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Blensop remained in the neighbourhood of Mr. Stone, hovering round him like a domesticated humming-bird. "Do you find anything?" he enquired, when Stone straightened up. "Fingerprints a-plenty," Mr. Stone admitted with a hint of temper "a slew of the damn things. Looks like you must've called in the neighbours to help make a good show. However, we'll see what we can make of 'em."

"Anybody hurt?" he called. "They never touched me." "Not a scratch," answered Mr. Temple. "Same here," cried Bob and Jack together. "Say, though," cried Frank, suddenly realizing Remedios no longer sprawled on the hood, "we've lost our passenger." "Good riddance," said Bob. "Must've thrown him off when we struck the other car," decided Jack.

"Say, pardner," said the man who ran the establishment, "I'd much rather board you for a day than a week. Rebels must've cut off the supply-trains where you've bin. You're not comin' this way agin soon, air you? I'm afraid I won't make 'nough this month to pay my rent." Lieut. Bowersox came in with a telegram in his hand. "We won't go on to Indianapolis," he said.

"Must've bin using some Lightning Elixir Liniment," said the Orderly-Sergeant incredulously.. "I saw you both limping around like string-halted horses not 15 minutes ago. Step out, I tell you." "Captain, le' me go along," pleaded Si. "You never knowed me to fall out, did you?" "Captain, I never felt activer in my life," asserted Shorty; "and you know I always kept up.

"Tommy," says Sadler, and he came and anchored alongside us in the shadow of the Helen Mar, "I take it these here's the facts. Your natural respectfulness to elders was shocked out of you, and you ain't got over it." "Over what?" "Why, she must've got tanked up bad," he says. "She must have been full up and corked before she'd ever have come prancin' up here. My! my!

He must've knowed all about the delicate, apetizin' flavor of a slab o' fat pork four inches thick, taken off the side of the hog that's uppermost when he's laying on his back. And how I gormandize on hardtack baked in the first place for the Revolutioners, and kept over ever since. That feller knows jest what he's writin' about. I'd like to exchange photographs with him." "Thou Shalt Not Swear."

They're out in absolute space, you know, with nothing in the way and with no intention of reversing their power or slowing down they must've had absolute top acceleration on every minute since they left. Anyway, they're so far out already that I couldn't hold even a detector on them, let alone a force that I can control. Well, let's snap into it, fellow on our way!" "Just a minute, Dick.

"I guess your mother and I shared ideas when we were in school," said Polly. "We were very close friends." "You must've been to do all this for me," said Orne. "I don't know how I'm ever going to " "Ah! Here we are!" A deep masculine voice boomed from the open door behind Orne. He turned, saw Ipscott Bullone, High Commissioner of the Marakian League.

Go below, George, she's all right now, and tell Joe where is he? to go below, too, and have a mug-up for himself. He must be soaked through taking the swash that must've come over her bow for the last hour. But tell him to come right up so's to keep watch out ahead." I didn't go below, however, but standing by the fore-rigging kept an eye out ahead.

George Moore, coming up out of the forec's'le to dump over some scraps, spied one. "The Mary Grace Adams," he sang out, "the shortest forem'st out of Gloucester. She must've been well inside when she started to get in at this time. Slow man, but she is slow, that one." "Yes, that's the old girl, and behind her is the Dreamer Charlie Green black mast-heads and two patches on her jumbo.

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