The Iron Trail by Rex Ellingwood Beach
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intellect."
Johnny opened his lips for an explosion, then changed his mind and agreed sourly. "He's got money, all right, and he knows how to spend it. He and his valet occupied three cabins on this ship. They say his quarters at Hope are palatial." "My dear grampus, the mere love of luxury doesn't argue that a person is dishonest." "Would you let a hired man help you on with your underclothes?" demanded the mariner. "There's nothing criminal about it." "Humph! Mrs. Gerard is different. She's all class! You don't mind her having a maid and speaking French when she runs short of English. Her daughter is like her." "I haven't seen Miss Gerard." "If you'd stir about the ship instead of wearing out my Morris chair you'd have that pleasure. She was on deck all morning." Captain Brennan fell silent and poked with a stubby forefinger at the ice in his glass. "Well, out with it!" said O'Neil after a moment. |
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