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Updated: May 8, 2025


"Of course I might douse the mainsail altogether and run under jib and jigger; but no, I guess she'll carry it. Ease off on that main sheet a trifle, Torchy." We was makin' a straight run for it now, slap up the Sound and believe me we was breezin' along some swift!

At least, I was until Vincent comes breezin' in from lunch yesterday wearin' a broad grin. He'd connected with a bull flurry and unloaded ten points to the good. "Now for a king killing, eh?" says I. "No," says Vincent. "I'm through with with everything." "Includin' near-vamps?" says I. He nods enthusiastic.

Bangs, to tear every shingle from the roof. "Goodness gracious!" exclaimed Galusha. "Dear me, what a terrible storm this is!" Zacheus regarded him calmly. "Commenced about ten last night," he observed. "Been breezin' on steady ever since. Be quite consider'ble gale if it keeps up." Mr. Bangs looked at him with amazement. "If it keeps up!" he repeated. "Isn't it a gale now?" Zach shook his head.

"Where's she layin'?" "Off the end o' the big dock. An' if it keeps on breezin' they won't be goin' out in the mornin' either. A bad time anyway to put out on a cruise Christmas Day. But what d'y' say, Alec, if we take a look around the place?"

Cutler climbs into his mink-lined overcoat, slips me a ten spot confidential as he passes my desk, and goes breezin' out towards Broadway. The ten, I take it, is a retainer for me to boost the yachtin' enterprise. I shows it to Mr. Robert and grins. "There's only one Babe," says he. "He'd offer a tip to St. Peter, or suggest matching quarters to see whether he was let in or barred out."

So it falls out like, that along at the last of the year, a black-coat party-lawyer he is-comes breezin' up to me in Warwhoop an' says he's got to track this yere Spencer to his last camp, dead or alive, an' allows I'd better sign for the round-up an' accompany the expedition as guide, feclos'pher an' friend kind o' go 'long an' scout for the campaign.

"We'll have to hurry," he says, "cos it looks to me as if a real fight was breezin' up." So we crawled out along the ditch an' down the trench, followin' the wire. We found the break there was three cuts along that bit o' road that runs from the Rollin' River Trench down past the Bomb Store, an' I don't ever want a more highly excitin' job than we had mendin' it.

Well, he got out o' the chicken business with a couple o' hundred dollars, an' then he come breezin' into a minin' camp one day an' tried bustin' a faro bank. Failed agin. I'm responsible for that failure, though. The next I see of him is a year later, in McKittrick, where he's runnin' a real estate office an' dealin' in oil lands.

And yet, I've had people ask me if this private sec. job didn't get sort of monotonous! Does it? Say, listen a while! I was breezin' through the arcade here the other noon, about twenty minutes behind my lunch schedule, when someone backs away from the marble wall tablets the agents have erected in honor of them firms that keep their rent paid.

"Just a little, sah!" and Pete's grin was broader than ever, while he rolled his eyes in the direction of the girls. "It feels a good sight breezin' since you come sah, de young ladies, I mean." Here there was another bow, and the whole thing, the bow and the compliment was so overwhelming, that the girls ran laughing up the steps, almost upsetting the worthy landlord.

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