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"Idees sure seems to be skurce in this outfit or that there lily-uh-the-valley couldn't set and comb no chaps in broad daylight, by cripes; not and get off with it." "He's an ornament to the Flying U," Pink stated dreamily. "Us boneheads don't appreciate him, is all that ails us. What we ought to do is help him be as pretty as he wants to be, and " "Looky here, Little One."
He was impatient as the jest elaborately rolled on to its denouement. "Of course he may have been meeting a girl," they said, and "No, I think he was waiting for his old roommate, Sir Jerusalem Doak." He exploded, "Oh, spring it, spring it, you boneheads! What's the great joke?" "Hurray! George is peeved!" snickered Sidney Finkelstein, while a grin went round the table.
His lips were trembling, and he dashed the back of his hand across his face, as if he feared the formation of tears in his eyes. "You two boneheads can put that in your pipes and smoke it! I mean business!" He slammed the door, and was gone, taking the steps to the street in two bounds. "By cracky!" said Greenleaf. "What do you make of that?"
For no apparent reason all glanced at one of the naked men, on whose skin faintly showed reddish streaks. "You would," he said. "Huh! Gee! Rand's talkin' again! First time since we licked them Red Boneheads. Two whole words. Go easy, feller, easy!" "I will be easy. But it's time I talked. I am not dumb. I am not crazy."
It didn't strike those boneheads that no sane holdup would come walking along the track a few hours after a robbery." Clyde was disappointed at the baldness of his narration. Almost any man would have made some effort at description. Dunne had made none whatever. He had confined himself to the barest of bare facts. "You make a poor raconteur, Mr. Dunne."
"Hi! Hi!" yelled Jim Morris, the taxicab driver. "What you doin'? You crazy! What do you want me to do?" "Get that fellow into a doctor's hands quick as you can," said Hen. "Then what?" demanded Jim. "You say tell Mr. Leffingwell. What am I to tell him? Of all the boneheads! What steer do I give him? Hey?" "Bully for you!" said Porky, swinging out the door. "Tell Mr.
As Lund entered, covering them with the gun, while he swung down the heavy slip on the table with a clatter, their looks changed from eager expectation to consternation. "Caught with the goods!" said Lund. "Two tries at mutiny in one day, my lads. You want to git it into your boneheads that I'm runnin' this ship from now on.
While I was packing up, the boss came to me and asked if there was anything wrong in the way I was treated. He said he would be pleased to correct it and suit me if I was sore at anything. This beats me, sure. How is it possible for so many boneheads to be in this world! I could not tell whether they wanted me to stay or get out. They're crazy.
I'd like to make sure they don't slip any stock across before daylight." "Say, it's lucky we've got a bunch of boneheads like them to handle," Pink observed thankfully. "Would a bunch of natives have stood around like that with their hands in their pockets and let us get away with the moving job? Not so you could notice!"
"I've seen life-size boneheads frequently," announced James solemnly, not smiling until Roger and Tom pelted him with bits of sod. The arrow head was passed from hand to hand and every one studied it carefully. Then they stretched across the field and began their search.
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