To achieve this result more than a gallon of
the best whisky had been used! Mamie and Edna began to exhibit
symptoms of hysteria.
"I'll never leave my Dan--never!" declared Mamie, when it was
suggested that she should return to the parlour.
"Jimmie, dear," sobbed Edna, "if you'll promise me not to die, I'll
never speak to Mr. Greenberg again!"
* * * * *
At about six the next morning Pete Holloway woke up. He opened his
eyes, groaned deeply, and closed them again.
"How are you feeling, Pete?" said I.
Pete groaned again, for memory of all that had passed came to him.
With a tremendous effort he said--
"I'm dyin'!"
And he looked it.
In Miss Parkinson's bower, Jimmie Barker was saying faintly: "Kiss me
good-bye, Edna; the hour has come!"
Shortly before, Mamie had whispered to Dan: "Darling, can you forgive
me?" And he had replied fervently: "Mame, if Jack Rice kin make you
happy, you take him."
Greiffenhagen had tried to administer more medicine. The boys refused
to touch it. Pete expressed the feelings of the others when he
muttered: "I ain't goin' to cross the Jordan drunk!"
It seemed to me that the three men were sinking.
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