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The approach to this was sheltered, fortunately for the concealment of the boy rescuers, by a growth of timber extending down the mountain slope to the road. Ernie called a halt about two hundred yards from the point in the road which appeared the most favorable place for an ambush. "Let's leave the road and make our way through the trees," he suggested.
The hunchback had leaped forward and was clasping a leg of the tall, angry rescuer, whining petulantly: "Why didn't you come sooner, Dick! You never look out for me. One of them struck me. See!" "Struck you, did he? I'd I'd have killed him if I'd knowed that, Ernie. But, say, who's your friend? Looked as if he was doing business all right when I came up. Hello! They got to you, did they?
If she hadn't spotted you direct you might have let on you didn't see her, and strolled back after you'd given me the slip. As it is, Ernie, I've got the goods on you for once and you might as well " "But I I don't know her at all," insists Ernie. Just then, though, she reaches out a pair of bare arms and remarks real folksy: "At last you've come, haven't you?"
She shifted her weight ponderously as she wiped first one earth-crusted shoe and then the other. "What's the matter, Ernie? You ain't sick, are you?" "Naw." "What you home so early for?" "Because I feel like it, that's why." He took the back steps at a bound and slammed the kitchen door behind him. Ma Werner followed heavily after. Buzz was hanging his hat up behind the kitchen door.
Who's going to support 'im, says he, while Dick's doing time? Wot do you think of that for brotherly love?" "It's unbelievable!" "He curses Dick in one breath and sweeties 'im in the next," went on Joey. "Wheedles 'im, don't you see. Once Dick was in the jug for two months. Ernie wanted to kill 'im afore he got out, he was that enraged at 'im for being so inconsiderate as to get caught.
His mind was quite fully occupied in peering over the top of the sheet in the direction of the sheds. Finally he became convinced, by certain psychic processes of the mind, that some one was staring at him. He looked about in all directions. At last his eyes rested on a squat, misshapen figure far over by the ferry entrance. He had no difficulty in recognizing Ernie Cronk.
You act innocent enough in public, but I'll bet you're a bear when it comes to workin' up to a quick clinch behind the palms." Ernie almost gasps with horror at the thought. "Oh, I wouldn't put it past you," says I. "I expect, though, you'd like to have me class you among the great unkissed?" "As a matter of fact," says Ernie solemn, "I have never Well, not since I was a mere boy, at least.
"Grandfather's simply tearing into his clothes; Ernie Hockin and Joe Dunstan have both got lanthorns, and I'll carry ours, so if one blows out we shall be all right. Oh, mother, the wind's simply shrieking through the trees. Can you hear it?" "Yes, dearest, I certainly can. I think you'd better shut your windows. It's blowing everything about in your room most uncomfortably."
The child Ernie alone saw and wondered at these manifestations of which I first saw the extravagance through his solemn imitations thereof, which yet made me catch him rapturously in my arms and kiss him a thousand times, until he put me aside, at last, with decorous dignity, as one transcending privilege.
Grand had altered but little in appearance during the five years that had passed. He seemed to have grown no older, nor was he less repulsive to look upon. As of old, he was carefully, even immaculately dressed. Ernie Cronk moved away. They might have heard him chuckling softly to himself. "Let me see, it's five years, isn't it?" went on the Colonel suavely.
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