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Rawson's handbag, and they trooped altogether through the great station to the waiting train, and instead of saying, "Can't go through yet, ladies not till the train's made up," the gatekeeper smiled in genial fashion into their bright faces and promptly unlocked the gate for them. That was because one of them was the daughter of a railroad official, but Nan didn't know that.
It was kept in a recess, whence it was never taken except on Christmas and Easter days, or, according to Train's account, at Christmas alone. Then, we are told, it was "filled with wine, and quaffed off at a breath by the head of the house only, as a libation to the spirit for her protection." Here is no mention of the theft of the goblet unless from St.
Hardly had Manolo Berlanga left the shop when he hurried to his lodgings. He had no more than reached the front room when no longer able to restrain his evil thoughts he asked: "Has Amadeo got here, yet?" "He'll be here in about fifteen minutes," answered Rafaela. "It's nine o'clock, now. The train's already in. I heard it whistle."
Our folks well, if you ask me, I really think they're scared." "That's hard, Cale!" "Yes, hard for me to say to you, with your wife sad and your girl just now able to sit up yes, it's hard. Harder still since we both know it's your own personal matter this quarrel of those two young men, which I don't need explain. That's at the bottom of the train's uneasiness." "Well, they've both gone now."
There's nobody there now." "No, only a few Government officials and some odds and ends of hangers-on. To be sure, Congress is in session, but there's nobody there. My train's been called, Ches; so long." "Let me carry your bag." Chester reached for it. "I say, this isn't a tool-kit this is a stunner of a regulation travelling bag.
The train's due, but 'tain't here yit. If you run you can make it." Issy took a card from his pocket. It was the business card of the firm to whom he sold his quahaugs. On the back of the card he wrote in pencil as follows: "Mr. Beriah Higgins, your daughter Gertrude is going to meet Sam'l Bartlett at the Baptist Church in Trumet at 8 P.M. to-night and get married to him.
I have a game shoulder, nearly well now, but it gives me a twinge occasionally. The train's on time, I believe." A blast from the locomotive and a humming of the rails woke the station to life. Archie grabbed the larger of Congdon's bags and led the way toward a voice bawling "Chicago sleeper."
He looked at his watch, made a rapid calculation that showed him he had about five minutes before the train's departure, and then he hurried off to his right and down the stairs that led to the lavatories.
"The train's starting," he said; "make haste, make haste!" Indeed, the loud ringing of a bell was clearly resounding above the growing tumult of the crowd. And the doctor, having requested two bearers to watch the body, which would be removed later on when the train had gone, desired to accompany his friends to their carriage. They hastened their steps.
Driver, can we get to the station in time if we stop a little while?" The person addressed was a young negro who had become intensely interested in the conversation. "Oh, yes, sah," he answered. "We'll git dar twenty minutes before de train does, and if you takes half an hour I can whip up. That train's mostly late, anyway." "All right," cried Locker. "And now, sir, how shall we fight?
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