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Pausing by the horse rack he surveyed the two men and boy, if not with indifference, at least with apathy. Just above his head swung the sign with its legend, "Slosson Entertainment"; but if he were Slosson, one could take the last half of the sign either as a poetic rhapsody on the part of the painter, or the yielding to some meaningless convention, for in his person, Mr.

That which she told him was, unconsciously, a confession. She told him of Theodore and his marriage; of her mother's death; of her coming to Haynes-Cooper, and the changes she had brought about there. She showed him the infinite possibilities for advancement there. Slosson she tossed aside.

If I didn't know Slosson to be as honest as Old Dog Tray I'd think he had been selling us to the manufacturers. No wonder this department hasn't paid. He's been giving 'em top prices for shoddy. Now what's this new plan of yours?" In an instant Fanny forgot about Theodore, the new winter suit and furs, everything but the idea that was clamoring to be born.

I can't bear to have you cry!" "I was wild with fear all that time on the boat, Bruce " she faltered between her sobs. "I didn't know but they would find you out. I could only wait and hope and pray!" "I was in no danger, dear. Didn't the girl tell you I was to take the place of a man Slosson was expecting?

"Can you put us up?" inquired Murrell, turning to the tavern-keeper. "I reckon that's what I'm here for," said Slosson. Murrell glanced about the empty yard. "Slack," observed Slosson languidly. "Yes, sir, slack's the only name for it." It was understood he referred to the state of trade. He looked from one to the other of the two men.

He turned from his desk to greet her, his polite smile of greeting giving way to a look of bewilderment. "But you are not the buyer, are you, Miss Brandeis?" "No, Mr. Slosson buys." "I thought so." "But I select for my entire department. I decide on our styles, materials, and prices, six months in advance. Then Mr. Slosson does the actual bulk buying." "Something new-fangled?" inquired Sid Udell.

For the moment Campbell Pope made no reply. Meanwhile a great wave of singing flooded the regions at the back of the theater as the curtain rose and the chorus broke into sudden sound. When he did speak it was with unusual bitterness. "It's the rottenest business in the world, Slosson. Two years ago she was a country girl; now she's a Broadway belle. How long will she last, d'you think?"

Slosson, I'm beginning to think we ought to force the brown men to accept pipes. If they smoked 'em the way you do yours there'd soon be fewer of the pesky brown goo-goos in this land." Fortunately there was water, a clear, cool spring of it just below the trench line. As soon as the men were rested, Captain Freeman detailed a score of them to haul water up into camp.

Then, as they staggered to and fro, Yancy dully bent on strangling his enemy, Slosson whom the sight of blood had wonderfully sobered rushed out from the bar and let loose a perfect torrent of blows with his club. Murrell felt the fingers that gripped him grow weak, and Yancy dropped heavily to the floor.

Keeping close to the water's edge Slosson led the way to a point where a skiff was drawn up on the bank. "Step in, ma'am," he said, when he had launched it. "I will go no farther!" said Betty in desperation. She felt an overmastering fear, the full horror of the unknown lay hold of her, and she gave a piercing cry for help. Slosson swung about on his heel and seized her.