You box it up, as much as she wants to let go, and send it to the Empire Auction Rooms--here's the card.

They're plain auction-room people, you understand,--wouldn't hesitate to rob you in a genteel, auction way,--but I'll be there and see that they don't.

Some of those other pieces I may want, but I'll take a bidding chance on them like a man, and I'll watch the whole thing through and see that it's straight." Billy Durgin told me that Cohen and James Walsingham Price left on the night train going East.

Billy noticed that Cohen seemed morose, and heard him exclaim something that sounded like "Goniff!" under his breath, as Price turned away from him after a brief chat.
For Little Arcady the appalling wonder was still to dawn.

Load after load of the despised furniture went into freight-cars, until the home of Miss Caroline was only comfortably furnished.