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Repeatedly Speed folded his arms over his stomach, rocked in the throes of anguish, and wailed that he was perishing of cramps; the trainer only snorted with derision. When he refused to don the clothes selected for him, Glass fell upon him like a raging grizzly. "You won't, eh? We'll see!" Then Speed took refuge in anger, but the other cried: "Never mind the hysterics, Bo.
Here, as the others rode up, he sat cross-legged in his saddle, and waited. "We'll hang up awhile," he said. "Reckon you're tired?" "I'm hungry, but not tired yet," replied Bo. Helen dismounted, to find that walking was something she had apparently lost the power to do. Bo laughed at her, but she, too, was awkward when once more upon the ground. Then Roy got down.
Harry and Colin turned towards the man, from whom Bill desired this inquiry to be made, and recognised in him the grazier to whom Terence and Jim had been sold. The Krooman had no opportunity for putting the question; for Bo Muzem, on drawing near to the gate of the town, had allowed his passion to mount into a violent storm.
The police were busy at work seizing those who came by and setting them to work; and as the alarm had drawn a great many together, they at last began to effect something. All the military are obliged to bo out, and the officers appeared eager to use their authority while they could, for every one was ordering and commanding, till all was a scene of perfect confusion and uproar.
"There's only one place," responded the voice of the man who had suggested the plot. "Where?" chorused the others. "On this end of the long bridge across the river." "Right you are, 'Bo. We can make our 'get-away' down the bank and find some of the 'shanty men' to take us across." "And into the arms of the police," sneered the ringleader.
He would seek Chris, he would take her in his arms and defy every fear or scheme or power that might be directed against their love and happiness to part them again. That was his determination, and, having made it, he rode on blindly, pushing the horse to his best pace. After passing the Bo Peep the road ran out into treeless open country, slightly undulating.
I ain't got much left now, though," said the Spider ruefully. "You came pretty near being a world's champion, Spider." "Aw jest near enough t' miss it, I guess. Talkin' o' champeens, the greatest of 'em, th' best fightin' man as ever swung a mitt, I reckon was Joe Madden, as retired years ago. Nobody could ever lick Joe Madden." "Did you know him?" "Not me, bo, I wasn't in his class.
Make 'em think they've run into a mess of tacks!" "Aw, take a wheel off their tin wagon!" a laughter-hoarse voice bettered the plan. "Hold 'em up and take a nickel off 'em if they carry that much on their persons after dark," another suggested. "You're on, bo! This is a hold-up. Hist!" A hold-up they proceeded to make it. They halted the little car with a series of explosions as it passed.
Bo, being younger, more impressionable, with elemental rather than intellectual instincts, would grow stronger more swiftly. Helen wondered if she could yield to her own leaning to the primitive. But how could anyone with a thoughtful and grasping mind yield that way? It was the savage who did not think. Helen saw Dale stand erect once more and gaze into the forest.
"I'm pretty tired and far away, Bo," replied Helen. "What did you say?" "I said I had an e-normous appetite." "Really. That's not remarkable for you. I'm too tired to eat. And afraid to shut my eyes. They'd never come open. When did we sleep last, Bo?" "Second night before we left home," declared Bo. "Four nights! Oh, we've slept some." "I'll bet I make mine up in this woods.
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