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McCutcheon, George Barr, 1866-1928

"Green Fancy"

There is a great deal at stake, Barnes. A
day's start and--"
"Are you in danger too, O'Dowd?"
"To be sure,--but I love it. I can always squirm out of tight places.
You see, I am putting myself in your hands, old man."
"I would not deliberately put you in jeopardy, O'Dowd."
"See here, I am going back to that house up yonder. There is still
work for me there. What I'm after now is to get him on the train at
Hornville. I'll be here again at four o'clock, on me word of honour.
Trust me, Barnes. When I explain to her, she'll agree that I'm doing
the right thing. Bedad, the whole bally game is busted. Another week
and we'd have--but, there ye are! It's all up in the air, thanks to
you and your will-o'-the-wisp rascals. You played the deuce with
everything."
"Do you mean to say that you are coming back here to run the risk of
being--"
"We've had word that the government has men on the way. They'll be
here to-night or to-morrow, working in cahoots with the fellows across
the border. Why, damn it all, Barnes, don't you know who it was that
engineered that whole business last night?" He blurted it out angrily,
casting off all reserve.
Barnes smiled. "I do. He is a secret agent from the embassy--"
"Secret granny!" almost shouted O'Dowd.


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