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I've been around the State, and I know the sentiment. We've got 'em licked, right now. What have you got against it? You're on our side, Aust." "Ham," said Austen, "are you sure you have the names and addresses of those twenty prominent citizens right, so that any voter may go out and find 'em?" "What are you kidding about, Aust?" retorted Mr. Tooting, biting back the smile again.
"Well, I suppose you know there's an anti-railroad feeling growing in that House, and that Redbrook has more influence with the farmers than any other man." "I didn't know anything about Mr. Redbrook's influence," said Austen. Mr. Tooting looked unconvinced. "Say, Aust, if anything's in the wind, I wish you'd let me know. I'll keep it quiet."
"I shouldn't blame this one if he did, if he ever gets well enough," said Austen. Young Mr. Tooting paused with a lighted match halfway to his cigar and looked at Austen shrewdly, and then sat down on the desk very close to him. "Say, Aust, it sometimes sickens a man to have to buy these fellows off. What? Poor devils, they don't get anything like what they ought to get, do they?
If I can do anything for you, a message will reach me there." "Humph," said the Honourable Hilary, while the others exchanged significant glances. Austen had not gone half the length of the hall when he was overtaken by Mr. Tooting. "Say, Aust, what's up between you and Redbrook?" he asked. "Nothing. Why?" Austen asked, stopping abruptly.
He says he was astonished. Did the whole delegation go up to Leith, or only a committee?" Mr. Tooting's grin had by this time spread all over his face a flood beyond his control. "Well, there's no use puffin' it on with you, Aust. That was done pretty slick, that twenty-prominent-citizen business, if I do say it myself.
Tooting often the first. But one evening Mr. Tooting waited until the force had gone, and entered Austen's room with his hand outstretched. "Put her there, Aust," he said. Austen put her there. "I've been exercisin' my thinker some the last few months," observed Mr. Tooting, seating himself on the desk. "Aren't you afraid of nervous prostration, Ham?" "Say," exclaimed Mr.
Tooting, giving Austen a friendly poke with his cigar. "You showed your usual acumen, Mr. Tooting," said Austen, as he rose to put on his coat. Mr. Tooting regarded him uneasily. "You're a deep one, Aust," he declared; "some day you and, me must get together." Mr. Billings' desire for ultimate justice not being any stronger than Austen suspected, in due time Mr. Meader got his money.
Hamilton Tooting became ashy pale. "I haven't done anything to you, Aust. Say you didn't ?" He did not finish. Terrified by something in Austen's eye, which may or may not have been there at the time of the Blodgett incident, Mr. Tooting fled without completing his inquiry.
The best known member of the group, a thin band or bone-breccia, is conspicuous among the black shales in the neighbourhood of Axmouth in Devonshire, and in the cliffs of Westbury-on-Severn, as well as at Aust and other places on the borders of the Bristol Channel.
Wright, and I'll show you the best cows this side of the Hudson Riverall pedigreed prize winners. Hello, Aust, you take hold and get the wimmen-folks interested in the cabinets. You know where they are." "There's a person with some sense," remarked Mrs. Pomfret, who had been at a little distance among a group of summer-resident ladies and watching the affair with shining eyes. "I'll help.
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