crooks that you read about. . . . Cougars, eh! He's a big-game hunter, that fellow!"
"Promise to telephone me the moment Doctor Austin has concluded his examination," Billie adjured with one of her most fascinating looks of concern; and then reversed its English by adding: "Father will want to know."
Henry, wild with jealousy and bitter in his wrath, watched Count Eckstrom ride away in the seat he had vacated.
"With apologies to Tom Scanlon!" he said almost aloud and, turning, bumped into Scanlon himself.
