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"Meanwhile," he resumed, "your life is in imminent danger from shock, and the end may come in a few minutes or hours from that cause. Attend without delay to whatever matters may require settling, and Dr. Rowell," glancing at that gentleman, "will give you something to brace you up. I speak frankly, for I see that you are a man of extraordinary nerve. Am I right?"
A gambler is nothing if not superstitious and so Rowell was not in the least surprised when he saw the young man emerge from the dark stairway, hesitate for a moment between the two directions open to him, and finally choose the one that the gambler expected him to take.
N. W. Rowell, who, as President of the Council and Governmental head of the force, had specially studied the history of the Police: "When the Canadian West first saw the scarlet jacket the prairies were in a transition stage which contained grave possibilities of danger.
It brings a single ray of hope into your desperate condition." Arnold's eyes sparkled and he caught his breath. A tremor passed all through him, and I felt it in the hand I was holding. Life was sweet to him, then, after all sweet to this wild dare-devil who had just faced death with such calmness! Dr. Rowell, though showing no sign of jealousy, could not conceal a look of incredulity.
"Straight life it is, then, and I will pay you for the two years or say, to make it sure, for two years and a half down, when you bring me the papers." Thus it was that with part of the money he had won, Pony Rowell insured his life for $100,000, and with another part he paid his board and lodging for a year ahead at the Metropolitan Hotel. The remainder he kept to speculate on.
Coles to come to Coniston much against the great man's inclination, and to the detriment of his patients: Jethro who, on receiving Cynthia's note, had left the capital on the next train and had come to Coniston, and had at once gone to Boston for the specialist. "I do not know why I came," said the famous physician to Dr. Abraham Rowell of Tarleton, "I never shall know.
Meanwhile, Entrefort was deftly cutting away the white shirt and the undershirt, and soon had the breast exposed. He examined the gem-studded hilt with the keenest interest. "You are proceeding on the assumption, doctor," he said, "that this weapon is a knife." "Certainly," answered Dr. Rowell, smiling; "what else can it be?" "It is a knife," faintly interposed Arnold. "Did you see the blade?"
Whoever enjoys the cash ultimately, he never does. Now if you had the money in your pocket what would you do?" "I would go back to Mellish's and have another try." "I believe you," said Rowell with, for the first time, some cordiality in his voice. He recognized a kindred spirit in this young man. "Nevertheless it would be a foolish thing to do. You have two chances before you.
That's superstition, Rowell. You're too cool a man to mind when you touch a card. Come on." "That's all right. At midnight, I said to myself, and at midnight it shall be or not at all." The old gamblers in the place nodded approval of this resolution. It was all right enough for Bert Ragstock to sneer at superstition, because he was not a real gambler.
Pony was in his shirt sleeves and he did not seem pleased at the interruption. "What do you want?" he asked shortly. "Look here, Pony," said Bert, "I have confessed to Mellish and I've come to confess to you. I want you to be easy with me and hush the thing up. I cheated. I stocked the cards." "You're a liar," said Rowell, looking him straight in the eye.
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