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The man started and wheeled on her, saw Burrage behind her, and looked from one to the other, surprised. "How'd you get in there?" he demanded. "That house was cleared out this afternoon." "Never mind that," said Mark. "We're leaving it now. This lady's looking for her family that she left here earlier in the day." "Well, I got 'em off at least I got the only one here, an old lady.
"Why, shucks, 't ain't nothin' but a hoss!" he said, in disgust, having nerved himself for nothing less than a rhinoceros, such as he had seen in the circus. "How'd he git there?" demanded Miss Hazy. Chris was not prepared to say. All through breakfast Miss Hazy was in a flutter of excitement. She had once heard of a baby being left on a doorstep, but never a horse.
"Oh, yes. I'll 'tend to them." Austin got up, his arm about her. "Look here," said he. "How'd you like to come and live in Boston?" Her eyes went quickly from him to his mother. "I wouldn't!" she said, breathing quickly and defiantly. "Never?" "Never, never, never! Unless it was just to visit. Why, Austin " her reproachful eyes accused him, "you said we needn't, ever!
With a curt nod to the men, he strode out through the mouth of the cave and was gone. Dusk had settled down upon mountain and valley; a thin fog swam high in the air above. One of the men cut the rope that bound Truxton's feet. "Get up," said the Newport man. "We've got to be movin'. How'd you like the old man? Smart bug, ain't he?
As one who means to attack, or who fears attack, he approached warily. He wore high boots, riding breeches, and a sombrero. He was a little man, but his movements were alert and active. To David he seemed unnecessarily excited. He thrust himself close against David. "Who the devil are you?" demanded the man from the tug. "How'd you get here?" "I walked," said David.
"How'd you get it, anyway?" "How? Well, my father was just like me; he was a wise man. He named me after his brother, my uncle Ogden, and after Colonel Yell, that was killed in the Mexican war. So I'm Yell O. Pine, and nobody but you ever cared how it kem so."
"Without notice!" Barker looked up sharply. His face betrayed his surprise; showed clearly that Carroll's guess had scored. "How'd you know that?" "I knew it," returned Carroll. "That's sufficient." Barker assumed a defensive attitude. "Anyway," said he, "that didn't make me sore at him, because he give me a month's pay; and that's just as good as a notice, ain't it?" "Ye-e-es, I guess it is."
Back-patting, or just hero worship?" Mike took a small taste of the brandy. "Neither, you jerk. But about eight hours ago I said something that I hadn't planned to say. I practically proposed to Leda Crannon without knowing I was going to." Peter Jeffers didn't laugh. He simply said, "How'd it happen?" Mike told him.
He gestured over his shoulder with his thumb. "How'd you happen to miss out with the Irishman, Jerry?" "Talk low or you may wake him," warned Hovey. "I lost him because the fool ain't sailed long enough to know White Henshaw. He has an idea that mutiny at night is like hittin' a man when he's down as if there was any other way of hittin' Henshaw an' gettin' away with it!"
The ship's bow turned. Doc saw the big hulk go by him in the dark. "Good work," said Doc. "How'd you spot him so quick?" "I didn't spot him, sir. I don't see him yet. I went by the sound of his voice." "Special little angel perched up aloft to look out for Jack when at sea " sang Doc. "I thought that was a nursery rhyme. Now I know it's true.
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