The Winning of Barbara Worth by Harold Bell Wright
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that specifications was faithfully fulfilled."
"Mither av Gawd, fwhat a sociable!" broke in the Irishman. "An' me too dhrunk to remimber rightly! Did they take yer bet? Ye sun-burned limb av the divil--did they take ut?" "They sure did," drawled the driver. "I had my gun on them all the time." "Hurroo! An' did I do ut? Tell me quick--did I do ut? Sure I could aisy av nothin' happened." "You laid your first pair on top of the three, then the police called the game and the bets were off." "They pinched the house?" "They took you an' me." "Sure! av course they would take us two. 'Tis thim San Felipe police knows their duty. But how could they do ut?" "I forget details right here, bein' temporarily incapacitated by one o' them hittin' me with a club from behind. I woke up in a cell with you." The Irishman rubbed the back of his head. "Come to think av ut, I have a bit av a bump on me own noodle that 'tis like helps to exshplain the cell. But fwhat in the divil's name brung us here in this Gawd-forsaken Nobody's Place? Pass me another pipeful an' tell |
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