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"Sit down," and he pointed to a chair against the neighboring wall. He went on leisurely writing, until after a time a short, stout gentlemen came in from the street. "Mr. McManus," called the man at the desk, "this young women wants to see you" The short gentlemen turned about towards Carrie, and she rose and came forward. "What can I do for you, miss?" he inquired, surveying her curiously.
I'm only sending him to-day to see what he'll do, but of course he never figured to beat horses like Blitzen. Not enough class." Curly McManus forced his way into Zanzibar's stall and moved to the far corner where Johnson followed him. "Curry is in the betting ring," McManus whispered. "Well, what of that?" "He's betting an awful chunk of dough on Elijah; they're giving him 4 and 5 to 1."
These designs by Miss McManus were printed direct from the wood blocks in very limited editions, on genuine vellum, on Japanese vellum, and a small issue on a real sixteenth-century hand-made paper. The various editions were immediately taken up in London on publication; hence it is unlikely that copies will be generally seen in America.
Exactly twenty-four hours later the Bald-faced Kid, peering across the track to the back stretch, saw Old Man Curry lead a black horse to the quarter pole, exchange a few words with Mose, adjust the bit, and stand aside. "What's that one, Kid?" The question was asked by Shine McManus, a professional clocker employed by a bookmaker to time the various workouts and make a report on them at noon.
Certainly this was the reason of his beating McManus, the groom, a thing so much out of all his former practice, and which awakened so much comment at the time. It is to this, again, that I must lay the total lose of near upon two hundred pounds, more than the half of which I could have saved if his impatience would have suffered me.
"I don't accept the company of gentlemen I ain't acquainted with. My aunt never would allow that." "Why," said Cork McManus, pulling his ear, "I'm the latest thing in suitings with side vents and bell skirt when it comes to escortin' a lady. You bet you'll find me all right, Ruby. And I'll give you a tip as to who I am. My governor is one of the hottest cross-buns of the Wall Street push.
I'll let it leak out that I'm only sending Zanzibar for a workout and to see whether he's improved any over last season. The pool rooms won't know what hit 'em." "Hold on!" said McManus suddenly. "Suppose Curry gets into the race." "Bonehead!" growled Wilson. "You've got Curry on the brain. Outside of Elisha there's no class to his string of beetles, and Elisha is a distance horse.
Instead of rushing to the front, the cherry jacket was rapidly dropping back. It was McManus who broke the stunned silence. "In front in ten jumps, hey? He's last in ten jumps, that's what he is: stiffer'n a board! And look where Curry's nigger is, will you?" "To hell with Curry's nigger!" barked Johnson. "Look at the colt! He he can't untrack himself: runs like he was all bound up somehow!
"The judges have decided, for the sake of good feelin', that Timothy McManus will also run. If he wins, the money's his." "Now wouldn't that jar you?" Billy grumbled disgustedly. "If Tim's eligible now, he was eligible the first time. An' if he was eligible the first time, then the money was his." "Red-head'll bust himself wide open this time," Bert jubilated. "An' so will Tim," Billy rejoined.
Rooney has removed the embargo. Rooney has spread his cloak upon the soggy crossing of public opinion, and any Elizabeth who treads upon it is as much a queen as another. Attend to the revelation of the secret. In Rooney's ladies may smoke! McManus sat down at a vacant table.
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