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"Pshaw!" growled Teddy. "We did have a little trouble." "Tell me about it." "The storm came up while the aerial acts were on. We all shortened our acts at the direction of the ringmaster, and it was well we did so. We had not all gotten down when a bolt of lightning struck the main center pole." "You don't say! Here, men, stow those canvas wagons forward!
"Well, it is not a face like a tobacco-stopper, as thine is, Tata!" responded Cigarette, with a puff of her namesake; the repartee of the camp is apt to be rough. "He is Bel-a-faire-peur, as you nickname him." "A woman's face!" growled the injured Tata; whose own countenance was of the color and well-nigh of the flatness of one of the red bricks of the wall.
"Now, men," said Swinton, "this is a tough job we have in hand, for they are strong men, and the boy, albeit not big, is a very tiger-cat to fight. You see, if our plan was murder we could easily settle their business while they slept but that's not our plan. We are not murderers by no means!" "Certainly not," growled Blazer, with virtuous solemnity. "Well, that bein' so, we must take them alive.
Strolling on deck, he came face to face with Sam, who had come up to get the morning air. "I suppose you think you have got the best of me," growled Baxter. "It looks like it, doesn't it?" returned Sam briefly. "The game isn't ended yet." "No, but it will be when you land in prison, Baxter." "I'll get square." "You have promised to get square times without number and you have failed every time."
"She flies higher than the paper trade, my boy!" "Hang her!" said Bertram. "It would make it more interesting for me," I ventured to observe, "if I knew who you were talking about." "Antoinette Mauban," said George. "De Mauban," growled Bertram. "Oho!" said I, passing by the question of the `de'. "You don't mean to say, Bert ?" "Can't you let me alone?" "Where's she going to?"
"D n that charlotte-russe!" growled the artist, whose face was as red as a lobster. The rest of the duet was sung without any new incident, and gave general satisfaction. "Madame, your piano is half a tone too low," said the basso, with a reproachful accent.
Moulder was discussing with the waiter the all-important subject of dinner. "At the commercial table sir?" the waiter had asked, doubtingly. Mr. Dockwrath had answered boldly in the affirmative, whereat Mr. Moulder had growled; but Mr. Kantwise had expressed satisfaction. "We shall be extremely happy to enjoy your company," Mr.
"Who's that?" asked the Colonel shading his eyes. "It's Zora the girl who went North with Mrs. Vanderpool," Taylor enlightened him. "Back, is she? Too trifling to stick to a job, and full of Northern nonsense," growled the Colonel. "Even got a Northern walk I thought for a moment she was a lady."
"Look you," replied Tom, "we didn't kill that hare, the dog caught it, and it is his property. We sha'n't interfere in the matter. If Tommy chooses to let you have it, well and good. At the word `watch it, Tommy laid down with his fore-paws over the hare, and showing a formidable set of ivories, looked fiercely at the man, and growled.
'I also desire to cross swords with you, said Greifenstein politely, using a stock phrase. 'Prosit! growled Bauer again. He took the card Rex offered him, and then, with a scarcely perceptible salute, turned on his heel and walked away. Greif remained standing during some seconds, gazing after the departing student.
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