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"What on earth are we to do now, Ned? These uniforms will betray us to the first person we meet, and we have no means of disguise." "We must get as far away as we can before daylight, Dick, and then hide up. Sooner or later we must throw ourselves on the hospitality of some one, and take our chance.

"I'll be back as soon as I can. Everything is in readiness, so there will be no delay." Tom made a hurried meal, and then, giving Ned a hint of what was in the wind, but cautioning him to say nothing about it, Tom had the small Air Scout brought out, and in that he flew over to Mary's home.

"These fellows are not going to come up to the scratch," said Ned M'Gill to the other honourable gent as they passed the Clydesdale Cricket Ground a few minutes to four o'clock on that memorable morning. Ned, however, was wrong. Through the grey dawn a muffled figure was observed crossing the Pollokshields Athletic Club's Park, and making direct for the old castle.

It was wound round and round with strips of woolen cloth which exuded an unmistakable and unpleasant odor of kerosene. "Say! it's going to be just like the circus picture on the side of the post office, isn't it?" chuckled little Tod Smith. Ned Wilier took down the fence bars and led the horse out into the road. Andy pulled off his coat and shoes. He stowed them alongside a rock near the fence.

"I'll go with you," said Ned. "As long as we haven't seen any sharks I don't mind." "Nor gigantic starfish, either," added Tom with a smile, and Ned nodded in agreement. "We might try reversing the propellers," suggested the man from the engine room, who had come in with the information about the serpent weed. "The chief didn't like to try that.

Then he cautiously raised himself up again, and, a half dozen others who had heard the shot did the same. One rose a little higher than the rest and he fell back with a cry, a bullet in his shoulder. Ned was surprised and puzzled. Whence had come these shots? There was the line of Mexican cavalry, well out of range, and, beyond the horsemen, were the infantry.

If one was, I guess he'll think we are keeping pretty closely after him, and he may give this part of the country a wide berth." "I hope he does," returned Tom. "Do you know, Ned, I have an idea that these fellows Schwen Simpson, and those back of them, including Blakeson are trying to get hold of the secret of my tank for the Germans." "I shouldn't be surprised.

This ain't the first time you've talked about superannuating me, Mr. Edwin and Mr. Charles; but, if you please, we'll make it the last, and drop the subject for evermore." With which words Tim Linkinwater stalked out, with the air of a man who was thoroughly resolved not to be put down. The brothers coughed. "He must be done something with, brother Ned.

She cried out, and sat upright in one violent motion. "He! He!" she cried. "Is he gone?" Instantly Galen Albret had her in his arms. "It is all right," he soothed, drawing her close to his great breast. "All right. You are my own little girl." For perhaps ten minutes Ned Trent lingered near the door of the Council Room until he had assured himself that Virginia was in no serious danger.

There was not much melody in their music, and not much rhythm in their dance, but they were human beings, enjoying themselves after labor and without fear. Both Ned and Obed, sitting outside the circle of light with their rifles across their knees, felt it. The sense of human companionship, even of strangers, was very pleasant. The music and the glowing faces appealed very strongly to the boy.