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to be opened next Spring. Subscriptions invited. Rollo Wrissell: Senior Trustee. Ralph Alloyd: Architect. Dicks & Pato: Builders. The name of Rollo Wrissell seemed familiar to him, and after a few moments' searching he recalled that Rollo Wrissell was one of the trustees and executors of the late Lord Woldo, the other being the widow and the mother of the new Lord Woldo.
But after you've all gone I'll be saying things for new Dicks to write down, and listening to the disillusions and cynicisms and emotions of new Anthonys yes, and talking to new Glorias about the tans of summers yet to come." The firelight flurried up on the hearth. Maury left the window, stirred the blaze with a poker, and dropped a log upon the andirons.
"Gentlemen!" he plead, "there is need o' yer dutchin' out yer dudads right liberal ef ye've enny purtic'lar anticypation an' desire ter git ter Deadwood ter-night. Dick, the Road-Agent, are law an' gospel heerabouts, I spec'late!" "Durned a cent'll I fork!" growled one old fellow, loud enough to be heard. "I ain't afeerd o' all the robber Dicks from here ter Jerusalum."
The other shrugged. "Le's beat it," he whined. "We can't more'n do time fer dis job if we stop now; but de udder'll mean " and he made a suggestive circle with a grimy finger close to his neck. "No it won't nothin' of de kind," urged his companion. "I got it all doped out. We got lots o' time before de dicks are due. We'll croak de skirt, an' den we'll beat it up de road AN' MEET DE DICKS see?"
"What are you," she hissed, "one of these department store Moll Dicks, too?" Quick as a flash Kitty Carr had leaped to her feet and placed herself between them. "No, Annie, no. She was a real friend of mine. No if your own friends had been as loyal as she was to me this would never have happened I should never have been caught again, for I should never have given them a chance to get it on me."
If I bumped him off, or wised up any of the guys to it, and we was caught, we'd get the juice for it even if it was the Gray Seal, wouldn't we? Well, what's the use! If one of you dicks get him, he gets bumped off just the same, only regular, up in the wire parlour at Sing Sing. I ain't looking for that kind of trouble when I can duck it. See?" "Sure," said Lannigan.
I wish the powers that be would send me out there, but it's for them to judge, and if they think I should be of less use as a padre than all the Toms, Dicks, and Harrys they are sending, it's not for me to protest. They may be right. I may be absolutely useless as a chaplain. On the other hand, I may not. They apparently don't intend to give themselves a chance of finding out. Very well.
"What's your trouble, Dick?" asked George, speaking, thought the servant, as if this Dick were the first of all Dicks and all men. "I've got a girl in a cab out there. She's worse beat than I am, George. I want you and Liz to look after her till to-morrow." Bruffin turned to his servant. "Lady Elizabeth is in my study," he said. "Ask her to come to me here."
He was debarred the rude heraldry of a nickname of achievement, and in a camp made up of "Euchre Bills," "Poker Dicks," "Profane Pete," and "Snap-shot Harry," was known vaguely as "him," "Skeesicks," or "that coot."
He strode to and fro, snapping his fingers, revealing his sense of helplessness. "Suppose we sleep on the thing the whole four of us," suggested the short man. "I said sleep, please note! This general show-down has cleared the air up here a whole lot, I'll say! And Wagg has steered away the dicks!
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