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From here we'll go get yore hoss and see you safely on yore way." "What'll you gimme to tell you?" inquired the desperate Bull. "Nothin' not a thin dime, feller. C'mon, let's go." "Nun-no, not yet. I say, suppose you lemme talk to Jack Harpe first myself. Just you lemme get my share out of him, and I'll tell you all you wanna know." "When you going to him?" Racey demanded, suspiciously.
What time's 'at game called?" "Three," said Bean, still alarmed. Breede looked at his watch. "Jus' got time to make it." He arose from the desk. Bean arose. The flapper arose. "Take y' up in car," said Breede, most amazingly. Bean pulled his collar from about his suddenly constricted throat. "Letters!" He pointed to the note-book. "Have 'em ready Monday noon. C'mon! Two-thirty now."
When his teeth had ceased to be castanets she spoke: "Listen here, old Kid, you can't fool any one, so quit trying. Don't you s'pose I've seen 'em like you before? Say, boy, I was trouping while you played with marbles. You're up against it. Now, c'mon" with the arm at his shoulder she pulled him about to face her-"c'mon and be nice-tell mother all about it."
Our eyes met. Yet all I found to say was: "C'mon over." She responded to this invitation and I helped her over the wall. She looked longingly at the Irish playing in the mud, but a clean sandpile in my own backyard not far away seemed to me a more fitting environment for one so daintily clad. We played undisturbed for a never-to-be-forgotten half hour and then they found her out.
"I didn't say neither of 'em was. You always did take too much for granted, Swing." "I ain't taking too much for granted with you blushing thataway. Which one? Tell a feller. C'mon, stingy." "Shucks," said Racey, "I should think you could tell. The best-looking one, of course." "But they's two of 'em, feller, and they both look mighty fine to me.
"You swine!" cried Atmananda. "All along you've been hiding him in... your nose!" "How can you tell?" "Hah so you doubt my ability to see!" A few minutes later, the waiter arrived. I ordered a quesadilla and a chile relleno. "C'mon kid," said Atmananda, "where's your capacity?" I admitted I was low on money. "Stop worrying about money," he admonished.
The man went down without a cry. Hanada, too, had not been idle. He slipped the handcuffs from his slender wrists and seizing the club of one of the fallen policemen, aimed a blow at the second man who leaped at Johnny. A moment later, Johnny heard his shrill whisper: "C'mon!" They were away like a flash. Down a dark alley, over a fence, with Johnny's handcuffs jangling, they sped.
"Bad," said the stranger. "God, what a mess. Know 'em?" "Holdens. Folks that live in the big old house on the hill. My best friend and his wife. I was following them home," lied Brennan glibly. "C'mon let's see if we can find the kid. What about the police?" "Sent my wife. Telephone down the road." Paul Brennan's reply carried no sound of disappointment over being interrupted. "Okay.
"I was only thinking what might have happened yesterday." "Forget it," grumbled Barney. "C'mon, let's see the ruins." "Fish!" exclaimed Bruce, as they emerged from the forest. And assuredly there were fish in abundance. The thirty-foot wide pool, from which the ice had been blown, was white with them.
That's where our Russian disappeared to that night on the bridge. That's where the shots came from. Remember right from the center of the river? That's where your four assailants went to when they vanished from that deserted building. It's the Radicals. C'mon! We may not be too late yet. We'll get them before the police get us." Together the three rushed from the room.
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