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It was a terrible extravagance; much like marrying a sick woman on a salary of ten a week, he reflected; nine-teen minus eleven-fifty left him only seven-fifty for clothes and savings and things and but " I'll take it," he said, hastily. He was frightened at himself, but glad, very glad.
"If there were any backbone in the man he would not be paying me eighty dollars a year on a five-hundred-dollar loan discounted." Hazen grinned at me triumphantly. "I wonder if he will come back," I said. "Besides," Hazen continued, "he lied to me. He told me the eleven-fifty was all he had." "Yes," I agreed. "There is no doubt he lied to you." Hazen had a letter to write and he bent to it.
The rifles were discharged with a simultaneous crash. "Good volley," said Mr. Lawson, who was kneeling, peering through his field-glass; "a bit short, I'm afraid; put your sights up to eleven-fifty." Jack opened the breach of his rifle with a sharp jerk, and drew a long breath.
They inspected the floor; they inspected me; they inspected Hazen Kinch's table, and they rose at last humbly to Hazen Kinch. "Well?" said Hazen. "I lost a dollar," Marshey told him. "I 'lowed I might have dropped it here." Hazen frowned. "You told me eleven-fifty was all you had." "This here dollar wa'n't mine." The money-lender laughed. "Likely! Who would give you a dollar?
Burns," the boy said delightedly, jumping up and shaking hands, "I haven't seen you for ever so long." "I haven't been in Washington more than twenty-two per cent of the time," was the reply "and I'm going away on the eleven-fifty next Tuesday evening. Do you want to come along?" "But " "The Director said, if you wanted to come, I could take you." "Where are we going, Mr. Burns?" "New York."
Hazen took them out of his hand and counted them swiftly. "All right." he said. "Eleven-fifty. I'll give you a receipt. But you mind me, Doan Marshey, you get the rest before the month's out. I've been too slack with you." Marshey, his dull eyes watching Hazen write the receipt, was folding the little pouch and putting it away. Hazen tore off the bit of paper and gave it to him.
The Bureau doesn't officially recognize some of them but sends an inspector to look over the ground, and see if everything was done right. That's what we're going to do in New York." "All right," said Hamilton briefly. "You'll be on that train?" "Yes, Mr. Burns," the boy answered. "Eleven-fifty P.M., Tuesday."
It was half-past ten. There was a train at eleven-fifty. He slowly followed the avenue in the park and turned into the road that led to the station. "Well, what do you say to that?" It was Massiban, or rather Lupin, who appeared out of the wood adjoining the road. "Was it pretty well contrived, or was it not? Is your old friend great on the tight-rope, or is he not?
They don't seem to think no respectable train ought to leave anywhere before eleven-fifty A.M., or arrive after six A.M. We played Ottumwa, Iowa, last night, and here we are jumpin' to Illinois." In surprise Emma McChesney turned at the door for another look at the hair, figure, complexion and kimono. "Oh, you're an actress! Well, if you think mine is a hard life for a woman, why "
"You can't have the whole eleven-fifty," he told her reluctantly, "I can walk one way, to Forty-Eighth Street, but I can't walk both. I'll have to have some car fare. And my office suit has got to be pressed about once every two weeks " "And newspapers!" added Nancy, dolefully. "Seven cents more!" And they both burst into laughter.
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