Imogene O'Sullivan's dream was over.
It was the next night. George D'Orsey stood on the O'Sullivan porch, ringing the bell. His eye and his pocket and his stomach were alike wildly vacant.
“Sic him, Bull! Sic him!” said Benton O'Sullivan, bitterly.
Bull tore several specimens from the quivering frame of George D'Orsey, who vanished in the darkness with a hoarse cry.
Years afterward George D'Orsey and Imogene O'Sullivan met, but they gave each other a cold, meaningless stare.
THE SURETHING
(By the Office Boy)
John Sparrowhawk was a sporting man of the tribe of “Surethings.” He was fond of what has Cherry Hill description as a “cinch.” He never let any lame, slow trick get away. John Sparrowhawk's specialty was racing; and he always referred to this diversion with horses as his “long suit.” He kept several rather abrupt animals himself, and whenever he found a man whose horse wasn't as sudden as some horse he owned, John Sparrowhawk would lay plots for that man, and ultimately race equines with him, and become master of such sums as the man would bet. John Sparrowhawk wandered through life in his “surething” way and amassed wealth. He was rich, and was wont to boast to very intimate friends: