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Like those they had seen in the canoes he had a hangdog, shiftless look, different from the bold warrior of the more northerly forests. The two did not remain long. So many people were about that they were likely to be seen, and they returned through the forest to the cypress cove in which "The Galleon" lay hidden.
'One would think, said Ralph, speaking, in spite of himself, in a low and subdued voice, 'that there was a funeral going on here, and not a wedding. 'He, he! tittered his friend, 'you are so so very funny! 'I need be, remarked Ralph, drily, 'for this is rather dull and chilling. Look a little brisker, man, and not so hangdog like! 'Yes, yes, I will, said Gride.
"I was walking down Bond Street past that tea-and-tart shop, my dear you know, where they have those special coffee-creams, and who should come out of it but Miss Daphne Wing and our friend Fiorsen; and pretty hangdog he looked. He came up to me, with his little lady watching him like a lynx.
Tom Gray looked immensely relieved, Grace thought, in spite of his crestfallen, hangdog air. They followed him down the hall, Mrs. Gray in the lead, until he slammed the front door after him and disappeared in the night. Then, turning with her old, sweet manner, she continued: "My dear children, I want to thank you for helping me rid my house of this man.
She bunched her red lips for a kiss, like a child, and advanced her head. Paul's face was like a peony for colour, but he pouted his lips also, and bent to meet hers. When they had almost met, she drew her head back with a demure shake and a look of doubt The kitchen rang with laughter at Paul's hangdog discomfiture.
He proved a hangdog, sidelong catch-thief, but gifted with a marvellous perseverance in ferreting out culprits; following in their track like an inevitable Cuba blood-hound, with his noiseless nose. When disconcerted, however, you sometimes heard his bay.
And Cynthy would certainly have laughed out if she had not been so perplexed in her mind to know whether Andrew was speaking the truth. Such a motley set of wedding guests as they were, with their coats inside out and their other disguises! Such a race of pied pipers! And looking at their hangdog faces you would have said, "Such a lot of sheep-thieves!"
With a sickening, hangdog look Joe mumbled something and rode after his master. As they disappeared up the trail, Nick called back, "I'll get you yet, you sneakin' spy." "Not after you've had time to think it over," answered Patches cheerfully. "It would interfere too much with your real business. I'll leave your gun at the gate of that old corral up the wash. Good-by, Joe!"
"Jupille!" exclaimed M. Flamaran, "you have shipwrecked us! This is Crusoe's land; and what the dickens do you mean by it?" The old clerk, utterly discomfited, and wearing that hangdog look which he always assumed at the slightest rebuke from Counsellor Boule, pulled a face as long as his arm, went up to M. Flamaran and whispered a word in his ear. "Upon my word!
Linton agreed, with a hangdog expression. "But why? What for?" "We've split," Mr. Quirk explained. Then he heaved a sigh. "It's made a new man of me a'ready." "My end will look all right when I get her boarded up," Linton vouchsafed, "but Old Jerry drew the hind quarters." His shoulders heaved in silent amusement. "'Old' Jerry!" snapped the smaller man. "Where'd you get the 'old' at?
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