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The firm is 'Nourse, Lanier and Crothers. And from this night on we propose to do business without any interference from wives. Understand!" He frowned menacingly. "We settled that this afternoon. And the next thing we decided was that Joe packs up this wife of his, whether she happens to like it or not, and takes her over to Paris. See?
"Ah told you Ah'm English!" said the pilot, stepping back and letting Crothers find his corner. Curley was glad enough of a rest on Joe Byng's knee, and too intent on getting back his wind to listen over carefully to Joe's advice. When Joe called "Time" he stepped in readily again; and this time it was Hassan Ah who suffered from surprise.
Curley Crothers was the first to close a round. He put an end to round one at the end of three minutes by missing with a heavy right swing, ducking to avoid terrific punishment, slipping in the yielding sand and falling. "Back with you!" yelled Joe Byng, afraid that the pilot would take liberties and ready to jump in and stop him if need be. But he wasted his excitement.
Crothers come alone. "For I could do nothing, with him around. And I've got to do everything!" she thought as she folded the envelope. In the morning she heard from Joe. When a messenger came with a note, she tore it open and read this: "Please give this man my suit-case and put in what things I need. I shall stay here at the club awhile it will be better all around.
"All right; let's see you swim, English!" jeered the cutter's captain, and the pilot took the water with a splash. "Ah su-ah am English!" he vowed, as he swam for the shore, and he stood by the sea's edge repeating his assertion with a leathery pair of lungs until the cutter had rowed out of ear-shot. "English, is he?" said Joe Byng to Curley Crothers in the fo'castle, not twenty minutes later.
Oh, I can't express it I really can't!" "Oh, yes you can, you've done quite well," said Mrs. Crothers steadily. "And now to narrow this down to Joe, you wanted him to be like that in his work and so in his life with you. Was that it?" "Yes! And he used to be! You must know that!" "Yes I knew that. Your husband and I were once very good friends." "That's it, and I guessed it!" Ethel cried.
Hassan Ah searched in the tattered shirt that he had laid aside, and pulled out a folded piece of paper after a lot of fumbling. He opened it gingerly, and holding one corner of it displayed the rest with evident intention not to allow it out of his grasp. "That says Ah'm English!" he explained. "Oh!" said Crothers, rubbing an injured eye in order to see it better.
"Only Smith Crothers' factory, sir, and and the children." "See here, Sandford; don't you get me mixed with that " he stopped short. At times his ability to converse with Sandy struck even him with wonder. It was when he forgot the poor figure before him, and was held by the expression in the thin face, that he let himself go.
Crothers, the larger of the two and by six brawny inches more phlegmatic, bode his time in silence, so that neither of them spoke a word while they were hustled and cuffed along the street between the unbaked brick hovels. It was not until the reinforced iron door of Adra's one stone building slammed on them that either of them said a word. Then "I'm not a mean man," protested Crothers.
Before the end of the first week Crothers had noticed how lovely Cynthia's shining braids were as they twined around her pretty, bent head. His eyes grew thoughtful as he noted the lines of the softly rounded shoulders and dainty girlish bosom. The little dent in the back of the slim neck was like a dimple and even the small roughened hands were shapely and beautiful.
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