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McCutcheon, George Barr, 1866-1928

"The Rose in the Ring"


"Where's that Snipe kid? "demanded the other.
"He's to stay with me," announced Joey.
"The damned little sneak, he could save us a lot of trouble if he'd
thaw out and hand over some of the money he's hiding. I'm going to
have it out with him. He can't stay on here and let--"
"I wouldn't talk so much, Brad. Better keep a close tongue in that
'ead of yours," said the clown meaningly. Braddock looked at him in
sudden apprehension. He began to wonder what the old clown suspected.
He changed his tactics. "If Dick Cronk was only here, I could borrow
enough from him to get a place to sleep," he growled petulantly. "But,
curse him, he hasn't been near us since that job in Granville, ten
days ago."
When Joey left him he was cursing everything and everybody. On the way
to the hotel Christine and David walked together. She clung very
tightly to his arm. Leaving the grounds, she had whispered in his ear:
"David, I adore you--I just adore you."
"I'd die for you, Christine. That's how I feel toward you," he
responded passionately.
A sweet shyness fell upon her. The chrysalis of girlish ignorance was
dropping away; she was being exposed to herself in a new and glowing
form.


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