But he's got it into
his nut that she wouldn't look at you either if you was disfigured or
your back was smashed or something like that. I keep arguing with him
and he's sensible when he takes time to think. But, just the same, I
wish you'd keep your eye peeled."
"I am very sorry he feels as he does about--"
"Oh, I'm not asking you to give her up, kid--not for a minute. Cop her
out if you can. She's a little Jim-dandy. And, say," he said, turning
to the others, who had listened to him with grave uneasiness,
"speaking of her reminds me that you may expect the new partner to-
morrow."
"Bob Grand?" growled Joey.
"Yep." Dick had cast off his repressed air and was grinning once more,
with all the delight of a teasing boy. "Old skeezicks was on the train
with me this evening, but he's gone on to the next stand. He looks
more than ever like a fat, satisfied slug."
"Well," said Joey reflectively, "we don't need him, but we do need 'is
money. I 'ope, Dicky, you didn't deprive 'im of it."
"Joey," said Dick reproachfully, "do you think I'd take the bread
right out of your throat?"
David lay awake until nearly dawn, his mind whirling with the
disclosures of the night.
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