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Then the cabbie turned around. The machine shot ahead, down a wide avenue filled with cars. Charley took a deep breath and forgot to let it go. "You know," the cabbie said, "I seen something funny the other day." "Really?" Charley said, through clenched teeth. The cabbie turned back casually, flicked the wheel to avoid an oncoming truck, and continued: "Funny, yeah.
Charley licked his lips. "I really don't know," he said. The cabbie blinked. "What?" "I'm going to need some help," Charley said. "I want to find a Dr. Schinsake, but I don't know where he is. If you can drive me to a drugstore, where we can look him up in a phone book " "Dr. Schinsake?" the driver said. "That's the guy who grows things? I mean, arms and legs? Like that?"
"That's right," Charley said. "O.K., buddy," the driver said. "Just hang on." The cab started with a cough and a roar, and shot out of the terminal like a bazooka shell. Over the noise of travel, the cabbie said: "Going to get yourself fixed up? No offense, Mac." "No offense," Charley said. "I'm just going to talk to him." "Oh," the cabbie said. "Sure." There was silence for a second.
Joe squeezed her tighter. "Your father's right." The cabbie pulled in. Joe gave him the address and double the fare. "Keep the change, huh." "Thanks, Brah." Rhiannon rolled down the window and turned her face to him. She held his eyes until the cab turned out into the street. Joe walked up the stairs, feeling heavier with each step. Rhiannon's scent lingered in the apartment.
"No offense," Charley said. "That's right. I'm with a carnival." "We'll, you're doing the right thing," the cabbie said, turning back to the road again. Amazingly, there was no obstruction before them. "I mean, a guy has to be honest. With this doctor around, you can't be a no-arms guy any more; it's not fair. Right?" Charley licked his lips. The cab stopped. "Here we are," the driver announced.
A cab was driving by; and Jurgis sprang and called, and it swung round to the curb. Master Freddie clambered in with some difficulty, and Jurgis had started to follow, when the driver shouted: "Hi, there! Get out you!" Jurgis hesitated, and was half obeying; but his companion broke out: "Whuzzat? Whuzzamatter wiz you, hey?" And the cabbie subsided, and Jurgis climbed in.
He was afraid to try to go through his companion's pockets, however; and besides the cabbie might be on the watch. He had the hundred safe, and he would have to be content with that. At the end of half an hour or so the cab stopped. They were out on the waterfront, and from the east a freezing gale was blowing off the ice-bound lake.
"Here we are," called the cabbie, and Jurgis awakened his companion. Master Freddie sat up with a start. "Hello!" he said. "Where are we? Whuzzis? Who are you, hey? Oh, yes, sure nuff! Mos' forgot you hic ole chappie! Home, are we? Lessee! Br-r-r it's cold! Yes come 'long we're home it ever so hic humble!"
Then Sedgwick told her how, when he left her side the first time, he took that ride and asked cabbie how much they would charge at Newgate to hang him. And they both laughed, but there were tears in the eyes of Grace even while she smiled. But she rallied in a moment and said: "Why not buy the place still? Except to leave my mother, I would be on that farm with you as happy a wife as ever lived.
"See that the cabbie hic is paid," was the other's response; and he linked his arm in Jurgis'. Jurgis was about to say, "I have the money for him," but he restrained himself. The stout man in uniform signaled to the other, who went out to the cab, while he followed Jurgis and his young master. They went down the great hall, and then turned. Before them were two huge doors.
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