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He did not send the horses away, as Sylvia in her heart had rather hoped he would do, but he said a word to M. Polperro, who ran into the Villa and returned a moment later with something which he handed, with a deferential bow to the Count. It was a cardcase, and Paul de Virieu scribbled something on a card and gave it to M. Polperro. A minute later he had ridden out of the gates.
If you wiggle before de time is up I gotta pal right yere watchin' you, and he'll sure plug you. He ain't no easy-goin' guy like wot I am. You're gittin' off lucky it's me stuck you up, stidder him." With these words he was gone gone with Mr. Leary's overcoat, with Mr. Leary's last cent, with his latchkey, with his cardcase, with all by which Mr.
"I come with unlimited financial credit," and the short, stockily built man drew from an inside pocket a leather cardcase and passed it to the Baron, who read its contents carefully before returning it. "I am glad you have arrived, Hartzmann," he volunteered. "As a diplomatic center Washington is dull. I call at the State Department no news; it is not in touch with secret history."
"See here!" said Jimmie Dale irritably. "This has gone far enough! I have seen no package, large or small, or of any description whatever. You are evidently mistaking me for some one else. You have only to telephone to the St. James Club." He reached toward his pocket for his cardcase. "My name is " "Dale," supplied the other curtly. "Don't bother about the card, Mr. Dale.
Ethel hesitated, for Gertrude had never mentioned Edward to her since he left for Oklahoma. "Do you want to know what was in my May basket?" Ethel clasped her hands. "Oh, yes!" Gertrude took out of her cardcase a tattered bit of paper. It read: "When you know that you really like Oklahoma and all the people there, please telegraph me. Good-bye."
There was a gold watch, for one thing, with a chain and locket; there was a silver pencil, and a matchbox, and a handful of small change, and finally a cardcase. This last Duane opened feverishly there were letters and checks, and two theater-tickets, and at last, in the back part, a wad of bills. He counted them there was a twenty, five tens, four fives, and three ones. Duane drew a long breath.
"Agnes," said I, "will you put back your hood and tell me what it all means?" The hood dropped noiselessly, and I was face to face with my dead and buried mistress. She was wearing the dress in which I had last seen her alive; carried the same tiny handkerchief in her right hand; and the same cardcase in her left. "Agnes," I repeated, "for pity's sake tell me what it all means." Mrs.
Permit me to present my card." He drove into the hatches of his checkerboards and rummaged around, but he didn't find nothing but holes, I jedge, because he looked dreadful put out, and begged our pardons five or six times. "Dear me!" says he. "This is embarassing. I've forgot my cardcase." We told him never mind the card; any of Peter's folks was more'n welcome.
The wine was of his own sending, and so were the China fire-screens, and the sandalwood workbox, and the ivory cardcase, and those magnificent pink and white chessmen, carved like little sepoys and mandarins, with the castles on elephants' backs, George the Third and his queen in pink ivory, against the Emperor of China and lady in white the delight of Clive's childhood, the chief ornament of the old spinster's sitting-room.
"Do you know the accused?" asked the judge advocate after Baker had given his full name and rank in the service. "I do. I placed her under arrest as a rebel spy." "What evidence have you to prove that fact?" "This." Baker put his hand in his pocket and drew out a small red leather cardcase which was caked with mud. Nancy's eyes distended with fear, and she whitened perceptibly.
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