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"Alf, is the shot gun loaded?" he asked, brushing himself. "Yes, sir. Why?" We looked at the old fellow, wondering what he meant, but he made no explanation. Alf repeated his question. "Why?" And the old man exclaimed: "Oh, nothin'. Jest goin' to blow that red steer's head off, that's all. Confound his hide. I wish I may die this minute if I ever had sich a jolt in my life.
Come, Pete, go wash your face and hands, and then we'll spread our blankets and lay down. I'm tireder'n a mule after crossin' Rocky Face Ridge. I don't want to take another step, nor even think, till I git a good sleep." "We don't have to go over that brush, then?" said Alf Russell, with an expression of deep relief. "I'm so glad. Great Jerusalem, how my wound begins to ache again.
"Well done the little Hope!" cried the Captain, while Benjy gave vent to his feelings in a cheer, which was evidently heard by Leo, for he was seen to wave his hand in reply. Next moment another wave hid the Hope from view, and it was seen no more at that time. "I feel easier now, Benjy, thank God, after that. Alf is a fair steersman, and our boats are evidently able to stand rough usage."
"Believe me, Whitey has that kind of a mind," says I, "or else he wouldn't be handling the Alf. Shuman publicity work." "But where could he have taken him?" asks Mr. Robert. "We're just gettin' to that," says I. "Where would he? Now if this was a movie play we was dopin' out it would be simple. He'd be taken off on a yacht. But Whitey couldn't get the use of a yacht.
"It may well be deemed that we know full surely thereof." And therewith she guides them to the place where the treasure lay: and there they found exceeding great wealth; so that men deem they have never seen so many things of price heaped up together in one place. All this they bore to the ships of King Alf, and Hjordis and the bondmaid went with them.
He was the clay, for Emmy or herself to mould to their own advantage. "You can think yourself jolly lucky; my lad!" she repeated. "I can tell you that much!" ii Jenny leant back in her chair exhausted by her excitement. Alf reached round for the chair he had left, and brought it to the table.
We got it under at last, early this morning." "This morning?" "Yes, sir. It blow'd up about two hours arter you left for London, an' we've bin at it ever since. We was so glad your mother was away, sir, for it did make an uncommon crack. I was just sayin' to cook, not 'alf an hour since, the master would have enjoyed that, he would; it was such a crusher." "Any of of the torpedo left, Lancey?"
One hundred pounds a day for ten days makes how much, Durfy?" "A thousand," said Durfy. "Humph!" said Mr Shanklin. "Time to think of our Christmas holidays." "Wait a bit. We've not done yet. You say your two young mashers are still in tow, Alf?" "Yes; green as duckweed. But they're nearly played out, I guess.
It's near Beauregard and we'll probably get into action pretty soon." "It's not so near to Beauregard as you think," the Judge answered. "The Yanks have taken a bite out of the railroad between there and Corinth." "They have?" asked Tom. "Is that what this man Alf was so excited about!" "No not exactly," replied the Judge.
"You're not going to back out or squeal?" his pal persisted. "Why, Alf, how can you " "Because I've got to be sure before I stir another inch." "But ain't I told you over and over again that I " "I don't trust you." "What makes you so hard on a feller, Alf?" whimpered Cronin. "I haven't been mixed up in as many of these jobs as you have and is it surprising that I'm a mite nervous?
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