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She said the first thing that came into her head and never had she spoken to Phineas so sharply. "If you did have some use for 'em, Phineas Hopkins, you wouldn't be crawlin' along in a shiftless old rig like this; you'd have one yourself an' be somebody! For my part, I like 'em, an' I'm jest achin' ter ride in 'em, too!" Phineas almost dropped the reins in his amazement.
"A pity Kiddie ain't here along of us, to help. He'd sure tell us if thar's Injuns prowlin' around. My old eyes ain't just what they used ter be for spottin' a crawlin' Redskin from afar. Now, Kiddie had eyes like spy-glasses, hadn't he, Isa? As for his sense of hearin' well, I allow he c'd 'most hear the grass a-growin'."
Where had Asa been Tuesday, he wondered, and what had Asa been doing there? "I've put up with a heap from you, for you're my own flesh and blood. I hain't never laid a hand on you, though I've threatened it often. But now! by Gawd, I'm goin' to take you apart so's nobody kin put you together ag'in ... you mis'able, cheatin', low-down, crawlin' snake."
His heavy boot, backed by the power of a hundred and ninety pounds of brawn, thudded into the Indian's chest. Francisco was hurled over sidewise on his back. Another kick crashed against his head above the ear. He went limp. "Ye lousy snake!" grated Tim. "Crawlin' on yer belly to knife a sleepin' man, hey? Blast yer rotten heart " "What's up?" barked McKay from his hammock. "Night attack, Cap.
If I had a good hook an' line I'd sneak a pick'rel out o' that pond. Say, remember that time I shot that alligator-" "I guess we'd better be crawlin' along," interrupted Smith, rising and shouldering his knapsack, with considerable effort, which he tried to hide. "Say, Smith, lemme give you a lift on that." "I guess I c'n manage," said Smith grimly. "'Course.
"Ow! One is crawlin' on my neck now, and my face is all tangled up in cobwebs! Get me out! Get me out! Quick, Gingah!" The king sprang up to go to her rescue, but was promptly motioned to his seat again by a warning shake of the other crowned head. "Why, of course! There's always spiders in dungeons," called the wicked queen, coolly helping herself to another piece of chicken.
"Just that " The Boy knotted his brown fingers in Nig's hair as if to keep tight hold of one friend in the wreck. "We couldn't divide," the Colonel hurried on. "It was a case of crawlin' on together, and, maybe, come out alive, or part and one die sure." The Boy nodded, tightening his lips. "I knew well enough you'd fight for the off-chance.
The latter did not return the wink. He kept a sober gaze fastened on Racey Dawson. Racey was staring at Mr. Saltoun. His eyes began to narrow. "Meanin'?" he drawled. "Now don't go crawlin' round huntin' offense where none's meant," advised Mr. Saltoun. "But you know how it is yoreself, Racey.
"Save us!" cries father; "whoever 'tis, he's comin' down th' lane!" And in a minute's time the clatter was close on us and someone shouting behind. "Hurry that crawlin' worm o' yourn or draw aside in God's name, an' let me by!" the rider yelled. "What's up?" asked my father, quartering as well as he could. "Why! Hullo! Farmer Hugo, be that you?"
Likely they've got a dead range on the front door, an' them Mexes have had all they want tryin' to get to 'em in that way. So now they're crawlin' in through the window. There'll be some hellabaloo in there presently to my notion, an' I want ter be thar ter see the curtain go up. Wharabouts are we, Matt?" "Back o' the bunk-house. Whar do yer want ter go?
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