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"Why, Funky that is to say, Warren knocked you out, and you've got to give him best and ask for pax, or else fight him," said Delorme, adding hopefully, "but of course you'll fight him." Harberth arose and walked to the nearest seat. "He hit me a 'coward's poke' when I wasn't looking," quoth he. "It's well known he is a coward." "You are a liar, Bully Harberth," observed Delorme.
"Oh, I am a lazy dog," said Brown cheerfully, "and can't do without my comforts. But you don't know how glad I am to see you. I can't stand being alone. I get most awfully blue and funky, naturally nervous and timid, you know." "You do, eh?" said French, pleasantly. "Well, if you ask me, I believe you're lying, or your face is." "Not a bit, not a bit.
Perigal, despite her protests, was heaping up her plate a second time, when he said: "Do you know what I was dreading the whole way up?" "That you'd got into the right train!" "Scarcely that. I was funky you'd do the obvious sentimental thing, and wear the old Polperro dress." "As if I would!" "Anyway, you haven't. Besides, it's much too cold." He ordered champagne.
Stubbins seemed to be shouting something definite; but whatever it was, I could not catch. At my helplessness, I grew angry, and shook and prodded Jaskett, to make him move. "Damn you, Jaskett!" I roared. "Damn you for a funky old fool! Let me get past! Let me get past, will you!" But, instead of letting me pass, I found that he was beginning to make his way down.
"I'll write and tell him to come home if he's not going to do anything," said Roy, with his little mouth pursed up determinedly. "We'll give him a chance, first. He may go out to fight. Captain Smalley didn't say for certain." "I think Captain Smalley is funky himself about fighting, that's what I think!" And with this disdainful assertion Roy dismissed the subject.
A "funky" rider as a rule keeps continually talking to her mount, and the animal gets to know that she is nervous, and soon becomes the master. A horse, like a domestic servant, will not be obedient and respectful unless he thoroughly understands that his first duty is to obey. Neither a horse nor a servant who fails to recognise this fact is worth his keep.
"How do you like this?" inquired Dam rising also and he smote his tormentor with all his strength beneath the point of his chin. He lay still and white with closed eyes. "Golly," shrilled the Haddock, "Funky Warren has murdered Bully Harberth. Hooray! Hooray!" and he capered with joy.
What made him get out of his bed in the middle of the night. 'Tain't fleas, surely." "Bad conscience, perhaps," suggested Mr. Jones jocularly. His faithful secretary suffered from irritation, and did not see the joke. In a fretful tone he declared that there was no such thing as conscience. There was such a thing as funk; but there was nothing to make that fellow funky in any special way.
And that makes you funky. You're afraid to take risks, for fear you should lose your life and have to give up the pleasure of living. I suppose that's what the Bible means when it says that 'whosoever shall lose his life, shall find it. This hunt for security melts the marrow in your backbone!..." "Perhaps," said Roger.
When the funky rider does make up his mind to take a jump, he generally lets everybody near know it by the noise he makes, ostensibly to encourage his horse, but in reality to keep his heart in the right place, and not in his mouth.
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