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One of my new boys Isaacs, you know him was out checking up after you, and the dopes seem to like you." Gordon had wondered why Izzy had been pulled off the beat. As he turned to leave, the captain held up a hand. "Special meeting tomorrow. We gotta see about getting out a good vote. Election only three weeks away." Gordon went home.
"I am inclined to believe that," says he; "but what about the other person? Is he a friend of yours?" "Sure," says I. "And he's on the level too." "He's Prentice Owens, is he?" says he. "Nah," says I. "He's Mr. Belmont Pepper, he is, president of the Glory Be Mining Company. Why, I used to work for him! That aggregation of female dopes is full of prunes. Mr. Pepper's no crook."
I'd spent three years in Germany with an American family, taking care of the children. Honest for once. “That was luck for you,” says Tessie. “That was sure luck for me,” says I—honest again. Wherever Lena works there floats conversation for a radius of three tables. The subject matter is ever the same—“dopes.” “Is he big?... Gee!
"'Cause I'm in and they're out," says I. "Anyway, they're a lot of dopes, and a man like you wants a live one around. That's me. Where do I begin?" And I chucks the sign into a waste basket and hangs my cap on a hook. Now, that ain't any system you can follow reg'lar. I don't often do it that way, 'cause I ain't any fonder of bein' thrown through a door than the next one.
Similarly a shameful position, such as that of the prostitute or the chronic criminal, is "relieved" by alcohol and drugs, so that the majority of these types of unfortunates are either drunkards or "dopes." Too often have reformers reversed the relationship, believing that alcohol caused prostitution and crime.
But while this was true, I take a certain degree of pride in saying that among all the absurd measures to which I have resorted, I never made a practice of taking dopes and cure-alls. There are depths to which a self-respecting neurasthenic will not stoop. One of these is taking patent medicines and nostrums.
"Maude. Chesapeake Maude. She's Pap Shaunbaum's piece. Quite a girl. She's only been along since we quit here last spring. Pap's crazy on her. Folks say he dopes out thousands a week on her. He brought her from the East on a specially chartered vessel he had fitted up to suit her fancy. They figger he's raised his pool here by fifty per cent since she came."
“Say now,” say I to Lena, “and what would a girl be doin' with jus' one dope?” “You said it!” says Lena. At which follows a discussion on dopes, ending by Lena's promising never to vamp my dope if I won't vamp hers. “Where'd ya work last?” asks Lena. One thing the first day taught me.
Stanford Beale pushed back the microscope and seated himself on the edge of the bench. "You addressed me as Bridgers," he said, "you will find Mr. Bridgers in a room behind that stack of boxes. The fact is he surprised me spying and was all for shooting me up, but I induced him to come into my private office, so to speak, and the rest was easy he dopes, doesn't he? He hadn't the strength of a rat.
As I dopes it out I ought to make quite a hit, presenting Vee with something she's been wantin' a long time. Almost as though I'd had it raised special for her, and had been keepin' it secret for months. Looked like I was due to acquire merit in the domestic circle, great gobs of it. "Hey, Vee!" I sings out, as soon as I've opened the livin' room door. "Come see what I've brought you."
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