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And he had so worked on Dunk's feelings, picturing how terribly Andy must feel, that finally Dunk had consented to go to the park. "Well, I'm glad I did, old man!" said Dunk, clapping Andy on the back. "And so am I. I'm only wondering whether Ikey faked that 'sob story' or not." "What of it? It certainly did the business, all right." "It sure did."
General Irvine was directed to cross at the Trenton Ferry, and to secure the bridge below the town, in order to prevent the escape of the enemy by that road. General Cadwallader was to pass over at Dunk's Ferry, and carry the post at Mount Holly.
We don't want any of your goody-goody methods here, Blair!" Andy ignored the affront. "Are you coming, Dunk?" he repeated softly. Dunk raised his head and flashed a look at his roommate. Something in Dunk's better nature must have awakened. And yet he was all good nature, so it is difficult to speak of the "better" side. The trouble was that he was too good-natured.
That is, it seemed to, but there was an undernote of irritation in Dunk's voice and he regarded Andy with rather a strange look as they sat in the room preparatory to going to bed. "What did you and she find to talk about so much?" asked Dunk, suspiciously. "I brought Kittie Martin around for you." "So I imagined." "Yet nearly all the time you kept talking to Alice Jordan.
"Dunk's a great hand to go around shooting off his mouth about things he's no business to buy into, and old Splinter let him down on his face once or twice. Chip can sure give a man a hard fall when he wants to, and not use many words, either. What little he does say generally counts." The Little Doctor's memory squirmed assentingly. "It's the tone he uses," she said, reflectively.
Truth to tell, he feared lest Link might have yielded to temptation. Since the episode of Dunk's watch Andy had been doing some hard thinking. "Well, the fellow did look like a college chap," admitted Frank, "but of course it couldn't be. No Yale man would be guilty of a thing like that." "Of course not!" agreed Dunk. "But say, if we're going to make a capture we'd better get busy.
Then the game was on. "Wow! That was a hot one!" "And he fanned the air!" "Feed 'em another one like that, Dunk, and you'll have 'em eating out of your hand and begging for more!" Joyous shouts and cheers greeted Dunk's first ball, for the Princeton batter had missed it cleanly, though he swung at it with all his force. "Good work!" Andy signaled to his chum, as he sent the ball back.
"Oh, you Dunk!" "Go on away!" called Dunk, shouting out of the window. "Oh, for the love of mush!" "Look at him!" "Girls, all right!" "Come on up and rough-house 'em!" These cries greeted the appearance out of the window of the upper part of Dunk's body, attired in a gaudy waistcoat. "Is that door locked, Andy?" gasped Dunk, hurriedly pulling in his head. "Yes." "Slip the bolt then.
The rest broke out down the coulee and made for the breaks, where I couldn't follow. They " "Say? Old Dunk's comin'," announced Johnny, hurrying in. "Why don't yuh let 'im see the pitcher an' think all the time the Little Doctor done it? Gee, it'd be great t' hear 'im go on an' praise it up, like he always does, an' not know the diffrunce." "Johnny, you're a genius," cried she, effusively.
Now, Miguel rode abruptly close to Dunk as rides one with a purpose. He leaned and peered intently into Dunk's distorted countenance until every man there, struck by his manner, was watching him curiously. Then he sat back in the saddle, straightened his legs in the stirrups and laughed.
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