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He would fight him with his right arm tied behind his back! And before Elise and the Yellow-back, and all that crowd, friends tied his arm so that it was like a piece of wood behind him, and it was his right arm, his fighting arm, the better half of him that was gone. And even then the Yellow-back was as white as the paper he drew pictures on.
Now let's see the parlour." The parlour boasted of a horsehair sofa, chairs to match, pictures to match, and a glass fronted bookcase containing volumes of the Sunday Companion, Sword and Trowel, Home Influence, and Ouida's "Moths" in the old, yellow-back, two shilling edition. "Very nice indeed," said Jones. "What do you charge?"
"For the third time I interfered, and for the third time Jacques Dupont beat me until I was nearer dead than alive. And since then I have made it none of my business. It was, after all, the fault of the man who ran away. You see, m'sieu, it was like this: Dupont was mad for her, and this man who ran away the Yellow-back wanted her, and Elise loved the Yellow-back.
Helene wrung her hands in a frenzy as she watched their futile efforts. Wallie always carried a rope on his saddle, why didn't he use it? Was he afraid? Couldn't he? She felt a swift return of her old contempt for him. Was he only a "yellow-back" cowpuncher after all, underneath his Western regalia? Momentarily she despised him.
So tiny and elegant, the smallest of the warblers; a delicate blue back, with a slight bronze-colored triangular spot between the shoulders; upper mandible black; lower mandible yellow as gold; throat yellow, becoming a dark bronze on the breast. Blue yellow-back he is called, though the yellow is much nearer a bronze.
And like fire touched to powder, swiftly as lightning illumines the sky, the glory of it blazed in Reese Beaudin's face. And all that were there heard him clearly: "I am Reese Beaudin. I am the Yellow-back. I have returned to meet a man you all know Jacques Dupont.
Yetive was finally obliged to place her hand on the enthusiastic visitor's lips. "Peace," she cried, blushing. "You make me feel like a a what is it you call her a dime-novel heroine?" "A yellow-back girl? Never!" exclaimed Beverly, severely. Visitors of importance in administration circles came at this moment and the princess could not refuse to see them.
The word 'yellow-back' witnesses its close association with fiction; and in France, as we know, it is the all but universal custom to bind books in yellow paper. Mr. Heinemann and Mr. Unwin have endeavoured to naturalise the custom here; but, though in cloth yellow has emphatically 'caught on, in paper it still hangs fire.
There were two men in there, French Pete and Marny Day undoubtedly, and they sat on opposite sides of a table, and a lamp burned on the table, and one of the men was counting out a sheaf of crisp yellow-back banknotes but the other, while apparently engrossed in the first man's occupation, and while he leaned forward in apparent eagerness, was edging one hand stealthily toward the lamp, and his other hand, hidden from his companion's view by the table, was just drawing a revolver from his pocket.
"'I saw him tucking a yellow-back into his vest pocket as he came out, says I. 'It may be, says I, 'that they call you a library door, but they treat you more like the side door of a bank. But let us hope for the worst. "'It has cost money, of course, says O'Connor; 'but we'll have the country in our hands inside of a month.
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