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Gibbs was desirous of learning all about the events of that day when Dick put the packet on the shelf in the vault. Evidently the cashier had not yet been able to distinctly recall every little incident that had happened on that occasion, and Mr. Gibbs laid particular stress upon the fact that besides Mr.
R. Joseph Gibbs finished his half-pint in the private bar of the Red Lion with the slowness of a man unable to see where the next was coming from, and, placing the mug on the counter, filled his pipe from a small paper of tobacco and shook his head slowly at his companions. "First I've 'ad since ten o'clock this morning," he said, in a hard voice. "Cheer up," said Mr. George Brown.
"Howdy," returned the young woman, coolly, quickening her pace. "You needn't t' be in such a powerful hurry," growled Wash. "If you've got time t' talk t' that old cuss at th' ranch, you sure got time t' talk t' me." Sammy turned angrily. "You'd better get back on your mule, and go about your business, Wash Gibbs. When I want you to walk with me, I'll let you know."
"How many sleeps?" inquired Gibbs, meaning to ask how many days' journey it was. Kuiktuk held up the fingers of one hand. "He says its a five days' 'mush' from here," interpreted Gibbs. "Will you go with us to the place?" from Dunbar. "Me want cow-cow ameluktuk," mumbled the medicine man slowly.
"And keep your word, too! That's where you'll find her." P. Gibbs picked up the paper. "What do you mean?" he asked. "That woman's name there. It's the name of my widow; the address, too, of a photograph man who will tell you where she is. Get the money to her quick, before the governor and the troops comes down on you to close you up. And don't let her know how it comes about.
Gibbs's desire could be accomplished by sinking into the water in which they now lay and sailing under the icebergs to the lake, but Mr. Gibbs did not favor this. He was afraid to go under the icebergs.
When he got back to the bank Dick was just settling down to some work he wished to get through with before noon when he saw the bookkeeper staring at the door as if he had seen a ghost; and looking up the boy discovered a familiar figure crossing over in the direction of Mr. Gibbs' private room. It was the supposed bank examiner!
Gibbs, staring still more widely, and slowly retreating 'and he never lettin' me post a letter since he came here not once no confidence nowhere and I'm sure I have been his good friend! Phoebe moved towards the staircase. 'Is Mr. Fenwick's room on the first floor or the second? Lost in protesting wonder, Mrs. Gibbs wheezily mounted the stairs far enough to point to the door of Fenwick's room.
Mounting another, he again headed the 44th, when a second ball took effect more fatally, and he dropped lifeless into the arms of his aide-de-camp. Nor were Generals Gibbs and Keane inactive. Riding through the ranks, they strove by all means to encourage the assailants and recall the fugitives; till at length both were wounded, and borne off the field. All was now confusion and dismay.
"I'll give him six months, not longer, to go on the way he's been going," said John M. Gibbs, with a vicious snap of his teeth. "Does the 'Clarion' really intend to publish anything about an epidemic?" asked Stickler, of the Hotel Stickler. "Nothing is decided yet, so far as I know. But I may safely say that there's a probability of their getting up some kind of a sensational story."
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