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"We've got them on the run. We'll sweep the filthy devils clean off the Earth. We'll annihilate them." "Whoa there, my little gamecock." Morgan grinned down at the excited little man. "One Mercutian doesn't make a Roman holiday. They're plenty more where he came from. You'd better clear out before they come, or you'll be included in the party."
"No, no, my son," he answered, "you are always welcome. Did we not campaign together? Did we not shoot these very falls together on our way to Kaskaskia?" He had to raise his voice above the roar of the water. "Faith, well I remember the day. And you saved it, Davy, you, a little gamecock, a little worldly-wise hop-o'-my-thumb, eh?
"You should have massed us all together, and held up firm against the shepherds. But, instead, you scattered us all; and as for you you ran faster than any of us!" "Ho! little gamecock! little boaster!" answered Pozzo hotly. "You know it all, do you not? You'd better try it yourself, Captain Down-at-the-heel." "And I will, then!" cried Napoleon. "Come, boys, try it again!
"So. And this one is a fighter, too. I think. Señor, should you ever wish to sell, por favor, remember one Luis Oliveri! For such a horse as this—sí, a man might give a fortune! Ah, to ride into camp before that puffed-up gamecock of a Merinda on such a horse!" Oliveri closed his eyes as if better to imagine the triumph. "Shiloh’s not for sale, Coronel," Drew replied. Oliveri shrugged.
"What did I tell you, you big ox?" he shrilled. "We'll chase them off the Earth, sweep 'em out into space." "Why, you little gamecock," the giant observed affectionately, "I'm beginning to believe you can do it." "We thought you had gone for good," said Hilary, holding Joan tightly to him as if he feared to lose her again. "What happened to you on the Robbins Building?"
Chicken rummaged intelligently until he found what he had hardly dared hope for a small, brown jug that still contained something near a quart of his desire. Half an hour later, Chicken now a gamecock of hostile aspect emerged from the house with unsteady steps. He had drawn upon the absent ranchman's equipment to replace his own ragged attire.
"Let me deal with this young gamecock, Comyn," cried the captain, with an oath. "He seems to think his importance sufficient." But Comyn would brook no interference. He swore that no man should strike him with impunity, and in this I could not but allow he was right. "You shall hear from me, Mr. Carvel," he said.
There was laughter amongst the giants behind me, and Cowan saying softly, as when we left Kaskaskia, "Go it, Davy, my little gamecock!" And the whisper of it was repeated among the ranks drawn up by the gate. Yes, here was the gate, and now we were in the fort, and an empire was gained, never to be lost again. The Stars and Stripes climbed the staff, and the folds were caught by an eager breeze.
He had been very sick for a couple of days, but, sick as he was, he managed to get into the fight. He was a gamecock if ever there was one, but he was in very bad physical shape on the day of the fight. If there had been any one in high command to supervise and press the attack that afternoon, we would have gone right into Santiago.
Champion of the Universe, after I have ventilated the other," suggested the ranger affably. "Come again, seh." But his opponent had had enough, and more than enough. It was one thing to browbeat a harmless boy, quite another to measure courage with a young gamecock like this. He had all the advantage of the first move. He was an expert and could drive his first throw into the youth's heart.
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