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Updated: May 7, 2025
But remember this, T. A.: When you get to know really to know the Sadie Harrises and the Sammy Blochs and the Ella Sweeneys of this world, you've learned just about all there is to know about human beings. Quick the gangplank! Goodby, T. A." The dock reached, he gazed up at her as she leaned far over the railing. He made a megaphone of his hands.
"No, I wasn't being shadowed, Buck, but my principal enemy was coming down the gangplank right behind me, and " "So was my principal enemy," Ogilvy interrupted. "What does our enemy look like?" "Like ready money. And if he had seen me shaking hands with you, he'd have suspected a connection between us later on. Buck, you have a good job about five hundred a month." "Thanks, old man.
Say, Lem, while ye was away, ye didn't get ear of no good place to make a haul soon, did ye?" "Yep; I tied up to Tarrytown goin' down. There be heaps of rich folks there. Middy Burnes what runs the tug says as how there be a feller there richer than the devil.... Hell! I've forgot his name!" Lem halted on the gangplank and thought for a moment.
Some of these boys would settle down in France and make it their long, final home, under little wooden crosses. But they did not seem to think of that. At the foot of the gangplank stood the dispatch-rider and the man with the cigar. Several other men, evidently of their party, stood near by. Mr. Conne's head was cocked sideways and he scanned the gangway with a leisurely, self-assured look.
Four hampers were carried down the gangplank and set on the grass, about fifty feet ahead of Nissr's huge beak, that towered in air over the men like an eagle over sparrows. These hampers contained the chosen apparatus. Wires were attached, and run back to the ship, and proper connections made at once by Leclair and Menendez, under the Master's instructions.
As he reached the gangplank he looked up straight into my eyes, stared for a moment, then waved his hand. And now I knew him. It was Dr. David Throckmartin "Throck" he was to me always, one of my oldest friends and, as well, a mind of the first water whose power and achievements were for me a constant inspiration as they were, I know, for scores other.
"Now get aboard as fast as you can," commanded Jack, pointing the way over the gangplank, after he had relieved his captive of a brace of revolvers. Jack followed hard on the steps of the German and once on the deck of the U-boat, ordered the fellow below. "Close that hatch as you go down and keep it closed," ordered Jack.
Just then Captain Spark, having received his clearance papers by messenger, gave orders to cast off. The Eagle was about to sail. "All ashore that's going ashore!" called the first mate. The 'longshoreman started down the gangplank which was about to be hauled in. "Wait, I must pay you!" called the nervous passenger, turning back toward the man who had brought his trunk aboard.
"Lively with that gangplank now!" ordered the commander. "Oh, if I have made a mistake and gotten on the wrong ship it will be terrible," murmured the man. "Why don't you throw off that stern line?" again shouted the captain. "What shall I do?" exclaimed the nervous man. "If you're goin' t' pay me, your honor, you'll have t' hustle," advised the 'longshoreman. "I will, my man.
So he took the knife from Thorgils' belt, and, leaving the crowd, walked boldly to the end of the gangplank. Here he rubbed the soles of his bare feet in the dust and then stepped to the middle of the narrow board. "Now what thinks this child that he can do?" cried one of the vikings. The boy turned sharply and looked at the man who had spoken.
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