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Updated: June 26, 2025
Pickett, owner of the Excelsior Boarding-House. The policeman's name was Grogan. He was a genial giant, a terror to the riotous element of the waterfront, but obviously ill at ease in the presence of death. He drew in his breath, wiped his forehead, and whispered: "Look at his eyes, ma'am!" Mrs.
You understand?" "Yes," said the policeman firmly; and with a slightly bewildered air he put the revolver away. "Here! Stand here!" cried Lupin, raising his voice. And he caught the policeman's arm, and hustled him roughly to the front of the doors of the lift-well. "Do you see these doors? Do you see them?" he snapped. "Yes, yes," said the policeman, glaring at them.
Suddenly he wanted to rush over and throw himself down at that policeman's feet sob out the story ask him to please, please wait till he could get that other seventy cents. But just then the policeman got up and went in the station, and Stubby was afraid to go in the police-station. That policeman complicated things for Stubby. Before that it had been quite simple.
Why should it be, my brother, that the properly blessed thought of a divine eye resting upon you should be to you like the thought of a policeman's bull's-eye to a thief?
She came back in a moment, her eyes round with wonder and looking rather frightened. "It's Mr. Dougherty, sir," she said to Daddy Morrison. "He wants to see you." Mr. Dougherty was Ridgeway's one and only policeman. At the mention of the policeman's name, Sister had given a gasp. No one noticed her as Daddy Morrison pushed back his chair and went into the hall.
NOT wait! cried Lisa, tearing herself dexterously from the policeman's clutches, and dashing like a whirlwind up the tottering stairway before any one else could gather presence of mind to seize and detain her. Pacific was safe on the pavement, but she had only a moment before been flung from those flaming windows, and her terrified shrieks rent the air.
His first impulse was to seize her in his strong arms, but another look at the frail and attenuated form caused him to shrink back in fear. "Leave me," he said, rising hastily and slipping half a sovereign into the policeman's hand; "this is she. I wish to be alone with her."
She was a child on a holiday. The nightmare of the Raid of those groups of fighting, dishevelled women, ignominiously overpowered, of the grinning crowd, the agonising pain of her arm, and the policeman's rough grip upon it began to vanish "in black from the skies."
"The old man wouldn't raise a roar if I snitched on you for that thirty thousand. It makes me scared to think of it." And from the fact that Tim thus openly mentioned the matter, Young Dick concluded that there was no possibility of the policeman's son betraying him. Not until six weeks afterward, in Arizona, did Young Dick bring up the subject.
Then, tickled in the ribs by the end of the policeman's baton, the tout was driven from the enclosure; the spectators merged into a larger crowd, and Mortimer was left once more to pursue his fruitless search.
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