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Maybe it's swimmin' in the water he is!" The whole party had followed the search, and at this speech of the chief's our nervous tension became suddenly relaxed. Most of us sat down to laugh. "I'm asking no questions, Mr. Crocker, yell take notice," he remarked, his voice full of reproachful meaning. "McCann," said I, "you come outside. I want to speak to you." He followed me out.
"The only trouble is, Jim," he said, peering at himself in the glass, "shan't I scare the boy to death directly he sees me? Oughtn't I to give him some sort of warning?" "How? Do you suggest sending him a formal note?" Mr. Crocker surveyed his repellent features doubtfully. "It's a good deal to spring on a kid at one in the morning," he said. "Suppose he has a fit!"
I'm told off 't watch a gang of crooks, and after I've lost a night's sleep doing it, it turns out 't's a nice, jolly fam'ly party!" She jerked her thumb towards Jimmy. "Say, this guy says he's that guy's son. I s'pose it's all right?" "That is my step-son, James Crocker." Ann uttered a little cry, but it was lost in Miss Trimble's stupendous snort. The detective turned to the window.
"I think I shall do a bit more walking to-night," he said; "I feel very fit. Don't you really mean to come any further with me, Bird?" And there was anxiety in his voice, as though Shelton were in danger of missing something good. The latter's feet had instantly begun to ache and burn. "No!"? he said; "you know what I'm staying here for." Crocker nodded. "She lives near here.
Her admiration for his lordship was intense, and she trusted him utterly. The only doubt that occurred to her was whether, with the best intentions in the world, he would be able unassisted to foil a pair of schemers so distant from each other geographically as the man who called himself Jimmy Crocker and the man who had called himself Skinner.
Exactly at ten o'clock he entered the room, hung his hat up on the accustomed peg, and took his seat on the accustomed chair before any one spoke a word to him. Roden on the opposite seat took no notice of him. "Bedad, he's here anyhow this morning," whispered Geraghty to Bobbin, very audibly. "Mr. Crocker," said Mr. Jerningham, "you were absent throughout the entire day yesterday.
The minds of the senior clerks were terribly moved, and the young men were agitated by a delicious awe. Crocker was felt to be abominable; but heroic also, and original. It might be that a new opening for great things had been invented.
At that moment the fox broke, the hounds were away, and Mr. Amblethwaite was seen rushing down the hill-side, as though determined on breaking his neck. Lord Hampstead rushed after him at a pace which, for a time, defied Mr. Crocker. He became thoroughly ashamed of himself in even attempting to make the man understand that he was sinning against good taste.
"Wall," Crocker decided impassively, "I guess that gives you the draw, Jedge; we throw fer high in Garotte sometimes," he went on, turning as if to explain to Hitchcock, but with insult in his voice, and then, "After you, Jedge!" Rablay passed through the crowd into the next room. There, on a table, was a small heap covered with a cloak.
He had very little help in the East, but at last four men of Sacramento, Leland Stanford, C.P. Huntington, Mark Hopkins, and Charles Crocker, took an interest in Judah's plans, and in '61 the Central Pacific Railroad Company was formed. Mr.
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