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'Richard Haddon, is that you? she said severely. 'Oh! you wicked, bad, vicious boy! Where have you been? What've you been doing? She was busying herself preparing the lamp, and her tongue ran on. 'You're breakin' your poor mother's heart breakin' my heart with your bushrangin' an' villainy, bringin' down the police, an' trouble, an' sorrow on me.
"Pete, you aggravatin' little brat," said Shorty, giving him a cuff that started the boy's tears to making little white streaks through the black, "where in the world have you bin, and what've you bin doin'?"
"There's Jerry!" she called to Danny. "Thought you would play, after all," Danny remarked. "I'm not," said Jerry. "He's got his cap on!" laughed Celia Jane. "What've you got your cap on for, Jerry?" "And your overcoat?" said Nora. "And your mittens?" chimed in Chris. "You ain't cold, are you?" "I'm running away," Jerry responded, addressing no one in particular.
Ferdinand Scott, a chemist employed in the next room, entered breezily. "Hello, Dicky, thought I heard a racket in here," the newcomer remarked. Then he saw the helper busily mopping up the reeking mass of chemicals. "Great balls of fire!" he exclaimed. "What've you been celebrating? Had an explosion? How, what, and why?"
He met some friends, too, one was a person rather like himself, with the same swaggering high-handed air, who accosted him as we were passing the corner of the square just by the Hôtel d'Aix. "What ho! Basil my boy!" cried the stranger. "In chokey? Took up by the police? What've you done? Robbed a church?" "Come on with us and you'll soon know. No, really, come along, I may want you.
"I ain't done nothin' to you, Byrne. Haven't I always been your friend? What've I ever done to you? For God's sake Byrne you ain't goin' to murder me, are you? They'll get you, sure." Billy Byrne let a rather unpleasant smile curl his lips. "No," he said, "youse ain't done nothin' to me; but you stand for the law, damn it, and I'm going to croak everything I meet that stands for the law.
He strode away greatly pleased with himself, and went and found Mo Shendish. "Man," said he, "have you ever reflected that the dispensing of happiness is the cheapest form of human diversion?" "What've you been doin' now?" asked Mo. "I've just left a lassie tottering over with blissful dreams." "Gorblime!" said Mo, "and to think that if I could sling the lingo, I might've done the same!"
"Oh, thanks," said Osborn, "thanks very much. Where's Marie?" "She's gone to bed." "Gone to bed, and left you here by yourself!" Then a thought assailed him: "I say," he asked himself, "is she is she staying behind to give me a talking-to about anything? What've I done now?" The question made him antagonistic, and he looked at her keenly.
"Here, you, Curly!" he shouted. "What's all this about?" Curly, after a swift dash up the street, was now spurring back madly, his hat swinging in the air, himself crazed as the others. "He's in!" he yelled. "We done it!" "Who's in? What've you done?" "Dan Anderson nomernated him for Congress day 'fore yestidday, over to Cruces.
"Ken Dorchin; Harry Cobb; Dick Hirschfield; Jerry McCarty; Ramon Nogales; Pete Shawne; Tom Hutchinson " "Who ?" Yetsko began. "What've they gotta do with ?" "We need a gang; the two of us'd last about as long as a pint of beer at a Dutch picnic." Ray went to the desk, grabbed a pen, and made a list of names, in a fair imitation of Ralph Prestonby's neat block-printing.
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