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I designed it myself for you and I had a pretty bad time getting it made." He stepped to one side. "Hits you pretty well under the knees, doesn't it? Yes, it's deeper than most." "A perfect fit, father, and mighty thoughtful of you." "H-m," rumbled John Woodbury, and looked about like one who has forgotten something. "What about a glass of Scotch?"
"We've got a half-way medicine man on the ship now a fellow who has doctored the crew for years and kept 'em pretty healthy. So I guess a surgeon will about fill our bill." "H-m, I know these ship's doctors, Mr. Merrick, and I wouldn't care to have you and your nieces trust your lives to one, in case you become ill. Believe me, a good physician is as necessary to you as a good surgeon.
Seeking to find Miss Grey in the library, we found ourselves in the handsome, all-wood-paneled dining-room. It still showed evidences of the late banquet of the night before. Craig paused a moment in doubt which way to go, then picked up from the table a beautifully decorated menu-card. As he ran his eye down it mechanically, he paused. "Champignons," he remarked, thoughtfully. "H-m! mushrooms."
But I don't intend to be nosed out by any of these debutante-grabbers; I'm going to have everything settled before her studies are finished and you bring her out. I saw her first!" "H-m. We shall see," Aunt Emmy remarked dryly, adding: "But that can wait for the moment. What was this ridiculous wager all about, and how did you get into such horrible scrapes?"
It soon began to look like leather, except in one or two spots. On examining these he said: "H-m, Tanning didn't strike right through every place. So he buttered it again with the mash and gave it a day more; then worked it as before over the angle of the pole till it was soft and fibrous. "There," said he, "that's Injun tan leather.
Nash set his teeth, to choke back the cough. He produced papers and tobacco, rolled a cigarette with lightning speed, lighted it, and inhaled a long puff. "Sure, you ought to keep that date, but maybe Sally would wait till the night after." "She impressed me, on the whole, as not being of the waiting kind." "H-m! A little delay does 'em good; gives 'em a chance to think."
"Absolutely, sir. Besides, take the matter of the overcoat the the body has on. Even if what you think was so, sir that it was a woman dressed up like a man and if he had gotten rid of the women's clothes, where would he have gotten the clothes to put on?" "H-m! Sounds logical. How about the suit-case you said this woman had?"
All at once he exclaimed: "Here's one! And here's another! This certainly is luck! H-m! I shouldn't wonder if I got almost all of them back." One by one he found a score of thick, ground-glass vials. Some were broken, probably by the shock when they and the cabinet had fallen, but a good many still remained intact. Among these were the two essential ones.
"Next I tracked him to Flanders's saloon, where he'd showed up Sandy Ferguson the day before and licked him bad. I seen Ferguson. It was sure some lickin'." "Ferguson? The gun-fighter? The two-gun man?" "Him." "Ah-h-h!" drawled the big man. The colour was back in his face. He seemed to be enjoying the recountal hugely. "Then I hit Eldara and found all the lights out." "Because of Bard?" "H-m!
"Let me see. Did they mention it? My dear, if they did, I don't recall it." "New York?" "No. If I am to guess, I shouldn't guess that." "Out West?" "H-m, they might be. No, I guess they're Yankees." "Boston?" "If so, not aggressively. Where do most people come from? There's nothing very distinctive about most." "Perhaps it will be on their cards." Then the Fosses talked of other things.
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