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I laid for 'em in the smokin' car, and when Nick Barrett discovers me inspectin' my palm blisters he starts in with his kidding again. "Oh, you'll be able to get out and dig again in a week or so," says he. "I hope so," says I. "Still strong for it, eh?" says he. "Maybe if you knew what I was diggin' for," says I, "you'd well, there's no tellin'." "Eh?" says he. "Whaddye mean?"
Lively!" shouted the corporal waddling about importantly on his bandy legs. He kept looking down the row of barracks, muttering to himself, "Goddam.... Time fur inspectin' now, goddam. Won't never pass this time." His face froze suddenly into obsequious immobility. He brought his hand up to the brim of his hat. A group of officers strode past him into the nearest building.
He's a tall, slim built party, with a wide black ribbon to tie him to his eyeglasses. Seems to be entertainin' Auntie. "Ah!" says he, inspectin' me casual over the shell rims. "Mr. Ballard?" And, with a skimpy little nod, he turns back to Auntie and goes on where he broke off, leavin' me to shake hands with myself if I wanted to.
Say, don't make any mistake, that's livin'! It ain't layin' back easy and havin' things handed you on a platter: it's goin' out after what you want, your jaw set and your shoulders braced, and bringin' home the bacon." Cuyler, he's still listenin' sort of amused; but he's inspectin' this crude specimen in front of him with a little more int'rest. He shakes his head though.
But Rip were a bit on a rover, an' hed a habit o' breakin' out o' barricks like, and trottin' round t' plaice as if he were t' Cantonment Magistrate coom round inspectin'. The Colonel leathers him once or twice, but Rip didn't care an' kept on gooin' his rounds, wi' his taail a-waggin' as if he were flag-signallin' to t' world at large 'at he was 'gettin' on nicely, thank yo', and how's yo'sen? An' then t' Colonel, as was noa sort of a hand wi' a dog, tees him oop.
"A empty stomach is a plumb unreasonable thing. But the preacher guy done some good, at that. He set Toledo Blake to thinkin' which was somethin' new and original for Toledo. "It was nex' spring Toledo and me was travelin' out this way, inspectin' the road-bed of the Santa Fé, when we runs onto a big red-ant's nest in the sand alongside of the track. Toledo, he squats down and looks.
Black smoke begins pourin' out of the stack and the engines are tuned up to top speed. All the awnin's are taken in and every flag pulled down. The Agnes proceeds to hump herself, too. "Twelve knots," reports Old Hickory, inspectin' the patent log. "The Captain thinks he can get fourteen out of her. The Petrel's best is sixteen."
But are you sure you feel like inspectin' with them busted ribs?" I was beginning to realize that Thomas was not precisely a genius. "I can make it," I said. "Cap'n," Thomas said diffidently, "it ain't none a my business, but don't you think maybe I better get the doctor for ya?" "Thomas," I said, "maybe you don't know; there's a mutiny under way aboard this ship. The doctor is leading it.
They had insisted on the right of inspection themselves, when strange herds had been driven through their ranges. "We want to look your stock over," said the sheriff. The request was reasonable, and Sanderson smiled. "That's goin' to hold us up a spell," he returned; "an' we was figurin' on makin' Devil's Hole before dark. Hop in an' do your inspectin'."
I like Susanna better to-day than I ever did before. She showed me the real inside of herself, and it isn't half as crusty as the outside." "Huh! What'd she do to manage that? She seems powerful still an' sot-lookin' sence she come back from inspectin' her 'prope'ty. By the way, did you happen to notice whuther the slat top to that cistern o' hers was over the manhole?
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