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Scarcely had the operator forwarded the message than he suddenly leaned over his instrument, listened intently, and then exclaimed: "I'll bet Jenkins will be glad to get your wire about the boy. Was there any trouble about the pass?" and he looked at Bob. "Yes," responded the youth, and told them about the conductor's suspicions. "But why did you ask?"
He was followed, more leisurely, by the prisoners; and, during their ascent, Jack Sheppard made a second attempt to escape by ducking suddenly down, and endeavouring to pass under his conductor's legs. The dress of the dwarfish Jew was not, however, favourable to this expedient.
They worked in the small drawing-room next the summer gallery, where the theatre was already being fitted up; and the noise of hammers, the songs from the burlesque, the shrill voices, the conductor's fiddle, mingled with the loud trumpet-like calls of the peacocks, and rose upon the hot southern wind, which, not recognising it as only the mad rattle of its own grasshoppers, shook it all disdainfully on the trailing tip of its wings.
The young lawyer was a tall, slender, dark-eyed man, rather somber in appearance. He did not respond to the invitation in the conductor's voice. "When do you reach the junction?" "Next stop. We're only a few minutes late. Expect to meet friends there?" "No; thought I'd get a lunch, that's all." At the junction the car became pretty well filled with people.
Soon, however, I was completely absorbed by the cares of the task I had in hand. I had nothing to complain of with regard to the official preparations for Rienzi, but I soon noticed that it was looked upon merely as a conductor's opera, that is to say, all the materials to hand were duly placed at my disposal, but the management had not the slightest intention of doing anything more for me.
To come now to speak of more personal associations with the Birmingham Musical Festivals, it was in the year 1873 that I experienced the novel sensation of standing at the conductor's desk. A trio of my composition a setting of Tennyson's "Break, break," was included in the programme of one of the evening concerts, and I had to conduct its performance.
"No blame attached to the officers" that lying and disaster-breeding verdict so common to our softhearted juries is seldom rendered in France. If the trouble occurred in the conductor's department, that officer must suffer if his subordinate cannot be proven guilty; if in the engineer's department and the case be similar, the engineer must answer.
There was an incessant pounding in my ears, and the conductor's voice came from far off. "It is blood," he asserted grimly. I looked around with a dizzy attempt at nonchalance. "Even if it is," I remonstrated, "surely you don't suppose for a moment that I know anything about it!" The amateur detective elbowed his way in. He had a scrap of transparent paper in his hand, and a pencil.
As he sat demurely behind me I observed him in the act of imitating my gestures of reproof to his less decorous comrades a manifestation of the emulative spirit which gratified me no little. I own that I was much rejoiced to hear the verbal announcement of the conductor's assistant known, I believe, as the brakeman that Hatchersville would be the next stopping place.
His comment serves to show the opinion generally in the sunburned territory respecting one of its citizens. "You're wise guys, gents, both of yez. This is shure a case for the leftenant. It's send for Bucky quick when the band begins to play," he grinned. Sitting down, he gave the call for Tucson, preparatory to transmitting the conductor's message to the division superintendent.
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