Dean brought Fred and Cynthia up to date on his strained meeting with the new acting sheriff and Fitzgerald's reluctant agreement to check out the skeleton—Martha's bones, as the mine-hidden discovery was now named.
That's Fitzgerald's first name.
Dean grabbed Fitzgerald's arm.
The Deans and Fred were torn between discussing Fitzgerald's blockbuster announcement and this conversation, which was becoming more interesting by the minute.
Nothing. I so wanted something we could toss back in Fitzgerald's face.
Speaking of the election, the courthouse is all abuzz now that Fitzgerald's running against you.
But at least it proves Fitzgerald's bones were a replacement.
Lydia glanced up and down and then took Fitzgerald's face in her hands and kissed him full on the mouth—no glad-to-see-you-grandpa embrace.
Was Fitzgerald's fly open when you saw him?
Maybe Dawkins' foreman was Fitzgerald's father!
Fitzgerald's in the parade!
Fitzgerald's entry was a flat trailer, pulled by a Jeep, bedecked with appropriate flags and bunting while a tiny speaker blared America the Beautiful.
Dean asked, remembering Fitzgerald's purchase.
There was polite applause, a little less then followed Fitzgerald's words, or so thought Dean.
But Fitzgerald's absence still bothers me.
But in Fitzgerald's defense, there were two pint bottles of vodka at Lydia Larkin's place, so he may have bought them for her.
They were Fitzgerald's papa's and he killed Billy to stop him from testifying!
While Dean had been at odds with the man since their first confrontation last January, it was Fitzgerald's venomous comments at the debate that led Dean to now believe him capable of almost anything.
Then, out of character and without preamble, he announced, I've got one more nail to put a flat in Mr. Fitzgerald's little red wagon.
What makes you think Fitzgerald's my drinking buddy?
He pulled at Fitzgerald's arm and tugged him a few feet away.
Fitzgerald's reaction was shock and anger.
He'd seen Fitzgerald's reaction at the mention of the vodka.
Fitzgerald's got him in jail!
He was nice enough to say I didn't belong locked up but this was Fitzgerald's jurisdiction and he couldn't do nothing about it.
The conspiracy was honeycombed with treachery, and it was long a matter of dispute to whose information the government were indebted for Fitzgerald's arrest; but it is no longer open to doubt that the secret of his hiding place was disclosed by a Catholic barrister named Magan, to whom the stipulated reward was ultimately paid through Francis Higgins, another informer.
Mr Percy Fitzgerald's Life (2 vols., 1868; new edition, 1899) is full and spirited, and has been reprinted, with additions, among Sir Theodore Martin's Monographs (1906).
The fullest biography is Mr Percy Fitzgerald's (1864).
A revised edition of Mr Percy Fitzgerald's Life of Sterne, containing much new information, appeared in 1896.