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Carruthers laughed and then glanced ludicrously at Jimmie Dale, as the door, ajar, was pushed open, and a man entered. "Speaking of angels," murmured Jimmie Dale and sat up in his chair. "Hello, Markel!" he observed casually, "You've met Carruthers, of the NEWS-ARGUS, haven't you?" Markel was fat and important; he had beady black eyes, fastidiously trimmed whiskers and a pronounced smirk.
"Two hundred and ten thousand dollars I paid for that little bunch of gewgaws," said Markel, waving his hand again. Then he clapped Carruthers heartily on the shoulder. "What do you think of it, Carruthers eh? Say, a photograph of it, and one of Mrs. Markel eh? Please her, you know she's crazy on this society stunt all flubdub to me of course. How's it strike you, Carruthers?"
If you break your vow of silence by so much as a second, then to-morrow, or the next day, or the day after, at my convenience, Markel, you and I will meet again for the LAST time. There can be no possible misapprehension on your part now Markel?" "N-no," Markel could scarcely chatter out the word. "Quite so," said Jimmie Dale, in velvet tones.
Jimmie Dale stooped, while the other's back was turned, picked up the revolver from the floor, and slipped it into his trousers pocket. "Markel?" said Wilbur again, the same trembling anxiety in his voice, as he handed Jimmie Dale the towels and motioned toward a washstand in the corner of the room. "Did you say Markel Theodore Markel?" "Yes," said Jimmie Dale, examining his wound critically.
The case lay open patently displaying the name of the most famous jewelry house in America. Jimmie Dale's eyes fixed on Markel's whiskers where they were brushed outward in an ornate and fastidious gray-black sweep. "By Jove!" he commented. "You don't do things by halves, do you, Markel?"
"When the 'Markel' had been pumped out and hauled up on shore, an examination showed that she had received a blow near the bow as if from a powerful ram. "From this it seems evident that there is actually a submarine boat which darts about beneath the surface of Lake Kirdall with most remarkable rapidity. "The thing is difficult to explain.
"Quite a little run out to my place, you know and with, you know what, I don't care to be out too late." "No, of course," concurred Jimmie Dale, getting into his own coat. They walked out of the club together, and Markel climbed importantly into the tonneau of a big gray touring car.
The revolution, according to him, and in this he differed from Novodvoroff and Novodvoroff's follower, Markel Kondratieff, should not alter the elementary forms of the life of the people, should not break down the whole edifice, but should only alter the inner walls of the beautiful, strong, enormous old structure he loved so dearly.
He left my mother a small house built of wood, and a fortune, not large, but sufficient to keep her and her children in comfort. There were two of us, my elder brother Markel and I. He was eight years older than I was, of hasty irritable temperament, but kind-hearted and never ironical. He was remarkably silent, especially at home with me, his mother, and the servants.
It was but five minutes later when Jimmie Dale, after chatting for a moment or two with those about in the lobby, in turn sought the coat room, where Markel was being assisted into his coat. "Getting home early, aren't you, Markel?" remarked Jimmie Dale pleasantly. "Yes," said Markel, and ran his fingers fussily, comb fashion, through his whiskers.
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