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Englehart was gone for so I still choose to call him for some reasons, although I give my reader credit for still more astuteness than I possessed myself, and believe that he has long ago recognized, through this cloud of mystery and travesty thrown about him, an old acquaintance the child Ernie rose from the bed on which he had lain tremulous and observant, with his small hands clinched, his eyes on fire.
Then, without a word, he handed a new revolver to Thomas Braddock. It was not the small derringer he was wont to carry. Braddock seemed surprised by the boy's readiness. He received the weapon gingerly. A sudden spasm shook his big frame. "Is is it loaded?" he inquired, less lugubrious than he had been before. "No," said Ernie shortly. Braddock's chest swelled suddenly.
"Oh, thunder," he said in a futile attempt to sneer. "Let's say no more about it. It was just fun for me. Besides, David," he continued, meeting the other's gaze fairly, "you stood by Ernie that day. Don't forget that, kid. You didn't have to, you know." "You chaps can settle all this some other time," said Joey sharply. "Wot we want to get at now is this: Wot's to be done next?
I'll be in room five until twelve o'clock to-night. Any time after eight he will find me there alone. You know where he lives; go and find him. Then make sure that Braddock is at Dick Cronk's room. That's all." At half-past eight o'clock that evening Ernie Cronk stole up the stairway in the rear of Broads's saloon.
We got to stay here and tell 'em what Ernie said to us in there. It's the only way. We'll do time for it, but what's the dif? Dick was doin' more for Ernie. We're sure to get off light, when it all comes out." They drew back into the passage and waited for the police to come. An hour went by, and not one faltered.
In the next moment, I heard the key turned, and the outlet bolt drawn, and the growl of the surly sable watch-dog without, who, in Mrs. Raymond's absence, officiated as our jailer and Cerberus. It was early evening when Dinah returned, for she brought to us but two meals at this season, the necessary food for Ernie being always ready in a closet. She came ushered in, as usual, by Mrs.
I want to let him in on anything good that comes my way." "I see. You are willing to divide with him, so you are going to let him in on condition that he will do all the dirty work while you sit back and boss the job. I see. You are a great financier, Ernie." "You ought to see my new flat over in Eighth Street," said Ernie proudly, quite taken in by the Colonel's none too gentle sarcasm.
"Tha's tha's because you have 'spischus nashur'," protests Ernie. "Merely few glasshes. You know bubblesh in stem." "Champagne, eh?" says I. "Then it was a reg'lar party? Ernie, I am surprised at you." "You you ain't half so shurprised as as I am myshelf," says he, chucklin'. "Tha's what I told Louishe."
The Iron-jawed woman substituted the black cat charm, while Mademoiselle Denise held out for the virtues of occasional encounters with Ernie Cronk, the hunchback, whose hump he must have touched surreptitiously, no doubt. Only Joey and Ruby and Casey looked wise and said nothing. Dick was the luck-piece that brought it all about.
It may be the last you'll get!" is the only apology which Ernie offers. Presently our vehicle bumps across a nubbly bridge, and enters what was once a fair city. It is a walled city, like Chester, and is separated from the surrounding country by a moat as wide as the upper Thames. In days gone by those ramparts and that moat could have held an army at bay and probably did, more than once.
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