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"You blow yoreself up any more'n I'll bust you wide open!" heaving up with all his might on the free end of the strap, one knee pushing against the animal's side. The "fat" disappeared and Hopalong laughed. "Been learnin' new tricks, ain't you? Got smart since you been travellin', hey?"
How long ago it seemed! The costume and hat looked as new and smart as ever, she had a indeed scarcely worn them since she went on the case. She could hardly realise it was less than two months since she had answered that advertisement. She sighed as, mechanically, she tucked a fresh handkerchief into her breast pocket, and started for Miss Clifford's room to say good-bye to the old lady.
This thought brought a frown to Tharon's brows, and it was there to greet the stranger when he rode up to the step and halted, his smart tan hat in his hand. The morning sun burned warmly down on his dark hair, which was brushed straight back from his forehead in a way unknown in those parts. His dark eyes, slow and deep but somehow merry, took in the pretty picture in the door.
"Fourteen miles," replied the surgeon, with a twinkle of the eye which seemed to mean something. "Fourteen miles!" exclaimed Paul, glancing at his watch. "Why, we ought to be nearly there by this time, then." "The German trains rarely go more than four miles an hour." "Why, that's no faster than a smart boy can walk." "Rather, I think." "You are joking, doctor."
I've got to go to the captain's cabin, but I'll be back before you're ready. Smart, now, for we don't know what minute Ditty may take a notion to come aboard." Drew hurried aft and into his own room where he quickly got into some clothing and bandaged his crushed foot. Then he pushed into the captain's stateroom.
You are a smart one, Bobby. There are not many fellows that would have done that." "Easy enough," replied Bobby, who was not a little surprised at this warm commendation from one whom he regarded as his enemy. "Yon had to buy the books first didn't you?" asked Tom, who began to manifest a deep interest in the trade. "Of course; no one will give you the books." "What do you pay for them?"
I'm dying to see a real show a smart one that hasn't run two hundred nights on Broadway one with pretty girls, and pink tights, and a lot of moonrises, and sunsets and things, and a prima donna in a dress so stunning that all the women in the audience are busy copying it so they can describe it to their home-dressmaker next day."
But I can't help feeling that there's SOME solution for a wretched problem like that over there," a wave of the hand indicated Old Paloma, "and perhaps, dabbling aimlessly about in all sorts of places, one of us may hit upon it." "But I thought the modern theory was against dabbling," said Mrs. Brown, a little timidly, for she held a theory that she was not "smart."
The Colonel ordered Si to bring his prisoner back into a gully some distance behind the line, where he could be interrogated without the sound reaching the men in the works. "Where do you belong?" asked the Colonel. "To Kunnel Wheatstone's Jawjy rijimint." "How many men have you got over there in the works." "Well, a right smart passul." "What do you mean by a right smart parcel?"
It appears that you have had a good smart contest with the government respecting our plan of operations. They will end in forcing me to quit them, and then they will see how they will get on. They will then find that I alone keep things in their present state. Indeed the temper of some of the officers of the British army gives me more concern than the folly of the Portuguese government.
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