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Updated: June 12, 2025


But I never took none of his money, Mis' Squeerington; it was mine!" His lips began to tremble. "The cop won't get you, Chick," said Miss Lady, now on her knees beside him, coaxing out each statement, and trying to keep down her excitement. "Tell me, quick! How do you know about the shooting?" "'Cause," said Chick fearfully, "I I seen it!"

Nance put down the bucket and looked up at him with a fine air of unconcern. "Don't know and don't keer!" she said. "Where was you hidin' at, when the fight was goin' on?" "Getting my lessons. Did the cop pinch the Clarke guy?" "You betcher," said Nance. "You orter seen the way he took on! Begged to beat the band. Me and Danny never. Me and him "

And as you can't get away from seeing and talking to women unless you go and live in a cave well, about once every two weeks or oftener I'd like to chuck every lawbook I have out of the window on the head of the nearest cop go across again and get some sort of a worthless job I speak good enough French to do it if I wanted and go to hell like a gentleman without having to worry about it any longer.

"And that must be the pool hall where the Leopards hang out." "You know this place?" He nodded. "I know a man named Walter Hutner. He and I went to school together, until he dropped out, couple weeks ago. He quit college to go to the Police Academy. He wanted to be a cop." I looked at him. "You're going to college?" "Sure, Mr. Van Pelt.

I arrived at the Canoes about Sunset, the tides was Comeing in I thought it a favourable time to go on to the fort at which place we arrived at 10 oClock P M, found Several inidians of the Cath'-lah-mah nation the great Chief Shahhar-wah cop who reside not far above us on the South Side of the Columbia River, this is the first time I have Seen the Chief, he was hunting when we passed his village on our way to this place, we gave him a medal of the Smallest Size, he presented me with a basquet of Wappato, in return for which I gave him a fish hook of a large Size and Some wire, those people Speak the Same language with the Chinnooks and Clatsops, whome they all resemble in Dress, Custom, manners &c. they brought Some Dried Salmon, Wappato, Dogs, and mats made of rushes & flags to barter; their Dogs and part of their wappato they disposed of, and remained in their Camp near the fort all night.

"What's eatin' youse? Aw, it's a shame not to. Come along, you boss! Say, what's doin'? Why ain't youse sittin' in at de game? Oh, you boss!" Whatever reply Jimmy might have made to this impassioned appeal was checked by a sudden bang on the door. Almost simultaneously, the handle turned. "Gee!" cried Spike. "It's de cop!" Jimmy smiled pleasantly. "Come in, Mr. McEachern," he said, "come in.

Piet Dumont, the Mallorysport chief of police, might have been a good cop once, but for as long as Gus Brannhard had known him, he had been what he was now an empty shell of unsupported arrogance, with a sagging waistline and a puffy face that tried to look tough and only succeeded in looking unpleasant.

"They ain't no cop down here, Joe. We done sent him home. He's gone, Joe, honest he has. You know me, Joe. I wouldn't tell you no lie!" Now the figure up there stirred. A small bare foot felt down and reached uncertainly, as if blown about by the wind, for a lower branch; a small hand that had clung to a glass of milk now clung to a limb above his head.

"I gather that you fully understand your position," said Sunday. "You bet," answered the Pole. "I see it's a fair cop. All I say is, I don't believe any Pole could have imitated my accent like I did his." "I concede the point," said Sunday. "I believe your own accent to be inimitable, though I shall practise it in my bath. Do you mind leaving your beard with your card?"

"I was still there in the back hall when a cop come and asked me a lot of questions, and then that man " she pointed to Captain Strawn, " said I could go and lay down. He helped me down the basement stairs." Dundee tapped his teeth with the long pencil he had kept so busy that evening tapped them long and thoughtfully.

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