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"You couldn't afford to, if what I hear about them is true. Though you might be able to sell the gift and wipe out that thousand." "Hang the thousand! I had almost forgotten it again." In the lobby of the club, as they were about to enter the coat-room, Hillard ran into one of several gentlemen issuing. "Pardon me," he said, stepping aside.
The coat-room into which it descended communicated with the lobby very near the main entrance, and if Mr. Brotherson were the man, his sudden appearance there would thus be accounted for.
West and Miss Chamberlain took off their hats and the men gave up their coats, not without misgivings, to a sleepy young man who said pleasantly, as he dragged them into the coat-room window, "that they would be playing in great luck if they ever saw them again." "I don't need to give you no checks," he explained: "just ask for the coats with real fur on 'em. Nobody else has any."
"Sorry," he said, "but this isn't safe for either of us. Follow me, and I'll dress you up and send you where you want to go." He turned and whispered over his shoulder: "Some day let me hear from you. A man with your nerve " In alarm the naked one with a gesture commanded silence. The library led to the front hall. In this was the coat-room.
"Pretty well done well, yes, I suppose it was: Welly Bry's got his back up and don't mean to let go till he's got the hang of the thing. Of course, there were things here and there things Mrs. Fisher couldn't be expected to see to the champagne wasn't cold, and the coats got mixed in the coat-room. I would have spent more money on the music.
Fred rang for Gridley and told him to have his car brought around to the door. He wanted it to start at once within two minutes. When the butler had departed, Fred, by an inch, again opened the coat-room door. The stranger had draped himself in the underclothes and the shirt, and at the moment was carefully arranging the tie. "Hurry!" commanded Keep. "The car'll be here in a minute.
Them girls is like to do 'most anything to a new girl's duds if you wuz to hang them in the coat-room. Them Ginneys 'll do 'most anything. Wuz you down-stairs when Celie Polatta got into the fight with Rosie?" "I just missed it," she sighed in reply to my affirmative. "I was born unlucky." "Hello, Phoebe! So you've hogged another!" a new voice called across the table, and I put a question.
Some other intelligence conceived the notion for ringing for the car to return: its annunciator buzzed stridently, continuously. Unlatching the lower door, Lanyard threw it back, stepped out, finding the lobby deserted but for a simpering group of coat-room girls, to one of whom he flipped a silver dollar. "Find this lady's wraps be quick!"
You take off your apron, young man, and get your time. I won't have no rough stuff in Feinheimer's." Jimmy shrugged his shoulders and grinned. "Shouldn't I wait to see if I can't do something more for Mr. Murray?" he suggested. "You get out of here!" cried Feinheimer "Get out of here or I'll call the police." Jimmy laughed and took off his apron as he walked back to the servants' coat-room.
And then, to the amazement of Ford, his eyes filled with fear, doubt, and anger. Swiftly, with the movement of a man ducking a blow, he turned and sprang up the stairs and into the coat-room. Ford, bewildered and more conscious of his surroundings, followed him less quickly, and was in consequence only in time to see Ashton, dragging his overcoat behind him, disappear into the court-yard.
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