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"Please wait here a moment, Madam," says he, and then starts off, leavin' her starin' after him and still statin' her opinion of him reckless. He only goes as far as the florist's, next to the corner, and I follows. "A dozen of those American beauties quickly, please," says Alvin, fishin' hasty through his pockets. "Oh, I say, McCabe, can you lend me fifteen for a few moments? Thank you."
"Very fair, sir," said the man, quietly taking in the situation at a glance, as he noted the eager, expectant faces of the four men, and, dropping into a chair near the group, he instantly assumed an attitude of close attention. Ordinarily, McCabe was, as Mr. Whitney had remarked, rather an insignificant looking man.
'Our dogs have only one tail apiece, said Merton, 'in spite of the proverb "as proud as a dog with two tails," and a plurality of heads is unusual even among British subjects. 'Yes, answered Miss McCabe, 'but you have varieties among yourselves. You have a King and a Queen; and your peerage is rich in differentiated species. A Baronet is not a Marquis, nor is a Duke an Earl.
You've not only got more brains than most women, but you're mighty good looking, and in the proper clothes you could hold up your head in any company." "Pshaw!" says Mrs. Leavitt, almost blushin'. "Right before Mr. McCabe too!" "Well, isn't it so?" demands Mr. Leavitt, turnin' to me. "Why er of course it is," says I.
Neither had known an hour's illness throughout the long, laborious journey, and they were in the best condition possible for the great task that now confronted them. As for Tim McCabe and Ike Hardman, their weakness lay in yielding to the temptation to drink. No such temptation appeared on the road, and their enforced temperance had the best effect.
Joe came with a glass of champagne; she drank some of it, and it brought life back to her face, and some color. With a naturalness that deceived even me for the moment, she smiled up at Joe as she handed him the glass. "Is it bad luck," she asked, "for me to be the first to drink my own health?" And she stood, looking tranquilly at everyone except me. I took McCabe into the hall and paid him off.
That was why he laid out five millions on his celebrated Museum of Freaks, with a staff of competent professors and lecturers. "The McCabe Museum of Natural Varieties, lectures and all, is open gratuitously to the citizens of our Republic, and to intelligent foreigners." That was how Pappa put it. I say that he dead-headed creation!
She opened the first box, emptied its contents, tossed them aside, passed on to the second. Her hands busied themselves among the silks and broadcloth of this; then on to the third and last box. McCabe and his men, with scenery and furniture still to unload and store, turned to go. Their footsteps echoed hollowly as they clattered down the worn old stairway.
They looked round and smiled, but he did not follow them. When they reached the hotel they related the incident. "Would ye oblige me with a description of the spalpeen?" said Tim McCabe, after they had finished. Roswell did as requested. "Be the powers, it's him!" exclaimed Tim. "I 'spected it when ye told the yarn which I've heerd he has been telling round town." "Whom do you mean?" asked Frank.
"McCabe," says he, hoarse and husky, "I I've done a dreadful thing!" "Why, Dudley!" says I. "I can't believe it." "But I have," says he, clawin' me on the shoulder. "Oh, I I've disgraced myself!" "How?" says I. "Called some German composer out of his right name, or what?" "No, no!" says he. "I I can't tell you." "Eh?" says I, starin' puzzled. "Well, you'd better." "True, I'm your guest," says he.
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