But I beat them, just as I beat the Pater! They know I'm the man they're after! They know I'm the son of the Duke of " He mumbled a name Marcella could not catch. "Tha's why Pater s'posed father pers'cuted me all 'long! He was in their pay. Can't you see it? But I got away. Only they'll have me, they'll have me. They're on the roof now! Marsh-Marshe-lla, can you guard chimney if they come down?

He leaned over and presented a cold, hard face to that of Mr. Beales Chadsey, of Louisville, Kentucky. "Tha's all right, Captain," leered Chadsey, mockingly. "I got a card. No harm done. Here you are. You c'n see me any time you want Hotel Buckingham, Fifth Avenue and Fiftieth Street. I got a right to speak to anybody I please, where I please, when I please. See?"

All th' real 'Merikens comes from the North, wheer New York is." "I come from New York," said Tembarom. "Tha wert born i' th' workhouse, tha run about th' streets i' rags, tha pretty nigh clemmed to death, tha blacked boots, tha sold newspapers, tha feyther was a common workin'-mon and now tha's coom into Temple Barholm an' sixty thousand a year."

Tha's all. All the people call me Frenchy, eh? You don' remember?" "No," said Mills thoughtfully; "but then I seen a good many chaps, and I'd be like to forget some o' them. You doin' anything round here?" The man who called himself Jacques held up a finger. "Ah, you wan' to know, eh? Well, I don' tell you. I fin' anything, I don' tell all the people; I don' blow the gaff. I sit still, eh?

Under the Euripides was the piled up manuscript of Rickman's great neo-classic drama, Helen in Leuce. He implored Spinks to read it. "There," he said, "rea' that. Tha's the sor' o' thing I write when I'm drunk. Couldn' do it now t' save my life. Temp'rance been my ruin." He threw himself on his bed.

"Can't see whether tha's twenty dollars, or two hundred dollars or two thousand dollars." The waiter murmured the amount, but not so softly but that Mrs. Toomey paled when she heard it. He had not enough to pay it, she was sure of it, for while he had brought from the room an amount that would have been ample for any ordinary theater supper, wine had not been in his calculations. Mrs.

"'Fraid you can't trust me to go alone, are you?" he queried. "'Cause, if so " "Tha's all right," interrupted the Frenchman. "I coom now." "Right you are," said Mills heartily. "Come along then!" They strode off in the direction of the drift, Mills going thoughtfully, with an occasional glance at his companion. The Frenchman smiled perpetually, and once he laughed out.

He stood still as if he were afraid to breathe as if he would not have stirred for the world, lest his robin should start away. He spoke quite in a whisper. "Well, I'm danged!" he said as softly as if he were saying something quite different. "Tha' does know how to get at a chap tha' does! Tha's fair unearthly, tha's so knowin'."

"You have give Dave a raw deal, and you'll not get away with it." "I pack a gun. Come a-shootin' when you're ready," retorted Miller. "Tha's liable to be right soon, you damn horsethief. We've rid 'most a hundred miles to have a li'l' talk with you and yore pardner there." "Shoutin' about that race yet, are you? If I wasn't a better loser than you " "Don't bluff, Miller.

Byfield leaves us to expatiate in realms untrodden by the foot of man "'The feathered tribes on pinions cleave the air; Not so the mackerel, and, still less, the bear. But Byfield does it Byfield in his Monster Foolardi. But he'll come back oh, never doubt he'll come back! and begin the dam business over again. Tha's the law 'gravity 'cording to Byfield." Mr.