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"Well," he rumbled, "I guess this lets me out. S'long." And he strode heavily from the room; a moment later his cursing came back to them as he rode into the night. "Takes it kind of hard, don't he?" said the father. And the mother murmured: "Poor Ralph!" "So you went an' done it?" said the mannish girl to her sister. "What of it?" snapped the other. "He's too good for you, that's what of it."
"Mebbe her ideas is all right; and anyhow, s'long as she's paying out good money " "Oh, she'll pay! she'll pay!" said Mr. Daggett, with a large gesture. "Ain't no doubt about her paying for what she wants." He shoved his plate aside, and tipped back in his chair with a heavy yawn.
The big man sighed. "I s'pose it's got to be that way," he said. "But if you come for me, Kern, come all primed for action. It'll be a hard trail." "That's my specialty." "Well, sheriff, s'long and good luck!" The sheriff nodded. "Thanks!" Pressing his horse with his knees, Kern started down the trail at a slow canter.
De bulls never went nowhere except into Chang's. Dere's a new lootenant in de precinct inaugeratin' himself, dat's all. S'long, Larry I gotta date." "S'long, Chick!" responded Jimmie Dale and started slowly back along the cross street. It was not the police, then, who were interested in his movements! Then who? He shook his head with a little, savage, impotent gesture.
"I wish I'd throttled a little harder!" "I guess you give Bud all he needs for the present," said Spider grimly, "anyway, I'm goin' t' see. The Kid ain't hurt none. Get him home t' bed, an' he'll be all right s'long, long, Geoff." "Good night, Spider, and thank you. Oh, by the way, who's Heine?" "Heine's a Deutscher, Geoff.
"Oaths don't do no good," cut in Barry without a trace of emotion. He added frankly: "It ain't altogether for your sake. Those gents down there have played tag once with me and now I'd like to play with them. Molly's fresh today." He was already looking over his shoulder while he spoke; as if his mind were even then at work upon the posse. "S'long." "S'long, partner. Good luck."
The First Lieutenant of the visitors flung his boat-cloak over his shoulders. "Well," he said, "we've had a topping evening. S'long, and thanks very much." Their hosts helped the departing ones into their great-coats. "Not 't all," they murmured politely in return. "Sorry to break up a cheery evening. Let's hope they've really come out this time!"
At this point he interrupted. "I get you, Professor. Too bad you can't be here yourself. But I promise that in a couple hours we'll know more about Schurman's and Wrigley's death. Swell tip, Jimmy. We'll go right after it. That all?" "Yep," said Jimmy, going back to character. "That's all, Roy, s'long. Oh, wait a minute, Roy. Schurman is at your end. Got any dope on that?"
But she was out and past him craning her neck backward through the aperture of the open door. "Go to it, Phonzie! It's your fun, anyways. Yours and hers. S'long!" He had already begun his triumphant passage down the hallway, and on her couch among her pillows Madam Moores closed her eyes in a simulation of sleep and against the tears that scalded her lids.
"No, father, if I get into my crib I'll sleep so heavy that you won't be able to wake me. I'll just lie down where I was before." "Well, well among the rubbish if ye prefer it; no matter s'long as you have a snooze," growled the captain as he turned over, while the fairy disappeared into the dark recess from which she had risen. Just then a tap was heard at the door. "Come in," roared the captain.
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