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Andy made a bee-line for the clown's tent. As he neared it he glanced back over his shoulder. Tapp was still putting after him. His companion had stooped to pick up an iron tent stake from the ground. This he let drive with full force. It took Andy squarely between the shoulders, and he dropped like a shot. The breath seemed clear knocked out of Andy's body.
"I hope I didn't damage any of the tools when I let them fall that time," mused the young inventor. "My, the way Sam and Andy stared at them it would make it seem as if I had a lot of weapons in the bag! They certainly took good note of them." The time was to come, and very shortly, when Andy's and Sam's observation of the tools was to prove disastrous for our hero.
The moment she heard it she sprang out into the roadway, and stood waving her handkerchief in response to a swinging cap far up the road. Then came the nearer salutation, the quick climb into the small car, assisted by the grip of Andy's hand, and the eager greeting of two pairs of eyes.
"How are you, Andy?" he enquired pleasantly. "Pretty well, I hope?" Andy shook hands gravely. "Yep, thank ye, professor, I air that," he assented. "Hope ye're the same." "Andy's been more'n good to me," Tess confided. "Please sit down again, Mr. Young.... Set on the floor, Andy!" Obediently the dwarf curled up on the floor and turned eagerly to Young who had resumed his chair.
The prancing horses, rumbling wagons, screaming calliope, frolicking tumblers, tramp bicyclists weaving in and out in grotesque costumes, often on one wheel, the Tallyho stage filled with smiling ladies, old Sultan, the majestic lion, gazing in calm dignity down from his high extension cage all this passed, a fantastic panorama, before Andy's engrossed gaze.
Nelson rode, too, but, not being as strenuous as the girls, they were glad to have any one as capable as Andy Rawlinson to look out for their charges. But one day, much as they liked him, the girls got a little tired of Andy's chaperonage, and at Mollie's suggestion they decided to "give him the slip."
Andy's courage in the first part of the affair saved his life; his promptness in afterwards seeking to secure the offenders led to the important discovery he had just made; and as the convict's depositions could be satisfactorily backed by proofs which he showed the means of obtaining, Andy was congratulated heartily by the Squire and Father Blake, and rode home in almost delirious delight at the prospect of making Oonah his wife.
"If that was the case, wouldn't he be apt to hike out after him and try and get back his stuff? And wouldn't " "How much money did this friend uh yours have?" queried Jack Bates innocently. "Well, when I seen him in Benton, he had somewhere between six and seven hundred dollars. He got it all changed into fifty-dollar bills " "Oh, golly!" Jack Bates rolled over in disgust. "Andy's losing his grip.
He dug the toe of one shoe into the ground, and kept twisting and turning it nervously. Mr. Wall's voice softened. "You go off the handle too quickly, Tim. You've ruined Andy's fire. What do you think you should do the square thing?" "I'll finish my cooking over Don's fire," Andy said quickly. Mr. Wall never made the mistake of continuing a lecture to the point where it lost its force.
He'd had trouble from the start; he was always fighting, and while that's a soldier's trade, he's no supposed to practice it with his fellows, ye ken, but to save his anger for the enemy. But, for once in a way, Andy's quarrelsome ways did him good.
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