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Now and then a bush at the roadside flipped a stirrup, now and again Banjo's little horse snorted in short impatience, as if expressing its disapproval of this journey through the dark. Night was assertive in its heaviness, but communicative of its mysteries in its wild scents the silent music of its hour.
Sykes turned to the teleceiver, flipped it on, and waited impatiently for the machine to warm up. In a moment Vidac's face came into view. Before the lieutenant governor could say a word, Sykes began to scream at him. "What's the idea of sending these brainless Space Cadets to me! Assistants bah! Can't you find something else for them to do?" bawled Sykes.
Pretty soon a spider went crawling up my shoulder, and I flipped it off and it lit in the candle; and before I could budge it was all shriveled up. I didn't need anybody to tell me that that was an awful bad sign and would fetch me some bad luck, so I was scared and most shook the clothes off of me.
They piled inside, almost one on top of the other. "Thanks for waiting, sir," gasped Tom Corbett. "Not at all, Cadet," said the conductor. "I couldn't let you waste your leave waiting for another train." The elderly man flipped a switch in the narrow vestibule and the door closed with a soft hiss of air.
So he flipped and flopped over again, and the other toys played games among themselves, but the nice Plush Bear was not among them. He was under the fur coat of the Eskimo boy, being carried across the snow to the ice hut, or igloo. The door to this igloo was not like the door to your home. It was just a hole, with some pieces of fur and skin hung over it to keep out the cold wind.
"Get the spaceport," he ordered. "Tell the spaceport officer to prepare a welcoming party to blast off in ten minutes. They will meet Captain Strong of the Solar Guard in the cruiser Orion. Communications control will give them his position." He flipped off the teleceiver and settled back in his chair, smiling. Nothing in the world like a big fuss to throw a man off guard, he thought.
When Tom reached a point five hundred feet away from the ship, Strong flipped open the audio circuit and issued his first order. "Range five hundred feet," he called. "Cut jets!" "You're already here, spaceboy!" yelled Roger into the mike, leaning over Strong's shoulder. The captain silenced him with a glare. No one could speak to the examinee but the testing officer.
"I want them." "They're yours, provided you tell your Uncle Bill the Big Idea." Don Mike flipped some pepper and salt on his eggs and while doing so proceeded to elucidate.
He got away with it two or three times; then he got careless flipped a panful without loosen'n 'em proper them jacks stuck at one edge, flopped over and come down on doc's hands. We had to stop cookin' and doctor the doctor. "Then another one of 'em thought he'd learnt how from watchin' the doc, so I set back an' let 'im have all the rope he wanted.
"Far be it from me to deceive you, Cap," responded the cabby with irritating levity. "I done that same." "Who was that man?" demanded Mr. Birnes coldly. "Search me! I never seen him before." The detective regarded the cabby with accusing eyes. Then, quite casually, he flipped open his coat and Johns caught a glimpse of a silver shield. It might only have been accident, of course, still
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