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Then, first thing I know and I sure wasn't thinkin' of her nohow there is her face in that picture. I tell you, Ed, figuring out your trail is all right, and sure wise but I'm gettin' so I feel like playin' a hunch every time." "Well, a drink will fix you up. Then we'll mosey over to the room. Our stuff'll be there all right." "'T ain't the money I'm thinkin' about. It's you and me." "Forget it!"
I got to admit the proposition begins to look pretty good: I know the stuff'll sell, and I can't see a thing in the world to stop it. It does look good, and if if " He paused. "If what?" she said, suddenly anxious. He laughed plaintively, as if confessing a superstition. "It's funny well, it's mighty funny about that smell.
"Leave me out, Bill. It's hard fer me to git away. Choose some one else." "Ah, come off, Jim," remonstrated Mickie. "If I tie the knot you'll need to brace the poor divil up a bit with a dram or two of yer hot stuff." "Guess he won't need the rope, then; the stuff'll fix him," came a voice from the back of the room.
They're taking it to London in the autumn. The stuff'll be up Monday, early." Josie Fifer turned away from the telephone with a face so radiant that one of her sewing women, looking up, was moved to comment. "Got some good news, Miss Fifer?" "'Splendour' closes this week." "Well, my land! To look at you a person would think you'd been losing money at the box office every night it ran."
He rose and fetched two glasses from a cupboard and set them on the table. Then he took his sheath knife from his belt, and, with a skilful tap, knocked the neck off the bottle. "No water," he said. "The stuff'll act quicker. We want it to get right up into our heads quick. We want the mad whirl of the devil's dance; we " "But why should you !" "Tut, man! Your gait's good enough for me.
For the briefest instant she hesitated. No, she would not speak, for fear of betraying herself, and she went to the window of the little ticket-office. "Anything for us, Joe?" she asked. "No. There's no express stuff been left," he answered. "Your stuff'll be along by freight, I reckon. Wait a moment and I'll give you the mail-bag." "You can bring it over. It it doesn't matter about the goods."
"The stuff'll be dry by that time!" "Dry or not, that's what I'm going to do. I won't trust lamplight." Slim turned on his heel and flung himself sulkily down on the blanket, fighting her with sullen eyes. She turned on Phil. "How much d'you win?" "Nothin'. Just a couple of hundred." "Just a couple of hundred! You call that nothing?" Phil grunted.
"A little waspish this morning, aren't you, Josephine?" "I've got twenty-five bathing suits for the No. 2 'Ataboy' company to mend and clean and press before five this afternoon. If you think I'm going to stand here wasting my " "All right, all right! I just wanted to tell you that 'My Mistake' closes Saturday. The stuff'll be up Monday morning early." A sardonic laugh from Josie.
"Get on this line here, please, and decelerate, so that the stuff'll catch up with us, and pass the word to the lookouts. Stevens and I will take the bow plates. "That's a good idea," he went on to Stevens, as they took their places at main and auxiliary ultra-banks. "Lot of plunder in that ship.
You put your head out of that door, and I'll give you more vigor than you want, you idiot! I expect that stuff'll soak in and kill me." Then the man took his seat again on the fire-plug, and after reloading the barrel of his gun put on a fresh cap and waited. Perkins remained inside and sent a boy out the back way for the mail.
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