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Senator Meiklejohn laid his thirteen cards face upward on the table. There had been no bidding, and his partner screamed in protest: "Senator, what are you doing?" He had revealed three aces and a long suit of spades. "We must have a fresh deal," smirked Mrs. Tower. "Well, of all the wretched luck!" sighed the other woman.
Vane," said Steingall encouragingly; "we'd like a word with you." The planets must have been hostile to the Meiklejohn family in that hour. Brother William was being badly handled by Mrs. Carshaw in Atlantic City, and Brother Ralph was receiving a polite request to come up-stairs and be cuffed. But Ralph Vane Meiklejohn faced the odds creditably.
Commanding Brigadier-General Meiklejohn, C.B., C.M.G. Highland Light Infantry. 31st Punjaub Infantry. 4 Cos. 24th Punjaub Infantry. 10th Field Battery. No.7 British Mountain Battery. 2nd Brigade. Commanding Brigadier-General Jeffries, C.B. The Royal West Kent. 38th Dogras. Guides Infantry. No.8 Mountain Battery. The Guides Cavalry. The camp was greatly extended and covered a large area of ground.
We have been running at a loss for some years. Our machinery is antiquated, and we have not the accumulated reserves to replace it. We are in debt, and our credit begins to be shaky. Think of that, mother the name of Carshaw pondered over by bank managers and discounters of trade bills!" "Senator Meiklejohn mentioned this vaguely," she admitted. "Dear me! What an interest he takes in us!
General Meiklejohn and his infantry were climbing up the steep hillside, and moving steadily towards the junction of the ridge with the main hill. At length the tribesmen on the spur perceived the danger that was threatening them. They felt the grip on their line of retreat.
That is why he was "out" when Senator Meiklejohn inquired for him. "H'lo!" he cried when he set eyes on Fowle. "My foreman bookbinder! Your folio looks somewhat battered!" "Glad it's you, Mr. Clancy," snuffled Fowle. "You can tell these cops " "Suppose you tell me," broke in the detective, with a glance at Carshaw. "Yes, Fowle, speak up," said Carshaw. "You've a ready tongue.
"That you will not succeed in doing, I think." "Well, then I'll frown him out of it. This is why I see all now." "There you are hardly wise, to think of either laughing or frowning him out of it," said Meiklejohn, offering her worldly wisdom. "No, in such cases there is a better way, take my word for it." "And that is?" "Approach the girl.
Go to-day." Voles raised his shaggy eyebrows. "What's the rush?" he said amusedly. "After eighteen years " "Will you never learn reason? Every hour, every minute, may bring disaster." "Oh, have it your way! I'll fix Carshaw if he camps on my trail a second time." Meiklejohn returned to his car with a care-seamed brow. He was bound now for Mrs. Carshaw's apartment.
Clancy seemed to be asking himself these questions; but Carshaw, so far from New York, and with a mind ever dwelling on Winifred, said impatiently: "You didn't bring me here to tell me about some long-forgotten mystery?" "Ah, quit that hair-trigger business!" snapped Clancy. "You just listen, an' maybe you'll hear something interesting. Ralph Vane Meiklejohn left Vermont soon afterward.
Rising quickly, she crept to the window and looked out. Going from the door down the utterly empty street she saw a man, a big swaggerer, with something of the over-seas and the adventurer in his air. It was Ralph "Voles," the "brother" of Senator William Meiklejohn.
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