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"That isn't Jimmy's line" was their restraining thought if they had for a moment contemplated suggesting to Mr. Shiffney that he might perhaps put himself out for a friend. And Jimmy was quite of their opinion, and always stuck to his "line," like a sensible fellow. Two or three days after Mrs. Shiffney's visit to Claude Heath her husband, late one afternoon, found her in tears.
At the back of his mind probably was some subconscious, unrecognized desire to seize any chance of seeing her once more if only for a moment, but on reaching the house he heard a repetition of the story with which Miller had overwhelmed Colonel Faversham. For the instant Jimmy also was almost overwhelmed, but by vastly different sensations.
But at last there came a morning when Jimmy was so late and Buster was so early in reaching the garden that their breakfast hours came at the same time. "Where have you been keeping yourself?" Buster Bumblebee cried, the moment he caught sight of Jimmy Rabbit's ears sticking up from behind a head of Farmer Green's lettuce.
The thousand little spears hidden in his coat suddenly stood on end and Prickly Porky made a fierce little rush forward. "Drop him!" he grunted. Granny Fox just snarled and backed away, dragging Peter with her and keeping him between Prickly Porky and herself. By this time Jimmy Skunk had recovered himself. You know he is not afraid of anybody or anything.
We've almost got you, Jimmy Malone! You're going to burn in Hell, Jimmy Malone!" Jimmy leaned toward Dannie, and began in a low voice, but he grew so excited as he tried to picture the thing that he ended in a scream, and even then Dannie's horrified eyes failed to recall him.
You can take me to him." When we got to the table we found Jimmy trying to explain to the General and the two Colonels in execrable French that he didn't know what it was all about. He hadn't done anything. Then he saw Viola. For one second, while he stared at her across the room, he appeared to be suffering from a violent shock.
If he had been actually affianced to Carrissima, the case would, no doubt, have been more serious, although even then there could be no justification for her shameful accusation. But he was not affianced to her, and, in the face of what he had just heard, he never wished to be. Jimmy saw that Mark was deeply moved, and made a shrewd guess at the cause.
Jimmy realized this as well as did his chum, and, in another moment, the two were making their way back to their line as they had left it, by alternately moving on their hands and knees and again by working themselves forward on their elbows and stomach. It was the only safe way.
Now there were in good standing less than twenty. Of these twenty, fifteen sat on the hard wooden chairs when Judge Priest rapped with his metal spectacle case for order, and that fifteen meant all who could travel out at nights. Doctor Lake was there, and Sergeant Jimmy Bagby, the faithful and inevitable. It was the biggest turnout the Camp had had in a year.
With his heart in his mouth, he sprang out of the doorway. Jimmy Skunk wasn't there. With a sigh of relief, Peter started for the dear, safe Old Briar-patch, lipperty-lipperty-lip, as fast as he could go. "I'll never, never play another joke," he said, over and over again as he ran. Jimmy Skunk ambled along down the Lone Little Path through the Green Forest. He didn't hurry.
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