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McCutcheon, George Barr, 1866-1928

"The Rose in the Ring"

Everybody connected with a show is
a regular devil in their eyes. And that reminds me. I had my lamps on
a couple of blue boys down the street as I came up. We'd better go up
this alley."
The three of them turned into the narrow alley and walked briskly
along, Dick Cronk regaling the perplexed David with airy comments on
the methods employed by rustic police in their efforts to preserve the
city from the depredations of circus followers and scalawags. He was a
revelation to the young Virginian.
Despite his jaunty, casual manner, there was a certain keen
watchfulness in his face, an alert gleam in his lively eyes. He seemed
to be taking in everything as they ambled through the alley. When they
approached the intersecting street his gaze seemed to project itself
far ahead, even to the scouring of the thoroughfare in both
directions.
"I think those two cops are still at the corner below," he remarked."
We'll turn to the left without looking to the right."
They turned to the left.
"Yes," said Dick, who, so far as David could see, had not glanced to
the right, "they're still there. Let me tell you one thing, pardner.


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