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Updated: May 14, 2025
We think it's about as good a place as there is." "Hu-u-m! Trumet? Well, Captain Hammond, you wished to see me, I understand." "Yes. Fact is, Mr. Stone, I want to ask you where I can find Mrs. Keziah Coffin. She's a relation of yours, I b'lieve, and she's come to Boston lately. Only yesterday or the day afore. Can you tell me where she is?" "Why do you wish to see her?"
Everything annoyed him these days. He fidgeted, slapped one knee violently over the other, and jerked the Signal open as if he would rend it sheet from sheet. "Hu-u-m, hu-e-e-u-m hum!" droned Mrs. Coleman, her eyes fixed upon a large chromo of the Virgin Mary and the Infant Jesus hanging upon the opposite wall. Perspiration broke out in beads upon her husband's brow.
"''Twas the Empire Bond, Stock and Grain Exchange, says I. 'And 'twas on Derbyshire Street. "He give a little jump. Then he says, slow, Hu-u-m! I see. "'Yes, says I. 'I thought you would. You had a mustache then and your name was diff'rent, but you seemed familiar just the same. When your false hair got washed off I knew you right away.
"So I came," repeated the major, after an interval. "Eh? . . . Oh, yes, yes. So you did, so you did. . . . Hum!" He rose and, walking to the window, peeped about the edge of the shade across and down the road in the direction of the telegraph office. "Phineas," he drawled, musingly, "and Squealer and Lute Small and Bluey. Hu-u-m! . . . Yes, yes."
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