Your brother-in-law lunched at home to-day with her and the
children and they are now going to the Hippodrome.
"Stop, look, and listen! Back of the bar I see two men in a room,
but they did not see me. One is Tim Meehan, the other is a
stenographer. He is taking notes. Each of them has on the ear-muffs
of a dictagraph. Looks like you'd better watch your step and not
say nothing you don't want Tammany to print.'" The voice of Mrs.
Earle rose in a shrill shriek.
"Him--a gilded saint?" she screamed; "you big stiff! He knew he was
talking into a dictagraph all the time, and he double- crossed us!"
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