stiffy

Stiffy, once roused, made an excellent accomplice, though he had no initiative of his own.

Stiffy's schooling, Nicky's boots, the curate who had to come—all were laid upon the table.

Stiffy and Mahooley ferried them across team by team in the scow they kept for the purpose.

A few yards beyond the shack he met Stiffy and Mahooley riding to supper.

"Now we must meet Daphne," said Stiffy, as they left the restaurant and hailed a cab.