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That car had also been pulled up; within it Allerdyke saw a woman, closely wrapped in furs. "What is it, Gaffney?" he asked, letting down his own window and leaning out. "Wants to know which is the best way to get across the Ouse, sir," answered Gaffney. "I tell him there's two ferries close by one at Booh, the other at Langrick but there'll be nobody to work them at this hour.
He went down to the office, made full and precise arrangements about Gaffney, who was to be given a room close to his own, left some instructions as to what was to be done with him on arrival, and then, hands in pockets, strolled out into Aldwych and walked towards the Strand, his eyes bent on the ground as if he strove to find in those hard pavements some solution of all these difficulties.
Think of Gaffney herding sheep out in Nevada; of Iringer in the asylum; of Howison " "Admirable! admirable!" he interrupted sarcastically. "The only fault I have to find with your harangue is that you've misconceived my meaning entirely. But I needn't enlighten you. Good morning, Miss Olden good-by." He turned to his desk and pulled out some papers.
It is not the contemplation of their nobler qualities, but their weaknesses, that puts us on easy terms with our fellow-men. Breakfast promised to last a long time. Gaffney, with the adaptability of the trooper of years of service on the frontier, had been worming something of their visitors' story out of them. The average Indian never wants to tell his name, but gets a friend to give it for him.
Trooper Gaffney was the household cook for the time being, and a good one. The coffee was excellent, despite the fact that Gaffney could get no cream, and condensed milk was the only substitute obtainable. The steak was juicy and tender, as the finest of the contractor's beef was sure to go to the agency itself, and Gaffney's soda biscuits were enticing, whatsoever might be the after-effect.
It's a most unfortunate thing that Albert Gaffney was stopped from following that cab, last night I've no opinion, Mr. Allerdyke, of your amateur detective as a rule, but from Mr. Appleyard's account of him, this one seems to have done very well. If we only knew where those two went " Appleyard presently came back from the telephone with a face alive with fresh news.
Queer thing, eh, for anybody to motor across from Hull to catch a Great Northern express on the main line!" "Mayn't be any trains out of Hull during the night, sir," answered Gaffney, taking a handful of sandwiches. "They'll get one at York, anyway. Want to reach Hull at any particular time, sir?" "No," answered Allerdyke. "Go along as you've come.
I can't tell how much it will cost, you tell your brother, until I find out what the hospital will charge me." On their way home, Brother and Sister met Mickey Gaffney. They had not seen him since he played school with them, and the sight of him at once suggested something to Brother. "Say, Nellie Yarrow says you're going to be in the first grade at school this term," he said to Mickey.
Once outside the death-chamber, Allerdyke asked the manager to give him a bedroom with a sitting-room attached to it, and to put Gaffney in another room close by he should be obliged, he said, to stay at the hotel until the inquest was over and arrangements had been made for his cousin's funeral.
I should say about four hours." "Plenty of petrol in the car?" asked Allerdyke, turning down the platform. "There is? What time did you have your supper?" "Ten o'clock, sir," answered Gaffney, with promptitude. "Bring the car round to the hotel door in the station yard," commanded Allerdyke. "You'll find a couple of Thermos flasks in the locker bring them into the hotel lounge bar."
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