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"That would be about it," grinned Sapt, "and we shouldn't find the King's body then." "You think it's certain he's there?" "Very probable. Besides the fact of those three being there, the drawbridge is kept up, and no one goes in without an order from young Hentzau or Black Michael himself. We must tie Fritz up." "I'll go to Zenda," said I. "You're mad." "Some day." "Oh, perhaps.
Wounded boys whom I met that morning grinned in spite of their wounds at our first word about the tanks. "Crikey!" said a cockney lad of the 47th Division. "I can't help laughing every time I think of them tanks. I saw them stamping down German machine-guns as though they were wasps' nests."
And as he swung me over and crushed me to the ground, he knelt above me and grinned horribly into my purpling face. A second we stayed so, and I thought indeed that my hour was come, when suddenly I felt the blood in my head released once more. He had taken his hands from my throat. He seized me now by the collar and dragged me rudely to my feet.
But Harlan had betrayed no sign that he knew Latimer was watching him; and when he saw Strom Rogers coming toward him from the stable, he grinned at him and made room for him when the latter headed for the bench upon which Harlan was sitting.
She can stick around the ranch and get half a dozen columns out of any of half a dozen subjects, while the writer chap can get the dope on lion-hunting.... Sure, sure. I'll put him on a horse a child can ride." The more the merrier, especially newspaper chaps, Dick grinned to himself and grandfather Jonathan Forrest would have nothing on him when it came to pulling off a successful finish.
Every brigand in the lot immediately turned in his direction, shouting perfect fountains of words. After a moment Talbot, afoot, emerged from the jungle and calmly picked his way through the mud toward us. "Put up your shooting irons," he grinned at us. "These men tell me your saddle pad is on crooked and they want to straighten it for you."
"And where did you beau Janet from?" Laura asked. "The hospital." "Were you there to see that poor man?" "Rich man, you mean," grinned her brother. "I took him some books and a lot of papers. He is able to sit up and read." "But he doesn't know who he is?" "He declares his name is John Something, and that he ought to be in Alaska right now. Says the last he knew he was in Sitka.
"Say," and Bud pointed to a large sign on the front of one of the few frame buildings, which read "City Hotel," "that looks like a place to eat. Let's tie our horses outside and go in and get our breakfast. I'm as hungry as a bear; and and well we can talk over what we had better do next while we are eating. Glory be, I did not suppose Sacramento City was like this!" and he grinned.
I c'n git a place easy where the' ain't no brasses to clean, an' I'm a-goin' ter, too. All the office boys hates ter clean brasses." "What do ye clean 'em with?" Theodore inquired. The boy held out the tin box. "This stuff an' soft rags. Say you want ter try it?" He grinned as he spoke, but to his surprise his offer was accepted.
"It seems you'll be writing your own ticket from here on out." Trigger stared at him, wondering. "Why?" Quillan grinned. "New instructions have been handed down," he said. "If you're still curious, ask Whatzzit." "Oh," Trigger said. "Then why are you here?" "I," said Quillan, "am to make damn sure you get to Manon. I brought a few people with me." "Mihul, too?" Trigger asked, a shade diffidently.
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