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Bill lay silent for an hour, staring through the open cabin window at a gray curtain of falling snowflakes; then he shook his head and muttered: "Well, I be danged!" "Anything you want?" Thomas inquired, quickly. "I was just thinking about that gal." Bill indicated the leather-framed photograph which was prominently featured above the other bunk. "You ain't gettin' ahead very fast, are you?"
That is to say, I believe in it right enough when I look at you or listen to McCunn, but as soon as my eyes are off you I begin to doubt again. I'm gettin' old and I've a stake in the country, and I daresay I'm gettin' a bit of a prig anyway I don't want to make a jackass of myself. Besides, there's this foul weather and this beastly house to ice my feet."
"Oh, well, the world's round. There's a schooner outfittin' for Sibeery two years' cruise. Me an' Dex is figgerin' on gettin' out towards the frontier fer a spell." "Sure!" said Dextry. "I'm beginnin' to feel all cramped up hereabouts owin' to these fillymonarch orchestras an' French restarawnts and such discrepancies of scenery.
As Ralph opened his eyes, several seamen were standing about, laughing, one of whom held a half emptied bucket of water. The boy's head ached and he was thoroughly drenched and miserable. "Up you get!" said Long Tom, pausing in his walk to and fro in the waist of the schooner, "Time you were gettin' breakfast on the cabin table. Cap'n always raises thunder when breakfast is late."
But it's all right now, and I'll just be gettin' along to the wagon." "But, Jim, you haven't seen Mr. Douglas," Polly protested, trying to keep him with her until she could think of some way to comfort him. "I'll look in on him comin' back," said Jim, anxious to be alone with his disappointment. He was out of the gate before she could stop him. "Hurry back, won't you, Jim?
Chance killed one of Loring's sheep. John hung it onto me, seein' Chance was with me. Guess John's gettin' religion." Corliss laughed, and his lips twisted to a sneer. "Guess he is. I tried to touch him for two hundred of my own money and he turned me down. Maybe I like it." "Turned you down, eh! That's what I call nerve! And you been away three year and more.
His saddle was in order, his mare had been rubbed down and fed, and he was leisurely strolling over to the bunkhouse for breakfast. And as he passed the foreman's hut he heard Jake's voice from within hailing him with unwonted cheeriness. "Mornin', Tresler," he called out. "Late gettin' in last night." Tresler moved over and stood in the doorway. He was wary of the tone, and answered coolly
"Uncle Sam's gettin' into the game," he answered, pointing out to sea. "The revenue cutter?" "Hm, hm," grunted the whaler in assent, "I reckon I can see her lights." No one else could see anything in the fog and darkness, but a minute or two later there came a flash, followed by a dull "boom." Hank turned to the Japanese leader.
But now, with THIS under my pillow for her, I've got a right to ask. I'll take a chance, if you will." "It's only a chance, Jack." "I know that. But lie here and watch these soaks off the street. Old, a lot of them, and gettin' well to go out and starve, and My God! Mr. Le Moyne, they can walk, and I can't." K. drew a long breath. He had started, and now he must go on.
"No doubt it is where father and the rest of them spent the first night after leaving home: that shows that we have made good progress, and, if no accident happens, we shall arrive on time." "There is no need of our hurryin', as I understood that a gintleman once obsarved whin they were goin' to hang him; if we are two or three days late in gettin' there, what's the odds?"
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