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Here she spent for liquor five cents of the money she had received. From the dram-shop she went to Sam McFaddon's policy-office.
The moment he was alone with the unconscious woman he glided toward her with the alert movements of an animal, and with a quickness that made his work seem instant, rifled her pockets. His gains were ten cents and the policy-slip she had just received at Sam McFaddon's.
"Was it a nice warm one?" "Yes." Pinky drew a sigh. "I saw the poor baby last night; hadn't anything on but dirty cotton rags. It was lying asleep in a cold cellar on a little heap of straw. The woman had given it something, I guess, by the way it slept. The petticoat had gone, most likely, to Sam McFaddon's. She spends everything she can lay her hands on in policies and whisky."
"It will all be gone before morning." "Fan," said the woman, leaning toward Mrs. Bray and speaking in a low, confidential tone, "I dreamed of a cow last night, and that's good luck, you know. Tom Oaks made a splendid hit last Saturday drew twenty dollars and Sue Minty got ten. They're all buzzing about it down in our street, and going to Sam McFaddon's office in a stream."
Meant to have gone to Sam McFaddon's last night, but got into a muss with old Sal and Norah, and was locked up." "They make ten hits up there to one at Sam McFaddon's," said Jerkin, again twitching his thumb over his shoulder. "It's the luckiest office I ever heard of. Two or three hits every day for a week past got a lucky streak, somehow.
"Do they have good luck at Sam McFaddon's?" asked Mrs. Bray, with considerable interest in her manner. "It's the luckiest place that I know. Never dreamed of a cow or a hen that I didn't make a hit, and I dreamed of a cow last night. She was giving such a splendid pail of milk, full to the brim, just as old Spot and Brindle used to give. You remember our Spot and Brindle, Fan?" "Oh yes."
Sam always puts the money down, fair and square." "Very well; you get the policy, and do it right off, Pinky, or the money'll slip through your fingers." "All right," answered Pinky as she folded the slip of paper containing the lucky rows. "Never you fear. I'll be at Sam McFaddon's in ten minutes after I leave here." "And be sure," said Mrs.
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