The Ne'er-Do-Well by Rex Ellingwood Beach
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But the other snarled: "Senor Locke, you 'ave force' the water of
the 'ose-wagon upon my body for making the people laugh. Bueno! Now I shall laugh." He seated himself, then nodded at his men to begin. IX SPANISH LAW Mrs. Cortlandt answered her telephone for the second time, repeating with some impatience: "Tell the man I can't see him." "But he refuses to leave--says he must see you at once; it's important," came the voice of the clerk. "Oh, very well. I'll come down." She hung up the receiver with a snap. "Why don't they send him up?" queried her husband from the sitting-room. "It's a negro, and the clerk says he'd rather not allow him up- stairs. Another sick family, I suppose." "They're beginning to impose on you. It's usually that way with charities," said Cortlandt. |
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