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"If I knew what happens after a man dies I could act intelligently." He shot an ugly look at Graylock: "I don't know about you, either. You're a rat. But you might fool me at that. You might be repentant. And in that case you'd get away if it's true that the eleventh hour is not too late.... If it's true that Christ is merciful.... So I'll take no chances of a getaway.
Pinkie halted suddenly, and, bending down, lifted up what was evidently a half section of the folding trapdoor to a cellar entrance. "There's only a few of us regulars wise to this," whispered Pinkie. "Watch yourself! There's five steps. Count 'em, so's you won't trip. Keep hold of me all the way. An' nix on the noise, or we won't get away with it inside. Leave the trap open, Pug, for our getaway.
A little sigh for the death of a day, a sob for the beauty of that death, and a hope and ecstasy for the new day yet unborn all of that on a little throbbing mouth organ. "Getaway," cried Marylin, and sat up, spilling sand, "that's it! That's what I meant a while ago. Hear? It can't be talked. That's it on the mouth organ!" "It?" "It! Yes, like I said.
Doc Madison shook his head. "Nothing doing!" he returned. "There's no getaway. It's safe so safe that there's nothing to it. We don't guarantee anything, and there's no entrance fee to the pavilion all contributions are strictly voluntary." "That's all right," said Helena. "But of course we can't really cure them.
He came to my cell and offered me my life if I would knife Culvera in the back. I couldn't see the proposition. But I got a chance, knocked him down, tied him up, and slipped out in his serape. Then I made my getaway on the horse he had left for me in case I came through with the knifing." Instantly Culvera knew the story to be true.
And the jails are full of halfway criminal geniuses, too. But don't overlook the advantages of an eat-proof cake. It might come in handy to throw at the guards during the getaway." The young people laughed, too, then Barby sobered suddenly. "Rick, could you really put one of those things in my hair?" He had an image of the gadget in his mind, and he knew it would work. "Sure, Sis. Why?"
I didn't tell her, and me thinking I did." "What, Getaway, what?" "Why, I'm not working there any more. Why, Gawalmighty couldn't have pleased that old screwdriver. He was so tight the dimes in his pocket used to mildew from laying. He got sore as a pup at me one day just because I " "Getaway, you never told me you lost that job that I got for you out of the newspaper!"
Philip stood close to him, a smoking .38 in his hand, while Mendoza, clutching at his chair for support, sank slowly to the ground. Close to the boy's ear spoke Steve. "Beat it. Make your getaway through that door. Meet me at Johanson's corral." The boy plunged through the doorway into the darkness outside. Toward the exit after him backed the cowpuncher.
I'm a dead one, a he-granny cutting silo for lady-worms and drynursing their interesting little babies. My God! Me!" And he threw his hands above his head with a gesture of rage and despair. "Hanging on here like a boob no wonder they think I'm dead! If I could just make a getaway and pull off one more good job and land enough " "You couldn't keep it, if you did land it your sort can't.
"Dollars to dumplings," Frank exclaimed, "that the funny chap we met in the old mud house at Taku has a room in that shack." "He might have been hiding there," Ned said. "An' that old stiff signaled to him to make his getaway?" asked the little fellow. "Looks like it," Ned replied. "Huh!" Jack objected.
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