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"So you fell off the water-wagon, eh, even in the watery city?" commented Holmes. "Well, were you sober when you put away the Earl's shirt last night, with the diamond cuff-buttons in it, that is, sober enough to notice that the buttons were really there in the cuffs?" "Oh, yes, sir. I am quite sure that the cuff-buttons must have been stolen during the night."
"You say the camp has already gone dry?" said Ford incredulously. Frisbie nodded. "Everybody's on the water-wagon; here and at all the camps above and below bars not only closed, but apparently wiped out of existence. I went for old Brian last night as soon as I reached here.
With very much love. Yours, CON. November 1st, 1916. My Dearest M.: Peace after a storm! Your letter was not brought up by the water-wagon this evening, but by an orderly the mud prevented wheel-traffic. I was just sitting down to read it when Fritz began to pay us too much attention.
"I thought you was on the water-wagon," was Joe's greeting. Martin did not deign to offer excuses, but called for whiskey, filling his own glass brimming before he passed the bottle. "Don't take all night about it," he said roughly. The other was dawdling with the bottle, and Martin refused to wait for him, tossing the glass off in a gulp and refilling it.
O'Mally's on the water-wagon. But Kitty aggravates me." "What has she done now refused you by Marconigraph?" "No; but she promised me her address." "Address her care Cook's, Florence, Rome, Venice. It's the popular mail-box of Europe; and if she has given them the address, they will forward." "That helps considerably. I'm glad there's one Cook which can be relied on."
Roughly speaking, I should say the meals consume about half one's waking hours, for we are fed five times a day, and fed so well one cannot get his own consent to dodge any of them. Indeed I've only one complaint to make of this ship; she is a "water-wagon" in a double sense, which makes it awkward for a man who never could drink comfortably alone.
"I ain't, ain't I? I 'ain't gone through a living hell sitting on the water-wagon for you, have I?" "Try to keep from twitching that way, Blink. You give me the horrors." "I 'ain't cut out playing stakes, have I? Gad! I can live from Sunday to Sunday on a pick-up from a little gamble here and a little gamble there.
An' they won't be no workin' a livin' soul after six P.M. You hear me talk! They'll be machinery enough an' hands enough to do it all in decent workin' hours, an' Mart, s'help me, I'll make yeh superintendent of the shebang the whole of it, all of it. Now here's the scheme. I get on the water-wagon an' save my money for two years save an' then "
Mundy sent me back. He says to tell you they're about ten mile out now, an' the hosses is gettin' done up for water. He says will you send a water-wagon or will you send out a fresh party?" Conniston's heart leaped at the man's first word. He knew then how he had feared to know what they had found. And then it sank as fear surged higher into it.
The green continuous masses of tree-foliage, lawn, and shrubbery were splendidly asserted; there was a faint wholesome odour from the fine block pavement of the roadway, white, save where the snailish water-wagon laid its long strips of steaming brown.
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