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Johnson, Owen, 1878-1952

"Murder in Any Degree"


"'I have,' I said, 'and I want you to know the truth. I came because I
had to get out of Fall River. I had a scrap--more than one of them.'
"'Did you lick your man?' she said, glancing at me.
"'I licked every one of them, and it was good and fair fighting--if I
was on a tear,' I said; 'but I'm ashamed of it now.'
"'You're Larry Moore, who pitched on the Fall Rivers last season?' she
said.
"'I am.'
"'You can pitch some!' she said with a nod.
"'When I'm straight I can.'
"'And why don't you go at it like a man then? You could get in the
Nationals,' she said.
"'I've never had anyone to work for--before,' I said.
"'We go down here; I'm staying at Keene's boarding-house,' she said at
that.
"I was afraid I'd been too forward; so I kept still until we came to the
door. Then I pulled off my hat and made her a bow and said: 'Will you
let me walk home with you steady, Fanny Montrose?'
"And she stopped on the door-step and looked at me without saying a
word, and I asked it again, putting out my hand, for I wanted to get
hold of hers.


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