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Why didn't he try a cigar shop or some other warm spot where he could pass the hat? That's what Louis must find out for me, eh? Len, that was great music of his, wasn't it? The fellow ought to have a job in a hotel orchestra. Louis and I between us might get him one." Burns went to bed still working on this problem, and Ellen rejoiced that it had superseded the anxieties of the past day.
This was admissible, but not a consoling eventuality, for in that case the poor fellows would have fallen into the hands of those savages of whom they were rid while they remained at Tsalal. “Jem,” resumed Captain Len Guy, “we are making good way, and no doubt land will be signalled in a few hours. Give orders for the watch to be careful.” “It’s done, captain.”
"Gone!" exclaimed the other, Clarence Boyle by name. "Are you sure you had it?" "I sure did!" said Len, feeling in various pockets. "Just cashed a check, too!" "Come on back to your room and have a look for it," suggested Mortimer pulling his chum half-way around. "If it's gone I can lend you some. I'm flush to-night." "But I'm sure I had it," went on Len.
And some day we'll take a lunch and go prowling around down in the Bad Lands you'll have to go, so we won't get lost and we'll have Len Adams and Rena and the schoolma'am over here often, and oh, my brain just buzzes with plans. I'm so anxious for Cecil to see the Countess and well, everybody around here. You, too." "I'm sure a curiosity," said Chip, getting on his feet again.
Hop got his drink, and then he had a flask filled with whisky for use later on. "Now, len," said he, blandly, "me chuck dicee to see if me pay or you givee me um tanglefoot." "No yer don't!" was the quick reply. "You fork over ther money. I ain't goin' inter no gamblin' game with you. You're too much fur me, an' I ain't ashamed ter own up ter it." Hop grinned and paid the bill.
Perkins, these words were explained, for Bob's patrons had set detectives at work and had learned all there was to be learned about Len Dardus, even to the banks in which he kept his money, and how much he had.
And, by George, Len certainly plays up to him. I didn't know she had it in her, for all I've been admiring her accomplishments for four years." "Ellen's all temperament, anyway," said Ellen's sister. Chester looked at her curiously. Martha was a fine-looking young woman, in a very wholesome and clean-cut fashion.
The windows of the great house blazed a welcome. All the sky was mother-of-pearl and tender. In the air was the tang of spring. In the white light Marjorie saw Leonard's lips quiver and he frowned. She had a sudden twinge of jealousy, swallowed up by an immense tenderness. "There's mother," he said. "Hello, Len, old boy." His father was on the steps.
Captain Len Guy was shut up in his cabin, but every moment I expected to see him come out, give one last long around the waste of waters, and then order the ship’s course to be reversed. Nevertheless, on the next day the schooner was sailing in the same direction. Unfortunately for the circumstance had some gravity a mist was beginning to come down on us.
Now I can take this side trail, slip around through the bottom lands, an' get ahead of him." "But it's a hard climb up around the mesa, Pete." "I know it. But I can manage it. Then you come on up behind Len, casual like. If he has any of our cattle by mistake," said Pete, significantly, "we'll be in a position to correct his error. Nothin' like correctin' errors right off the reel, Dave.
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