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The man was well enough known in the underworld, a hanger-on for the most part, a confirmed hop-fighter, though when not under the influence of the drug he was counted one of the cleverest second-story workers and lock-pickers in the Bad Lands Hoppy Meggs, they called him. Again Jimmie Dale's eyes shifted to Hunchback Joe once more. Like some abnormal and repulsive toad the man looked.
But Hopalong got it at last. He had found tobacco and rolled a cigarette, and in reaching for a match exposed his shoulder to a shot that broke his collar bone. Skinny's rifle cracked in reply and the offending brave rolled out from behind a rock. From the fuss emanating from Hopalong's direction Skinny knew that his neighbor had been hit. "Don't yu care, Hoppy.
"As if it could be otherwise," Terrence censured. "But as I was saying, 'tis a bird-like sensuousness oh, not the little, hoppy, wagtail kind, nor yet the sleek and solemn dove, but a merry sort of bird, like the wild canaries you see bathing in the fountains, always twittering and singing, flinging the water in the sun, and glowing the golden hearts of them on their happy breasts.
George Hanbury, Guy Rossiter, Algernon Cartwright, Eliphalet Hopper Dwyer familiarly known as "Hoppy" and other young gentlemen whose names are now but memories, each had his brief day of triumph. Arrayed like Solomon in wonderful clothes from the mysterious and luxurious East, they returned at Christmas-tide and Easter from college to break lances over Honora.
"I didn't, neither, Hoppy!" earnestly contradicted Billy, who bad visions of a night spent in torment as a reprisal for such a threat. "Honest I didn't, did I, Johnny?" He asked appealingly. "Yu shore did," lied Johnny, winking at Red, who had just ridden up. "I don't know what yore talkin' about, but yu shore did," replied Red. "If yu did," grinned Hopalong, "I'll shore make yu hard to find.
"Buck," he said, "Hoppy told me he went broke playing poker over in Grant with Dave Wilkes and them two Lawrence boys, an' that shore explains it all. He's got pack sores from carrying his unholy licking. It was due to come for him, an' Dave Wilkes is just the boy to deliver it. That's the whole trouble, an' I know it, an' I'm damned glad they trimmed him.
Toby Hopkins was something of a genius in many ways, a nervous sort of a boy, and really deserving of his familiar nickname of "Hoppy" for short. All the same, he was game to the core, and would never acknowledge himself whipped as long as he could draw a decent breath.
"Get him, Hoppy," he called, earnestly; "get him good. Let him do some of the moving about. I'll be here waiting for you." Hopalong smiled in reply and sprang forward, the leaves and branches quickly shutting him from Red's sight.
"There; that's the situation. We've got to have shrewd men that they don't know an' won't suspect. Lane wants to pay a couple of yore men their wages for a month or two. He said he was shore he could count on you to help him out." "He's right; he can. I don't forget favors. I've got a couple of men that there's one of 'em now. Hey, Hoppy! Whoop-e, Hoppy!" Mr.
"Pies like mother used to make," he announced to the loft as he slipped the magazine full of .45-70'S. "An' pills like popper used to take," he continued when he had lowered the level of the water in his flask. He rolled a cigarette and tossed the match into the air, extinguishing it by a shot from his Colt. "Got any cigarettes, Hoppy?" said a voice from below.
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