"She'd clean up in vaudeville, wouldn't she?
Why, she could lift a ton, in harness.

And hoein' the garden, with their coin! It's like a woman I heard of: they got a big well on their farm and she came to town to do some shoppin'; somebody told her she'd ought to buy a present for her old man, so she got him a new handle for the ax.
_Gawd!_" A few miles farther on the fellow confessed: "I wasn't crazy about comin' for you to-night.

Not after I got a flash at what's in that valise." "No ?" "You're takin' a chance, stranger." "Nothing new about that." Gray remained unperturbed.

His left arm was behind the driver; with it he clung rigidly to the back of the seat as the car plunged and rolled.

"Frequently we are in danger when we least suspect it.