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You'll have to play it alone after you get started." "Suits me, boss. I ain't what you'd call a farmer, but me and Chance can scratch around and act like we was. But the smooth gent as pinched me ain't he goin' to come again?" "Sure as you're wearing spurs! But you just take it easy and you'll come out all right. Loring put Jim Banks after you. Jim is all right and he's business.
Then I says, 'My festive gent, if you THINK of thet move again you'll be stiff before you start it. ... Guess he believed me." Larry paused in his narrative, wiped his face, and moistened his lips. Evidently he was considerably shaken. "Well, go on," said Neale, impatiently, "Thet was all right so far as it went," resumed Larry. "But the pard of Cordy's he was half-drunk an' a big brag, anyhow.
'What means this conduct? Prithee stop! exclaimed that admirable slop. With which he placed a warning hand upon the brawler's collarband. We simply hate to tell the rest. No subject here for flippant jest. The mere remembrance of the tale has made our ink turn deadly pale. Let us be brief. Some demon sent stark madness on the well-dressed gent.
Jake suddenly showed a gleaming set of unexpectedly white teeth. His eyes stared more than ever. "I'm game! I'm on to this," he cried fiercely. "You can have all there is coming to me, Sullivan, if I get nabbed, but I'm going to take my risk. I hate this hole! It's a rat's den." "Then get you back to your cupboard, Jake," the Irishman enjoined. "I've got to talk business to the gent."
The butler whirled round and fixed him with a stare of haughty indignation. "Here, you keep your fingers off your betters!" he retorted angrily, for Cleek had dug a friendly elbow into his ribs. "Oh, orl right! No offence meant! Thought perhaps you wuz the boss, by the look of yer. But doubtless you ain't nuffink ter do wiv the factory at all. Private gent, I take it."
"I know I shall, and thankful I am; for it's been a rough time with me lately, and it's refreshing to have to do for such a gent. He really is, though, the handsomest chap I ever see out of a picture, though he do make me laugh to find him such a hinfant. Think he could fight?" "I think he's brave as a lion, Jerry; and that it would be awkward for anyone who roused him up."
But, when they don't seem to see you when you see them, and when they begin looking at you out of the corner of their eyes the minute you turn away, why then it seems to me that they're laughing at you, Bill." "What they got to laugh about? I'd punch a gent in the face that laughed at me!" But Ronicky fell into a philosophical brooding. "It can't be done, Bill.
Then turning upon the Policeman, "Off your beat, ain't you?" he inquired impudently; when, without waiting for an answer, he swung round upon the Man-Who-Makes-Faces. "Old gent," he began tauntingly, "I can't collect real money for that dozen ears." And threw out an arm toward the object on the driver's seat. Gwendolyn looked a second time. And saw a horrid and unnatural sight.
"Yes, she's some girl, all right," says Chuck, "even if I did get a little sore on her one night. I might be droppin' around again some of these days." "If I was you," says I, "I'd make it snappy. In fact, not later than 6:30 this evening. That is, unless you're content to figure as an also ran." He's an enterprisin' young gent, Mr. Dempsey.
Al Bidwell took an unworthy delight in prodding the man who had been so severe upon him. "I beg humbly to suggest to the gent that there are plenty of places in the mountains where he can make a jump of a thousand feet or two into the kenyons. Wouldn't it be a good idee fur the gent to try it?" "I will if you'll join me," retorted Wade, turning upon him like a flash.
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