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Then he arose and stepped back, gasping for breath. With his first lungful of air he shouted: "Time!" But the figure of Wessner lay motionless. Freckles watched him with regardful eye and saw at last that he was completely exhausted. He bent over him, and catching him by the back of the neck, jerked him to his knees.

The laugh came so suddenly and so explosively that Bram could have heard it a hundred yards away, even with the wind blowing as it was. A consumptive! Philip doubled up his arm until the hard muscles in it snapped. He drew in a deep lungful of air, and forced it out again with a sound like steam escaping from a valve.

This time he came more softly to the surface, clear beyond the chin. The foam and débris and turbulence of little waves seethed about his lips, and the sunlight danced confusingly in his streaming eyes; but he gulped a fresh lungful before he again went under.

The American had recovered enough of his breath to expend a lungful of it in one profane bellow.

It was the brightest of May days when the new supervisor of track debarked from the mountain-climbing train at Saint's Rest, stretched his legs gratefully on terra firma, had his first deep lungful of the ozonic air of the high peaks, and found his welcome awaiting him.

She wrenched open the door, felt the rush of air, drew in a long, grateful, smoke-steam-dust laden lungful of it, felt the breath of it on spine and chest, sneezed, realized that she would be the victim of a summer cold next day, and, knowing, cared not. "Great, ain't it?" said a voice in the darkness. Emma McChesney was of the non-screaming type.

"We are doing nicely, as it is. I merely wanted you to address the boys." "But I've spent three months of hard labor on this! You led me to believe that you would put in new equipment." The younger Wylie laughed, languidly exhaling a lungful of cigarette smoke. "When Dad gets ready to purchase, he'll let you know," said he.

He knew he would make it. He had to! But where was Scotty? Rick shot to the surface, went right through it, his impetus carrying him into the blessed air. He gulped a great lungful before he fell back with a splash, and as he hit water his fins were flailing, to carry him toward the hastily glimpsed shore. A masked figure surfaced beside him and called, "Take it easy!" He only moved faster.

The men shook hands. A third brandy snifter was brought and a gentleman's potation was poured for the colonel. "Ed," said Captain Lacey as soon as his fellow officer had inhaled a goodly lungful of the heady fumes, "do you remember you were telling me a couple of years ago about some test you were in on out in the Mojave Desert?" Colonel Dower frowned. "Test? Something to do with cars?"

"I won't be dragged into the thing. You've no business rustling stock, anyhow. You don't have to." Urbina exhaled a lungful of cigarette smoke and inquired, "You won't help me, eh?" "No, I won't." "Very well! If I go to prison you shall go, too. I shall tell all I know and we shall be companions, you and I." Austin's temper rose at the threat. "Bah!" he cried, contemptuously.