Gordon Craig - Soldier of Fortune by Randall Parrish
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"Oh, yes, it is," laughing. "There will be no dressing. All I need do is appear neat." We sat there and talked it over, deciding exactly our course of action. At nine o'clock I left her, hunted up the nearest bank and got change for my bill. Then I gave her the amount asked, and we separated, to meet again late that afternoon at the depot. I felt no doubt as to her being there on time. My day was a busy one, as I had to visit my boarding house, buy needful clothing, and arrange for transportation. At the moment specified I called up Vail on the phone, and he responded instantly, the very tone of his voice evidencing the relief he felt at hearing from me. "Began to think I had skipped with the thousand?" I asked. "Well, I have n't, for the other nine looks too good." "You are going, then?" "Sure; all packed, and transportation bought. Best of it is I 've found the right woman to go along with me. "Good; I didn't know what to do about that--the one I had in mind is out of town. Who is she?" "Oh, never mind her name; she is all right, a friend of mine." "Not likely anyone I know. Where are you?" I told him, and he agreed to send over certain papers to me by |
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