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"By the Lord Harry," he said, as she stood panting, with her hands fixed in the last little dramatic gesture, "what a little spitfire and brick you are!" All at once he caught her away from the open window and drew her to him.
The sight of that wolf, so clearly seen in the bright sunshine of that wintry day on the snowy hillside, was too much for their brief discipline. Spitfire could not stand it. With a howl he was off, and well seconded were his efforts by the dogs he was leading. Sam was instantly jerked off his feet, but he pluckily held on to the tail rope of his sled.
They were very rich, and of good flavor. There were many coons and a few wildcats in the pasture woods. With the aid of a dog we had great sport with them. Hard pressed, they would take to the trees, from which we would shoot them. On one occasion we found four little spitfire, baby lynx, which we carried home and later traded to the proprietor of a menagerie.
"Look here, you little spitfire," said he, "if you don't instantly take my arm, I'll catch you up and carry you over, with no more trouble than you would carry a thread-paper." She looked him up and down very keenly, and at last with a slight expression of feminine approval, the first she had vouchsafed him. Then she folded her arms, and cocked her little nose at him, "You daren't.
The Indians cautiously, but quickly, muzzled the dog, and then, letting him get up, they finished Sam's work of harnessing him. The next thing was to get him into the train with the other dogs, and this proved to be no easy matter. "Give him a name," said Alec. "Spitfire!" shouted out Sam, and by this name he was ever after known.
As we approached the eastern coast, "Eldad," sais I, to the pilot, "is there any harbour about here where our folks can do a little bit of trade, and where I can see something of 'Fishermen at home?" "We must be careful now how we proceed, for if the 'Spitfire' floats at the flood, Captain Stoker will try perhaps to overhaul us."
Dolly gave Bess his best bow, with the chill on; and Stuffy subsided luxuriously, with his legs in the air, murmuring in a dreamy tone: 'Little Jo is as cross as two sticks today. I'm going in for another nap: too hot to play anything. 'So it is. Wonder if Spitfire was right about these beastly spots? And Dolly sat down to try dry cleansing with one of his handkerchiefs.
The familiar action and the first puff of smoke affected him like emerging from a turmoil of darkness into the quiet and order of a well-lighted room. "Well, may I be damned!" he said to himself with the beginning of a return of his usual assurance "the damn little spitfire!" He walked about the room, puffing vigorously, feeling with relief his blood resume its usual rate of circulation.
"And why didst thou hesitate, little one, to ask knowing as thou dost that thy wish is law absolute to me? Business affairs, what are they? Let them wait let the world wait as long as thou art happy. Verily thou art pale and thin " Upon which unfortunate remark Jill turned like the spitfire she had lately become.
"I can see nothing but a bit of yellow." "Why, it's a new guess, Maggie!" "Oh, I can't guess, Tom," said Maggie, impatiently. "Don't be a spitfire, else I won't tell you," said Tom, thrusting his hand back into his pocket and looking determined. "No, Tom," said Maggie, imploringly, laying hold of the arm that was held stiffly in the pocket.
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