He had snatched up and
was kissing the precious bits of metal the narrator had dropped upon
the table.
Ruby looked up into the face of the audacious Richard. Their eyes met
and his fell, after a long encounter.
"You are perfectly wonderful, Dick," she said. "Shake hands!"
"It wasn't anything much," he muttered, as he clasped her hand.
"Humph!" was an added bit of contempt for his prowess.
"But, Dick you blooming idiot, don't you see wot you've done?" cried
Joey in perplexity. "You've put the villain on 'is guard--you've
queered everything for David. He'll--"
"Sure," put in Casey, kicking the leg of the table viciously. "He'll
get hold of that nigger and find out you've lied like a sailor, that's
what he'll do. Then he can tell you to go to the devil. Dick, I didn't
think you was so foolish."
"I must go to Isaac Perry in Chicago before it is too late," said
David.
"Now, just hold your horses, all of you. I know more about this
particular line of business than you do. In the first place, Frank
Jenison is scairt stiff. I bet he's been lookin' for me to drop in on
him every day, to claim the swag, or fetch an officer from Washington.
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