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Again Mr Cone's tongue against his teeth clicked his astonishratulated Mr Appel upon hissouvenirs of his trip in the way of an elk-tooth scarf-pin and a hat-band of braided horse hair

The saht Mrs J Harry Stott apparently, for the elevator was barely closed upon the victim of the picturesque accident to which Mr Cone had just listened, when the office was illuracious presence

The last time that lady had extended a supine hand it had been to offer him one of thelandlord; now the hand contained only cordiality, and in that spirit Mr Cone took it

"You enjoyed your suister

"Delightful! Altogether unique! Do you know, Mr Cone, I never before have fully appreciated e?"

"Is that so?" Mr Cone replied with polite interest

"Yes, when put to the test he was nificent You see, we had a cook, oh, a erous person In fact, it was because of him that I left the party prematurely

"It was plain that both Wallie and Pinkey were afraid of hie him, so, one day when he had been s into his own hands--he simply had to!

"Hicks--his name was Hicks--was disrespectful when Mr Stott repri, and then he attempted to strike my husband with a pair of brass knuckles Brass knuckles, it seeentleman's weapon, and the cowardly attack so infuriated Mr Stott that he knocked the bully down and took them away from him He still has them Before he let him up he pummelled hi he is when angry Such ed for mercy and promised to do better But as soon as he was on his feet he tried to stab my husband with a bread-knife Fancy! Mr Stott took this away from him, also, and ran him down the road with it He ran him for seven miles--seven miles, mind you! The cook was nearly dead when Mr Stott let up on hi this story fro?"

Mr Cone, who never had thought of Mr Stott as such a warrior, tried to visualize the episode, and though he failed to do so he was greatly impressed by it