Dave Slotter leaned belligerently against the desk that barred the way to the private office of James Ward, senior partner of the firm of Ward, Knowles & Co.
The secretary hesitated and Dave seized the advantage.
When Dave was shown into the private office, he was still in the belligerent frame of mind, but when he saw a large fair man whirl in a revolving chair from dictating to a stenographer to face him, Dave's demeanor abruptly changed.
Ward?" Dave asked with a fatuousness that still further irritated him.
Doctor Dave urged Captain Jim to stay and have supper with them.
"Who is attending to the light tonight, Captain Jim?" asked Doctor Dave.
"There are nearly as many Elliotts and Crawfords," said Doctor Dave, after the laughter had subsided.
Doctor Dave, who had a forty years' feud with the over-harbor people, laughed and subsided.
"'My dear fellow, if you are Dave
Duck I ought to inform you that I buried you two months ago.
But farther down Bonanza were four men who had drifted in from up river, Dan McGilvary, Dave
Edwards, and Harry Waugh.
They read those playful trifles in the solidest terms, and decided without hesitancy that if there had ever been any doubt that Dave
Wilson was a pudd'nhead-- which there hadn't--this revelation removed that doubt for good and all.
" he was called, and he ate and slept, or yawned between times, and took interest in nothing, not even when the Narwhal crossed Queen Charlotte Sound and rolled and pitched and bucked like a thing possessed.