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Magee, and stood by the woman's chair. She looked up, her eyes heavy with sleep, her appearance more tawdry than ever in that faint light. "Madam," remarked the professor, with the air of a judge trying a case, "your daughter has to-night made her escape from this place with a large sum of money earnestly desired by the prosecuting attorney of Reuton county.
He swung up over the rail on to the veranda, and walked softly along it until he came to a window opening into the office. Cautiously he peered in. The vast lonely room was lighted by a single candle. At the foot of the broad stair he could discern a great bulk, seated on the lowest step, which he correctly took to be the mayor of Reuton. Back of the desk, on which stood the candle, Mr.
"But it can, and it will," cried Kendrick. "I'm going to lay a stretch of track in Reuton with your joints. That's all you need they'll have to use 'em then. We'll force the Civic into it. We can do it, Quimby we surely can." Quimby rubbed his hand across his eyes. "You'll lay a stretch of track " he repeated. "That's great news to me, Mr. Kendrick. I I can't thank you now." His voice was husky.
In the name of the law, I command you to tell me her destination, and what she proposes to do with that package of greenbacks." The woman blinked stupidly in the dusk. "She ain't my daughter," she replied, and Mr. Magee's heart leaped up. "I can tell you that much. I keep a boarding-house in Reuton and Miss the girl you speak about has been my boarder for three years.
Until then you may go when and where you please." "Thanks," sneered the mayor. "I'll expect you. I'll be ready. I've had to get ready to answer your kind before. You think you got me, eh? Well, you're a fool to think that. As for Drayton, the pup, the yellow-streaked pup I'll talk to Mister Drayton when I get back to Reuton."
For he had lost sight of her in the great Reuton station of his imagination she had slipped from his dreams to go where he could not follow, even in thought. He felt as he knew this great bare room must feel each fall when the last laugh died away down the mountain, and the gloom of winter descended from drab skies. Selecting a log of the hermit's cutting from the stock beside the hearth, Mr.
And now he was past ten rows or more of them on his way through, and the crowd began to scurry away. They scampered like ants, clawing at one another's backs to make a path. And so finally, between two rows of them, the mayor of Reuton went his way triumphantly. Somewhere, on the edge of the crowd, an admiring voice spoke. "Hello, Jim!" The mayor waved his hand.
The train began to move. "Get off yourself, you coward," sneered Cargan. "Oh, I know you. It doesn't take much to make your stomach shrink. Get off." Max eagerly seized his hat and bag. "I will, if you don't mind," he said. "See you later at Charlie's." And in a flash of tawdry attire, he was gone. The mayor of Reuton no longer sat limp in his seat.
There's a big crowd in the station at Reuton. They're waiting for you, sir; they've heard you're on this train. This lying newspaper, Mr. Cargan, it's been telling tales I guess you know about that. There's a big mob. You better get off here, sir, and go down-town on a car." If the mighty Cargan had looked limp and beaten for a moment he looked that way no more.
Kendrick here and myself represent at Baldpate Inn the prosecuting attorney of Reuton county. We " Cargan, big, red, volcanic, interrupted. "Drayton," he bellowed. "Drayton sent you here? The rat! The pup! Why, I made that kid. I put him where he is. He won't dare touch me." "Won't he?" returned Professor Bolton. "My dear sir, you are mistaken.
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