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Gable was still hopping about ecstatically murmuring 'Crickey! Oh, crickey! as he had been doing all through the encounter. 'How'd I know? said Dick in self-defence. 'You fellers oughter had better sense'n to let her get hold o' you. 'You started it! groaned Ted. 'Pretty lot o' bushrangers you are, anyway, Dick sneered, 'howlin' 'cause a woman gave you a bit of a doin'.
"Got to clean these fish if we're expectin' to have 'em for dinner, or lunch, as you fellers call it. I'll bet your grandfather never called it lunch. And as for him callin' supper DINNER, why, by crickey, he NEVER got drunk enough for that."
Black masks were donned, Fork Lightning was stationed on a stump near by to give warning of the approach of a victim, and the others took up suitable positions, while Dick fitted Gable with a mask so that his appearance might not discredit the gang. 'There, said Dick. 'you're a bushranger now, re member. 'Crickey! cried the old man, delighted. 'An'; you'll be hanged if you're caught.
"Hello!" ejaculated Chet, suddenly grabbing up the glasses. "They have a passenger." "Who have?" queried Billy Long. "Lance and Reddy. Crickey! who have we here?" and then Chet began to laugh uproariously. He tossed the glasses to Short and Long. The latter looked at the motorboat for a moment, and then began to laugh, too. Some of the girls became interested, and they ran for their glasses.
"On the way coming I told you, Husky, we had the best man in Montana at our head. We got that beat now to a fare-you-well. We got the two best in this party, by crickey." "He's got the guts, all right, but there ain't nothing on two legs can keep it up much longer," replied the other. "If you want to know, I'm about all in myself." "Here, too," grunted the other. "And so's the bronc."
"It is ordinarily VERY handsome," said he, with such a leer at a couple of passers-by, that one of them cried, "Oh, crickey, here's a precious guy!" and a child, in its nurse's arms, screamed itself into convulsions. "Oh, oui, che suis tres-choli garcon, bien peau, cerdainement," continued Mr. Pinto; "but you were right. That that person was not very well pleased when he saw me.
"Peleg, have you gone back on us?" demanded George Granbury. "He ought to have a ducking for that," put in another. "Let's dump him into the lake!" "Come on, a cold bath will do him good!" "No! no! Oh, crickey!" groaned the driver of the carryall. "This is a mess! I I didn't mean nuthin', gents, indeed, I didn't "
When a too independent help, finding her mistress didn't suit, gave herself an hour's warning, and went up North, Coey or Crickey would resignedly cook the family meals till an opportunity arrived to get another, and as, in addition to those occasional calls upon them, they were their own dressmakers, they had less time to get discontented with the monotony of the lake than might otherwise have been the case.
"Crickey!" breathed Torry, "even the Colodia couldn't travel like this shark." "Oh! you admit it, do you?" grinned Frenchy. "Well, we are going some!" But there was an element working against the S. P. 888 an element which could not be controlled. No matter how speedy the oil boat might have been, the chaser could have overtaken her had she kept a straight course. That was understood.
M'Guinness's. Boody stamped her foot and threw her satchel on the table. Bad cess to her big face! she cried. Katey went to the range and peered with squinting eyes. What's in the pot? she asked. Shirts, Maggy said. Boody cried angrily: Crickey, is there nothing for us to eat? Katey, lifting the kettlelid in a pad of her stained skirt, asked: And what's in this? A heavy fume gushed in answer.
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