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They wasn't nobody but Dan could keep him down lately, and Dan's gone some'ers to-night." She had scarcely finished when the lad, on a well-weighted wheel, sprinted into view. Dalton called him. "This way, Dan," and he flung himself off. "What is it? Murfree off again?" "Yes," walking beside the boy as he led his wheel on a detour around the group. "Off forever, poor fellow!
Yet, ere it landed in the catcher's hand, Dick, by the fraction of a second, had sprinted desperately across the home plate. "Runner safe home!" "Whoo-oopee! Wow! wow! wow!" rang the chorus of thousands. "Four to two!" "What about Gridley, now?" "What about Dick Prescott?" Then words were lost in volleys of cheers. The Gardiner fans who had risen to cheer slipped dejectedly down from the stand.
Just as Young Pete drew a bead on her, the big red rooster came running to assure her that all was well that he would protect her; that her trepidation was unfounded. He blustered and strutted, declaring himself Lord High Protector of the hen-yard and just about the handsomest thing in feathers Bloom! Young Pete blinked, and rubbed his shoulder. The slate-colored hen sprinted for parts unknown.
Fred Ripley aimed an unexpected blow that sent the lad to earth and the book flying several feet beyond. "That was just like you -it was so cowardly and low down!" cried Dick hotly, as he leaped to his feet. He was now near the package containing the book. Doubtless he could have snatched up the book and sprinted to safety. But that was not his way of meeting so great an affront.
There had been a time in his hot youth when he had sprinted like an untamed mustang in pursuit of volatile Pathans in Indian hill wars, but Time, increasing his girth, had taken from him the taste for such exercise. When he moved now it was at a stately walk. The fact that he ran tonight showed how the excitement of the chase had entered into his blood.
I'm going to have a look." And Tom jumped from the library window and ran down the path after the unknown thief. Anxious Days Peering on all sides as he dashed along the gravel walk, hoping to catch a glimpse of the unknown intruder in the garden or shrubbery, Tom sprinted on at top speed. Now and then he paused to listen, but no sound came to him to tell of some one in retreat before him.
Kicking himself free of the covers, he slid his feet to the floor and sprinted for the bathroom.
We ran down the road beyond the village and saw him in the distance dancing on an old Turk's bare feet with hobnailed boots, alternating this amusement with cuffs on the face. We sprinted along, and seeing a convenient little river wriggling along by the roadside, Jan caught him by the neck and the seat of his trousers, swung him round, and pitched him in.
Try th' back door!" suggested the miner, who had hastened to Tom's side. "Maybe he's run out that way!" Tom listened. There was no movement in the shop. Then the young inventor sprinted around the side. He was just in time to see the bully running away over the lots and fields in the rear of his father's premises.
The lookout, after trying to hold up the rush at the point of the pistol, had turned without firing, and had tried to get away. But four of the juniors had sprinted after him and caught him. Thus the forces stood. Inside the bank building were at least two of the robbers, armed and presumably desperate.
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