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"I don't know what you think about it, colonel, but I am convinced that Lollie is speaking the truth." "You!" Pinto laughed loudly. "I think you're in a state of mind when you'd believe anything Lollie said. And anyway you're probably in with her."
"Look at Pinto. Do you think he's keen?" Pinto started. "Why do you bring me into it?" he complained. "I'm standing by the colonel to the last. And I agree with him that we ought to know what Lollie told the police." "She's told them nothing," said Crewe. "She isn't that kind of girl. Besides, what does she know?" "She knows a lot," said the colonel. "I'll put a supposition to you.
She nodded. "Well, there's a chance for you, Lollie. Your passage is booked and all that sort of thing have you sufficient money?" "I've plenty of money," she said. "Fine!" He dropped his hand lightly on her shoulder. "There's a big, big chance for you, my girl." "And for you?" she asked. He laughed. "There is no chance for me at all," he said simply.
And you don't touch by seeing him for half an hour at a time, and I haven't heard of you ever getting off with a fellow to the extent of his paying for your passage to America." She started. "You know the way it is done. You did it before, Lollie," the colonel went on. "Now, you've got to be a good girl and tell us how far you've gone." She hesitated. "I'll tell you the truth," she said.
"You'd better bring a couple of men to London who can handle Lollie if she gives any trouble no, no," said the colonel, raising his hand in dignified protest, "there's going to be nothing rough. How can there be? You'll be in charge of it all, and it is up to you as to how Lollie is treated."
And finally Lollie Mercer got her breath and said, "How perfectly lovely; it's a charade!" And Anne guessed "kitchen" at once. "Kit, you know, and the pans and all that," she said vaguely. At that they all took to guessing! And I sat still, until Mr. Harbison saw the storm in my eyes and came over to me. "Have you hurt your ankle?" he said in an undertone. "Let me help you up."
Tad's honest, round, freckled face was winsome but not handsome, and the girls laughed at this make-believe vanity. Dolly was at a table with the other Brown boy and Grace Rawlins and Lollie Henry. "Dotty Rose is pretty, isn't she?" said Grace. "Awfully pretty," agreed Dolly, "and a nice girl, too. I like her lots."
He dropped into a seat on the colonel's right and nodded to the others at the table. Most of the principals were there "Swell" Crewe, Jackson, Cresswell, and at the farther end of the table, Lollie Marsh with her baby face and her permanent expression of open-mouthed wonder. "Where's White?" he asked. The colonel was reading a letter and did not immediately reply.
The Dallas Browns, Max and Lollie were at bridge; Jim was alone in the den, walking the floor and biting at an unlighted cigar; Betty had returned to Aunt Selina and was hysterical, they said, and Flannigan was in deep dejection because I had missed my dinner. "Betty is making no end of a row," Max said, looking up from his game, "because the old lady upstairs insists on chloroform liniment.
The colonel's hand was in his hip-pocket when he thought better and raised both hands in the air. There was something peculiarly businesslike in the long-barrelled revolver which the intruder held, in spite of the silver-plating and the gold inlay along the chased barrel. "Everybody's hands in the air," said the Jack shrilly, "right up to the beautiful sky! Yours too, Lollie.
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