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It was a slender straw, to be sure, but Reynolds grasped at it. "What thing you mean, Tsang? What can I do?" "Two more night' to San Flancisco," said Tsang softly; "one more bet, maybe!" "Oh, I've thought of that. What's the good of throwing good money after bad? No use, I no got chance."
"Don't look at me like that before I've had my coffee." "Maybe you know him in San Flancisco, eh?" "No, no! We never heard of him until last night." "I guess you lie!" She smiled at them wheedlingly, but Boyd reassured her. "No! We don't know him at all." "Then what for you speak his name?" "Miss Malotte told us about him at dinner." "Oh!"
Maybe Saclimento maybe San Flancisco. No got time talkee, now." "Look, the water is up to the top of the old stone pier," said one of the others. "Mammy Kate's 'ghost' would have a hard time haunting it now," I laughed. "He'd be under twenty feet of water." "What ghost?" "Why, the tollkeeper's, of the old bridge. The one who hated the Indians so." "The Bear River tribe?"
As he looked around at the scene, the African and Mongolian sitting attentive while he read the words, "They shall come from the east and the west, and sit down in the kingdom of God," he thought the promise was kept that morning at the ranch. After devotions, Sing surprised them all by saying, "Me Clistian. Me go to mission in Chinatown, San Flancisco. Me say idols no good. Jeso he lub Sing.
That is about the way such changes happen. If by chance you are in the good graces of heathendom, you will be given an involved and fancy reason for the departure. These generally have to do with the mysterious movements of relatives. "My second-uncle, he come on ship to San Flancisco. I got to show him what to do," explains Ah Sing.
"One time I fight plenty much in San Flancisco in Washington stleet. Fight um See Yups." Another half-hour passed. At times when they halted they began to hear the faint murmur of the creek, just beyond which was the broken and crumbling shanty, relic of an old Portuguese whaling-camp, where the beach-combers were camped.
Everything is going smoothly, and you are engaged in congratulating yourself. To you appears Ah Sing. "I go San Flancisco two o'clock tlain," he remarks. And he does.
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