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"Any answer?" demanded the messenger boy, intent on business. "Yes. Say that I am leaving on the two-twenty. On the two-twenty. Got that, have you?" "Sure, Mike! Prepay or collect?" "I'll I'll pay it, John." Captain Dan reached under his bathrobe. "Hey!" he exclaimed. "I declare I forgot I didn't have on All right, John, I'll pay it. You go get ready." Mr. Doane was on his way to his room.
Tudor's flat, where Senior Polycarp paid them a brief visit. Then Hugo received by messenger a note from Tudor formally regretting that his wife had left her employment without due notice, and enclosing a cheque for the amount of a month's wages in lieu thereof. And then Mr. and Mrs. Tudor had departed for Paris by the two-twenty Folkstone-Boulogne service from Charing Cross.
This set her to running again, so that she fairly flopped with a little collapse on a station bench. A train was just pulling out. There was another at two-twenty. It was ten minutes past three when she burst into the outer offices of the Acme Publishing Company, her lips trembling with a prepared apology she had hardly the breath for. An office boy brought her out an immediate message.
And when it was announced that the effort had fallen short by only a few inches, Irving’s sigh of disappointment went up with that of the boys. At intervals the races were run off—the two-twenty, the quarter-mile, the half-mile, the high hurdles, the low hurdles. Irving started them all without any mishap.
Then all of a sudden I woke up this morning and remembered that we were to be married in a week. That was quite enough for me. I slipped out after lunch, caught the two-twenty train, and here I am." "Exactly," Julien agreed. "Here you are." "With my luggage," she continued, swinging the jewel-case in her hand and laughing in his face. "With your luggage," Julien echoed.
I knew that as I opened the door Carlotta would fall laughing, weeping, sobbing into my arms. I opened the door. It was only a police officer in plain clothes. "Sir Marcus Ordeyne?" "Yes." "We have traced the young lady all right. She left London by the two-twenty Continental express from Victoria with Mr. Sebastian Pasquale." November 1st.
He didn't speak as a friend, but as a disinterested party who wanted justice done; and he proposed to secure it. We took all this quite humbly and asked him why he didn't see Ole himself and order him to unhand the lady. From the way he turned pale, we guessed he had done that already. Ole weighed two-twenty in his summer haircut and was quick-tempered. We then asked him why he didn't buy Ole off.
"At two-twenty from Charing Cross, sir. But the Engadine Express is the best one. Did you miss it?" "No. I just blew in here to see a friend off, and the trip kind of appealed to me. Did you notice a reserved compartment for a Mr. Mark Bower?" "I know Mr. Bower very well, sir. He goes to Paris or Vienna twenty times a year." "To-day he is going to Switzerland." "So he is, to Zurich, I think.
During a period of eight months the stock slowly moved upward, finally crossing the two-hundred mark and reaching two-twenty, at which figure both Addison and Cowperwood sold, realizing nearly a million between them on their investment. In the mean time the foreshadowed political storm was brewing.
Since money was needed by many holders, and this stock was selling at two-twenty, telegraphic orders began to pour in from all parts of the country to sell on the Chicago Exchange, where the deal was being engineered and where the market obviously existed. All of the instigators of the deal conferred, and decided to sustain the market. Messrs.
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