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"So we kinder want t' know," continued M'Ginnis, heedless always of those baleful watching eyes, "we just want t' get on t' how you " "Oh, say give it a rest!" cried Spike desperately. "Give it a rest, can't ye?" "Why, then, Kid, what about comin' over t' O'Rourke's t'night?" Spike wrung his hands. "If Hermy finds out, she'll cry, I guess "
'You don't mean that, sir, said the man, with the ready sympathy of the lower orders for an intoxicated gentleman. 'I had better take you home, sir; you can go to Scotland Yard tomorrow. 'Is it as friend or as perfessional man you advise me not to go Shcotlan' Yard t'night? enquired Michael. 'All righ', never min' Shcotlan' Yard, drive Gaiety bar. 'The Gaiety bar is closed, said the man.
There's some o' the toughest guys in little Manhattan Village at O'Rourke's dump t'night, keepin' th' ring an' fair achin' for trouble." "We must dodge 'em, Spider." "S'pose we can't?" "Then we must trust our luck, and I've got a hunch we shall get Spike away somehow before Mr. Flowers dopes him or makes him drunk; anyway we'll try. The dressing rooms are behind the annex, aren't they?"
So I said to it 'To the right, Dobbin, my canny fellow; thou shalt be foddered at awd Betty Bell's t'night, and if a' be as it shud be, thou shalt hae a rest t'morrow tee, into the bargain. So Dobbin took away across the moor to Elsdon, just as natural as a Christian could hae done. Weel, when I reached Elsdon, and went into Betty Bell's, there were five o' my cronies sitting.
"Aw, that's because Shunky Cheestely chased him all the way up from the corral a minute ago," Happy Jack explained the phenomenon. "I betcher he swaps ends some uh these times and gives that dog the s'prise of his life. He come purty near makin' a stand t'night."
You got a kiss-me-an'-let-me-die sort o' feelin', hey? Some nice bit o' stuff been turnin' ye down, bo?" "That'll be about enough!" said Ravenslee, quick and fierce; and, meeting the flash of his eye, the Spider edged away again. "Sufferin' Mike!" said he, "you sure ain't doin' the affable chat stunt t'night!"
With a sigh of heartfelt relief, Rex put his arm in the big fellow's at the foot of the steps. Freedom must now be at hand, for Billy's home was in a great apartment building not ten minutes' walk away. The culprit himself seemed to realize that his fling was over. "Raished Cain t'night, didn' we, ol' pal?" he inquired, and squeezed Rex's guiding arm with affection.
"Not many minutes elapsed before the quick loud rap of the postman brought Mrs. Jolly, the housekeeper, to the door; and edging close to him of the red jacket, I asked in a tremulous voice 'If Mr. Mornington was at home? "'Why, dearee me, master Philip, is that you? said the kind woman, elevating her spectacles: 'who would have thought of seeing you t'night? "'Who, indeed! But, my dear Mrs.
"We ain't got no call t' fight, now, Jim," he said in a tone of respect. "We got something else t' think about; an' that's what I come here fer t'night. I didn't aim t', 'til I seed what I did at th' ranch down yonder. I tell you hit's time we was a doin' somethin'." At this, Mr. Lane's face and manner changed quickly.
Then she looked again at Prue and, unable to resist the invitation, came towards her. The old woman caught her by the arm so that she had to bend her head. "Miss Julie," whispered Prue, "Massa Pinckney told me tell yo' he be at de gate t'night same time 'slas' night.
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