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Maggie did not at once respond, but stood gazing at the two confronting figures. To her they were an oddly dissimilar pair: Barney in the smartest clothes that an over-smart Broadway tailor could create, and Larry in the shapeless garments that were the State's gift to him on leaving prison. "Maggie," he repeated, "don't you listen to this boob's talk!" "I'll do just as I please, Barney."
We can burn the boob's shack down of course: but if you go in there alone the ensuing blaze would be of no particular interest to you." "All right. We go in together." "Not exactly that, either. You go first. Few of these forty-four bullets will go through two men at once."
So, no thanks to you, everything has worked out all right after all. Can't you send Pete out with instructions to bite a rattlesnake, or something like that?" "You're mighty good-natured to-day, kid," Al said. "Why shouldn't I be? Since we know the original document and that boob's copy are both destroyed and that before he had time to commit the directions to memory.
So I thinks it over and I says to m'self th' big boob's been pullin' rough stuff on th' little dame here. Do youse get me? So I says to m'self, the big boob ought to get a wallop on the nut. See? What th' big gink needs is someone to bounce a brick off his bean, f'r th' dame here's a square little dame. Do youse get me? So I says to the little dame: 'I'm wit' youse, see?
A boob's life, as she called it, was a trying business, but the tyranny of the bustling woman with whom she lodged was such that if breakfast was not eaten at eight o'clock it was not there to eat. Like an English undergraduate who scrambles out of bed to attend Chapel simply to avoid a fine, this product of Broadway theaterdom conformed to the rule of Mrs.
But if you force my hand well, that's different." Again Jerry's grin slit his colorless face. He had this poor devil where he wanted him, and he was enjoying himself. "What do you want me to do, then?" cried Bromfield, tiny beads of perspiration on his forehead. "You'll do as I say beat it outa the country till the thing's over with." "But Lindsay will talk." "The boob's padlocked his mouth.
And he knew that Barney was shrewd, grimly tenacious, and limitless in self-confidence and ambition. "And listen to this, too, Larry Brainard," Barney's temper carried him on. "Don't you mix in and try any preaching on Maggie." He half turned his head jealously. "Maggie, don't you listen to any of this boob's Salvation Army talk!"
And the man who is only looking for the Boob's timepiece will do time of his own by and by. The Boob is convinced that the world is conducted on genteel and friendly principles. He feels in his heart that even the law of gravity will do him no harm.
"Him! The boob's nothing but a lucky guy. You'd ought to 'a' seen him after I fixed his map that first day. Down and out he was, take my word for it." "If Señor Harrison says so," assented Culvera with polite mockery. "But as you say, he laughs best who laughs last. And that reminds me. He left a note to be forwarded a friend. Pasquale was too crazy mad to see it, so I put it in my pocket."
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