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Pike held down the struggling fool easily with one hand while he dispatched the second mate for marlin with which to tie the fellow's arms. "Bughouse," Mr. Pike grinned at me. "I've seen some bughouse crews in my time, but this one's the limit." "What are you going to do?" I asked. "The man will bleed to death." "And good riddance," he answered promptly.
"Oho!" says I. "A flyer! Say, every bughouse in the country is at work on one of them." "I suppose so," says he. "I may be as big a fool as any of them, too; but I think I know what I'm doing. At any rate, I've put my last dollar into it. That's why my sister is so Well, she thinks I am "
"You and Violet are invited to dinner to-night at the Hotel Plaza. Don't be alarmed; you needn't dress; we'll dine privately in Marian's apartment." "Marian!" "Miss Blessington Molly Lessing that was." "Honest!" said George sincerely. "I don't know whether to think you've gone bughouse or not. You've always been a bit queer and foolish in the bean, but never since I've known you "
"The old boy looked pretty bughouse when she first grappled him, but she went on, whispering in his ear and patting his off shoulder till he stood still, but sweating a little. "She got him to one side and they talked together a minute, and then he put on some gold eyeglasses and walked up and handed me the grip. "'Mr. Detective, he says, talking a little broken, 'I conclude to return with you.
I'm a sort of out-of-season April Fool. At least, I was. I'm not now." "I tell you you're bughouse!" stammered Logan. "You stand up for a girl you don't know a damn thing about " "I'd stand up for any girl against you," he was cut short again. "But I do know this girl. I won't say how.
They ain't a oat in that box but what out-classes you they've all growed faster'n you can run! The only thing worse'n you is a ticket on you to win. If I pulls your shoes off 'n' has my choice between you 'n' them I takes the shoes. If I wouldn't be pinched fur it I gives you to the first nut they lets out of the bughouse you sour-bellied-mallet-headed-yellow pup!
He pointed with his thumb over his shoulder to indicate the departed Candidate. "What's wrong with him?" I asked. Mr. Frog shook his head again. "No PUNCH," he said. "None at all," agreed all the battle horses. "I'll tell you," said the Campaign secretary, Mr. Bughouse, a voluble man, with wandering eyes "the trouble is he has no magnetism, no personal magnetism." "I see," I said.
The rest of the b'ys have gone, so the cabin'll be quiet." "Thank you," replied Keith; "you're kind. I do feel sleepy, but there is just one thing I want to ask you about now." "Fire away, then." "Who is that man living down the trail?" "What, Jim Blasco?" and Pete's face suddenly clouded. "Yes." "Oh, he's bughouse." "What, crazy?" "Yes, an' worse than crazy; he's devilish."
Why, Saxon, d'ye know, some of 'em believe if she was to get mad at 'em, or didn't like their mugs, or anything, that all she's got to do is look at 'em an' they'll curl up their toes an' croak. One of the fellows that works at the stable you've seen 'm Henderson he lives around the corner on Fifth he says she's bughouse." "Oh, I don't know," Saxon defended her new acquaintance.
"Doing it on a bet or something?" "Dunno," replied Raymond. "The blonde one's sort of bughouse, anyway. And the other one, Missy Merriam, gets sorta queer streaks sometimes you don't know just what's eating her. She's sorta funny, but she's a peach, all right." "She the one with the eyes?" Raymond suddenly turned and stared at the new fellow. "Yes," he assented, almost reluctantly.
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