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"That's because I signed my name 'John Basil Edward Tobart," explains Beauvayse; "and because the Registrar a benevolent old cock in a large white waistcoat, like somebody's father in a farcical comedy wasn't sufficiently up in the Peerage to be impressed." "Weren't there witnesses of sorts?" hints Bingo. "Of sorts.
I think it is somebody's doing. Ah! there's Mark, and she flew out to meet him. 'Mark! she said, on the little path, 'here's the good genius, with three chances in his pocket. Keep him to luncheon. I've got plenty. Poor old man, how hot you look! Go and cool in the drawing-room, while I wash my son's face.
"Somebody's got to do it, Ollie, and you are the last man hired," remarked Fred, quietly. "What would you like to do?" Oliver shifted himself in the crowded chair until he could look into his room-mate's eyes.
"I meant to speak to them about it yesterday, and ask them to be sure to come early, but I forgot it." "Did we invite the Harlands?" said Bob. "I can't think whether we did or not," said Bumble. "I know we were undecided about them. But we asked the Graysons, and here they come now." "Well, I'm glad somebody's coming," said Nan; "but, no, they aren't turning in, they're driving by!"
Pierce's companion paused; then, after an incredulous stare, he said: "Look! Is that smoke coming from my stovepipe?" "Why, yes!" There could be no mistake about it; from the tent in question arose the plain evidence that a lively fire was burning inside. "Well, I'll be darned!" breathed the elder man. "Somebody's jumped the cache." "Perhaps your partner " "He's in Sheep Camp."
Naturally tongues had been busy ever since it became known that Joanna was expecting her back Sir Harry Trevor had got shut of her for the baggage she was ... she had got shut of Sir Harry Trevor for the blackguard he was ... she had travelled back as somebody's maid, to pay her fare ... she had brought her own French maid as far as Calais ... she had walked from Dover ... she had brought four trunks full of French clothes.
Deacon Meakin isn't at the barn and I might go there, but he's spoiled the barn for me. I feel just as if I was in somebody's parlor, some Marsden body's parlor, that's so much in order it makes everybody who goes into it as stiff as itself. I've found that out, too, going calling with Aunt Eunice. I wish "
Whoever has been slew was taken away last night in the sleigh. S'posin it was Mr. Reddon! Well, consarn it, ain't he got a body same as anybody else? We've just got to find somebody's body, that's all. We've got to prove the corpus deelicti. Drive up, Bill!" With a perseverance that spoke well for the detective's endurance, but ill for his intelligence, the "bob" sped along aimlessly.
"This poor man is a victim of the overzealousness which the officers of the law exhibit in protecting the privileges and property of the rich. If John De Puyster Hepplewhite fell asleep in somebody's vestibule the policeman on post would send him home in a cab; but if a hungry tramp does the same thing he runs him in.
"Why that wire looks as though it had been cut." "It was cut. Marshal, I'd pull somebody's belt about this, if I were you. Your men aren't very careful about searching prisoners. One of the Fuzzies hid a knife out on them." He remembered how Little Fuzzy and Ko-Ko had burrowed into the bedding in apparently unreasoning panic, and explained about the little spring-steel knives he had made.
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