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"I can believe that. 'Course you know I'm takin' you to Stacey." "The left-hand trail was quicker," ventured the tramp. "And no water." "I could ride," suggested Waco. Lorry shook his head. "If you was to make a break I'd just nacherally plug you. I got your gun. You're safer afoot." "I'll promise " "Nope. You're too willin'." "I'm all in," said Waco. "I got to take you to Stacey just the same."

'I know Stacey well, said the General, 'Colonel Stacey is a man of honour. I have a great respect for Stacey, and I will abide by his opinion. I feel assured that he will be on my side. Will you kindly take me to him?

And let us hope that, in many cases, the contrite confession which is withheld from men is yielded where it is more fitly due. When I was quite a lad, a servant lived with us of the name of Anne Stacey. She had been in the service of William Cobbett, the political writer, who resided for some years at Botley, a village a few miles distant from Itchen.

'Vava, who told you? cried Stella, surprised out of her caution, for she had not meant to tell her younger sister the real facts of the case. 'Mrs. Stacey has been here, and she told me that there were some other people coming to the Manor House. When I said we didn't want them, she said the Manor House was not ours, and that we should not be able to keep them out.

Herman was still sleeping when Stacey rose and dressed and went down to breakfast. Mrs. Mills defended Herman against the charge of laziness: "He's probably been out late all the week." Stacey found Mott in the county courthouse, and a perfunctory examination soon put him in possession of a certificate. There was no question of his attainments. Herman met him at dinner-time.

It was determined, therefore, to try what the British musket and bayonet could effect. The cannonade ceased, and the left division of the army, under Brigadier Stacey, supported on either flank by Captains Harford and Fordyce's batteries, and Lieutenant Colonel Lane's troops of horse artillery, moved forward to the attack.

On the envelope, which was stamped, were written, also apparently by me, the name and address: "Miss DULCIE CHALLONER, Holt Manor, Holt Stacey, Berkshire, England." "My dear Dulcie," the letter ran, "I hope you will forgive the dreadful act I am about to commit, and forget me as quickly as possible.

You are all under arrest for arson. But you, Samuel Lazard, are also under arrest for the murder of Rebecca Wend and six other persons in fires which you have set. You are the real firebug, the tool of Joseph Stacey, perhaps, but that will all come out in the trial. McCormick, McCormick," called Craig, "it's all right. I have the warrant. Are the police there?" There was no answer.

Ah, well, he would ride back to Stacey. The señora at the cantina was a pleasant woman. She would not shut the door in his face, for she knew who he was. He would ask for a room for the night. In the morning he would search for Señor Jim. He must find him. Mrs. Adams answered his knock at the hotel door by coming down and letting him in. Ramon saw by the office clock that it was past three.

I was on my way back the third year, when I stopped in to see the pit it's one o' the sights of Chicago, you know and Billy Krans saw me looking over the rail, I went in, won, and then took a flyer on December. Come a big slump, and I failed to materialize at school." "What did you do then?" asked Stacey, to whom this did not seem humorous.