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Now, they take a clean tub, them fellows do, and just shake the basket and jounce it up and down till they break the bottles and let the wine drain out; then they take it down in the hold and put it back with the rest, and when the cargo is delivered there's only one or two whole bottles in that basket, and there's a dreadful fuss about its being stowed so foolish."
"Oh, go ahead," put in Tom, impatiently. "We are losing a lot of time on this side road." Just then came a narrow turn, with a down grade, very uneven and full of rocks. Over the latter bumped the carriage. Then came a sudden jounce, followed by a crash. "Whoa!" yelled Sam to the team, and brought them to a standstill at the foot of the hill. "What broke?" asked Dick, anxiously.
After a particularly severe jolt she could not hold in any longer. "Land of love, Caleb!" she gasped. "Where ARE you goin'! It doesn't seem as if this could be the right road!" "I don't know whether 'tis or not; but it's too narrow and too dark to turn 'round, so we've got to go ahead, that's all." "Oh, heavens! What a jounce that was! Seems to me you're awful reckless.
"Sartin, sir." "You expected to meet my friend Barkswell tonight?" "I did." "For what purpose?" "Didn't he tell yer?" "It was about the payment of money?" "Exactly." "For what service?" "Don't yer know?" Jounce leaned his face between his hands and grinned. "For the murder of the detective from New York, Sile Keene?" "Putty nigh it; but you call it by a hard name, stranger.
The threat did not appear to affect Perry Jounce. "It wouldn't be good fur you ter snap that pistol at me, Andy. I jest heard you say't mebbe you had killed her, meanin' Iris. Now what hev you ben up to? let's hear right down quick, or thar'll be a tussle right hyar and now." There was a determined ring in the man's voice not to be mistaken.
Barkswell couldn't come, and so he sent me to take his place. I would like mighty well to see you in private for a few minutes." "I kin fix that." Jounce left the room, going to the bar-room for a minute. The detective didn't mean to lose sight of his man, so he managed to watch him from a convenient position behind the screen.
She had scoffed at the idea that June might die. But in her heart she was not so sure. The fever was growing on her. It would be days before the crisis was reached. "Will you promise, honest injun, not to kill or maim him, not to do anything that will injure him permanent?" "Yes, ma'am. We'll jes' jounce him up some." "All agree to that?" They did. "Will you go along with the boys, Jim?"
The detective wandered about the city in disguise during the greater part of the day, but made no discoveries, save only that he saw the tramp, Perry Jounce, pass down and enter Bowleg's saloon in the early part of the day. Late in the afternoon an elderly looking gentleman, in the office of the Golden Lion, purchased an evening paper and began perusing the locals. "While Mr.
Well, there was a two-inch thatch of hair there afore that sand blast ground it off. "When I went up on the third jounce I noticed the Cut-through just ahead. Billings see it, too, and would you b'lieve it? the lunatic stood up, let go of the wheel with one hand, takes off his hat and waves it, and we charge down across them wet tide flats like death on the woolly horse, in Scriptur'. "'Hi, yah!
"Even the service of a brother-in-law hain't allus to be despised; eh, Andrew?" "No. You did me a good turn just now, and I'll not forget it." Detective Keene heard these remarks, and tried to profit by them. "This man is fooling you, Mr. Jounce," cried Keene, faintly. "Shut up." This from Barkswell. "I tell you that this man is fooling you. He is not "
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