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"Thanks to whom?" asked Rhoda. "It was a tall young man. He said his name was Charley Cartwell." "Yup!" answered Katherine. "Charley Cartwell! His other name is Kut-le. He'll be in to dinner with Jack, tonight. Isn't he good-looking, though!" "I don't know. I was so dizzy I couldn't see him. He seemed very dark. Is he a Spaniard?" "Spaniard! No!"
"Sure." "I have an ulterior motive two, actually. Leaky faucets." "Say no more. I was born to plumb." "See you around noon, then?" "Yup. Wait a minute, where?" She gave him directions to a small street on the Ewa side of Manoa Valley. "No problem," he said putting the phone down. "Trouble in Gotham, Batman. Lady needs help." He rubbed his hands together.
"What you mean, I think, is that you think I'm too young for you. It's a compliment, really. Men have trouble saying what they think, sometimes." She seemed pleased, like a teen-ager. "What are you studying?" Joe asked. "Buddhism. I have a doctorate in comparative religion. I was a pastor for a while and then I worked at a seminary. I was canned." "Fired?" "Yup.
Gertrude hastened to find the time-table. John turned to the messenger. "Know anything about Boston trains?" he asked. "Yup. Two-twenty express through from New York. That's the next." John stepped to the drawing-room and looked at the clock. "I can get it, I think," he announced. "I must. If I can get a cab " "I'll 'phone for one. But but, John, you hadn't ought to "
The hotel man was evidently unwilling to give up any information until it was wrenched out of him, bit by bit. Mr. Daddles continued the cross-examination. "Do you know where he's gone?" "Oh, he went away before six o'clock." "Well, do you know WHERE he went?" "Where? Oh, he told me Joe, where'd he say he was goin'?" One of the men on the piazza answered: "Big Duck." "Big Duck Island?" "Yup. He "
I have only to bid farewell to See Yup, and close this reminiscence of a misunderstood man, by adding the opinion of an eminent jurist in San Francisco, to whom the facts were submitted: "So clever was this alleged fraud, that it is extremely doubtful if an action would lie against See Yup in the premises, there being no legal evidence of the 'salting, and none whatever of his actual allegation that the gold-dust was the ORDINARY yield of the tailings, that implication resting entirely with the committee who examined it under false pretense, and who subsequently forced the sale by intimidation."
"Heman's a heap more anxious to see her than she is to see him," observed the former. "He's pretty fur gone in that direction, judgin' by the weather signs." Thankful nodded. "I cal'late that's so," she agreed. "Still, he's been just as fur gone with others, if all they say's true. Mr. Daniels is a fascinator, so everybody says." "Yup. Prides himself on it, always seemed to me.
So I let it down on the cushion very easy and I saw we were all alone. Maybe you won't understand and it's hard to tell you. But I didn't say anything; I just stayed there and rubbed his forehead. "We told her," he said, kind of as if he was weak and tired. "Yup," I said, "you told her" "Somebody'll get it maybe," he said.
It was a self-poised, matter-of-fact figure for such a little one, and, out there in the rain under the tent roof of the umbrella, it was rather pitiful. "Please, sir," said the child, "are you Captain Cyrus Whittaker?" "Yup! That's me. You've guessed it the first time." "Yes, sir. I've got a letter for you. It's pinned inside my dress. If you could hold this umbrella maybe I could get it out."
"Yup," shouted one of the boys with that prodigality of intonation distinguishing the child of the streets, who makes every statement as if his word had just been contradicted out of hand, "he means de bloke wid de black block. Aw, he lef' early dis mornin' wid 's junk follerin. Dey's two of 'em. Wot's he t'ink? Dis ain't no Nigger's Rest. Dis yere's all Eyetalian." St.
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