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What is the matter with trying the Transportation Company? I know the manager well. The very thing! Try the Transportation Company!" "How should I go about it?" said Cameron. "I mean to say just what position should I apply for?" "Position!" shouted Denman. "Why, general manager would be good!" Then, noting the flush in Cameron's face, he added quickly, "Pardon me!
Plying the young man with liquor, Cantor had persuaded the young man, when unconscious of what he was doing, to forge a banker's name to two checks, which Cantor had persuaded an acquaintance of his to cash. Of course the checks had been refused payment at the bank, but the man who had cashed them had disappeared. Cantor had offered to save young Tom Denman.
When they struck the water, the falls were instantly let go; and, as the boats drifted astern, the tackles unrove their long length from the blocks, and were hauled on board again. Forsythe stopped the engines, and then backed toward the drifting boats. As the destroyer passed the stern of the giant steamer, a shout rang out; but only Denman heard it above the buzzing of voices.
Denman, who was the other counsel employed, had just sent to the attorneys to demand ONE HUNDRED POUNDS as his fee, before he went into Court, declaring, that he would not stir a peg till he received it. I knew nothing of this fellow at the time, and as the attorneys, particularly Mr.
Forsythe uttered no sound, and when the light had gone out of his eyes, Denman groped for him, and found him, just beginning to move. He groaned and sat up. "No, you don't," said Denman, grimly. "Fair play is wasted on you, so back you go to the Land of Nod."
"Well, speak out." "Clear out, boys; you know what business you have on hand; get down to work, and if you fail, I'll meet you at Rigby's later on." The men moved away, the detective going with them; and a few moments later Renie, Denman, and the old smuggler were alone. "Renie," said Denman, "haven't we always treated you well?"
"This is going to do somebody no good," I said. "What do you get for slugging a Serene Highness? I wonder if they'll catch the fellow?" "'Later," read old Marshall, "'the pedestrian who discovered His Serene Highness proves to have been Mr. Denman Sturgis, the eminent private investigator. Mr.
Denman, lying prone with a small pool of blood near his head, was next examined, and pronounced alive he was breathing, but dazed and shocked; for a large-caliber bullet glancing upon the skull has somewhat the same effect as the blow of a cudgel. He opened his eyes as the men examined them, and dimly heard what they said.
"I should like to see his exchanges too," I cried, rising to the occasion. "I may have some of mine in my pocket-book, and we might trade." Half an hour later Mr. Denman arrived himself with a most unconscionable volume under his arm. "Ah, sir," he cried, "when I 'eard you was a collector I dropped all. It's a saying of mine, Mr. Dodsley, that collecting stamps makes all collectors kin.
Billings was doing most of the talking, in a high-pitched, querulous tone, and Daniels answered only by grunts and low-pitched monosyllables. "Gigantia ten to-morrow five million," were a few of the words and phrases Denman caught; and at last he heard the concluding words of the talk. "Dry up," said Daniels, loudly and threateningly.
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