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With a murmur of thanks Barrymaine took the flask and, setting it to his lips, drained it at a gulp, and handed it back. "Gad, Chichester!" he exclaimed, "it tastes damnably of the f-flask faugh! What time is it?" "A quarter to seven!" "Th-three quarters of an hour to wait!" "It will soon pass, Ronald, besides, he's sure to be early." "Hope so! But I I think I'll s-sit down."

"Murder me?" "It's no m-murder to kill your sort!" "Then it is a pistol you have in your pocket, there?" "Yes l-look at it!" And, speaking, Barrymaine drew and levelled the weapon with practised hand. "Now listen!" said he. "You will s-sit down at that table there, and write Gaunt to g-give me all the time I need for your c-cursed interest " "But I tell you "

We noticed quite a difference on the way back." "Well, s-sit down an' tell me all about it. How do you like ridin', Texas man?" "Like it fine." "All yore troubles blown away?" "Most of 'em. I'm a long way from being a wolf yet, though." "So? B-by the way, there's a friend of yours in town Jake Houck." There was a moment's pause. "Did he say he was my friend?" asked Bob. "Didn't mention it.

In a few minutes there were footsteps in the corridor, stealthy footsteps and a knock on the door. Jethro got up and opened it, and closed it again and locked it. Then he turned up the gas. "S-sit down," he said, and nodded his head toward the chair by the table. Isaac Worthington laid his silk hat on the table, and sat down.

In a few minutes there were footsteps in the corridor, stealthy footsteps and a knock on the door. Jethro got up and opened it, and closed it again and locked it. Then he turned up the gas. "S-sit down," he said, and nodded his head toward the chair by the table. Isaac Worthington laid his silk hat on the table, and sat down.

In a few minutes there were footsteps in the corridor, stealthy footsteps and a knock on the door. Jethro got up and opened it, and closed it again and locked it. Then he turned up the gas. "S-sit down," he said, and nodded his head toward the chair by the table. Isaac Worthington laid his silk hat on the table, and sat down.