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"I can trust you," she said, and fell softly back upon the pillow. "You had better go for Dr. Farnham," whispered Mrs. Gannon in my ear, with an ominous shake of her head. And though I felt it to be futile, I hastened to comply. But Dr. Farnham was out, attending to a very urgent case, I was told; and so, to my growing astonishment and dismay, were Dr. Spaulding and Dr. Perry.
After a while I was dressed and carried in a chair to a waiting automobile, laid on the back seat and driven into Washington to the jail hospital. Previous to the feeding I had been forcibly examined by Dr. Gannon, I protesting that I wished a woman physician. Of this experience, Miss Burns wrote on tiny scraps of paper: WEDNESDAY, 12 m. Yesterday afternoon at about four or five, Mrs.
"My master and I come to France I was tomestic master of mein Austrian marechal Austrian with de gelt in family. Master always roving, always gay, joint regiment at Montreau. Montreau, oh, mein Gott, great, great pattle many sleep no more but in death. Napoleon coom poum, poum go gannon. Prusse, Austrian, Rousse all disturb. I, too, much disturb.
"Oh, well, never mind that," went on Russ. "Maybe I can ask him again, though," said Laddie, brightening up. "We can have daddy take us there, and I can ask him then." "What would daddy want to take us there for?" asked Russ. "To see the old coat. Maybe Mr. Gannon has another, and that has the papers in." "I don't guess so," answered Russ. "Gid-dap, Zip."
Lewis and I were asked to go to the operating room. Went there and found our clothes. Told we were to go to Washington. No reason as usual. When we were dressed, Dr. Gannon appeared, and said he wished to examine us. Both refused. Were dragged through halls by force, our clothing partly removed by force, and we were examined, heart tested, blood pressure and pulse taken.
But when he told the clerk in his office to give the coat to you there were some papers in one of the pockets and " "Real estate papers," broke in Laddie, remembering this part. "Yes, real estate papers," said Russ. "They were in the pocket of the old, ragged coat, and my daddy would like awful much to get 'em back. Have you got the coat?" Mr. Gannon did not speak for a moment or two.
"Well," said the master of the house, "I was going tomorrow to look for a man to mind my cows. If you'll work for me, you'll have a good place, the best food a man could have to eat in this world, and a soft bed to lie on." The Shee an Gannon took service, and ate his supper.
Gannon promising to do all that was necessary, even if she were obliged to take a later train than she had expected to. Dr. Farnham was in the parlor waiting for me, and uttered a grunt of satisfaction as he saw me enter, fully equipped. "Come; this is business," he said, and led the way at once to his carriage. We did not speak for the first block.
"I know how to cut down trees and all that sort of thing." "And you have red hair," added Russ. "Yes, you're right, I have got red hair," and the lumberman ran his fingers through it as though to pull out some and make sure it had not changed color. "Is your name Mike Gannon?" asked Russ. "That's my name, little Bunker I don't know your first name."
"And then," said the Gruagach, "he is the only man in the whole world I have ever told why I stopped laughing, and the only one who has ever seen my fleece of wool." When the king of Erin heard what the Gruagach said, and saw the tongues of the giant fitted in the head, he made the Shee an Gannon kneel down by his daughter, and they were married on the spot.
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