Sergeant Verity And The Blood Royal - Plot & Excerpts
Makes me feel better about it, being able to stand you chummage now.'The night seemed filled by the steady roar of the falls and the cataract. Crowe raised the corner of the metal canteen to his mouth.'Mr Verity,' he said gently, 'it's forgot.'Verity's cheeks filled abruptly with wind as he put his own canteen down. He wiped his moustaches appreciatively on the back of his hand.'Now there, Mr Crowe, we 'ave to disagree. I can't forget what I don't understand.'Crowe spread out his hands, his high thin face a study in honest bewilderment.'Folks can't always be allowed to understand, Mr Verity. Not you, not me. I guess I can't tell you anything you don't know already.''There too, Mr Crowe, we have to disagree. True, you wasn't trying to assassinate the young Prince, after all. I acted in 'aste there, Mr Crowe. But I never saw wrong in New York, did I ? And what I saw was you and that little bunter Jolly setting up the wax-under-the-counter dodge all the way along Broadway. That randy little piece never done the law a good turn, Mr Crowe, only once when a cracksman tanned Miss Jolly's bum for her and she peached on him out of spite.''Did you hear that a jeweller was robbed?' asked Crowe mildly.'No, Mr Crowe, I never did.
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