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"But ye'll be back belive?" said Mrs. Saddletree, detaining her; "they winna let ye stay yonder, hinny." "But I maun gang to St. Leonard's there's muckle to be dune, and little time to do it in And I have friends to speak to God bless you take care of my father." She had reached the door of the apartment, when, suddenly turning, she came back, and knelt down by the bedside.
"Hear how that bullet sang?" questioned the Frenchman. "It was notched a notched slug, you understand. That is a familiar trick with these dog-people of the Beni Harb. Sometimes, if they have poison, they dip the notched slug in that too. And, ah, what a wound one makes! Dum-dums are a joke beside such!" Another shot sounded. Many cracked out along the dune.
So the three braw King George's sodgers that had dune sic graund things at Waterloo took the quickest road through the meadow. Captain St. Clair, he trippit on his sword, an' was understood to cry oot that he had never eaten beef in his life.
"If ye had business to do, ye suld hae dune it before ye cam here," replied the man of keys from the outside; "yell find it's easier wunnin in than wunnin out here there's sma' likelihood o' another Porteous mob coming to rabble us again the law will haud her ain now, neighbour, and that yell find to your cost." "What do you mean by that, sir?" retorted Butler.
"We ought to be able to claim at least half of it." "Bless my pocketbook!" cried Mr. Damon, but Tom did not hear him. At that instant his attention was attracted by seeing two men emerge from behind the sand dune near which he and Mr. Damon had halted momentarily, when the youth explained about the treasure. The man looked sharply at Tom.
They ate their dinner in olympic splendor, atop a dune. Heyl produced unexpected things from the rucksack things that ranged all the way from milk chocolate to literature, and from grape juice to cigarettes. They ate ravenously, but at Heyl's thrifty suggestion they saved a few sandwiches for the late afternoon.
And the Eastern billies are very willing to yield one half of the contention. Mrs. Wilson, though Eastie by nature, had the jovial manner that you find in Kyle; more jovial, indeed, than was common in nippy Barbie, which, in general character, seems to have been transplanted from some sand dune looking out upon the German Ocean.
Coates were huddled together under the lee of the dune. Lucy's eyes were staring straight ahead of her; her teeth chattering with fear and cold. She had heard the shouts of Parks and the captain, and knew now whose life was at stake. There was no hope left; Archie would win and pull him out alive, and her end would come.
The attacking party now drew off to the hillock for a council of war. Only their heads could be seen their bodies lay hidden in the long grass of the dune. Archie and Tod were now dancing about the deck in a delirium of delight calling out in true piratical terms, "We die, but we never surrender!"
Looking up, and yet seeing nothing in the darkness, Peter understood where the weird shriekings and ghostly cries came from. It was the wind whipping itself up the side and over the top of the dune. Jolly Roger listened, hearing only the convulsive sweep of that mighty force over a thousand miles of barren.
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