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Portrait of Richard Harding Davis Richard Harding Davis Gallegher and Other Stories — The Trailer for Room No… (1891)

He scrambled up from the stoop, and before the trailer could understand what he proposed to do, had dashed across the street and up the stoop, and up the stairs, and had burst into room No. 8.
Snipes tore after him. “Come back! come back out of that, you old fool!” he cried. “You'll get killed in there!” Snipes was afraid to enter room No. 8, but he could hear from the outside the old man challenging Alf Wolfe in a resonant angry voice that rang through the building.
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Portrait of Richard Harding Davis Richard Harding Davis Gallegher and Other Stories — The Trailer for Room No… (1891)

If anything in his conduct during that time leads the man whose duty it is to follow him, or the “trailer,” as the profession call it, to believe he is a detective, he finds when he arrives at the saloon that there is no one to receive him. But if the trailer regards his conduct as unsuspicious, he is taken to another saloon, not the one just appointed, which is, perhaps, a most respectable place, but to the thieves' own private little rendezvous, where he is robbed in any of the several different ways best suited to their purpose.
Snipes was a very good trailer.
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Portrait of Richard Harding Davis Richard Harding Davis Gallegher and Other Stories — The Trailer for Room No… (1891)

He supposed it was because Naseby had sold papers, and wore shoes, and went to night school, and did many other things equally objectionable. Still, what Naseby had said about the country, and riding horseback, and the fishing, and the shooting crows with no cops to stop you, and watermelons for nothing, had sounded wonderfully attractive and quite improbable, except that it was one of Naseby's peculiarly sneaking ways to tell the truth.
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