[The Adventures of Jimmie Dale by Frank L. Packard]@TWC D-Link bookThe Adventures of Jimmie Dale CHAPTER IX 23/55
I got into that room next door, but an empty room is slim picking.
And then it seemed to me I heard some one in here mention five thousand dollars twice, which makes ten thousand, and which happens to be just exactly the sum I need at the present moment--if I can't get any more! I haven't the honour of your wealthy friend's acquaintance, but I am really charmed to meet him.
You--er--understand, both of you, that the slightest sound might prove extremely embarrassing." Hamvert's face was white, and he stirred uneasily in his chair; but into the Weasel's face, the first shock of surprised dismay past, came a dull, angry red, and into the eyes a vicious gleam--and suddenly he laughed shortly. "Why, youse damned fool," jeered the Weasel, "d'youse t'ink youse can get away wid dat! Say, take it from me, youse are a piker! Say, youse make me tired.
Wot d'youse t'ink youse are? D'youse t'ink dis is a tee-ayter, an' dat youse are a cheap-skate actor strollin' acrost de stage? Aw, beat it, youse make me sick! Why, say, youse pinch dat money, an' youse have got de same chanst of gettin' outer dis hotel as a guy has of breakin' outer Sing Sing! By de time youse gets five feet from de door of dis room we has de whole works on yer neck." "Do you think so, Weasel ?" inquired Jimmie Dale politely.
He carried his handkerchief to his mouth to cloak a cough--and his tongue touched the adhesive side of the little diamond-shaped gray seal.
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