It's the only really great original, the only supreme example of that mighty school of art which--" "Art! It's the sickest looking thing I--" The colonel was already bringing another horror and tenderly dusting it.
"Take this one too--the gem of my collection--the only genuine Fra Angelico that--" "Illuminated liver-pad, that's what it is.

Give it here--good day-- people will think I've robbed a' nigger barber-shop." As he slammed the door behind him the Colonel shouted with an anguished accent-- "Do please cover them up--don't let the damp get at them.

The delicate tints in the Angelico--" But the man was gone.
Washington re-appeared and said he had looked everywhere, and so had Mrs.
Sellers and the servants, but in vain; and went on to say he wished he could get his eye on a certain man about this time--no need to hunt up that pocket-book then.

The Colonel's interest was awake at once.
"What man ?" "One-armed Pete they call him out there--out in the Cherokee country I mean.

Robbed the bank in Tahlequah." "Do they have banks in Tahlequah ?" "Yes--a bank, anyway.