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Updated: June 11, 2025
They disliked leaving us here, but we insisted on it; and besides the faithful old man who had been with them for just ages, Peter Rankin, promised to guard us well. They were to come back this morning, but I suppose the floods kept them from setting out, as the roads must all be under water between here and Alderson."
"You'll command the shore party to-day, Jack," Blythe announced. "Do I draw shore duty?" Yeager asked eagerly. "You do. I'll stay with the ship. Jack, you'll have with you, too, Alderson, Smith, Gallagher, and one of the stokers." "Also James A. Garfield Welch," I added. "Also Jimmie," he nodded.
"What's the matter?" "Uh? Matter?" echoed Alderson vacuously. Then he pounded the desk with his fat fist while his face grew red. "Matter!" he shouted. "You're a heluva detective, you are! That's what's the matter. The mon I mean the papers in the satchel, you fathead! stolen right under your nose!" Swearing fervently, Alderson grabbed the telephone and called for Podmore at the Queen's Hotel.
Her voice was a little tense and strained. We heard the sound of a shot and presently of slapping footsteps. "Let me in," called a panting voice. Alderson turned to me. "It's Williams, sir. Shall I let him in?" "Yes." There came the crack of a rifle. Simultaneously Williams burst in on us. "They're shooting at me, sir. I watched my chance to follow you." "You're an honest man?" I asked sharply.
The barrister who made Baron Alderson shudder under his robes by applying for a 'nolle prosequi, was not equally quick at self-defence, when that judge interposed, "Stop, sir consider that this is the last day of term, and don't make things unnecessarily long."
With such an example of folly to warn him, it was no wonder that the Honorable Milton Waring had told Nickleby and Alderson he would have nothing to do with their proposed campaign fund contribution. Nickleby must have a pretty strong connection even to dare such an approach; evidently he had felt pretty sure of himself to go ahead with the plan on his own initiative.
The father was standing between Sir Edward Alderson and Southey, the one sure he had him by the ear, and the other by the imagination; but the child had him by the heart. He smiled and nodded at his boy, and with an emphasis in which the whole soul spoke low, but strong, said, "Yes, I do love you." Neither the lawyer nor the poet heard him.
Gallagher and Alderson had to play it out alone. But Bothwell must have had fourteen men with him. He got Gallagher in the leg and rushed Alderson. You dropped in right handy, Jack." "And not a minute too soon. By Jove! we ran it pretty fine this trip. Badly hurt, Gallagher?" "No, sir. Hit in the thigh." I examined the wound as well as I could and found it not as bad as it might have been.
Alderson cross-examined him at great length on the plans of the bridges, the tunnels, the crossings of the roads and streets, and the details of the survey, which, it soon clearly appeared, were in some respects seriously at fault.
On the corner opposite the building in which the Alderson Construction Company had its down-town offices the man from the Brady Detective Agency was lighting a fresh cigar. He sauntered around the corner, then quickened his pace to get closer to the briskly walking young man with the tan satchel. He continued to follow the bookkeeper at a convenient distance.
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