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They were both rowing steadily, with no endeavor to draw away, Hillton at thirty strokes, St. Eustace at thirty-two. The course was two miles, almost straight away down the river. The half-mile buoy was not distinguishable from where Joel stood, but the mile was plainly in sight. Some one who held a stop-watch behind Joel uttered an impatient growl at the slow time the crews were making.
And when the nervous little coxswain called for a rousing ten strokes, the shell seemed fairly to lift out of the water. In the last mile dash Dr. Nicholls surreptitiously took his stop-watch from his pocket and timed the sprint. When he replaced the timepiece, the lines of care which had seamed his face for the past few days vanished. "All right, boys. Paddle in.
Then I'll harrow it well and run a culti-packer over it well, by the end of the week it ought to be a fairly fast track." "Goody! We'll go in to El Toro to-morrow and I'll wire to San Francisco for a stop-watch. May I sprint Panchito a little across that meadow?" "Wait a moment, Miss Kay. We shall have something to sprint after in a few minutes, I think."
"I just told her, and she saw at once." "Ye-es," said the adjutant. "I expect that's what she did. Comin' to the Fusiliers' dance to-night, Galahad?" "No, thanks. I've got a fight on with the major." The virtuous apprentice sat up till midnight in the major's quarters, with a stop-watch and a pair of compasses, shifting little painted lead-blocks about a four-inch map.
Only in one case was I at all satisfied of being able to count the rate of speed by a stop-watch, and, if I am not mistaken, there were thirty in ten seconds; generally one's eye can no more follow the legs than it can the spokes of a carriage-wheel in rapid motion. If we take the above number, and twelve feet stride as the average pace, we have a speed of twenty-six miles an hour.
In the machine examined by the Big Bug, an exhausted observer was making frantic efforts to swivel an archaic framework from back to front. The Big Bug looked puzzled, but passed on without comment. As he approached the next machine a second observer tried desperately to move a similar monstrosity round its hinges, while the pilot, stop-watch in hand, looked on with evident sorrow.
Even in death its quills were raised in uncanny duplication of Mart Wiley's pompadour. Standing in the bow of the launch, Dr. Nicholls, coach of the Baliol crew, leaned upon his megaphone, his eyes fixed upon two eight-oared crews resting upon their oars a hundred feet away. From his hand dangled a stop-watch. The two crews had just completed a four-mile race against the watch.
After the voice of Diaz there was a sway through the room, a pulse of silence, and then three hands shot for their hips Pierre, Diaz, and Hurley. No stop-watch could have caught the differing lengths of time which each required for the draw. The muzzle of Hurley's revolver was not clear of the holster the gun of Diaz was nearly at the level when Pierre's weapon exploded at his hip.
"It's the sort of thing that might happen to anybody. Directly Stella Vanderley broke off our engagement I " "Broke off your engagement? How long were you engaged?" "About two minutes. It may have been less. I hadn't a stop-watch. I proposed to her at ten last night in the saloon. She accepted me. I was just going to kiss her when we heard someone coming. I went out.
"My stop-watch isn't working right," replied Julia impudently and took the cerise satin gown in her two hands. She made a ring of the gown's opening, and through that cerise frame her eyes met those of Two-eighteen. "Careful of my hair!" Two-eighteen warned her, and ducked her head to the practised movement of Julia's arms. The cerise gown dropped to her shoulders without grazing a hair.
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