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"Suppose he were to come up behind the door and hear you talk about him like this, Northup? He's trim you down nicely, eh?" "Him?" asked Northup, with an eloquent jerk of his hand. "He's a husky young brute, but it ain't brute force that I work with." He smiled significantly into the face of the other, and John Mark smiled in return. They understood one another perfectly.
It was thought impossible to get her down again, there was no business for her, and she lay useless until, the next winter, Anson Northup took out her machinery and drew it across on sleds to the Red River of the North, where it was built into the first steamboat which ever ran on that river. Before starting on his expedition, Mr.
So Mark came to forestall Ronicky, by sending Jerry out of town and out of reach, for the time being. He would not risk the effect of Ronicky's tongue. Had not Caroline been persuaded under his very eyes by this strange Westerner? Very early the next morning John Mark went straight to the apartment of his protégé. It was his own man, Northup, who answered the bell and opened the door to him.
"'Come in, then, says I, and in he steps. 'And mind your fists, says I, 'if you wake him up sudden. He fights sometimes because he has to, but mostly because it's a pleasure to him. "'Sure, says he. 'That's the way I like to have 'em come." "And he went in?" demanded John Mark. "What's wrong with that?" asked Northup anxiously. "Nothing. Go ahead." "Well, in he went to Jerry's room.
He had supplied Northup to Jerry Smith, immediately after Caroline accomplished the lifting of the Larrigan emeralds. That clever piece of work had proved the worth of the girl and made it necessary to spare no expense on Jerry. So he had given him the tried and proven Northup.
"When is he coming back?" "Didn't leave any word, chief." "Isn't this earlier than his usual time for starting the day?" "It is, by five hours. The lazy pup don't usually crack an eye till one in the afternoon." "What happened this morning." "Something rare something it would have done your heart good to see!" "Out with it, Northup."
Northup came to the Democrat office to leave an advertisement and ask me to appeal to the public for aid in provisions and feed to be furnished along the route. He was in a Buffalo suit, from his ears to his feet, and looked like a bale of furs. On his head he wore a fox skin cap with the nose lying on the two paws of the animal just between his eyes, the tail hanging down between his shoulders.
The moment he looked into the grinning face of Northup he knew that the master was not at home, and both the chief and the servant relaxed. They were friends of too long a term to stand on ceremony. "There's no one here?" asked Mark, as a matter of form. "Not a soul the kid skipped not a soul in the house."
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