Pulp Fiction, 1862 · page 27 of 120
Beadle's Dime Novels No. 38: The Wrong Man — page 27: what you’re looking at
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BAR-ROOM GOSSIP. % “TI am morally certain no one has accused you of it,” said Mr, Perkins, with a bland smile. “ Remember, I hain’t said nothing,” he burst out again, as though the last remark had been a direct accusation. “ By thunder! I sh’d think you'd said enough,” growled the toper with his chair tipped against the wall, blinking harder than ever at the listener. “ Come, now, Jaky,” said the postmaster, “you might as well tell us what you mean. It'll never go no further, ’'m sure.” “TI hain’t said—” here the shoemaker suddenly relapsed into a sullen silence, which required the unitetl efforts of all to break. “TI don’t see no use in bein’ so mighty clus about it,” said the tailor, who immediately got up and sat down again, — to relieve himself of the embarrassment of being yazed at by others. . Come, now, what is it?” persisted Dodge, growing im- t. “T see no cause to the adequate effect of your persevering your silence,” solenfnly added the schoolmaster. Thus urged, the shoemaker said, in a half-whisper, glanc- ing furtively about him: “You've got a boarder at your house, haven’t you ?” : This question was addressed to the postmaster, whc | promptly replied : “T’ve had several, sir.” “But, you know, you've got one now.” “Mr. Perkins; as he ‘ boards around,’ is counted as one of mine, and I sometimes has others.” f “T mean, I mean (glancing at the door) Charles Dudley,” said the shoemaker, heaving a deep sigh.. The expression that lit up the other faces showed that every one, with, perhaps, the exception of the tipsy man with his chair against the wall, had been thinking of the same individial. Nathan Dodge, perhaps, was the only one who Was favorably impressed toward the person so mysteriously alluded to. The way now being opened, the exchange of views ' T-makes it a p'int never to meddle with what ain’t none P COMIC OOKS.COM, SS —— = ll