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I like them better now." "Ay, ay," said the doctor. "Seeing Miss Rivers's must not take the shine out of yours, my little maids; for if you can't give much, you have the pleasure of giving the best of all, your labour of love."
At Rivers's Bridge Generals Mower and Giles A. Smith led, their heads of column through this swamp, the water up to their shoulders, crossed over to the pine-land, turned upon the rebel brigade which defended the passage, and routed it in utter disorder. It was in this attack that General Wager Swayne lost his leg, and he had to be conveyed back to Pocotaligo.
"The only thing, he's a little too anxious to buy the collection, for somebody who's just skimmed off the cream." "Ten thousand dollars isn't much in the way of anxiety," Cabot said. "I'd call that a nominal bid, to avoid suspicion." "The dope's changed a little on that." Rand brought him up to date. "Rivers's offer is now twenty-five thousand."
Beside Rivers's car, there was a long workbench in the garage, and piles of wood and cardboard cartons, and stacks of newspapers, and a barrel full of excelsior, all evidently used in preparing arms for shipment. There was also a large pile of old pistols, and a number of long-arms. Rand pawed among the pistols; they were, as the State Police corporal had said, all junk.
I see, now, that it wasn't his own money he was being so generous with. And there was another incident, while I was at Rivers's shop, that piqued my curiosity. Rivers had in his shop a .36 Leech & Rigdon revolver, and I had been informed that it was a revolver of that type that Mr. Fleming had brought home the evening he was killed.
So Pierre said he'd go out and get some. He was gone about half an hour; when he came back, he had a carton, and some hot pork sandwiches. He'd gotten them at the same place as the cigarettes Art Igoe's lunch-stand." "Could Igoe verify that?" "It wouldn't help if he did. Igoe's place isn't a five-minute drive from Rivers's, farther down the road." "Has Pierre a lawyer?" Rand asked. "No. Not yet.
And the hell's own slew of reporters, of course," McKenna said. "Aarvo's going back there, in a little. We're still trying to locate Mrs. Rivers; we haven't been able to, yet. The maid says she went to New York day before yesterday." "I'll probably be around at Rivers's, later in the day. I want to check on that Fleming angle." "Uh-huh; I'll be there, in half an hour," Corporal Kavaalen said.
Have you been eavesdropping telling tales hatching plots?" The natural ferocity of Rivers's manner was rather heightened by the tone which he assumed. The maiden, struggling still for the release for which her spirit would not suffer her to implore, exclaimed: "Insolent! By what right do you ask me these or any questions? Unhand me, coward unhand me.
May's breast, at the sound of George Rivers's broad laugh and "Well done, little one!" Dr. May put his arm round her, turned aside from him, and began talking to Meta about Mr. Rivers.
May; the only thing for it is to persuade the lad to own to having struck the old man in a passion; every one knows old Axworthy could be intolerably abusive, and the boy always was passionate. Don't you remember his flying out at Mr. Rivers's, the night of the party, and that affair which was the means of his going to the mill at all?
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