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From this he was tossed into a backwater that brought him to another window. "I wantta see the postmaster of this burg," he announced again with a plaintive whine. "What about?" asked the man back of the grating. "Important business, amigo. Where's he at?" The man directed him to a door upon which was printed the legend, "Superintendent of Complaints."
They decided it would be best to get a stateroom for the girl. "We wantta make it as easy as we can for her," said Johnnie. "O' course it's all for her own good, but we don't figure to treat her noways but like the princess she is." "Yes," agreed Clay humbly. According to programme, carefully arranged by Johnnie, Beatrice rode down to the train with him and Kitty in their taxicab.
When Clay shot off at a tangent from the car and ceased to function as a passenger, Johnnie made an effort to descend and join his friend, but already the taxi was traveling at a speed that made this dangerous. He leaned out of the open door and shouted to the driver. "Say, lemme out, doggone you. I wantta get out right here." The chauffeur paid not the least attention to him.
Say, Chief, we gotta get back if we wantta meet that train down at Unity t'night." That was true too, and most important, so the Chief with a worried glance toward the dark mountain turned his car and hurried his captives away.
You ain't done nothin'. But you're goin' to do somethin' talk!" Simmy's pale tongue swept across working lips. "What ... you want wantta ... know?" he stuttered. "You expectin' to meet some friends heah?" "Th' rest o' the boys an' th' cap'n; they may be ketchin' up." "How many 'boys'?" Simmy's tongue tripped again. He swallowed. Drew thought he was trying to produce a crumb of defiance.
But Sam says some day they're goin' to bust right through the floor, an' ef they do, they ain't gonta stop till they get clear down to the cellar, an' they'll wipe out everythin' in their way when they go! B'leeve me! I don't wantta be workin' here when that happens!" "Good night!" said Susie, turning pale. "Them big machines on the sixth is right over where I work on the fifth!
And just at that moment, wallowing through the snow, with the air of having come from the North Pole there arrived a great car and drew up to the door, and Laurie Shafton jumped anxiously out and flung open the door for his passengers. "Aw Gee! That Fish! Whadde wantta come here for? The great chump! Don't he know he ain't in it?"
The girl shrugged her shoulders. "Little old New York is my beat. It's the biggest puddle in the world and I'll do my kickin' here." Abruptly she switched the talk back to his affairs. "You wantta go slow when you tackle Jerry Durand. I can tell you one thing. He's in this business up to the neck. I seen his shadow Gorilla Dave comin' outa the house next door twice to-day."
Yer knee?" Billy's shoes came to the floor with a bang: "Aw gee! Can't ya keep yer mouth shut an' let a fella have a little sleep. It ain't Nowhere! It ain't Nothin' an' I didn't have no fall an' I don't want no new bicycle. D'ye hear? I don't want nothin' 'cept just to be let alone. I wantta go ta sleep. Ain't I ben tellin' ya fer the last half hour?
"That's awfully good of you, Mr. Fripp," she said, gratefully. Pinkey, who always jumped when any one called him "Mister," replied bluntly: "Tain't I wantta." "We'll all go!" Mrs. Stott cried, excitedly. "Shore." There was less enthusiasm in the answer. "We were so fortunate as to be able to purchase our equipment for riding broncos before coming out here," explained Mr. Budlong.
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