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Updated: May 17, 2025
Such things as first causes and piquant details he avoided, as tending to prolong the telling excessively, thus keeping him from perusal of his cowboy stories. The way Pugsy put it was as follows. He gave the thing out merely as an item of general interest, a bubble on the surface of the life of a great city.
And Pugsy, though he had made no verbal comment on the affair, had shown in many ways that he was not ungrateful. "Bully for you, Pugsy!" he cried. "You're a little sport. Here" he produced a dollar-bill "go out and get some milk for the poor brute. She's probably starving. Keep the change." "Sure thing," assented Master Maloney.
The milk having been poured into the lid of a tobacco tin, in lieu of a saucer, she suspended her operations and adjourned for refreshments, Pugsy, having no immediate duties on hand, concentrated himself on the cat. "Say!" he said. "Well?" "Dat kitty. Pipe de leather collar she's wearin'." Betty had noticed earlier in the proceedings that a narrow leather collar encircled the animal's neck.
They were strong arms, protecting arms, restful to lean against at the journey's end. That bulwark of Peaceful Moments, Pugsy Maloney, was rather the man of action than the man of tact. Otherwise, when, a moment later, he thrust his head up through the trap, he would have withdrawn delicately, and not split the silence with a raucous "Hey!" which acted on John and Betty like an electric shock.
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