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Updated: September 21, 2025
"There are half-a-dozen alterations I want to make now. I'll touch it up to-morrow. It'll keep till then." "That sort of stuff would keep for years if it wasn't for the Scrutineer," said Stratton. "Very few papers care to publish it nowadays." "The Scrutineer is getting just like all the rest of them," commented George.
She liked her sisters' husbands very well, and in former days, before Harry Clavering had come to Stratton, she had never taught herself to think that she, if she married, would want anything different from that which Providence had given to them. She had never thrown up her head, or even thrown up her nose, and told herself that she would demand something better than that.
"Besides," he added, seeing that his friend's expression did not lighten, "with somethin' like this doin', you'd think his lordship would want to strut around in them baggy pants an' yellow boots, an' air his views on how to go about to catch the gang." Stratton turned his head abruptly. "But they must be there!" he said sharply. "They surely can't have gone away."
I may say, however, that I look for a higher reward than money if I am successful in this search." "Yes, I am sure you do," answered the lady, innocently. "If you succeed in this, you will be very famous." "Exactly; it's fame I'm after," said Stratton, shaking her hand once more, and taking his leave. When he reached his hotel, he found the Chicago detective waiting for him.
Fifteen minutes later the roan, saddled and bridled, pawed the dust beside the hitching rack in front of the store, while Buck Stratton made a small bundle of his coat, vest, and a few necessaries from his bag and fastened it behind the saddle.
"I warned yuh, didn't I, the Shoe-Bar was a hoodoo outfit?" he evaded. Stratton shook some tobacco into a cigarette-paper and jerked the draw-string with his teeth. "Sure you did, but that's not the question," he persisted. "I asked you if any other punchers had met up with accidents out there lately." The old man continued to cock an eye on the store entrance.
She had seen Stratton while going to and fro on the San Francisco boat; she had exchanged notes with him, had met him secretly, and finally consented to elope with him to Sacramento, only to discover when the boat had left the wharf the real nature of his intentions. Jack listened with infinite weariness and inward chafing.
Stratton, that anything I can do to help you I shall be glad to do; and now let me give you a hint. If you want to see Mrs. Brenton, the best thing is to get permission from her lawyers. If I were you I would not see Benham he's rather a hard nut, Benham is, although you needn't tell him I said so. You get on the right side of Brown.
But she played with Cissy and Sophie, giving them their little presents from Stratton; and sat with the baby in her lap, kissing his pink feet and making little soft noises for his behoof sweetly as she might have done if no terrible crisis in her own life had now come upon her. Not a tear as yet had moistened her eyes, and Cecilia was partly aware that Florence's weeping would be done in secret.
"What is it?" he questioned eagerly, as Buck bent down to scoop up a handful of the trampled sand. "What have yuh " He broke off abruptly as Stratton turned suddenly on him, eyes dilated and a spot of vivid color glowing on each cheek-bone. "Don't you see?" he demanded, thrusting his hand toward the boy. "Don't you understand?" Staring at the open palm, Jessup's eyes widened and his jaw dropped.
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