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To the brewery they quickly went. The wily proprietor denied having seen the fugitives, and feigned excessive emotion when informed of their inhuman deeds. "In what direction would you advise us to search, Mr. Glutter?" said Edward. "O, you had better strike off among the bluffs. They could hardly take the river by daylight without being discovered.
Glutter, I have about made up my mind that you have got your share of my hard earnings this year, I guess I'll pay up my debts and keep clear of the brewery, and see how I'll come out about this time next spring." "Why, I thought you were doing well enough, Wycoff," said Hank, uneasily. "I'm sure your bill at the brewery is not large, considering." "O, I don't complain of the charges, Mr. Glutter.
Glutter, why didn't you tell me before?" said Edward smiling in spite of the sad errand that had brought him there, "all this time you have needlessly tormented yourself." "How so, Mr. Sherman?" "Why, Dr. DeWolf swallows a portion of that fourth proof every day. I have no doubt it was he who paid you the visit. I am certain that he knows something about the murder of Mrs.
On the present occasion he was mounted upon his favorite horse Black Hawk, and, having overtaken Hank Glutter, the two men were engaged in a conversation which we will here transcribe. "How are you, Wycoff? Bound for the brewery this fine day?" "Why no, Mr.
Wycoff mounted upon Black Hawk and apparently in good humor with himself and all the world. He evidently did not wish to remember the unpleasant scene of the previous day, for he partly halted as he came up to Hank, and said pleasantly, "What luck to-day, Mr. Glutter?"
The day was hot and the lager of the finest quality, so before he left, he drank several glasses more, and while thus engaged, confided to his entertainer the whole story of his adventure with Bloody Jim. "But what became of the men who were shot," said Hank, burning with impatience to learn the fate of his accomplices. "O, we left the dead to bury their dead, Mr. Glutter.
"Well, Charley, we will talk about it again bye and bye," said the old lady, soothingly. "But there's Mr. Glutter, now, grandma," said the boy springing to the door, "do let me tell him that I will go, do grandma," he begged with painful earnestness. "Do as your grandma think's best, and you will not be sorry," said Little Wolf in an undertone as Hank approached the door.
Glutter," said she, interrupting him, "have you forgotten your conduct to me the last time we met?" and a burning spot came to her cheeks, and scathing words dropped from her lips. "You know too well, sir, that my home is desolate, my heart is broken, and my husband is murdered, all through the influence of your cursed business. I thought I would treat you politely, Mr. Glutter, but I cannot.
But suddenly her eye fell upon a form at the opposite side of the bed. It was Hank Glutter. She was pale before, but at sight of him she became absolutely ghastly. Slowly she arose to her feet and went around to where he stood. "Mr. Glutter," said she solemly, raising her hand, as if to pronounce upon him some dreadful anathema.
DeWolf wants you to fill this flask with brandy," said Sorrel Top entering the saloon of the former, about an hour after Edward had left the latter to repose. "Certainly," said Hank, with a bland smile. "Allow me to speak with you a moment, Mr. Glutter," said Edward Sherman, hastily leaving his seat near a billiard table, where he was watching the progress of a game, and taking Hank aside.
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