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Updated: May 28, 2025
"Ain't I? What does a man care about a little hobble, or one eye, or a little chunk of fat, when he can step into a layout like that?" "Why didn't you lead her up to the hitching-rack while you were there? Somebody else is likely to pick your plum while your back's turned." "No, I don't reckon.
We had covered its length and were now at its farthest western end, at the mouth of Lockhart's River. How I did wish that explorers would post up the names of the streets; it is almost as bad as in New York City. What a lot of time we might have saved had we known that Sandy Bay was in Back's three-fingered peninsula! Resolving to set a good example I left a monument at the mouth of the river.
I'm surprised at you, Tom Tripe, taking advantage of me when my back's turned!" The minute they were up he put a padlock on the trap, and nailed it down to the beams as well. Then, summoning Tom's aid, he levered and shoved into place on top of it the heavy iron safe in which he kept his specimens and money. "That'll do for you, Chamu!" he said finally.
This explanatory note she gave in a low confidential tone, and the spectators of that credulous generation did not hear it without an involuntary shudder. "The gudeman and her disna aye gree weel, and then I maun pay the piper; but my back's broad eneugh to bear't a' an' if she hae nae havings, that's nae reason why wiser folk shouldna hae some."
Ask me now, and I'll do anything on earth for you. My back's broad. Sir Billy can't think worse of me than he does. Do you want to break positively with that pretty rival to Peggy L.? I've got a scheme to relieve you, my poor old Ned, and make everybody happy. I'll lay the foundations of a fresh and brilliant reputation for myself." Algernon took a chair. Edward was fathoms deep in his book.
Going back's easy enough, thought Bart, as he prepared to bound to the next rock, a long mass, like the back of some monstrous alligator just rising above the flood.
'Subject for a historical picture, said Psmith. 'Wounded leaving the field after the Battle of Clapham Common. How are your injuries, Comrade Jackson? 'My back's hurting like blazes, said Mike. 'And my ear's all sore where that chap got me. Anything the matter with you? 'Physically, said Psmith, 'no. Spiritually much. Do you realize, Comrade Jackson, the thing that has happened?
We found the travelling on Back's River much more tedious than we had anticipated, owing to the bare ice in the vicinity of the open-water rapids and the intense cold which kept the air filled with minute particles of ice from the freezing of the steam of the open water.
"Now see: finger nail and thumb nail; turn 'em into scissors; draw one against the other, and the stalk's through. That's the way to do it, and the rest of the bunch not hurt. Now then, your back's younger than mine. Go ahead."
"What was it?" asked one of the figures quickly. The old man chuckled. "Stole a racer that's about all they knew you got off easy!" He was peering toward them. The larger of the two figures straightened itself. "I am sick of it I tell you! my back's broke!" He moved himself in the dusk, stretching out his great arms and looking about him vaguely. The old man eyed him shrewdly.
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