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"For my own sake letting alone yours and the ladies' you may depend on't I won't let out the secret to the wrong people. Well; let me just reckon up how many of us there'll be in all. Firstly there's eight of you, counting in Mr Bowles and Kit, and leaving out the ladies. Then there's the three other lads and the four men as was brought in with you, that's seven seven and eight's "
He would not join in with the Elks, he told himself, but he would pal with any single Elk, or even with two or three. That would be all right as long as he did not foist himself upon a whole patrol. "Eight's a company, nine's a crowd, gee whiz, I have to admit that," he said to himself. "It's all right for me to go with one feller even if he's a scout but a patrol's different."
"Let's see," said the boy thoughtfully, "a squid is something like an octopus, isn't it?" "Well, no, sair, not exac'ly," the boatman answered. "Bot' of zem have arms wavin' around, but zey look quite diff'rent, I t'ink. An' a squid has ten arms, but an octopus has jus' eight." "Eight's enough, it seems to me," said Colin. "And are there many of them here?
Each man had fought twice already, and they were both too tired to do much execution upon each other; but at last Paul's late antagonist won, and the simple game was over. The man in the rabbit-skin waistcoat thanked Paul for having preserved the symmetry of the day. 'Eight's a shapely little handful, this authority said. 'It's the pick of the basket for a number, eight is.
The eyes turned such a peculiar look upon her that she hastened to add: "Go on with your dissolving views. It is number eight's turn next. You are the showman, and I am interested spectator." "You insist upon describing my pictures, so I think you are properly first assistant to the grand panorama. Here's eight-year-old. Try your powers on her." "Let me see.
None remembered that Dowlands was the name of Henry the Eight's favourite lute player, and there was nothing in the snug masonry to suggest an æstheticism of any kind. The dulcimers, lutes and virginals surprised the visitor coming in from the street, and he stayed his steps as he might on the threshold of a fairy land. The villas, of which Dowlands was one, were a builder's experiment.
Number Eight's crew had been at this pleasant occupation for about an hour, with the cheerful prospect of another hour of the same diversion. "Hay" was running the steam winch, "Stump" was pulling the baskets over the hatch coaming as they were hauled up by the winch, and the other five were carrying. "Say, this is deadly slow, tiresome work," said "Flagg," who was carrying with me.
We found to our sorrow that we of Number Eight's crew were not to enjoy sunshine undisturbed, but were soon put to work carrying coal in baskets from the after hold forward, and dumping it in the bunker chutes. This work had been going on almost every day, and all day, since we left Tompkinsville.
She swung her hair free and turned her chair a little. "You must tell me what he said about him, in the morning. Heigh-ho, I'm so sleepy." Martin got up and went to see if the windows were all open. "They'll call us at eight," he said, "unless you'd like it to be later." Joan went to the door and opened it and held out her hand. "Eight's good," she said. "Good night, Marty."
The train slowed at a little station with a dismal red section house in the immediate background and a red-fronted saloon close beside. "Here we are," cried Graves, "and I ain't sorry; only I wisht you was going to stop right now. But I'll look for yuh in three or four days at the outside. So-long, Bud. Remember, the Lazy Eight's your hang-out."
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