peachorino

Updated: May 10, 2025

"Now, Johns, who was the man in the cab when you stopped to pick up the second man at Thirty-fourth Street?" "Wrong, Cap," and the cabby grinned. "There wasn't any man." "Don't attempt to deny " "No man, Cap. It was a woman." "A woman!" the detective repeated. "A woman!" "Sure thing a woman, a regular woman. And, Cap, she was a pippin, a peachorino, a beauty bright," he added, gratuitously. Mr.

Jacques Futrelle - The Diamond Master