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The skipper grinned at him in spite of his uneasiness at letting men go down there and shrugged his shoulders resignedly. "Go ahead, both of you. If Gordon's as much at home in the water as I've seen you, our job is done. Don't know how I forgot your mudlark proclivities, Little."

But when he saw him, with serious face, fish two bits of string from the miscellaneous museum of his pocket and proceed to frustrate the problematical yellow-jacket he grinned appreciatively.

Messer Simone knew well enough how great an effect such a piece of news would have upon the austere nature of his host, and I make no doubt that his red face grinned in the moonlight as he dispatched his fellow upon his errand.

"I got your bid first, so I regretted the yachting party; and I guess I'd have regretted it anyhow," and he grinned at her over his cup. "Nice man," she said adding on the instant, "I must go now, Ross." "Wait till I eat the sugar out of my cup," complained Wilbur.

"Follow me," directed Darrin, leading the way up the alley Catching sight of the prostrate midshipman the driver grinned. "No, he's not intoxicated!" flashed out Darrin half angrily. "This is all a trick. Help me lift him into your cab. Then drive us to the best physician in the town." Dan was propped in place on the back seat, Darrin beside him.

It was 1890, one of Rhodes' big years, the year they went north. It would have done you good to hear him talk. He was so keen, and his eyes glowed. Just like the water glows near the keel in the tropics. 'That must have been a time, I said; 'I've only read about it. It was before I saw the country. The sailor grinned and spat.

Friend was always a word to warm Ambrose's breast, and surely at this moment of all his life he needed a friend. "Thank you," he said from a full heart. "I see you at the tea-dance," the voice went on. Ambrose had an intuition. "Were you the girl " "Yes," she said. "I sit be'ind you. I think you pretty man. When we run out I squeeze your hand." Ambrose grinned into the darkness.

He's all right!" the other man objected. "I ain't takin' chances," growled Bill. "I'm goin' to have some say about it, too." He fumbled in his pocket, and drawing forth some stout twine proceeded to tie Jamie's hands securely behind his back. Then he tied Jamie's feet, and gave him a push to the rear. "Now I guess you'll stay with us all right," he grinned. "Aw, leave the kid be!

By the way, rather lucky you've met. He's in your house. Firby-Smith's head of Wain's, Mike." Mike gathered that Gazeka and Firby-Smith were one and the same person. He grinned again. Firby-Smith continued to look ruffled, though not aggressive. "Oh, are you in Wain's?" he said. "I say, Bob," said Mike, "I've made rather an ass of myself." "Naturally." "I mean, what happened was this.

The man brushed by and hurried off. The boys looked at each other and grinned. "He won't catch Steve," Rick said. "Not a chance. Well, my clumsy friend, shall we put your shoe back on and go meet the others for lunch?" "We shall," Rick returned. "Indeed we shall." He slipped his shoe on and tied it quickly. "Wasn't it interesting, where Steve said we could reach him?"