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"Say, bo," he said, in the same hoarse whisper, "I ain't got nuttin' against you, see? If youse wants this here writin', you can have it if youse is willin' to pay more fer it than the other guy!"
"Course youse can git a whack at it," he said, in a weak attempt to be natural and dignified. Daddy tossed the ball to Harris, and as he hobbled off the field he heard Bo calling out low and cautiously to his players. Then Daddy was certain he had discovered a trick. He called his players around him. "This game ain't over yet. It ain't any more'n begun. I'll tell you what.
Flossie looked at Freddie and Freddie looked at Flossie on hearing this. Neither of them said a word, but any one who knew them could easily have told that they were thinking of the same thing the goat. "Well, I'll ride you back to where youse got in me wagon," said Mike, "and then your nickel's about used up." "Oh, I've got another!" cried Freddie eagerly. "We want more ride. Don't we, Flossie?"
"Nope," he said curtly, fixing his eyes again on his book. A movement on the part of the visitor attracted his attention. The seedy man was making for the door of the inner room. Pugsy instantly ceased to be the student and became the man of action. He sprang from his seat and wriggled in between the man and the door. "Youse can't butt in dere," he said authoritatively. "Chase yerself."
Pale Face has got it de same as me, an' he told de Doc dis afternoon, out in de path dere, after de Doc left de cottage here. Dere was a showdown see? De Doc 'ud kill youse an' Thornton ter-night if he caught youse ter-gether. He's like a wild man.
The rest of the push can take care of itself. So, as soon as youse two nail a blind, deck her. An' stay on the decks till youse pass Roseville Junction, at which burg the constables are horstile, sloughin' in everybody on sight." The engine whistled and the overland pulled out. There were three blinds on her room for all of us.
He pulled himself up as Burke marched his man around the corner. The Monk hurried, somewhat unsteadily, to the edge of the fruit stand and looked round it after the two figures. "Do youse know dat cop, ye damn Ginnie?" muttered Jimmie. "Signor, no!" replied the fruit dealer, nervously. "I never saw heem on dis beat before to-day, wenna he buy de apple from me."
"You heard me, didn't you? Who is he?" "Why don't youse ask him yerself?" inquired Rhoda Gray truculently. "I dunno." "You don't, eh?" The man had halted close to where the candle stood on the floor between himself and the Adventurer. "Well, then, I guess we'll find out!" He was peering in the Adventurer's direction, and now there came a sudden savage scowl to his face.
"'Say, Mag, says he, 'get down offen dat staige an' come away from de guy. It ain't in our contrac' dat we has ter stand for his gettin' soft on youse an' stringin' youse like dat. Come down, er I'll climb up an' break his face fer him. "'Sure, Mike, says the blonde, and climbs down. That made Merritt mad and he talks real English without any poetic frills for a minute.
"Aw, go on!" said Rhoda Gray, alias Gypsy Nan, deprecatingly. "Dat don't prove nothin'! I'd have done as much for a stray cat if de bulls was chasm' her. See? I told youse once youse had de wrong number. She didn't leave no address. Dat's flat, an' dat's de end of it." "I'm sorry," said the Adventurer gravely. "Perhaps I haven't made out a good enough case.
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