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Colonel Winchester halted his troop and examined the house from a distance for a little while. "This is the home of wealthy people," he said at last to Dick, "and we may obtain some information here. At least we should try it." Dick had his doubts, but he said nothing. "You, Mr. Pennington, Mr. Warner and Sergeant Whitley, dismount with me," continued the colonel, "and we'll try the house."
He lost track of Burke, and I never had so much as another glimpse of the Jap. We had the assistance of another headquarters man, too. The one for which I had telephoned showed up immediately after Fanshawe addressed me. The last-named skurried away to find Burke, while Pennington, my other colleague, and I devoted our efforts to catching the Jap.
Pennington had been perfectly honest with herself, she would have perceived that her own surprise indicated a suspicion that minus his wealth the aforesaid sterling qualities were something of a dead weight, but not for worlds would she have owned this. It would be a great thing for Margaret Elizabeth, if she liked him.
He got a response immediately, notwithstanding the lateness of the hour. "Sexton? Pennington speaking. I've sent over the Black Minorca with a rifle and sixty rounds of ammunition... What? You can hear him shooting already? Bully boy with a crockery eye! He'll clean that gang out and keep them from working until the police arrive. You've telephoned Rondeau, have you?... Good!
"He put the key in his pocket as he spoke, but that, too, Johnnie did not think of until afterward. "'That isn't your door, sir. Those are Mr. Pennington Lawton's rooms, Johnnie told him. 'What is the number on your key? "The man produced a key from his pocket and gave it to Johnnie in a stupid, dazed sort of way. The key was numbered seventy-three.
Ed Foster and Walter Pennington raised their caps as they dashed by, but they did not go so quickly but that Cora noticed an expression of surprise on their faces. "Oh, yes, I know them also," remarked Paul. "I've had that machine in the garage." "I wonder where they are going?" went on Cora.
But Ben considered it more necessary that he should have paint-brushes, than that Puss should be warm. About this period, Friend West received a visit from Mr. Pennington, a merchant of Philadelphia, who was likewise a member of the Society of Friends.
However, he was not the sort of man who suffers in silence; for a minute later the butler, leaning over the banisters as his master climbed the stairs to his library, heard the latter curse with an eloquence that was singularly appealing. Colonel Seth Pennington looked up sourly as a clerk entered his private office. "Well?" he demanded brusquely.
Dick, Pennington and Warner also came in for his notice, and he recalled having seen Dick at the fierce battle of Perryville in Kentucky, a fact of which Dick was very proud. "Now don't become too haughty because he remembers you," said Warner reprovingly. "Bear in mind that trifles sometimes stick longer in our minds than more important things." "It's just jealousy on your part," said Dick.
Among other things, we find reference to `fifteen couple of hounds going to the King of the Romans with a free pass. A certain `Dr Crichton, carrying with him a cow and divers other necessaries, is mentioned as having been posted! also `two servant-maids going as laundresses to my Lord Ambassador Methuen, and `a deal case with four flitches of bacon for Mr Pennington of Rotterdam. The captains of the mail-packets ought to have worn coats of mail, for they had orders to run while they could, to fight when they could not run, and to throw the mails overboard when fighting failed!
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