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The Lookout Man

CHAPTER EIGHT
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It's miles too high." "I don't monkey with government property, myself." He placed a peculiar accent on the last word, thus pointing his meaning very clearly.
"Now, _what_ do you know about _that_?
Missed it--with a government cone, shot by a government stick on a government table, while a government scowl fairly shrieks: 'Cut out this desecration!'" She chalked her cue gravely, powdered her nose afterward, using a round scrap of a mirror not much bigger than a silver dollar.

"Do you stay up here all the time and scowl, all by yourself ?" "All the time and scowl, all by myself." Jack took his hands from his pockets that he might light his pipe; which was a sign that he was nearly ready to treat the girl kindly.

"If you object to smoke--" and he waved one hand significantly toward the open door.
"All the time--all by yourself.

And you don't want to be canned, either." With the pointer Marion drew aimless little invisible volutes upon the map, connecting the two spruce cones with an imaginary scroll design.

"How touching!" she said enigmatically.
"Sure, you're heart-broken over the pathos of it.


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