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Now she was looking forward to her vacation in the Arizona mountains on Judge Breckenridge's ranch. "Oh, I'm so glad we're off. I can hardly wait until I see the cowboys. I think they must be marvelous!" "Joy, do try to use a little bit of sense. There's nothing remarkable about a cowboy," Kit Patten, the mountain girl, replied.
The only additional casualty was that of an officer of A Battery, who had had a piece of his ear chipped off by a splinter, and had gone to a dressing station. The news from B Battery aroused much more interest. An 8-inch shell had landed right on top of their dug-out mess. No one was inside at the time, but three officers, who were wont to sleep there, had had every article of kit destroyed.
"And I was ready to throw them after their kit if necessary," he added, expanding his chest. The upshot of it all was that our horses fetched fresh material, and we helped to find the doctor and the gas officer a home. The battle continued next day, our infantry nibbling their way into the Boche defences and allowing him no rest.
And the project being approved they appointed a sufficient force to assist in seizing him, who were placed at an adjoining alehouse, where Kate, the wife of Kit Leonard, was to give them the signal. Burnworth took off his surtout coat, in the pocket of the lining whereof he had several pistols.
And she tells me all about the good times they used to have in these very rooms." Bet had dreamed so often beneath the vivacious, smiling face that she had come to believe that Lady Betty really did talk to her. "It almost seems wicked to live in these rooms after her," murmured Kit, as the two girls went up the stairs slowly, their arms around each others' waists.
The equivalent of three of them was quite enough for me to carry from Inkston station up to the Cottage trying to look as if I were carrying nothing of any account! One hasn't got to pretend to be carrying nothing in full marching kit nor to carry it all in one hand. And he'd never trust himself in a cab might be kidnapped, you see!
The rest of the party coming up with the cargadores, we had to wait until bamboo rafts could be built, the raft really being nothing but a flat bundle lashed together with bejuco. In this case our rafts were so small that under the weight of only one man and his kit they immediately became submarines, so that one got partially wet crossing. Our horses and ponies were swum over.
This was Kit Carson's usual method of smoking, and he was an inveterate partaker of the weed. Frequently there was no real tobacco to be found in the camp; either its occupants had exhausted their supply, or the traders had failed to bring enough at the last rendezvous to go round. Then they were compelled to resort to the substitutes of the Indians.
She looked at Kit with quiet, steady scrutiny, and then questioningly over at the boys. But Kit herself relieved the tension. "Hello," she said. "I think you've got an awfully nice place down here. I like it because it looks old like our houses back home. All the other places I've seen since I came west have looked so newly painted." "This isn't new," the girl told her slowly.
"And what's more, Neighbor Tanner," said Master Richard Burbage, "had Carew's daughter not sixpence to her name, we vagabond players, as ye have had the scanty grace to dub us, would have cared for her for the honour of the craft, and reared her gently in some quiet place where there never falls even the shadow of such evil things as have been the end of many a right good fellow beside old Kit Marlowe and Gaston Carew."
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