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If he goes ashore they may get lost, if he stays here we're all lost." "True," said Billy. "Absolutely correct," said Brownie. "That's what you call an argument," said Roly Poly. "It's a teckinality," said Nuts. "Discoverer," said Townsend, "the patrol thinks that you are the proper one to escort our guests to the Edgemere trolley." "Isn't that perfectly lovely!" said one of the girls.
It was the first time that Ransome had availed himself of this privilege conferred on him by the Poly. He said he wouldn't keep the medical man a minute. But the medical man kept Ranny many minutes, thumping, sounding, intimately and extensively overhauling him. For more minutes than Ranny at all liked, he played about him with a stethoscope.
"Ain't he a little clinker?" said Monkey Brand in hushed voice. "They say Mr. Silver refused £600 for him at Hurlingham. And he took champion at the Poly Pony Show." The girl's hand travelled down the pony's neck with firm, strong, rhythmical stroke. "Heart of Oak!" she purred affectionately. Ragamuffin, the old roan pony in the next stall, began to move, restless and irritable.
How I wish I could, have spoken in her own presence! that would have been far better; but I must do it by proxy. However, if you will report me to her as well as you did her to me, I will adventure. Poly. Trust me to do justice to the defence; but put it shortly, in mercy to my memory. Ly. So severe an indictment should by rights be met at length; but for your sake I will cut it short.
The boys all kneeled about, peering in as if buried treasure were there, until an area of muddy wood was revealed. Roly Poly knocked it with a rock and the noise convinced them that the wood was of considerable area and that probably nothing was beneath it. "Well what do you know about that?" Billy asked incredulously. "Jab it down somewhere else," said Brownie.
"Don't you go," urged Pee-wee; "we've got a right here; we're going to camp on this island." "Sure we are," said Roly Poly. "And you can't make us get off, either, because it isn't on your land." Old Trimmer wasted no words. "Pile in here, all of you," he said, indicating the boat, "or I'll have yer all up fer trespassin'." "Do you own this old scow or whatever it is underneath us?"
You know not what you ask. It is not in the power of words certainly not of my words to portray such wondrous beauty; scarcely could an Apelles, a Zeuxis, a Parrhasius, a Phidias or an Alcamenes, do justice to it; as for my flimsy workmanship, it will but insult the original. Poly. Well, never mind; what was she like? There can be no harm in trying your hand.
"I expect I'd go clean off my head if didn't have any one to talk to!" Job beat a tattoo on the side of the boat and wriggled and whined in his anxiety to reach his master. "Steady there!" said Ambrose. Presently he went on: "Three hundred miles! Six days for Poly to come with the current; nine days to go back! Fifteen days at the best!
"Twenty years, Michel say," answered Poly. "Ah! she is beautiful!" he went on. "She walk the groun' as sof' and proud and pretty as fine yong horse! She sit her horse like a flower on its stem. Me and her good frens too. She say she lak me for cause I am simple. Often in the winter she ride out wit' my team and hunt in the bush while I am load up." "What did Eelip say to that?"
"It belonged to the big dredge," Pee-wee said excitedly. "I knew all the men on that dredge; I used to hang out on that dredge; those men were all friends of mine. We wouldn't be trespassing except your land is in the way." "If you want us to shovel the land out of here we'll do it," suggested Roly Poly. "Then the tree'll fall over," said Brownie.
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