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"Howdy," says I, glancin' up at the clock to see if the prospects was good for makin' the 5:17 out to Harbor Hills. "I am told you know the town rather well," suggests McCrea, sort of mild and apologetic. "Me!" says I. "Oh, I can usually find my way back to Broadway even in foggy weather." He indulges in a flickery little smile.
He's a pale-haired, sharp-faced, undersized young gent too, and dressed sort of finicky in one of them Ballyhooly cape coats, an artist necktie, and a two-story soft hat with a striped scarf wound around it. "Well?" says I, leanin' back in the swing chair and doin' my best to spring the genial smile. "Isn't Ferdinand here, then?" he demands, glancin' about impatient.
And how her sweet nater, like the sun, would love to light up one bright lovin' home, and shine kinder stiddy there, instead of glancin' and changin' about from one place to another, like a meteor. Some would have liked it; some like change and constant goin' about, and movin' constantly through space but I knew Jenette wuzn't made on the meteor plan.
"I also understand," he goes on, "that you have shown yourself to be somewhat quick witted in emergencies." "I must have a good press agent, then," says I, glancin' accusin' at Mr. Ellins. But Old Hickory shakes his head. "I suspect that was my friend, Major Wellby," says he. "Oh!" says I. "The one I rescued the wire spools for? A lucky break, that was." "Mr.
And once more I was lookin' for some startled motions from Ruby when she discovers Mr. Mills. But in she comes, as woodeny and stiff as ever, goes to her little table, and spreads out her notebook, without glancin' at any of us. "Pardon me, Miss Everschott," says Mr. Robert, "but er my friend Mills here fancies that he er ah oh, hang it all! you say it, Oakley." At which Mr.
Not so Ladd, who probed the bloody gash on Thorne's temple, and then felt his breast. "He's alive an' not bad hurt. That bullet hit him glancin'. Shore them steel bullets are some lucky for us. Dick, you needn't look so glum. I tell you he ain't bad hurt. I felt his skull with my finger. There's no hole in it. Wash him off an' tie Wow! did you get the wind of that one?
But go up with Luella if you wish." So we did, J. Bayard glancin' suspicious at the dust and cobwebs and protectin' his silk hat and clothes cautiously. It's a good-sized box too, with a staple and padlock to keep the cover down. Luella hunted up the key and handed out bunch after bunch. Why do people want to write to parties they've read about in the newspapers?
Knight-errantry for the fair sex! Here, McCabe, is where I shine!" "You do, eh?" says I. "Think you can handle this case all by your lonesome?" Did he? Why, to see him turkeyin' round, glancin' at himself approvin' in the mirror, and pattin' them Grand Duke whiskers of his into shape, you'd think he had some matinée idol as an understudy.
"You're good at something, anyway," says Cousin Myra; "but but why five places?" She's noticed the extra plate and is glancin' around inquirin'. "Oh!" says I, offhand, "odd numbers for luck, so I took a chance on askin' in an old friend of yours. He ought to be in the cloak-room by now. I'll go fetch him." You should have seen the look on her face, too, when I shows up with Professor Hinckley.
"Sure, I know, Hunk," says I, glancin' up at the clock uneasy and squirmin' a bit in the swing chair. You see, this had been goin' on now for near an hour, and while it might be more or less entertainin' as well as true, I wa'n't crazy about listenin' to it all the afternoon. For one thing, I wa'n't comin' in on his scheme. Not a chance.
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