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Doubleday says he thinks he did it because I am a bit of a fool, and he wants the pleasure of seeing me in a mess over the account." Jack laughed. "Doubleday is always flattering somebody," said he. "Never mind; it may be only fancy on my part after all." Jack wanted to get to his books that evening, but I dissuaded him. "It can do no good," said I, "and it may just muddle you for to-morrow.
He was supposed to own this branch line and the mines, but she hinted strongly that his creditors had got everything there was of the railroad but the rust, and would sometime get that. Kate wished her new acquaintance had been less candid. Doubleday drove the two women down from the ranch.
In the midst of the confusion caused by this accident, it occurred to me we might as well begin supper; so I called the company to attention. "We may as well begin," I said, "there's no one else to wait for. Will you take that end, Doubleday?" "I'm game," said Doubleday. "Now then, you fellows, tumble into your seats, do you hear? We're jist a-going to begin, as the conjurer says.
He had begun by pouring cream into it, but the cream refused to assimilate and only made the mixture look less inviting. "I'm glad I met you today," he said, while she was getting her breath. "Looks lonesome around here. Not much doing at the mines, is there?" "Not a great deal," she answered coldly. "How about Barb Doubleday is he up at the mines, or here?"
This series of stories by Doubleday has helped us a good deal, and my contention is, if we can keep financially right by help of this kind, why not make a little sacrifice for the sake of raising our political tone? Runcorn won't see it; he listens eagerly to Kenyon's assurance that we might sell several thousand more by striking the true pot-house note. 'Then pitch the thing over!
After much parley and protestations of peaceful intent, provided they were treated fair, Doubleday and Van Horn were allowed to ride up to the rock, but not to dismount. "Now," suggested Lefever to the two, "talk just plain business." "Right you have it, John," returned Van Horn briskly. "The rustlers have got to go. We're looking for Abe Hawk.
Laramie demanded in turn, looking from Van Horn to Doubleday and to Lefever. "Who wants Hawk?" "Jim, we're cleaning up the rustlers," said Van Horn. "Things have got so bad it had to be done. We want Hawk. We've got Gorman and Henry. Now, if it's a fair question, is Abe here?" "He's not." "Not in your shack?" "No." "Are you willing we should search it?" "Search hell!
After they got back to the Junction the totally unexpected happened. They dismounted and she went into the lunch room. Her victim pursued an examination of Dick's leg. An early supper was being served in the dining-room to a freight train crew. Two of the Doubleday cowboys from the ranch came into the lunch-room from the front door.
It's not at all improbable that Ford and his cargo of cranks, if they get across the ocean, may strike a German mine in the North Sea. Then they'll die happy, as martyrs; and the rest of us will live happy, and it'll be a Merry Christmas for everybody. Our love to Mrs. House. Always heartily yours, To Frank N. Doubleday and Others London, Christmas, 1915. DEAR D.P. & Co.
The very impudence of Laramie's move had taken Doubleday by surprise and Laramie was hurling angry words at him before Lefever had intervened: "Hold on, Doubleday," Laramie said bluntly, "you can't put your abuse all over me first and then run away with it. You'll hear what I've got to say. I rode this range before you ever saw it; I'll ride this range when you're gone.
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