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The town, too, like all the upper Yukon towns, is much decayed; the custom-house, the police barracks, the company's store, the road-house, and the little mission embracing nearly all its activities and housing nearly all its population.
There were half a dozen versions of the story, Jimmie found; some declared that the outraged husband had caught young Granitch in his home and had fetched a surgeon there; others that he had taken him to a hospital; others that the operation had been performed in a road-house near by.
It appeared that for many years she had lived in America, where her husband had worked in a silk mill and she had kept a little road-house, tempting American autoists with French cooking and wine of Burgundy.
The dogs must belong to the native encampment some six miles back, and they had been to the road-house for what scraps they could pick up, and were returning. It was probably a daily excursion and they had doubtless followed their accustomed trail. So it turned out.
That Hal Surtaine, carried away by the girl's vividness and allure, might have involved himself in a liaison with her was credible enough. He recalled the episode of the road-house, on that stormy spring day. That Hal would have deserted her afterward, Ellis could not believe.
"Well, isn't this better than a road-house reeking of food and flies and made hideous by a Jazz band?" "Much better," she said. The delightful silence was broken by the crickets. "Martin Martin," she thought, "and it was all my fault." A sort of tremble ran over Gilbert as he looked at her. Agony and joy clashed in his heart.
With the usual promptness both map and officer appeared. The officer, who could not have been more than twenty-five years of age, discussed with me in fluent colloquial English the whole of this section of Lincolnshire. Not a hummock, road, road-house, even to farmers' residences and blacksmith's shop of which he did not have exact knowledge.
Tell them you're going to Ida Earle's and why tell them you're afraid it's a frame-up, and for them to keep your notes as evidence. And enclose the one from her." Wharton nodded in approval, and, while he wrote, Rumson and the detective planned how, without those inside the road-house being aware of their presence, they might be near it. Kessler's Café lay in the Seventy-ninth Police Precinct.
As one approaches a road-house, and to greater degree a village or a town, it is seen enveloped in mist, although there be no open water to account for it, and the prospect in every other direction be brilliantly clear. It is not mist at all; it is merely the smoke from the stovepipes. And the explanation is simple, although not all at once arrived at.
There's whistles blowing, bells ringing, and can't we find some quiet road-house where I can get an hour's rest? Put me in a boiler-shop or a round-house, where I can go to sleep." "The hotels are all alike," Boyd answered. "You will soon get used to it." "Who, me? Never! I want to get back to God's country." "Hurrah for you!" ejaculated Clyde. "Same here. And I'm going with you."
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