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"And 'this 'ere's my authority' for saying that you are no more a constable than I am!" retorted the Overlander. Whack! Hippy's fist landed on the point of the mountaineer's jaw, and the mountaineer went over backwards, landing heavily on the ground unconscious from the blow. "Hippy! Oh, Hippy darlin'! What have you done?" wailed Nora. "Hit him!
David leaped to the ground and gallantly assisted the principal to mount, while Hippy whispered something into the ear of the horse. The animal trotted gently up to one end of the room and back, depositing Miss Thompson safely on her feet. Miriam Nesbit then took a trial ride and no bucking bronco ever exhibited such traits of character as did that battered-looking quadruped.
When I once get these things on, David, I'll be like a bird trying its wings, I'll flop about just as helplessly." "I'm awfully glad to see you, Tom," said Grace, "I did not expect to see you until Easter." "Oh, I couldn't keep away," laughed Tom. "This is the jolliest place I know." "Good reason," said Reddy, "we are the real people." "Stop praising yourself and listen to me," said Hippy.
"Now, then, everyone join in the chorus," commanded Hippy Wingate. There was an answering tinkle from Reddy's mandolin, the deeper notes of a guitar sounded, then eight care-free young voices were raised in the plaintive chorus of "My Old Kentucky Home." It was a warm night in September.
During its progress, however, she and David managed to exchange a few words regarding Tom. David had canvassed the region of the camp as thoroughly as was possible during the time he had been North, but thus far he had met with no clue to Tom's whereabouts. It was after eleven o'clock when Hippy, Nora, Anne, David, Mrs. Gray, Mrs.
Harlowe paid heavily for a cook book, while David Nesbit, for fifty cents, drew a splendid big fruit cake. "It is so fortunate that that fruit cake fell into the hands of one of my friends," remarked Hippy, as David was about to walk off, his prize under his arm. "I adore fruit cake." "That's no sign that you will ever get a chance at this one," replied David calmly.
"Never mind, Hippy," said Miriam. "Nora shall not tease you. I'll protect you." "Nora, go away, I am protected!" exclaimed Hippy, and, getting behind Miriam, he peered forth at Nora with such a ludicrous expression that she laughed, and immediately declared a truce by allowing him to sit on the rustic seat beside her. It was a memorable dinner.
Hook your canthook on the other side and stop the log from rolling before it mashes you flat," advised Hippy. "I got ter talk now, and then I'll quit and git out fer good. I took money fer ter do ye an inj'ry. I took it from that houn' Ainsworth. I was to tell him 'bout things that was goin' on here and "
Hippy and Nora were escorted into the living room by a fond bodyguard, and were soon exchanging affectionate greetings with the older members of the house party. J. Elfreda Briggs had not gone into the hall on the arrival of Hippy and Nora. She could never be induced to intrude upon the more intimate moments of the Originals.
The heat was a lifeless heat, and the members of the outfit found themselves nodding and swaying in their saddles, keeping awake only by much effort. "Water only five miles away," called Hippy Wingate late in the afternoon in a cheerful voice. "Wake up, Overlanders! Hi says we will be there before sundown."
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