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"Why like this," cried Marcus, excitedly "Pull up!" he cried to the driver. The man obeyed, and the ponies stopped short, looking full of go, but with their sides marked heavily with sweat and foam. "Now," cried Marcus, laying down his spear and leaping out of the chariot, "out with you both. Lie down, Lupe! Quiet, sir!"
You haven't seen him since father went." The dog growled. "Oh, don't be cross with him, Lupe. I dare say he's as disappointed as I am; but he will have to stay," continued the boy, bitterly, as he uttered a mocking laugh, "and take care of the house and the servants and all the things about the farm; and you will have to stay and help him too.
This done, Serge placed his spear in the loops and Marcus' beside it, before sinking down upon his knees on the other side of the wounded dog. "Now then," he said, "let's see whether it's very bad or not," and he laid his great hand upon the dog's head. Lupe ceased the licking upon the instant, and raised his head to gaze intelligently in the old soldier's eyes.
No women will interfere if old Lupe begins to show his teeth." The man and boy exchanged glances, and, as the former struck his staff down heavily upon the earth in advancing towards the great, rough door of the building, the latter's fists clenched involuntarily, and the dog pricked up his ears and uttered a low sigh.
His sheath was empty, and he had not needed that blade since he had drawn it to cut meat at the morning meal. Lupe laughed. "She had steel in her hand when she came out of that ghost ship." "Took it from me while we struggled!" Travis was openly surprised. He had considered the frenzy displayed by the Tatar girl as an outburst of almost mindless terror.
Good old dog!" he continued, taking hold of his ears and drawing the head into his lap, to keep on caressing him and talking to him the while. "What mistakes one makes! I used to think you such a surly, savage old fellow, and here you are as miserable as I am, Lupe. Oh, he might have let me go!" The dog whined softly as it gazed wistfully in his eyes, and whined again. "Where's old Serge, Lupe?
He gave Lupe an encouraging thump on the shoulder, before plastering an aid pack over the cut. "Now we go!" Nolan spoke with emphatic decision. "He saw enough of us to know we are not Tatars." Nolan's eyes were cold, his mouth grim as he faced Travis. "And how can we fight him ?" "There is a wall a wall you cannot see about him," Lupe broke in. "When I would strike at him, I could not!"
"Not until after we use it on our captive," Jil-Lee decided. "Then there would be some time before the Reds come " "You talk as if they will come," cut in Lupe. "How can you be sure?" "We can't," Travis agreed. "But we can count on this much, judging from the past. Once they know that there is a wrecked ship here, they will be forced to explore it.
"Come," thought I, once more entering the parterre, "as there appears to be one of my own sex here already, it cannot be very mal a propos to take a peep at this amusement, whatever it be." I approached the row of plantain-trees, whose leaves screened the speakers from view. "Lupe! Lupe! mira! que bonito!" Lupe! look here! "Ah, pobrecito! echalo, Luz, echalo."
There was something comforting and friendly in the deep, satisfied sigh Lupe gave, holding quite rigid as he stretched himself out, while Marcus said to himself: "Oh, this is stupid!
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