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There was an expression of eagerness and impatience on the face of Gallup, and Mulloy seemed in a similar mood. "By gum, we're gittin' back into God's country ag'in!" exclaimed the lanky Vermonter. "Arter bein' buried down there in Mexico so long it seems jest like heaven." "Do they be afther callin' this a fast expriss?" burst from Mulloy. "Faith, but it crawls loike a shnail, so it does.
Then the carpetbag came down, struck Hans on the head and knocked him to a sitting position on the grass. "Sarves ye roight for torturin' our ears wid thot croupy flute, ye bologna sausage!" laughed Mulloy. "Pologna sissage! Pologna sissage!" howled Hans. "You vos chust as sauciness as I efer vos! Vy don'd I learnt some manners dot vould make a chentleman uf you!"
The fact that his clothes were unconventional in their cut and that he wore a negligee shirt with a soft wide collar detracted not a whit from his striking appearance. The train soon pulled out, and when the conductor came through a seat was secured for Carker, who restrained Mulloy with an air of dignity when Barney attempted to pay the bill.
"You room next to Mulloy and Dunnerwust?" "Yes." "Well, you will hear the racket just about the time taps sound." "But I want to know what's up," persisted the second speaker, whose curiosity was aroused. "Has somebody put up a job on those two marks, Mulloy and his Dutch chum?" "You've guessed it." "Who?" "Guess again." "Merriwell." "Right. Take your place at the head of the class."
Bart Hodge and Barney Mulloy were both intensely interested and excited, but neither of them entertained a doubt but what, barring accident, Frank would come forth the victor. The breathing of the fighting boys became short and loud, and Bascomb occasionally muttered fierce words. Merriwell fought silently and fiercely.
I happen to know that Frank Merriwell has gut more nerve than any hundred men I've ever run acrost, if they was all rolled into one. There ain't no squealer abaout him, you bet. He didn't bet, and he didn't 'low Barney Mulloy to bet because it is ag'inst his principles. It wasn't because he was afraid Barney would lose that hundred." Silence smiled wisely.
Der flute brought me vid it to der paseball groundt." "Av you attimpt to toot thot flute, Oi'll hit ye wid a bat!" growled Mulloy. "Oh, you vos chealous you vos chealous pecause der flute coot not play you!" sneered Dunnerwurst.
Reynolds walked away with his head held very high and his neck very stiff. Of course, the boys had been expecting Frank would receive a challenge, and no small number had been watching the two lads. Immediately on Rupert's departure, Frank's friends came swarming around him, asking scores of questions. "Pwhat did th' b'y want wid yez, Frankie?" asked Barney Mulloy, eagerly.
While talking he had produced a leather pocketbook, from which he took a printed slip at least six inches long. This he handed to Frank. As Silence opened the pocketbook both Mulloy and Gallup observed that it was well stuffed with bank notes, and the one on top proved to be another hundred-dollar bill.
"Is it a trance you're in, Oi dunno?" cried Mulloy, as he gave Gallup a sharp nudge. "Wake up, me bhoy!" "Eh?" grunted Gallup, looking up and starting to his feet. "Why, hanged if I noticed yer when yeou come in!" "Your mind seemed to be far away," observed Merry. "You actually looked troubled and careworn. What's the matter, Eph?"
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