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"They'll just about stand him up and shoot him as a spy." Stubbs became more serious at once; for before he had not realized that Chester was in any immediate danger. "As serious as all that?" he questioned. "Tell me about it. What have you fellows been up to?" Rapidly Hal laid the facts before him. "H-m-m," muttered Stubbs, when the lad concluded. "Chester certainly has got himself into a mess.
"A sort of poet?" suggested the passenger. Kieran shot a side glance at the passenger. "H-m-m a good thing he didn't know it if he was. He was irresponsible enough without having that excuse. If he thought then that it was poetry in him which kept him hopping about the world, he'd have been no good at all. He did enough dreaming as it was.
And" he waved toward the barge astern "there she is tied to us. If this ship piles up on the reefs, she piles up behind us." "Couldn't they cut her adrift?" "H-m-m a drifting barge and the Florida Keys tide-water, where would she fetch up?" And, after a pause, "no fault of hers either, and that seems hard, too. But there's that wrecker listen." A hailing voice came floating aft to them.
If you'd have been wiser you would have waited until you could have laid hands on the coat, and then locked up your fur clerk." "H-m-m, maybe ye're right," answered McNabb. "And," continued Wentworth, emboldened by the placidity of the other's tone, "if you had been wiser, you wouldn't have lost your pulp-wood holdings.
"Do you know who they are?" asked Lord Hastings, smiling a bit to himself. "No, sir; but I would take them for a couple of German spies, sir." "H-m-m," muttered Lord Hastings. He stroked his chin a moment and then asked: "And what do you intend to do with them?" "Turn them over to Colonel Masterson, sir, who will return about midnight. He is stopping here, sir."
And Murchison said that with my knowledge of fur the Company would soon give me a post of my own." "But what of the future, lad?" Hedin shrugged. "All I ask of the future," he answered, and McNabb noted just a touch of bitterness in the tone, "is that I may live it in the North." "H-m-m," said McNabb, knocking the ashes from his pipe, "I guess the North has got ye, lad.
Maybe his wife could tell me where he's going? Give me an idea where I might call on him?" "Partner, you can't see her." "Can't?" "No, by God!" "H-m-m!" murmured the sheriff. He watched the big man plant himself, swaying a little on his feet as though poising for action, and beside him a slightly smaller figure not less determined.
"H-m-m. And who was my " "And so I thought I'd ride a little farther, and see what they were waving their hands toward the south for. And so I did. And it was very hot," said Mary V pensively, "and I was so tired that when I found I was close to Sinkhole camp I went on and rested there.
I should give the invitations out on Monday," Josie said. "And, oh, try to coax Jim." The cousins came. Hanny saw them on Sunday, and on Monday two little girls went round with a pretty basket and left pale-green missives at the houses of friends. There was one for Ben also. "H-m-m," ejaculated Jim. "A baby party. Will they play with dolls?"
Shanghai, the hostler, appeared at the head of the chute leading a large, coal-black horse. "Well, for Heaven's sake!" muttered the Kid, moving nearer the fence, his eyes glued on the black stranger. "Where did you pick up that fellow?... One white forefoot. H-m-m!... Say, you don't mean to tell me this is Fairfax?" Old Man Curry nodded. "Fairfax!" ejaculated the Bald-faced Kid disgustedly.
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