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There's one about a mile down this road. Couldn't you take us?" "Sure thing!" says Babe. "Torchy, you can hang on the back, can't you?" "Oh, I can walk home," says I. "No, no," says Babe, hasty. "You you'd best come along." So I helps load in the young lady and the claret drippin' youngster, drapes myself on the spare tires, and we're off. "Is it little brother?" asks Babe, glancin' at the kid.
"Hello!" says I, glancin' down the platform where a large and elegant lady is pacin' up and down lonesome. "Looks like somebody has got left." At which Vee takes a peek. "I believe it's that Mrs. Garvey," says she. "Oh!" says I, slidin' behind the wheel and thrown' in the gear. I was just shiftin' to second when Vee grabs my arm. "How utterly snobbish of us!" says she.
Anyway, we hammered away at the subject, only stoppin' to make coffee and sandwiches, until near two o'clock in the mornin'. "Help!" says I, glancin' at the nickel alarm clock. "My head feels like a stuffed sausage. A little more, and I won't know whether I'm a nitrous sulphide or a ferrous oxide of bromo seltzer. Let's take the rest in another dose."
I I'm going to ring for the maid and ask to see her." "Good nerve!" says I, slappin' him on the shoulder. "In that case I'll just slip into the back room there and shut the door." "Oh, I say!" says he, glancin' around panicky. "I I wish you'd stay. I I don't fancy facing her alone. Please stay!" "It ain't reg'lar," says I.
"No I hain't nuther," sez Josiah, his voice soundin' real wheezy and husky out from under his heavy wool comforter. Sez I, "You be cold, Josiah Allen, your nose is blue this minute." "Well, what if it is! I always liked that color anyway, I'd ruther have it blue that red as madder," sez he glancin' at my most prominent feature.
"The case being that of a little girl," says I, "she wanders around until she's collected by a cop, turned over to the Children's Society, and committed to some home." "But I mustn't go there," says she, glancin' around scary. "No, not to a home. Daddums said not to." "Did, eh?" says I. "Then why don't he By the way, just where is Daddums?" "Taken up," says she. "You mean pinched?" says I.
I can't explain to Elsa. But what must she think of Robert? I've simply got to get rid of that girl somehow. She's one of the kind, you know, who would stay and stay until " "Hello!" says I, glancin' out towards the entrance-gates. "What sort of a delegation is this?"
He don't do the bib act with his napkin, or try any sword-swallowin' stunt. "Now, what's it all about?" says I, as we gets to the pastry and demitasse. "Well," says Killam, after glancin' around sleuthy and seein' nobody more suspicious than a yawnin' 'bus boy, "I have found the lost treasure of José Caspar." "Have you?" says I, through a mouthful of strawb'ry shortcake. "When did he lose it?"
But off some little distance, good-lookin' houses stood with Seclusion and Solitude guardin' their front doors likely guards them be, and beloved by Samantha. And back of the Island, glancin' through the trees, wuz the same clear blue sparklin' waters of the St. Lawrence. They said they wuz Canada waters, but I didn't see no difference, the water wuz jest as blue and sparklin' and clear.
Now here's one that I've just been glancin' over myself. It seems to have a lot of different things in it: it's called "Elegant Extracts." ""Elegant Extracts" won't do, said Joe; 'they ain't eggs. "'E, E, E, said Abner, looking along the line, and anxious to make a good show in the eyes of his acquaintance, who had the reputation of being a man of considerable learning.
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