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Updated: September 25, 2025
There was very little sentiment in the body of Joe Pollard. Slim had always been a disturbing factor in the gang. Why not? He bit his lips thoughtfully. "Dugan," said Terry at length, "curiosity is a very fine quality, and I admire a man who has it. Greatly. Now, you may notice that my gun is in the holster again.
"Mike," he said, "what do ye think? Mebby 'twould do as well t' git a couple of sicond-hand dongolas an' have thim painted up. If they was in purty good shape no wan would know th' difference, an' 'twould make a bit more rake-off fer th' byes, mebby." "Th' same word was on th' ind o' me tongue, Dugan," said Toole, nodding his head slowly.
The starter grew hoarse and inarticulate; sweat streamed down his face as he hurled anathemas at horses and riders. "Keep that Miss Amber back, Dugan! Go through that barrier again and it'll cost you fifty! !!" "I can't do nothing with her!" whined Dugan. "She's crazy; that's what she is!" Through all the turmoil and excitement two horses remained quietly in their positions waiting for the word.
The man in linen exchanged a smile with the man in livery. "You shall see her the first, I cast no doubt, and she shall tell you your duties," answered Dugan. Amphillis sat on the pillion, and meditated on her information as they journeyed on. There was evidently something more to tell, which she was not to be told at present.
Better nail up the windows and lock the doors after you are in. Alderson and Dugan will go with you. You, too, Jimmie. Yeager, you are the best shot. I'll have you stay with me." "Hadn't you better join us and give up the wheelhouse for the present?" The Englishman's eyes flashed. "Surrender my ship to that scum! I'm surprised at you, Jack." "I'm not surprised at you," I grinned.
A man who could hit a glittering thrown stone would undoubtedly be able to hit that stationary button. The thought had elements in it that were decidedly unpleasant. But he had gone too far. He dared not recede now if he wished to hold up his head again among his fellows and fear of death had never yet controlled the actions of Slim Dugan. "I dunno," he remarked carelessly.
In something like a minute more both Dugan and Hecht returned. "I couldn't find Dudley, sir," reported Hecht. "I've looked for him everywhere that he ought to be." "Then find the first officer on duty that you can, and, with my compliments, ask him to report instantly," ordered Admiral Bentley. In barely more than a jiffy a young lieutenant of marine stepped into the room, saluting the admiral.
His elevation from the dump-cart of the street cleaning department to the high office of Keeper of the Water Goats was one that Dugan believed would give general satisfaction. When the goats arrived in Jeffersonville the two heavy crates were hauled to Alderman Toole's back yard to await the opening of the park, and there Mayor Dugan and Goat Keeper Fagan came to inspect them.
To be sure, with the exception of Dugan, their disabled were in worse condition than ours. Morgan had only a scratch, and a day or two of rest would set me right. "Time is fighting for us too, you bet," continued Tom briskly. "We're a unit, and I'll bet they're pulling already every which way. We've got them traveling south, Miss Wallace."
As the maids were in the kitchen or making up the bedrooms, his knock was unheard. Half hidden by the veranda vines, he waited. The car came down the driveway and circled the house to the side farthest from Dugan. There, at the front door, it halted. The Mistress and Lad got out. The Master did not go down to the garage.
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