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"I've heard a deal about them," said Archie, "and it seems to me that the mediums are always poor people, and that they come from nobody knows where. The Spy is a clever woman I dare say " "There isn't much doubt about that," said the admiring Doodles. "But you can't say she's respectable, you know. If I was a spirit, I wouldn't go to a woman who wore such dirty stockings as she had on."
I love Doodles, of course; everybody does. But, David, you ought to know that's all there is to it." "He says he's going to marry you!" Polly laughed outright. "I never heard anything about it before, so I guess I wouldn't let it worry me, David." She chuckled. "Whatever made him say that! He's a funny little chap!" "Will you marry me?" David asked abruptly. Polly's dimples came and went.
Now beat it!" Into the soft brown eyes of Doodles shot an angry light. The other saw it and smiled sneeringly. He did not count on the lad's strength. In a moment the indignation had passed. There was none of it in the quiet voice. "Good-day, sir!" Doodles was gone. A plan had instantly formed in his mind. He would get himself a lunch, and then wait outside the office until Mr. Randolph appeared.
He sauntered up into the billiard-room knowing that his friend would be there, and there he found Doodles with his coat off, the sleeves of his shirt turned back, and armed with his cue. His brother captain, the moment that he saw him, presented the cue at his breast. "Does she know you're there, old fellow; I say, does she know you're there?"
"I guess I haven't made any mistake," he said, reading it over. "Now if you can just put your name there, it will be done." Her hand trembled and the letters were wavering, but when Doodles declared it was "splendidly written," she smiled her relief. Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday went by, and Doodles heard nothing from Mr. Randolph.
"No, not the great Caruso," she smiled; "the little Caruso." "But what has the moon to do with his singing? I am in the dark." She laughed out. "I don't wonder! I supposed you knew about Caruso. He is a wonderful mocking-bird that belongs to Doodles. He can but wait! You will hear him soon, if I'm not mistaken." Blue was at the window, gazing skyward.
When he should have bought the Russian spy, he and Doodles would rejoice together in privacy without any third confederate. Triumviri might be very well; Archie also had heard of triumviri; but two were company, and three were none. Thus he consoled himself when his pigheaded brother expressed his disbelief in the Russian spy.
I thought I'd see you first and maybe you'd give me a little note of introduction you know Mr. Randolph so well, and I never spoke to him." "Certainly I will! I'll go right and do it now! Chris will want to see you I'll send him out." The note that Doodles carried away with him was in Polly's best style. Dear Mr.
"I'm worried about David he acted so queer last night." "What's the trouble? They were talking of it coming home." "About David? or me?" "Miss Castlevaine spoke of David's being with Patricia, and was wondering if you had quarreled that's all." "No, there hasn't been a word!" cried Polly disgustedly. "But I suppose he is jealous of Doodles such a silly!
I haven't quite enough money to pay up, and she says she shall keep my trunk and furniture oh, to think I have come to this!" The little woman's distress was agonizing to Doodles. "Now, don't you worry!" he pleaded. "You are coming straight home with me to stay at our house over Sunday, and next week we shall probably hear." "No, no! your mother your mother won't want me!" she sobbed.
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