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"Hamericans is bloomin' green," he remarked, "so youse can stand for Hamerican, right enough. No other wissitors is such blarsted fools. But yon's the palace, an' I s'pose 'is Majesty'll give ye a 'ot reception." "Thanks; I'll look him up," said the boy, and left the officer convulsed with laughter. He soon knew why.

The Magpie hitched his chair closer to the table and, as his sharp, little, ferret eyes glanced around the room, motioned the two to brings their heads nearer. "One of me influential broker friends down on Wall Street put me wise," he said, with a wink. "Dat's good enough fer youse two, as far as dat goes. But take it from me, I got it dead straight."

The other was aghast. "Wen did youse go nuts?" he asked. "I ain't gone nuts. Wait 'til I gets t'rough. We meets de dicks, innocent-like; but first we caches de dough in de woods. We tells 'em we hurried right on to lead 'em to dis Byrne guy, an' wen we gets back here to de farmhouse an' finds wot's happened here we'll be as flabbergasted as dey be." "Oh, nuts!" exclaimed the other disgustedly.

"Forget it!" observed the barkeeper cordially. "Dis is on me. Any friend of de Wowzer's gets de glad hand here any time." "T'anks!" said Jimmie Dale gratefully, as he turned away. "So long, then see youse later." Chang Foo's! Jimmie Dale's face set even a little harder than it had before, as he swung on again down the Bowery. Yes; he knew Chang Foo's too well.

"I t'ink ye're right, an' I'm goin' ter try ter do it. I allus did hate ter work, but if I kin git any kind of a job I'm goin' ter try it once more. I don't know w'y it is, but jes' bein' wid youse makes me want ter do der square t'ing." Frank might well have felt pleased that he exercised such an influence over a man like Plug Kirby.

Dis mug's vally to Sir Thomas, dat's him. But he ain't no vally. He's come to see dat no one don't get busy wit de jools. Say, what do you t'ink of dem jools, Mr. Chames?" "Finest I ever saw." "Yes, dat's right. De limit, ain't dey? Ain't youse really " "No, Spike, I am not, thank you very much for inquiring.

I've got a taxicab downstairs and if any of you gentlemen is a friend of the prisoner youse can come along to the marshal's office." Morris darted into the office and reappeared with his hat and coat. "Abe," he said, "you stay here in the store. I would go down with him." Abe frowned. "One moment, Mawruss," he cried. "It don't go so quick as all that.

"Come off with youse," O'Brien flung back good humoredly. "I'm not here to hand you booquets, but to talk business. Here's the nub of it, me boy. You need me, and I need you." "I don't quite see how I need you, Mr. O'Brien." "That's because you're young yet and don't know the game. Let me tell you this." The boss leaned forward, his hard eyes focused on Farnum.

The Flopper, in good, if unfashionable and ready-made clothes, fresh linen, and a clean shave, turned a bright, intelligent face on the man at this remark. "I guess youse are de kind," he said, with a grim smile, "dat ain't had to kill yerself worryin' much about any kind of trouble, an' it ain't nothin' to you to cut de ground of hope out from another guy's feet an' let him slide.

"Youse'll pardon me if I keeps de spot-light on youse," drawled Larry the Bat, "Some of youse dicks ain't trustworthy." "Look here!" Meighan burst out. "This is a hell of a note! What " "Youse shut yer face!" Jimmie Dale's voice had grown suddenly cold and menacing the stairs were creaking again, this time under a quick tread. "Listen!