Mrs. Bob: A Novel — page 106: what you’re looking at

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98 WHAT THE DOCTOR KNEW. looking, he figuratively shakes hands with himself, as though thus offering self congratulations for the success that has come to his cause. Three separate times he wanders into the barroom of the hotel, and treats himself to bitters, coming out, on the third occasion, with an air that is rather hilarious. Bob wishes he would do something or other in the line of business. Perhaps this priming is neces. sary, in order to reduce himself to a state fit for the emergency. ) Ah! now he walks off, with a pompous strut, as might a little Napoleon. Outside he takes one of the waiting carriages, and is whirled through the streets of Denver. Behind comes a second vehicle, from the window of which the head of one Bob Pemberton is occasionally thrust, as he marks the stage of the pur- suit, and gives words of cheer or warning to his driver. Thus he is not far away when the Frenchman enters a certain house. He examines this place. ‘CA restaurant, I take it. Strange that he should come here after leaving the hotel. He has an object —ah, yes, this is a rendezvous.’ Then he studies the position. ‘Shall I enter—there is risk in it—I don’t half like the looks of the place, but how much may be gained by it.’’ He has left his vehicle at the corner, the man agreeing to wait for him, on account of the double fee to be received. So Bob scouts around a bit. ‘‘Reminds me of college days, when we used to GEomichbookssco im