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"Come here!" he commanded, crooking a fingernail. It was funny how Ping Pong, Sing Song, and Ah See, who were quite honest, spoke broken or Pigeon English, while Choo Choo Choo talked correctly and very politely. Robbers, and burglars too, frequently do that. So you can't always tell a man by his fine language. Marmaduke obeyed.
"I reckon it's in our camp. Ping should have chow ready by the time we get there." "You intend to go on this evening, do you not?" asked Grace. "Yes. You said you were in a hurry to get to the desert." "I shouldn't put it that way, Mr. Lang, but I am rather eager to get into the real phase of our journey, and eager to know what the desert is like. I have a feeling that I shall love it."
But the moment we were on the march in column, ping, ping, ping from every bit of cover, front, flank, and rear, and each bullet with a billet at that, no matter what the distance. Not till we reached Middle Brook did their stinging fire cease."
With a tremendous burst of speed she cleared the stream, and, as she touched the bank, heard the "ping" of a rifle bullet in the air above her. The cruel sound gave wings to the poor thing. In a moment more she was in the opening: she leaped into the traveled road. Which way? Below her in the wood was a load of hay: a man and a boy, with pitchforks in their hands, were running towards her.
Shake your transmitter, do! Honkle, honkle, honk. Yang! BRIGADE HEADQUARTERS. Buzz it, my lad, buzz it! Ping, ping! Ping, ping! Ping, ping, ping! Ping GENERAL CHORUS. Stop that , , , buzzing! FIRST CHATTY SIGNALLER. Weel, Andra says tae the Sergeant-Major of Beer Company, says he THE ADJUTANT. Is that B Company? FIRST CHATTY SIGNALLER. No, sir; this is Beer Company. I said Beer Company!
"Is Ping on fire?" answered Emma so innocently that the Overlanders shouted with laughter, and Hi indulged in the hearty, soundless laugh that they had already discovered was characteristic of him. A few moments later a cooling breeze from the range was wafted down to them, heavy with, odors of mountain and foliage and suggestive of cooling mountain water as well.
Lang tells me that we MUST move on immediately, that we MUST find water, and that, too, without delay. What shape are we in with regard to equipment?" "We have our tents," answered Elfreda. "Some cooking utensils, and our food, which Ping had the foresight to take to bed with him," said Anne Nesbit whimsically. "Were the rifles saved?"
His muscles, that had been weakened by the cowardly blow, grew strong. He felt his fist land heavily on some one's face. He heard a smothered gasp of pain. Then came the sound of footsteps running Tom heard the "ping" of a policeman's night-stick on the sidewalk. "Here come the cops!" he heard one voice exclaim. "Did you get it?" asked another. "No, I can't find it. Cut for it now!"
Then, like an arrow, she darted into the underbrush. An instant later, the sharp crack of a revolver rang out. Searchlight kept right on, never stopping a second, except, perhaps, in surprise. "Crack!" almost in her face came a second spit of fire in the darkness, and a bullet crashed through the leaves and buried itself in a tree with a ping.
"Out looking for game," he answered briefly, laying aside his rifle. "Did you find it?" asked Grace smilingly. "No. Ping, bring me some chow. How you feeling this morning, Mrs. Gray?" he asked after he had begun eating his breakfast. "Fit and fine, sir. You found a trail, I take it," she added in a lower voice. "Yes." Hi gave her a quick look of appreciation for her keenness.
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