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"Yes," said Denham, who had drifted to my side again, according to what had now become a custom of his for I could not go to him "we're regularly ringed round, Val." "Yes, they're very strong," I said. "No, they're not, lad, for a ring's very weak, and bends or breaks if it's pushed from the inside; but if pushed from the outside it takes a deal to break it. We'll both bend and break it to-night."
Ring was shrewd enough to guess the half that Jerry jumbled in his eagerness. "Where are you so I can call you back?" was Mr. Ring's only reply. Fifteen minutes later the telephone rang. Jerry answered, to hear: "Ten gallons of gasoline, double strained, left here five minutes ago on a fast delivery truck. It ought to reach the road opposite Lost Island inside of two hours.
The Ring's origin was wrapped in secrecy, its fecundity was alarming; but although its rapacity was preternatural, its digestion was perfect and easy. It circumvolved all affairs in an atmosphere of mystery; it clouded all things with the dust and ashes of distrust. All disappointment of place, of avarice, of incompetency or ambition, was clearly attributable to it.
The long period of judging came at last to an end. And the "Best Dog in Show" special was called. Into the ring Ferris escorted Chum, amid a multitude of fellow winners, representing one male or female of every breed exhibited. Leighton and another judge stood in the ring's center, and around them billowed the heterogeneous array. The two went at their Gargantuan task with an expert swiftness.
G. S. Miller, a carpenter, received $360,747.61, and a plasterer named Gray, $2,870,464.06 for nine months' "work." The Times dubbed him the "Prince of Plasterers." Carpets cost $350,000, most of the Brussels and Axminster going to the New Metropolitan Hotel just opened by Tweed's son. The Ring's hold upon the legislature was through bribery, not through partizan adhesion.
One blow of his sword, and Ingebjorg was free to be his wife. But as he looked upon the sleeping King, there came a whisper from a better voice, "It is cowardly to strike a sleeping foe." And Frithiof shuddered, for he was too brave a man to commit murder. "Sleep on, old man," he muttered gently to himself. But Ring's sleep was over. He started up.
Beetle Ring camp lay wrapped in fleecy whiteness. The camp was late astir, for Sunday was Beetle Ring's day not of rest, but of carousal. Two men had started out rather early the camp's jug delegation to the Skylark. Presently the men began to straggle out to the snug row of sheds where the horses were kept.
"And it's my firm belief," reflected Bates with an air of profound conviction, "that that baby of Bennett's was designed special and, as you might say, providential, for to be Beetle Ring's mascot. Fat Pine and Horseshoe have 'em mascots to bring luck, and I've noticed Beetle Ring ain't had the luck lately it should have." Bates paused, and the camp meditated in silent delight.
It was a clenched Hand. I was alone in space, alone with this huge, shadowy Hand, upon which the whole Universe of Matter lay like an unconsidered speck of dust. It seemed as though I watched it through vast periods of time. On the forefinger glittered a ring; and the universe from which I had come was but a spot of light upon the ring's curvature.
"Up at Fat Pine they got what they call a mascot, bein' a tame b'ar; an' up at Horseshoe they got a mascot, bein' a goat. Lots of camps have 'em fetches luck. And the boys are sure that this baby of yours was designed special to be Beetle Ring's mascot. Now, pard, Beetle Ring, as you know, ain't what you'd call a Sunday-school, but the boys they'll behave.
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