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I knowed him for what he is directly I saw him. Ferreting about, that's his game; to see if there's anything to be got." "But what is he ferreting here for?" said Mr John Stringer. "I'm ferreting for Mr Soames's cheque for twenty pounds," said Mr Toogood. "That's the cheque that the parson stole," said Dan Stringer. "He's to be tried for it at the 'sizes."
They spoke to him, they recognized him, they rushed up to his mine and stared at the ore he had dug; and even the Professor had purloined a specimen to take over and show to Murray. And all because, while the rest of them loafed, he had drifted in on his vein until he cut the stringer of copper.
Early on the following morning he observed that he was specially regarded by a shabby-looking man, dressed in black, but in a black suit that was very old, with a red nose, whom he had seen in the hotel on the preceding day; and he learned that this man was a cousin of the landlord, one Dan Stringer, who acted as a clerk in the hotel bar.
If he and Stringer could have secured the contract, they could have carried it through all right, Stringer would have put the thing in the hands of Laurenson of Philadelphia, and their commission would have been enormous, a stroke of the British Government's pen would have filled their pockets; failing that they were bankrupt. At least Jones was.
This caused those who were waiting to become impatient, and while Bert was about making another start, one of them who stood behind him gave him a sharp push, saying: "Hurry up there, slow coach." As it happened, Bert was just at that moment changing his grip upon the rope, and balancing himself upon the extreme edge of the stringer, which formed the edge of the wharf.
Mother Trigedgo had said that he should be brave, nevertheless very well then, he would dare oppose Murray. But now to choose between the two, between the Professor's stringer of gold and Bunker's vein of silver with the ill will of Murray attached. Denver pondered them well and at last he lit a candle and referred it to Napoleon's Oraculum.
A half hour later, the AP man in San Francisco picked up the phone. "I've just come back from that explosion," the Carson City stringer said. The AP man put his hand over the phone and called across the desk. "Get ready for a '95' first lead blast." "O.K.," the San Francisco desk man said, "let's have it." He tucked the phone between chin and shoulder and poised over his typewriter.
At any rate, there were a few faithful little women in the grand stand Milly and Nan and Rose Stringer and Kate Bogart who sat with compressed lips and hoped and prayed for that game to begin and end. The gong called off the practice, and Spears, taking the field, yelled gruff encouragement to his men. Umpire Carter brushed off the plate and tossed a white ball to Rube and called: "Play!"
Down swept the eager wave... down down down... It lapped over the stern of the cutter; the tiny craft staggered, and paused, tremulous dragged back by that iron grip of old Neptune then leaped on away headed back into the Thames estuary, triumphant. "God's mercy!" whispered Stringer "that was touch-and-go!" No living thing moved upon the waters.
Stringer stood to the left side of the plate, and I could see the bulge of his closely locked jaw. He swung on the first pitched ball. With the solid rap we all rose to watch that hit. The ball lined first, then soared and did not begin to drop till it was far beyond the right-field fence. For an instant we were all still, so were the bleachers.
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