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After that came uglier things still, which we did not mind, and then the great docks with the hammering of rivets and the cranking noise of the lightermen's donkey engines, loading and unloading the big steamers and sailing ships; and then the broad reaches of the river where the great liners, looking so high as we steamed under them, lay at anchor to their rusty cable-chains, with their port-holes gleaming in the sun like rows of eyes, as Martin said, in the bodies of gigantic fish.
"Runs fine," said Grand-daddy. "'Most takes my breath away," gasped Buster. "Say, Limpy-toes, why are we stopping?" "Run down again, I guess," sighed Limpy-toes. "Must we stop every few minutes and wear our paws out cranking it up forty-'leven times?" grumbled Grand-daddy. Again they were off and again they stopped. This time they were in the middle of Mr. Giant's clover field.
"This is a peach of a machine," the alleged farmer explained, following Ned as he walked about the great planes. "See here! No cranking at all! You just get into the seat, which will carry two nicely, and push this button. That releases a spring which whirls the propellers until the spark is made, then off you go." Ned admired the arrangement fully, as he was expected to do.
Below the mouth of the Marias River, twenty minutes later, we grounded on Archer's Bar and shut down. After dragging her off the gravel, we discovered that the engine wished to sleep. No amount of cranking could arouse it. Now and then it would say "squash," feebly rolling its wheel a revolution or two like a sleepy-head brushing off a fly with a languid hand.
I'll get right in," which he did, after cranking up the car for her, for not always could she stop it leaving a charge in one cylinder, so that it would start from the seat. "I'm very glad you got the place," went on Cora as she steered out from among a tangle of other autos and carriages about the station. "So am I. It means a great deal to me." "And Sid was so disappointed.
Even in the twilight we saw his face change, his brown eyes brighten, his teeth show in his boyish smile. The taxicab driver had stalled his engine and was cranking it. "Sh!" I said desperately, and we all cowered back into the shadows. Tufik approached, uncertainty changing to certainty. The engine was started now. Oh, for a second of time! He was at the window now, peering into the darkness.
I had, during the day, transformed my unquestioned slavery into a distinct advantage, having carefully impressed upon the Englishman the honor I would do him by allowing him to become chief engineer of the Atom. I carefully avoided the subject of cranking. I was tired cranking. I felt that I had exhausted the possibilities of enjoyment in that particular form of physical exercise.
I confided my views to Britton who was laboriously cranking the machine and telling me between grunts that the "bloody water 'ad got into it," and we both resorted to painful but profound excoriations without in the least departing from our relative positions as master and man: he swore about one abomination and I another, but the gender was undeviatingly the same.
"Oh, yes, we were pigs, both of us, he in his way and I in mine; and the sun went down and down, and it didn't make me feel any better to think that I was smudged all over with grease, and that my hands and nails were something awful while if ever there was a galley-slave at the oar, it was the Honorable John Vincent Cartwright cranking.
She shot a glance behind and saw Wonota in the canoe coming down the rapids amid the snags and drifting débris a wonderful picture! Jim Hooley, almost overcome by the shock and fright, suddenly beheld his two camera men cranking steadily as unruffled as though all this uproar and excitement was only the usual turmoil of the studio! "Bully, boys!" the director shouted. "Keep at it!"
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