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This example was followed by the rest: Seeing this, Pat secured several about his neck, and then getting into his grummet he descended. That one tree gave them as many nuts as they could require. "We ought not to take more than we want," said Tom; "though before we shove off, we will get a supply for the ship."
Pat, nearest the escaping beef, was spurred in pursuit. It was unexpected, the spurring, and it was savage, and, jolted out of soothing reflection, he flattened his ears and balked. The man spurred him again and again and again, finally raking his sides mercilessly. Whereupon Pat balked in earnest, bucking and pitching viciously.
But Jim Waring's out after that bunch that got Pat. If I wasn't so hefty, I'd 'a' gone with him. I tell you the man that got Pat ain't goin' to live long to brag on it." "They say it was the Brewster boys," ventured the stenographer. "They say lots of things, son. But Jim Waring knows. God help the man that shot Pat when Jim Waring meets up with him.
Patricia suspected her now of insincerity, but that was not one of Rosamond Merton's faults. Had she feigned more, Patricia would never have left her. She was sorry for Miss Pat to go, but since she seemed so eager for it, there was nothing else to be done. "We'll see just as much of one another," she said, still absently intent on her purchases. "You'll practice here, of course."
"No-o," said Marcus, thoughtfully, as he stooped to pat the dog's head, a favour which Lupe responded to by leaning himself as hard as he could against his young master's legs. "I should like to have him with us, Serge." "So should I, boy, if it comes to that. He'd have been splendid with us, and saved us scouting when those rough uns were hanging round.
They'll come back to-morrow, soon as Bill gets rid of this gang. You need not worry about them or your property." "Do you have any idea who is hiding in the house?" "I was worried some at first. Pat Hawe acted queer. I imagined he'd discovered he was trailing bandits who might turn out to be his smuggling guerrilla cronies.
These seemed starting, while his brow was lined, the rest of his face puckered, and his mouth opened, at the same time his muscles relaxing so that the silver waiter dropped a little and the letter fell upon the soft carpet with a light pat which in the silence sounded loud. For a few moments the picture was at its best, actors and spectator looking as rigid as if carved in wood or stone.
Somehow, it was just like gentlemen playing, you know " "You have hit it, Patsy, a regular bull!" said Captain Jack. "Oh, I don't mean " began the girl in confusion, rare with her. "Yes, you do, Pat. Stick to your guns." "Well, I will. The first game everybody loved to watch. The second game somehow it made me wish Rupert had been a Hun. I'd have loved it then."
Be that as it may, no trace of displeasure was visible upon her face or in her voice or manner, when, a few minutes afterwards, she stood by the side of the unsuspicious Tira, in the back veranda of the house, holding in her hand a plate containing a pat of butter she had just borrowed from the Doctor's housekeeper, while the latter, peeping through the curtain of vine-leaves, gazed at as pretty a spectacle as just then could have been seen anywhere in Belfield.
"Look in again to-night. I shall have her fired, I think, and throw her up till December. Hallo! Pussy, how are you?" All the four dogs rose from the hearthrug and wagged their tails solemnly in respectful greeting to her. Beatrice had a pat and a word for each, and a kiss for her uncle, before she sat down on the chair he pulled forward for her. "What brings you, Pussy? What are you riding?"
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