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An' I can see th' sinse of educatin' a pig, as has been done, as you well know, mam, for there be no doubt a man can love a horse or a pig as well as he can love his own wife " "An' why not a flea?" asked Mrs. Muldoon.
This was serious. His rupture with Muldoon, senior, had left him but poorly provided with linen and lucre; and a campaign of assault upon the barricades of prejudice and suspicion, which was involved in the anxious solicitude of the man seeking employment, demanded every possible accessory of personal appearance and a reasonably equipped commissariat.
Against the wrinkly mirror stood pictures of General Kitchener, William Muldoon, the Duchess of Marlborough, and Benvenuto Cellini. Against one wall was a plaster of Paris plaque of an O'Callahan in a Roman helmet. Near it was a violent oleograph of a lemon-coloured child assaulting an inflammatory butterfly. This was Dulcie's final judgment in art; but it had never been upset.
All day Scrap was conspicuous in every quarter of the camp, but at supper-time the lieutenant of Company A noted his absence from his habitual place at the left of Muldoon in the men's mess-tent. The lieutenant was annoyed by his own anxiety. "Of course they'll get him out, sir?" he said to the major. "Of course," the major assented, with more confidence than he felt.
The Professor spent the rest of the evening among his indexes in search of the latest information regarding Queen Harbundia. Meanwhile the Arlington affair had got about the village. The twins in all probability had been unable to keep their secret. Jane, the dismissed, had looked in to give Mrs. Muldoon her version of Thursday night's scene in the Arlington kitchen, and Mrs.
Said Muldoon, in a far-away and sleepy voice: "Who in Vermont's goin' to haul de inalienable oats? Dey weigh like Sam Hill, an' sixty bushel at dat allowance ain't goin' to last t'ree weeks here. An' dere's de winter hay for five mont's!" "We can settle those minor details when the great cause is won," said the yellow horse.
I don't advertise myself for no circus-horse, but I knew dat trick better than most, an' dey was good to me in de stables, fer I saved time on de Belt an' time's what dey hunt in N' York." "But the simple child o' nature " the yellow horse began. "Oh, go an' unscrew yer splints! You're talkin' through yer bandages," said Muldoon, with a horse-laugh.
"But Tim when Annie Millikan gave me the address where Jerry Durand was, the driver of my taxi saw her. The man was 'Slim' Jim." Muldoon sat up, a serious look on his face. "Man, yuh spilt the beans that time. How'd you ever come to do it? They'll take it out on Annie, the dogs." The eyes of the policeman blazed. "Unless we stand by her." "Sure, and we'll do that. But how?"
"What's that for?" he said angrily, when he recovered himself; but I noticed he did not draw any nearer to Muldoon than was necessary. Muldoon never answered, but discoursed to himself in the whining grunt that he uses when he is going down-hill in front of a heavy load. We call it singing; but I think it's something much worse, really.
Muldoon. "Sure the girrl needs a mother and a home. An' I don't doubt she'll pay her way." "Then that's settled. Will you see Annie, Tim? Or shall I?" "We'll both see her. But there's another thing. Will she be safe here?" "I'm goin' to have a talk with 'Slim' Jim and try to throw a scare into him. I'll report to you what he says." They took a trolley to the lodging-house where Annie lived.
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