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I got a long outfit and a short boat. I'll put 'em in against yours. I bet we'd get along all right. I'm onnery, but I got good points." Mr. Linton smiled dreamily. "It's a go. I need a good partner." "I'll buy a new fryin'-pan out of my money. Mine got split, somehow." Tom chuckled. "You darned old fool!" said he. Jerry heaved a long sigh and snuggled closer; soon he began to snore.
"Fact," replied MacDavid calmly, knocking the ashes out of his pipe, "It was this way: It was near th' edge of th' bush where th' bear first jumped me, an' just as we hit th' open ground one o' them warm Chinook winds sprung up behind us, travellin' east. . . . "Man!" He paused impressively. "The way that wind started in to melt th' snow was a corker just like lard in a fryin'-pan.
Must be another bunch ahead som'ers, 'cause I know it's smooth goin' fer five miles yit. After that they's a drop down into a rocky kinda pocket that's hard t' git out of except the way yuh go in, account of there bein' one uh them dang rim-rocks runnin' clean 'round it. Some calls it the Devil's Fryin'-pan. No water ner grass ner nothin' else 'ceptin' snakes.
"What!" exclaimed Hogan, or rather roared again, as he fastened his blazing eyes on Kate "what, you yalla mullotty, do you dar to refuse?" "Ay, do dar to refuse! an' I'd see you fizzin' on the devil's fryin'-pan, where you'll fiz yet, afore I'd dhrink it. Come, come," she replied, her eye blazing now as fiercely as his own, "keep quiet, I bid you keep calm; you ought to know me now, I think."
"You were not on the steamer, and I am certain you didn't walk." Samson drew the grouse from the fire, and examined it critically. Finding it not done to his satisfaction, he thrust it back again. "Jist hand me that fryin'-pan, will ye?" and he motioned to his left. "I want it handy when the bird's cooked.
I ha' seen the like o' such in Montreal delicate critters, that you wouldn't hardly think knowed the use of a fryin'-pan when they see'd it, an' couldn't lift one if they was to git a handful o' dollars. I guess these ain't much betterer nohow.
"There's a present for you, old 'ooman," said Flint, placing the paper of sausages on the table on entering his humble abode, and proceeding to divest himself of his waterproof cape; "just let me catch hold of a fryin'-pan and I'll give you to understand what a blow-out means."
"But you're about what I'd expect folks like that friend of th' Professor's, th' Cacique, t' worship. It takes a low sort of a heathen, even in his blindness, t' bow down to a stone like you with your twisted head, an' your stubby legs, an' your little fryin'-pan over your stomach. Why, where I come from they wouldn't have you even for a stone settee in a park.
Wan o' the poor baists wi' the packs has gone clane over the cliffs an' bin smashed to smithereens more be token it's the wan that carried the kittle an' the salt beef, but the wan wi' the biscuit an' the fryin'-pan is safe, an' that's a comfort, anyhow."
They'd been out on guard or scoutin', and come in after we'd gone to sleep. They were still snorin' away when I yanked the tent off, an' picked up their fryin'-pan an' canteen o' molasses to remember 'em by." "I thought you hated a thief," Si started to say; but real comrades soon learn, like husband and wife, that it is not necessary to say everything that rises to their lips.
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