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"Don't mind if I do, old man," said the great leader, "just to keep the ball rolling." The last spark of Ikey's reason fled. "Wine," he called to the bartender, waving a trembling hand. The corks of three bottles were drawn; the champagne bubbled in the long row of glasses set upon the bar. Billy McMahan took his and nodded, with his beaming smile, at Ikey.
As they passed through the north gate of the Park, Ginger slowed down to a walk. "If I've time it right," he said, "she should be doin' her gallop while we walks along the ridge. Don't show too keen, sir." A long sallow man sitting on the roadside at the edge of the wood eyed them. The driver nudged his companion. "One of 'em," he said. "Ikey's Own. Know by the cut of 'em."
The subtlety of Ikey's action becomes apparent upon recital of his subsequent move. He sent a messenger for Mr. Riddle and disclosed the plans of Mr. McGowan for eloping with Rosy. Mr. Riddle was a stout man, brick-dusty of complexion and sudden in action. "Much obliged," he said, briefly, to Ikey. "The lazy Irish loafer! My own room's just above Rosy's.
Rosenmeyer had been a stern parent, and had opposed Ikey's desire to enlist in the Navy. He always declared he needed the boy to help in the store and to take out orders. Ikey had got so that he fairly hated the store and its stock in trade. Pigs feet and sauerkraut and dill pickles were the bane of his life. Now that he was at home on leave, Mr.
Therefore Ikey's corniform, be-spectacled nose and narrow, knowledge-bowed figure was well known in the vicinity of the Blue Light, and his advice and notice were much desired. Ikey roomed and breakfasted at Mrs. Riddle's two squares away. Mrs. Riddle had a daughter named Rosy. The circumlocution has been in vain you must have guessed it Ikey adored Rosy.
"And say, boys," turning to the crowd, "I surmise he's a preacher, a blank fire-escape." At once Ike became the object of various comments. " A preacher, Ike? Say, you'll have to change your ways and go to meetin'." "What's Ikey's church, anyway?" "Don't know as I ever heard." "Oh, Ikey aint mean, he treats 'em all the same." "Well, I guess Ikey'll have to dust toward the skyline."
We don't want to stub our toe against some other craft, and that before we get out of the cove." "A submarine, for instance?" chuckled Frenchy, soon becoming pacified. "Ikey's father thinks maybe he might bag one while we're out here." "I'd like to get a close-up view of one of those submarine chasers," remarked Torry, finding the horn in the forward locker.
The convict made for the street-door peeped out furtively. "He's turned in at young Ikey's," said he. Then to M'riar, using an epithet to her that cannot be repeated: "Down on your knees and pray that your bully may stick there till I'm clear, or ... Ah! smell that!" It was his knife-point, open, close to her face.
"So it's pulling them out in bunches ye are!" said Sandy. "Ah, well, man" And he reached with both his hands for Ikey's thatch. "The Hieland Brigade!" he roared, and pulled all the hairs his two hands would hold! Ah, weel, there are sad thoughts that come to me, as well as proud and happy ones, when I think of the bonnie kilted laddies who fought and died so nobly out there against the Hun!
"Say!" put in Ikey Rosenmeyer hotly, "you fellows won't get no advance in rating at all, and you may get blown up any time. We've got something to work for, we have!" "We've got money to work for," declared one of the munition workers. "Oi, oi!" sneered Ikey. "What's money yet?" A sneer which vastly amused his chums, for Ikey's inborn love for the root of all evil was well known.
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