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"Apprehended on suspicion of stealing that gold chain and seals which you wear so ostentatiously." "By goles, but you're a clever fellow," said Darvil, involuntarily; "you know human natur." The banker smiled: strange to say, he was pleased with the compliment.
"There's the sun coming over the sand-hill now," said Jan. She turned to look shoreward. The bartender, counting and chuckling over his money, felt a hand shaking the tip of his sleeve. It was the Finn woman. She pointed a finger toward Goles. The bartender saw Goles's hand come out of his bosom with a revolver.
The story-telling group from the barroom came as one man. The glass of the window over their heads had been showered on to their table. The bartender stopped only to empty his cash register, stuff the money in his pocket, and get into a great coat; then he came running out too. Bottles and glasses were breaking behind him as he ran. "Come," said Jan. Goles followed.
"Poor woman!" muttered Jan, and absent-mindedly drank his ginger ale. The boy was still there. "Where is Mrs. Goles now?" asked Jan. The boy jerked his head. "Out there on the back stairs." Jan stood up. "Here!" He handed the boy a quarter. "A wonder a boy like you hangs out round here!" "I run Mrs. Goles's errands. I been runnin' 'em since I was a kid. My mother used to work for her mother.
What wuz their deepest joy and keenest pain? What goles did they see ahead on 'em, and did they ever set down on them goles? I can't tell nor Josiah can't. A hundred years ago one moulderin' old head-stun leaned over the grave of one of that company. Wuz it a glad or a sad heart that rested there in that ancient grave?
He had already given the two men a drink each and the Finn woman and Mrs. Goles two swallows of it during the night; and almost half the brandy was now gone. Goles put the flask to his lips. The bartender stopped counting his silver to watch him; and, seeing it go, he called out: "Say there, Bill, just leave a taste of that, will you?" Goles drank it to the last drop.
June 6. Frankenstein is entertaining for once considerable art in the man that plays the Monster, to whom he gave great effect. Cooper is his name; played excellently in the farce too, as a sailor a more natural one, I think, than my old friend Jack Bannister, though he has not quite Jack's richness of humour. I had seven proof-sheets to correct this morning, by Goles. June 7.
"So long as we're safe," said Goles slowly, "you're going to get yours and get it now, you " Jan was looking at the shore, but Mrs. Goles had turned with the first word and thrown herself toward Goles as he fired. Mrs. Goles fell before the bullet.
The Tinker stood resplendent in brass-buttoned coat of bottle green which, if a little threadbare at the seams, made up for this by the astonishing size and sheen of its buttons. "By Goles, Peregrine, it's past twelve o'clock already!" he ejaculated. "They ought to be here soon and "
Goles, "and from there, when you're well, we'll go home to my mother. But," he added gravely, "we will go by train." She smiled weakly at him. "I could go without a train on my hands and knees I could crawl to the mother of you! You don't know it, but when I was growing up it was a man like you I always used to dream about. And I'm not sure I'm not dreaming now!"
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