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Lobel in his private office was telling it to Vice President Quinlan and Secretary-Treasurer Geltfin, the only two among his associates that his messenger had been able to find about the executive department at the moment. He continued: "Coming like a complete shock, you could 'a' knocked me down with a feather, I assure you. For a minute I couldn't believe it.
Reporting progress to the president, Mr. Quinlan expanded with self-satisfaction. "I'm fixing to show you something in the way of a speed record," he proudly proclaimed.
Quinlan had thrashed them all, and here was the apparently weakest of them white-faced O'Connell thrashing him. Why, if O'Connell could best him, they all could. The reign of tyranny was over. "Fight! Fight!" they shouted, as they crowded around the combatants. Quinlan rose to his feet only to be put back again on the ground by a straight right in the mouth.
From time to time, while they waited for the master of the house, they cast nervous, apprehensive looks in the direction of the door through which they had entered the room. Their apprehensions apparently were justified by the abrupt arrival upon the scene of Wright and Quinlan, the other nurse-maids, both of whom were hot and flushed and still in a state of frowsy preparation for a journey.
I'll read it to you, Lobel he calls you an old scoundrel in one place and an old sucker in another." "Look out catch him, Quinlan!" cried Mr. Geltfin. "Look at his face he's fixing to faint or something." The prime intent of this recital, as set forth at the beginning, was to tell why Mr. Max Lobel had an attack of apoplexy.
Should I proceed at once with that close study and detailed examination of the house, which I contemplated in my eagerness to establish my theory of a secret passage between it and the one now inhabited by the Misses Quinlan, or should I wait to do this until I had recovered the box, which might hold still greater secrets? I could not decide, so I resolved to be guided by circumstances. If Mrs.
"It strikes me now that my first step should be to ascertain whether there exists any secret connection between the two houses which would enable the Misses Quinlan or their emissaries to gain access to their old home, without ready detection. I know of none, and " "There is none," broke in its now emphatic agent. "A half-dozen tenants, to say nothing of Mr.
Quinlan seconded the demand. "Because you wouldn't dare do it!" In his desire to make clear his point Mr. Geltfin fairly shoveled the words out of himself, bringing them forth overlapping one another like shingles on a roof. "Because the public wouldn't stand for it! Always you brag, Lobel, that you know what the public want!
Magovern's occasional visitors was Old Haley, who had regular employment upon our own place. Like Mike Quinlan, he rejoiced in a wife who was an ornament to her sex a most respectable, handsome and intelligent woman, though education had done little to sharpen her wits or widen her experience.
"Mallard's news; he's the biggest figure in the news that there is to-day in this country." "That's the same foolish argument that the average newspaper man would make," said Quinlan scornfully. "Mallard is news because the newspapers make news of him and for no other reason. Let them quit, and he isn't news any more he's a nonentity, he's nothing at all, he's null and he's void.
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