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"What hold has Meiklejohn over you?" he went on. She simulated tears. "You have no right to address me in that manner," she protested. "There is a guilty bond somewhere, and I shall find it out," he said coldly. "My mother was your catspaw. You, Helen, may have been spiteful, but Meiklejohn that sleek and smug politician I cannot understand him.
Tower's a good-looker, but I didn't think much of the other wan." Clancy nodded. His black and beady eyes had just clashed with those of a notorious crook, who suddenly remembered an urgent appointment elsewhere. Fifteen minutes later Senator Meiklejohn returned. He entered the club without being waylaid a second time. Clancy consulted his watch.
When General Meiklejohn found that the garrison of the north camp had not been severely engaged, he ordered a force consisting of two guns and the 31st Punjaub Infantry, under Major Gibbs, covered by forty sowars of the 11th Bengal Lancers, and supported by a wing of the 24th, to move out, reconnoitre the valley and clear it, as much as possible, of the enemy.
I scorn you, I say, and if you think your devices can deceive me or keep Rex from me, you are mistaken. Before it is too late, let me go!" Rachel Craik was, indeed, alarmed by the girl's hysterical outpouring. But Winifred's taunts worked harm in one way. They revealed most surely that the danger dreaded by both Voles and Meiklejohn did truly exist.
This arrangement obviously referred to the Van Hofen festivity, so Clancy contented himself with asking the valet to give the Senator a card on which he scribbled a telephone number and the words, "Please ring up when you get this." Now, he knew, and Senator Meiklejohn knew, the theater at which Mrs. Tower was enjoying herself.
She was pleased to see him. Their common fund of scandal and epigram would carry them safely over a cheerful hour. "And as to the good old firm of Carshaw prosperous as usual, I hope," said Meiklejohn, balancing an egg-shell tea-cup. Mrs. Carshaw shrugged. "I don't know much about it," she said, "but I sometimes hear talk of bad times and lack of capital. I suppose it is all right.
Threatening dressmakers, impudent racing agents asking for unpaid bets, sneering friends who held her I. O. U.'s for bridge losses, and spoke of asking her husband to settle; all these paid triumphantly, and plenty in hand to battle in the whirlpool for years it was a stake worth fighting for. And Meiklejohn?
"Always ready to do a steal, but terrified lest the law should grab him. No, I'm not going. It will be good nerve tonic for you to sit down and talk while you strain your ears to hear the tramp of half a dozen cops in the hall. What a poor fish you are!" he continued, voice and manner revealing a candid contempt, as Meiklejohn did indeed start at the slamming of a door somewhere in the building.
The presence of mind, tactical knowledge and bravery displayed in this affair are thus noticed in the official despatches by General Meiklejohn:
"Anybody called for her recently?" "I think not, but I'll soon find out." No. Mrs. Tower's appreciation of Belasco's genius had not been disturbed that evening. "Anything wrong?" inquired the manager. Clancy's answer was ready. "If Senator Meiklejohn comes here within half an hour, see that the lady is told at once," he said. "If he doesn't show up in that time, send for Mr.
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