be lookin' for another job. And w'u'd you look at this wan!
They had been seated in Celia's room, mending by candle-light, and the steward who brought the message was awaiting Ailsa's response, and Celia's lifted eyes grew curious as she watched her sister-in-law's flushed face. "Say to Captain Hallam that I will come down, Flannery." And when the hospital steward had gone: "Captain Hallam is a friend of Colonel Arran, Celia."
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