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It was just twenty-five minutes past three when the coach and his two younger companions turned around the corner of the athletic grounds and slipped in through the gate. Most of the fellows were in the dressing quarters. Phin Drayne sat on the edge of a locker chest. One of his feet lay across the knee of the other leg.
"What about the car, Phin?" Examining his wrist watch, Phinuit drew near his employer. "Jules should not need more than half an hour now, monsieur." Was there, in this employment of French to respond to a question couched in English, the suggestion of a subtle correction? From employé to employer? If not, why must Duchemin have thought so?
Sam Hunniwell and every one of his chums can go to the devil. Every one of 'em; do you understand that, Jed Winslow?" Jed rubbed his chin. The solemn expression of his face did not change an atom. "Thank you, Phin," he drawled. "When I'm ready to start I'll get you to give me a letter of introduction."
Lord Clare took her by the hand, and leading her to the parapet, pointed down to the stone, imbedded in the outside wall. "Ah," cried Norah, in a tone of dismay and grief, "how can I reach it there? and where am I to get the heart to spake up to the lord-lieutenant for poor Phin?" Just then, an idea of testing the courage and devotion of the child occurred to Lord Clare.
Skeered out of her boots by a triflin' little thunderstorm. Why, I wouldn't give two " "My goodness, Phin Striker," broke in his wife, a new note of alarm in her voice, "I do hope them chickens an' turkeys have got sense enough to get under something in this downpour. If they ain't, the whole kit an' boodle of 'em will be drownded, sure as "
Phin Drayne, loafing about town, and with his pocket money nearly cut off by his father, had formed the acquaintance of Stevens, who, besides being a junkman, was a very fair locksmith, though about the latter trade he had never bragged publicly. Drayne had been ripe for any move that would place him in more funds.
"I wouldn't have said anything about it, if it hadn't leaked out." Jessie took this rebuke to herself, and flushed, as she rattled on: "I guess it was no more than mere 'sorehead' talk on Phin Drayne's part, anyway. Mr. Drayne said he had saved a good deal of his pocket money, lately, and that he was going to win more money by betting on Gridley's more classy opponents this season."
Then his native shrewdness asserted itself. "Not to go in, after having been seen here in the yard would be to confess whatever anyone wants to charge," muttered Phin. "Of course I'll go in. And I'll just stand there and look more and more astounded every time that anyone says anything. Brass, Phin -brass! Oh, I'd like to see anyone down me!"
Captain Phin Glover's mule was found grazing behind the butte, in the midst of the gallant Captain's dishevelled baggage, while the robbers had vanished by a magic which seemed quite natural in this scenery of grotesque marvels. They had unquestionably seen or heard their pursuers; but how had they got into the bowels of the earth to escape them?
Set here and talked with me just as sociable and folksy as if she wan't wuth a cent. Asked more questions than a few, she did." "Did she?" I was not paying much attention to his remarks. My mind was busy with more important things. I was wondering what Davis was doing just then. Phin went on. "Yup. I happened to remember that you wan't at the bank to-day and I asked her if she knew the reason why.
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