Achmed Abdullah

“ Break the news to Sir Charles?"
"Not at all! On the contrary! Ralph sez 'e 'ad a talk with this 'ere Indian wife of Willyum's, and for a thousand dollars she's willin' to sling 'er bloomin' 'ooks; to run away from 'er 'usband. Ralph sez to cyble the money to 'im at once."
Lady Graham smiled.
"You must do it, dear. At once."
"But I 'ave sworn as I wouldn't send any more money to that precious son of ours."
"This is different, dear. This isn't for Ralph. It's really for Sir Charles. He is a good friend of yours. He has been so nice to us, introducing us to the country gentry and all that." ”

“ We've seven hundred dollars left, and we're going to save it. One of the other chaps might fall down on his payment, you know and then we can buy him out"
"No danger of Mac welshing, what?"
Graham laughed.
"Not he, the blooming fool! Come on, let's go for a car ride. The fresh air will do us good."
So they boarded the next car and were off toward Cœur d'Alene Lake.
Early that morning, Count Jean de Salle La Terriere could have been seen leaning over the railing of the bridge which spans the Spokane Falls. ”

“ Half an hour later, Lord Graham was at the Smith and Union Bank arranging a cable transfer of one thousand dollars to his son in Spokane, while Sir Charles was at the Lloyd and Globe, where he drew his check for eleven hundred dollars to be wired to his son. ”

“ Say, back home in Wyoming I oncet saw a Chink lynched for stealing a pair o' pants, and darned rotten pants they were, too, not worth two bits; and oncet I saw 'em string up a couple of greaser cattle-rustlers wot had swiped some of old man Gibbons' yearlings; damned hard punishment, sez you! And damned square justice, sez I! It ain't the pants, nor it ain't the little calves! It's the all-fired principle of the thing, gents! For there ain't no greater crime than stealin'—always exceptin' sheep-herdin'—and there ain't no excuse for it at all."
The count blushed furiously. ”

“ He was about to turn into Sprague Street, on his way to Eslick's when a crowd on the corner attracted his attention. Many men had gathered there, mostly miners and lumberjacks from the near-by country come into town for a spree, and they were surrounding somebody who was evidently haranguing them. ”

“ Directly in front of him a huge French-Canadian timber-cruiser was standing, barring the view.
"Step up, gents," continued the orator. "Contribute yer little mite toward this here fund! I ain't asking yer to ante up yer hard-earned money. But if yer have a few simoleons kickin' round sorter loose wot hasn't been earned exactly honest; if yer have a few ducats wot you've won at poker or slush or pitch or one of them games of iniquerty, then I asks yer to dig 'em up from yer pants and to put 'em into this here hat. ”