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McAllister and His Double

Chapter 8 No.8

Word Count: 1006    |    Released on: 06/12/2017

entation of the scene between Sir Andrew Aguecheek and Sir Toby Belch that had made McAllister shake with merriment. He thought Sir Andrew the drol

s hostess good-night in a most optimistic frame of mind and hailed a cab. The long ulster which he wore entirely concealed his costume save for his shoes, strange creations of undressed leather, red on the uppers and white between the toes. As for his cap and feather, he was quite too happy to mind them for an instant. The assembled crowd of lackeys and footmen cheered him mil

At the same moment a trace broke. The driver sprang from his seat, but before he could reach the ground McAllister had leaped out. Tossing a bill to the perturbed cabby, our hero threw off his ulster and sped with an agility marvellous to behold down Forty-third Street toward the station. As he dashed across Madison Avenue, directly in front of an electric car, the hand on the clock slipped a minut

the man after the retreating form of H

llister, gasping for breath, a terrible pain in his side, his ulster seeming to weigh a thousand pounds, stumbled upon the platform of the car next the last. As

's a burglar in disguise on that train.

?" answered Gate. "W

outside, excitedly exhibiting a shield. "I or

ess after the receding train; its red lig

said he thro

breathless McAllister at the sa

companying half-dollar. "Drawin'-room, sah? Yes-sah. Right here, sah! Yo' frien', he arrived s

ing compartment?"

r end

of that swaying car. He perceived that the smoking compartm

car to smoke for a whil

of the circle. And the idea of this huge circle, its circumference ever changing with the forward movement of its pivot, beside which the train was rushing, never passing that mysterious edge which fled before them into infinity, took hold on McAllister's imagination, and he fancied, as he sped onward, that in some mysterious way, if he could only square that circle or calculate

br-r-clink!"

rmured McAllis

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