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Updated: May 6, 2025
The case of Red Haney and the diamonds, blared to the world at large in the newspapers of Sunday morning, immediately precipitated a circular parade, while Haney, the objective center, snored along peacefully in a drunken stupor. The statement of the case in the public press was altogether negative.
Haney clicked with his tongue, as if listening to a child. "There now! I must have been taking more grape-juice than was good for me to start on that story, for it's all about meself and the great man I thought I was in those days." "I love to hear about people who can ride a hundred miles in a night, and live on roots and berries, and capture men who bristle with revolvers. Please go on.
There could only remain this single possibility when he considered the sinister things that had happened the failure of the girl to get an answer by telephone, and the unexpected appearance of Red Haney with the uncut diamonds. It might be necessary for him to go out there, and how could he do it? How, without leaving an open trail behind him?
She doubted their sincerity a little, notwithstanding their grateful charm. Alice took her to herself and this was a great relief; for she feared Mrs. Crego's sharp tongue, and was not entirely sure of her hostess. Laying a slim hand on her arm, the Eastern girl began: "I am fascinated by you, Mrs. Haney. You have had such an interesting life, and you have such an opportunity for doing good."
"Yes, he's a barber now, but he's going to make a break soon and get into something else." "Don't bank on Ed, Bertie; he'll never be anything more than he is now. No man ever got anywhere who started in as a barber." "Would you rather I married a gambler and a sure-shot? They tell me Haney has killed his man." "That may be all talk.
If there is any possibility of our settling down here I suppose we must be careful to do the right thing from the start." Ben was a little irritated by this. "If I'm to settle here as a lawyer I can't draw social distinctions of that sort." "Certainly not as a lawyer. Of course, you ought to know Haney; but for me to ride or drive with Mrs. Haney is quite a different matter.
Bertha was in awe of this blunt, tactless man of science, and as they moved towards the house listened in chilled silence while he continued: "Brent writes me that you were doing pretty well down by the lake. Why didn't you stay? He says he advised you not to come back." "This is me home," answered Haney, simply.
It happened to be going up, but the sensation and the fact was free fall. Joe had been through this before, too. He gasped for breath and croaked, "Drones?" "Right," said Haney. Mike panted anxiously, "Four's off course. I'll fix it." The Chief grunted guttural Mohawk. His hands stirred on the panel for remote control of the drones he had to handle. "Crazy!" he growled. "Got it now, Joe.
"I'm glad she is away, Captain Haney, for I have something to say to you alone." "Have you, indeed? Very well, I've nothing to do but listen 'tis not for me to boss the gardener." She looked about with uneasy eyes, finding it very difficult to begin her attack. "How much you've improved the place," she remarked, irrelevantly, her voice betraying the deepest agitation.
"We need a team," Bertha said, at last. "Buy one," replied Haney. So Bertha bought a carriage and a fine black span. This expenditure involved a coachman, and to fill that position an old friend of Williams' a talkative and officious old miner was employed. She next secured a Chinese cook, the best to be had, and a girl to do the chamber-work.
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