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Anyway, I saw 'em havin' a little private session 'way up in the bow soon after we got the hook down. By the set of Old Hickory's jaw I knew he was puttin' something straight up to Rupert. And the Cap, he points first one way, then the other, endin' by diggin' up a chart and gazin' at it vague. "Huh!" grunts Old Hickory.
Let any outfit take a bale of rope an' a week off, an' if their camp ain't weeded down to right principles an' a quiet life at the end tharof, then I've passed my days as vain as any coyote which ever yelps. "Of course thar dawns a time when Wolfville has to come to it, same as others. They takes to diggin' for copper; an' they builds the Bird Cage Op'ry House, an' puts in improvements general.
Which I now notes by the address his name is McIntyre. "An' so it turns out that in no time, from four gents who's dead set to hang this dumb man as a boss-thief, we turns into a sympathetic outfit which is diggin' holes for his escape. It all dovetails in with what my scientist says this mornin' about them moral epidemics, an' things goin' that a-way in waves.
"Not he! Too seedy!" was the reply. Isaacson remembered the letter he had had in London from his patient at Luxor. "What's the matter?" he asked. "Sunstroke, they say. He went out at midday without a hat just the sort of thing Armine would do went out diggin' for antiquities, and got a touch of the sun. I don't think it's serious. But there's no doubt he's damned seedy."
"'They! 'They! Who's 'they?" Again Judge Dolan. "If I knowed who they was," Kansas replied, "I'd dump 'em just too quick. Way I know it's a 'they, is because the job of diggin' is bigger than a one-man job." "We'll go look into this," Dolan exclaimed, wrathfully, and reached for his hat.
I thought it would come to that!" jeered Tom when, after a few strokes, the captain got his sculls hopelessly feathered under water and could not get them up again. "There you are! That comes of diggin'! Always the way with you chaps!" "Suppose, instead of going on like that," said Riddell, getting up the blades of his sculls with a huge effort, "you show me the way to do it properly!"
"Have you seen him?" The quorum thumbed the armholes of their vests and shook an emphatic negative. "Nope," volunteered the storekeeper; "too early for him or his sort to be diggin' out o' winter quarters." "Are you sure? Do you know him?" "Wall, can't say exactly ef I know him; but I'd know ef he'd been hangin' round, sartin. Hain't been nothin' like him loose in these parts. Has there, boys?"
'Tis all chance drawin' of prize or blank in gawld diggin'. The 'new chums, as they call 'em, often finds the best gawld, 'cause they doan't knaw wheer to look for it, an' goes pokin' about wheer a skilled man wouldn't. That's the crooked way things happen in this poor world." "You wouldn't go not while I lived, sure?
An' when them spells was on, what she didn't take out o' me she did out o' the house diggin' an' scrubbin', takin' up carpits, layin' down carpits, shiftin' the furniture, eatin' one day in the kitchin an' another in the settin' room, an' sleepin' most anywhere.
The blastin' and diggin' in the cañon done it, I s'pose, an' Poindexter that's the engineer thinks Forrester'll make it all right; but you don't want to be coaxin' the old woman up there, not if the court knows herself, and you want to keep your mouth purty ginerally shut. D' y' understand?" The old man's face worked in a feeble effort at comprehension. "Give out, dried up?
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