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Updated: June 15, 2025
"I shall not stay in this room," insisted Wilberforce Chaster. "You need not remain in the hotel," answered Andrew Mallison, quickly. "You can leave at once. You have alarmed the whole establishment needlessly." Some warm words followed, and the upshot of the matter was that the fussy old boarder had to pack his things and seek another hotel that very night.
Without waiting, our hero ran down to the stable and found the hotel proprietor inspecting some hay that had just been unloaded. "I'd like to speak to you a moment, Mr. Mallison," he said. "It's important," and he motioned for the man to follow him. "What is it, Joe?" "It's about those men who called to see that sick man, and about the sick man, too." "He has gone all of them have gone."
'If I felt that I wanted advice, I would go up to town and see Mallison, he said; 'but there is nothing amiss with me, except a disappointed life. I begin to feel that I am a failure. Other fellows of my age have passed me in the race; and it is hard at nine-and-twenty to feel oneself beaten.
Mallison? Of course, I am very glad to see you, as a friend; but I want no doctoring. 'I'm afraid you do, said the physician. 'You have not done what I told you when I saw you in London. 'What was that? 'To give up all stimulants. 'Oh, that was impossible! It's just like asking a man to shut his mouth, and breathe only through his nostrils, when he has lived all his life with his mouth open.
She interrogated Towler by-and-by, and he assured her that Mr. Wendover had taken no stimulants since he had been attending upon him. 'Are you sure he cannot get any without your knowledge? Ida asked. 'Dr. Mallison told me that in this malady a patient is terribly artful that he will contrive to evade the closest watchfulness, if it is any way possible to get drink.
Mallison that he must spend as much of his life in the open air as possible, Brian had taken to going in and out of the house fifty times a day, now wandering for five or ten minutes in the garden, anon rambling as far as the edge of the park, then running into the stable yard, and ordering a horse to be saddled instantly, but never mounting the horse.
"I suppose so, but that won't give me anything to do this winter." "Well, perhaps something else will turn up by that time." Andrew Mallison drew out a fat wallet. "I want to reward you for saving Mabel." He drew out two ten-dollar bills and held them towards our hero. But Joe shook his head and drew back. "Thank you very much, Mr. Mallison, but I don't want any reward."
"It would be a joke on those swindlers if that mine should prove of value," went on Ned, after a pause. "I hope, for Mr. Vane's sake, it does prove valuable." "Now your hotel is burnt out, what are you going to do?" "I haven't made up my mind, Ned. Perhaps I'll come back here, to work for Mr. Mallison." "Then we'll be together again next summer. That will suit me."
The next day and for several days following Joe pitched into work in earnest. Many things were strange to him, but he determined to master them as speedily as possible, and this pleased Arthur Drew. "That boy is all right," he said to his cashier. "I am glad that Andrew Mallison brought him to me." "Jack Sagger was awfully angry at being discharged," said the cashier. "It was his own fault.
"I may as well give up thinking about it." From Andrew Mallison our hero had obtained his letter of recommendation and also a good pocket map of Philadelphia. The hotel man had also made him a present of a neat suit case, in which he packed his few belongings. Ned Talmadge came to see him off at the depot. The day was cool and clear, and Joe felt in excellent spirits.
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