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I work for I used to work for the Souvenir and Art Novelty Company. In New York." "Oh. I see. Novelties? Nice little ash-trays with `Love from the Erie Station'? And woggly pin-cushions?" "Yes! And fat pug-dogs with black eyes." "Oh no-o-o! Please not black! Pale sympathetic blue eyes nice honest blue eyes!" "Nope. Black. Awful black.... Say, gee, I ain't talking too nutty, am I?"
I wish he hadn't done it here!" the woman moaned. "I didn't think he'd shoot him or I wouldn't 'a' called him," the girl pleaded, pity for the deed in her shocked voice. "He didn't need to do it he didn't have to do it, at all!" "Sh-h-h! No niggers in Ireland, now no-o-o niggers in Ireland!"
There was silence for a moment, and then the old man, looking first at the others, said, "No-o-o, not for sartain, but the people in this locality hed their opinion, and hev it yet." "You bet they have," came from some one in the crowd. Thursday we started for Rochester by way of Stafford and Le Roy instead of Newkirk, Byron, and Bergen, which is the more direct route and also a good road.
"It IS Pinkney," said Rand; "but I never met you before." "Didn't you come to see a young lady that joined my troupe at Gold Hill last month, and say you'd meet me at Keeler's Ferry in a day or two?" "No-o-o," said Rand, with a good-humored laugh. "I haven't left this mountain for two months."
You look as though you could have guessed it yourself! He didn't tell you, did he, Flash? No-o-o? Well, that was it. He said he had gone blundering in on them the night before, to feed, without speaking to them in the darkness. It isn't hard to guess what had made him absent-minded that night. You can't know, just from seeing it now, how bad that fresh cut was, either.
"No, of course you don't!" she agreed kindly. "Do you mind my asking, Sue?" "No-o-o!" Susan reassured her. As a matter of fact, she was glad when any casual onlooker confirmed her own secret hopes as to the seriousness of Peter Coleman's intention.
"Shall I ask Santa Claus to send it?" asked the saleswoman, tactfully. "No-o-o!" said Georgie, uneasily. "Doncher letter have it, Dad!" "Give the lady the horse, old man," said the father, "and we'll go find something pretty for Mamma and the baby!" The little fellow's lips quivered, but even at three some of the lessons of poverty had been learned.
"No-o-o, I don't think so," retorted Captain Jack, after looking. "We need 'em as tight as we can have 'em, without causing pain, when we have a fellow like you to deal with. Now, what was that explosion?" "Wait a second!" broke in Eph, in a low voice. "Millard had a pal here. It was the pal I shadowed here. And that pal is running, now, with a fair-sized bundle that he came here to get."
"I hope you don't mind," the Chief went on more seriously, "but I know you have no people to consider except your brother and his wife. She's in America, and Francis can't possibly hear about it. So you needn't worry on that score. Or do you?" Desmond laughed. "No-o-o!" he said slowly, "but I'm rather young to die. Is it absolutely necessary for me to disappear?"
"I can't understand how the fellow who called himself Hodges ever got Judson to write him a letter of introduction to me," muttered Mr. Farnum. "Do you know Judson's writing?" asked the police chief, suspiciously. "No-o-o," admitted Mr. Farnum. "But the letter was written on the letter-head of Judson's hotel." "Anyone can get a hotel letter-head," retorted the police official, sagely.
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