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"Thar, yer all right," he said, panting with the exertion, "but hit wuz a mouty loud call for ye. Gabriel's ho'n couldn't've made a much mo' powerful one." "I've lost my gun," said Harry, regretfully, as soon as he could compose himself. "Cuss-an'-burn the blasted ole smooth-bore," said Fortner, contemptuously. "Don't waste no tear on that ole kick-out-behind.
"That's what I call mouty neat shooting knock yer man over at 150 yards, down hill, with that ole smooth-bore, and without no rest. The oldest han' at the business couldn't've done no better." Harry was too much agitated to heed the compliment to his markmanship. He looked back anxiously and asked: "Are they coming on yet?" "Skacely they hain't," said the stranger, with a very obvious sneer.
"Sick!" he echoed the boy's words scornfully. "Sick!" His grotesquely thin body seemed to swell as he straightened himself, and his shrill squeak of a voice took on a new note of pompous importance. "I guess," he stated impressively, "I reckon, Denny, you ain't heard the news, hev you?" He chuckled pityingly, half contemptuously. "I reckon you couldn't've," he concluded with utter finality.
I declare, I believe I'll feel mildewed for the rest of my life. I know if I pulled off my clothes you could scrape the green mold off my back." "And I'm sure that if we'd had the whole army to pick from, we couldn't've got in with a better lot of boys and officers. Every one of them's true blue, and a MAN all the way through.
"I doubt that, Martin: he's not fond of paying, the mane, dirthy blackguard. I tell you what, you shouldn't iver have let Daly inside the house: he'll make us pay for the writing o' thim as shure as my name's Mary Kelly: av' he hadn't got into the house, he couldn't've done a halfporth." "I tell you, mother, it wouldn't have done not to let him see Anty.
The sentence ended with the picturesque rapid CRESCENDO employed by maidens of her type in describing a convulsive experience. "Just didn't he," joined in another. "I never saw ANY-thing so funny in all my BORN DAYS. I was AFRAID to look at either one of YOU; I knew if I DID I would BURST RIGHT OUT laughing. I couldn't've HELPED it I know I COULDN'T, if I'd'a knowed I'd'a DIED the next MINUTE."
"Baby Three. Second Officer Jones and four passengers. Deconned to " "Thank God, Herc!" Formality vanished. "With you to astrogate us, we may have a chance. But how'd you make it? I'd've sworn a flying saucer couldn't've got down from the Top in the time we had." "Same thing right back at you, Babe. I didn't have to come down. We were in Baby Three when it happened."
One of the technicians came in, wiping his forehead with a big blue bandana. "Well, there she goes. Mr. Sorensen, if that thing is dangerous, hadn't we better back off a little way from it?" "It isn't dangerous," Sorensen said. "Nothing's going to happen." The technician looked unhappy. "Then I don't see why we couldn't've tested the thing back in the shop. Would've been a lot easier there.
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