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Had you said the photograph resembled the man you saw outside the hotel Clancy would actually have begun to believe that he might be mistaken." "At any rate," said Curtis, smiling, "you two seem to have made marvelous progress with the inquiry since a set of drunken stokers broke up a harmonious gathering at Morris Siegelman's."
Did they drop from the skies, or come up from Well, where did you get 'em?" "Clancy and I bagged them quite easily after Mr. Curtis and you left Siegelman's café. All we had to do was wait till Vassilan quit. They were hanging about all the time, but afraid to meet him. . . . Now, you must ask me no more questions. I am going to Clancy. He is keeping an eye on Jean de Courtois."
She would not believe it of her sister! And yet what did Kate mean by charging Mrs. Clancy to watch him, that drunken husband? What could it mean but that she was striving to prevent Mr. Hayne's ever hearing the truth? She longed to learn more and solve the riddle once and for all. They were still earnestly talking together down in the dining-room; but she could not listen.
He was sliding over the rail, the line tautening to his weight in no time, and he talking all the time. "Lower away lower, lower! Faster faster than that he's rising again second time and drifting under the wharf, sure's fate! Faster faster what's wrong? what's caught there? let her run!" The halyards had become fouled, and Peter was trying to clear them, calling to Clancy to wait.
Clancy had been enjoying Hill's recital to the limit it would be hard to mix six dozens of eggs, a Chinese dragon, and a runaway monkey into a small-sized riot and not get a little fun out of it. The sober, matter-of-fact way in which Hiram narrated the details added to the humor of the story. "Never mind what I'm laughing at, Hiram," sputtered Clancy, wiping his eyes.
I found them both in the Anchorage, where Clancy had met a man he hadn't seen for ten years an old dory-mate thought he was lost five years before in the West Indies. "But here he is, fine and handsome. Another little touch all around and a cigar for Joe, and we're off for the Southern cruise." We left then and started for the dock, with Clancy full of poetry.
Going up the harbor somebody hinted to Clancy that he ought to go and have a mug-up for himself after his hard work and it had been hard work. "And I'll take your place at the wheel," said that somebody, "for you must be tired, Tommie." "And maybe I am tired, too," answered Clancy, "but if I am, I'm just thick enough not to know it.
She might hide her unhappiness, but she could not banish the resulting despondency and flagging strength. Her aunt had half forced an explanation of the reason why she was alone with Clancy, and, in hasty self-defence, she admitted a resolve to know with certainty whether he had spoken the words charged against him. When Mrs.
"Don't be frettin' that a-way, ma'am; sure even if he's in gaol itself, he'll be out agin before ye know where yez are an' maybe they wouldn't keep him in it at all." "'Deed then they had a right to let him out at wanst," groaned Mrs. Clancy from beneath her apron. "The Lord knows he never done what they're afther sayin' he done." "Hothen, indeed, I wouldn't make too sure of that," put in Pat.
Clancy had gone into hysterics when they were told that Lieutenant Hayne was the man to whom the one owed his life and the other her money. Some one met Captain Rayner on the sidewalk the morning Stannard came marching home, and asked him if he had heard the queer story about Clancy. He had not, and it was told him then and there.
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