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Jimsy King was on his feet, shaken out of the serene insolence of his young stoicism, his hands opening and shutting, swallowing hard, and Honor, the boy-girl, Jimsy's sturdy Skipper, was crying, frankly, unashamed, unaware, the tears welling up out of her wide eyes, rolling down her bright cheeks. Only Carter Van Meter sat as before, a little withdrawn, a little aloof, in the shadow.
Voice and eyes burst into thunder and flame. "And who led em? Why, my boy-girl friend storming along on an old white Arab, and laughing like the devil. 'Here, they come! yells the Colonel. 'Prepare for Cavalree! I jumped on to the big drum, and had a squint over the men's heads. Lor!
'Heave her up! Then a horse jumped on him, and put him out of his pain. "I got the old rag up somehow. 'Round this, men! I yelled, jumping on the Colonel's dead charger. Get round, ye blanky blanks! Then I saw this boy-girl chap grinning above me. 'Slash away! I roared. 'Here's one for yourself! and I jabbed the staff in his mug.
"Little boy-girl born to do endless mischief in this wide and wind-swept forest world of men! What am I to say to you, who have your will of everyone beneath the sun?
At the same time, he slily pinned the other on Frank's roundabout. So when Frank and Fanny went along out of school, as usual, the little children, amused by the slips of paper, ran after them, some calling, 'boy-girl, and others, 'girl-boy, Frank did not know what all this meant; but he kept on without looking back. "Look behind you," cried Harry Day, as he ran up to Fanny.
The woman is never dead to the man, no matter what happens." The Young Doctor regarded her with a strange, new interest and a puzzled surprise. "Sappho Sappho, how did you come to know these things!" he exclaimed. "You are only a girl at best, or something of a boy-girl at worst, and yet you have, or think you have, got into those places which are reserved for the old-timers in life's scramble.
The suede slippers contributed their three inches to her stature, the long lines of the flowing robe added their dignity, and the strands of her hair, each woven carefully into its appointed place, completed the transformation from the touseled, hoydenish boy-girl of half an hour before into the luxurious and somewhat bored young lady of fashion.
Here was no delicate midget of a child-woman or boy-girl on a stallion, but a grand lady, as only a small woman can be grand on occasion. Taller in truth was she, as well as in seeming, than he had judged her, and as finely proportioned in her gown as in her swimming suit.
I laid my hands heavily upon her firm, young shoulders, and strove to think the while I studied her; but the enchantment of her confused my mind, and I saw only the crisp and clustering curls, and clear, young eyes looking into mine, and the lips scarce parted, hanging breathless on my words. "O boy-girl comrade!" I said in a low, unsteady voice.
Judith to him spelled a girl upon a horse, booted, spurred, with a scarf about her neck fluttering wildly behind her as she rode, the superb, splendid figure of a girl of the out-of-doors, alive with the hot pioneer blood which had been her rich inheritance, a sort of wonderful boy-girl. Remove her flapping hat, her boots, and spurs and riding-suit, and what was left of Judith?
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