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Of the other personages of this tale, Hugh Crombie, being exposed to no strong temptations, lived and died an honest man. Concerning Dr. Melmoth, it is unnecessary here to speak.
This designation, based on a supposed resemblance to the name of the proprietor, Fricat, was also believed to have value as a sarcasm. It was with no pleasant sensations, therefore, that Crombie, waking on a gray and drizzling morning of November, remembered that he must hie him to "The Fried Cat" for an early breakfast. He was in a hurry that day; he had a great deal to do.
I thought I'd like to put it to you, finance and such things being your specialty. There's Angel Gay. Now he's running a fine partnership with Restless. Now you take those two as a nucleus. You yourself open a side-line in drugs, and work in with Doc Crombie, and pool the result of the four.
When I last heard from you, your prayers were said, and you were bound for a better world." "There would have been small danger of your meeting me there," observed the landlord, dryly. "It is an unquestionable truth, Hugh," replied the traveller. "For which reason I regret that your voyage was delayed." "Nay, that is a hard word to bestow on your old comrade," said Hugh Crombie.
Through the able efforts of Her Majesty's surgeons in India the presence of ainhum has been shown in India, and considerable investigation made as to its etiology, pathologic histology, etc. Wise at Dacca, Smyth and Crombie at Calcutta, Henderson at Bombay, and Warden, Sen, Crawford, and Cooper in other portions of Southern India have all rendered assistance in the investigation of ainhum.
"Well, Hector, we burn peat in our fires at Lexington, too." "Then you're more civilized than I thought." "Oh, all we really lack are the bagpipes and some of those second-sight men and Scotch ghosts, who foretell what is going to happen. It's strange some of them didn't tell Nabby Crombie he ought to take his cannon with him when he attacked Ticonderoga."
Will, I mean. Will's the cattle-thief. He found him in the midst of re-branding. And he came right in and told told Doc Crombie." In an instant Elia was sitting forward defending himself. "I didn't tell him who he was. Sure I didn't, 'cos you said I wouldn't get that gold if I did if I give him away. I didn't give him away, sure sure. I jest told Doc where he'd find the rustlers. That's all.
Doc Crombie was probably on the road. He had heard the men preparing for the start before he left the village. True, they had not overtaken him, but that was nothing. There were other ways of reaching the rustlers' hollow. He knew of at least three trails, and the difference in the distance between them was infinitesimal. For all he knew the other men might have already reached their destination.
Crombie was placed in an unexpected embarrassment. How could he possibly drag into his conversation with this lovely young creature so commonplace and vulgar a subject as shoe-leather! Ignoring her unfinished question, he asked: "Do you know, Miss Littimer, whether the a one of the servants here has brought up anything for your father that is, a parcel, a " "A pair of shoes?"
Their quarry had obviously not crossed the water. A quarter of an hour was spent thus, Jim helping all he knew; then finally Doc Crombie called his men together. "We'll git right on," he declared authoritatively. "Which way?" inquired Smallbones. He was angry, but looked depressed. The doctor considered a moment, and the men stood round waiting.
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