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"Now, girls," she warned, "stand well back! If my head bursts, you know, it's going to burst all to slivers and splinters like a boiler!" "Rae, you're crazy!" hooted Zillah. "Just plain vulgar looney," faltered Helene. Both girls reached out simultaneously to push her aside. Somewhere in the dusty, indifferent street a bird's note rang out in one wild, delirious ecstasy of untrammeled springtime.
But it was only Looney, who, being able to count like a calculating machine because no other thoughts disturbed him, had been set to tie up in bundles of a hundred each certain pink and blue envelopes which lay in heaps on the floor. Each envelope contained a Christmas card with a text, and every child on Christmas morning found one laid ready on its plate at breakfast.
"Ancient or modern?" flipped Louise. "I'm busy thinking of walking on air just now." "Which way do you want to go first?" asked Neal, turning a little from his steering wheel. "To the Point," called Cleo. "Thought we were sure, positive, no mistake, going to Looney Land this time," grumbled Julia. "So we are but we will stop off at the Point, and feel the lay of the land first.
"There she goes now for Looney Point. Maybe that's what Captain Dave warned us to keep clear of." "Let's get down among the other people," suggested Grace. "It's a little too lonely up here." "And I guess we had better take the next boat back," added Louise. "Something might just happen that we would be left."
Their theery is that annything th' rich do that ye want to do an' don't do is looney. As between two men with money, th' wan with most money is craziest. If ye want a diploma f'r sanity, Hinnissy, th' on'y chance ye have iv gettin' it is to commit a crime an' file an invintory iv ye'er estate with th' coort.
"But it don't matter, for your sort always belongs to the fine old family of Looney. You're a deal too good for the likes of us. Why, you ought to 'ave a private asylum all to yerself. Hi, Missus!" he shouted to the porter's wife who was passing through the room. "This young nobleman's name's Looney, isn't it?"
"Take these in and open them, Waldo," said the professor, selecting several cans from the stock in the locker. "Poor fellow! 'Twill be like a foretaste of civilisation, just to see and smell, much less taste, the fruit." "Even if he has turned looney, eh, uncle Phaeton?" "Careful, boy! I hardly think he is just that far gone; but, even if so, what marvel?
John Looney, A. Robinowitz, Hugo Gerlot, Gustav Johnson, Felix Baron, and others were killed by a mob of Lumber Trust gunmen on the Steamer Verona at the dock at Everett, Washington. J. A. Kelly was arrested and re-arrested at Seattle, Washington; finally died from the effects of the frightful treatment he received.
So they were both well beaten that night, and Looney never knew why, but took it as an incident in his chain of dim sensations. Next day they alone did not receive either the Christmas card or the paper bag.
Philip put up his horse at the Hibernian, a mile farther on the high-road, and the tongue of the landlady, Mistress Looney went like a mill-race while he ate his dinner. She had known three generations of his family, and was full of stories of his grandfather, of his father, and of himself in his childhood.
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