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Updated: June 7, 2025
If you start the wheels, you must stand the racket!" "Then you allow a notorious gambler to break every law of the land and say you can give me no help whatever in balking what amounts to a criminal abduction?" The swivel-chair creaked peremptorily, as the public prosecutor turned sharply back to his desk. "You'd better try the police!" he bit out impatiently. Durkin strode to the door.
Dayne's high-backed swivel-chair, which, when she leaned back, let her neat-shod little feet swing clear of the floor. The chair was a happy thought; it steadied her; so did his unexampled solicitousness, which showed, she thought, that her emotion had not escaped him. "I have decided that I would take it," said she, "with a a sort of condition." Sitting in the chair placed for Mr.
"Don't he see nobody here without he pays ten?" the woman asked. "No." "Where is the hospital?" "St. Isidore's the clinic is every other Saturday at nine." "But my head hurts awful bad. The doctor up our way don't know anything about it." The clerk no longer answered; she had turned half around in her swivel-chair. Sommers leaned over her desk, and said,
He whirled his swivel-chair and sat there at his desk, his rectangular front squared to meet them. The three men who came in were of the rural businessmen type, and their faces were not amiable. Two of them halted in the middle of the sumptuous apartment and the third stepped a couple of paces ahead of them. He carried a huge roll of engineers' plans under his arm.
He imagined that these poems might possibly be a trap which some one had laid for him with the purpose of drawing him into printing them, and then of pointing out by this fact how little read he was, and how unfit to occupy the swivel-chair into which he had so lately dropped.
But he seemed even more anxious than I to attract no attention, and once in Empire requested that we take the shortest and most inconspicuous route to the police station; and my responsibility was soon over. Many were the Z.P. facts I picked up during the next few days in the swivel-chair.
Here, you must have said to yourself, is a man of just, sober, and prudent views, fixed purposes, and the good citizenship that avoids debt and hazard of every kind. "What do you want?" asked Lapham, wheeling round in his swivel-chair as Rogers entered his room, and pushing the door shut with his foot, without rising.
The arm-chair hugs me; the swivel-chair spins round with me, as if it were giddy with pleasure; the vast recumbent fauteuil stretches itself out under my weight, as one joyous with food and wine stretches in after-dinner laughter. The boarders were pleased to say that they were glad to get me back. One of them ventured a compliment, namely, that I talked as if I believed what I said.
The most important citizen was Lee Hardy, the Wells Fargo agent. Office jobs are hard to find in the mountain-desert, and those who hold them win respect. The owner of a swivel-chair is more lordly than the possessor of five thousand "doggies." Lee Hardy had such a swivel-chair.
Well, sir," he continued, wheeling round in his leather-cushioned swivel-chair, and facing Bartley, seated so near that their knees almost touched, "so you want my life, death, and Christian sufferings, do you, young man?" "That's what I'm after," said Bartley. "Your money or your life."
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