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"I look to see him get either first or second." "Whom do you think is his most dangerous rival?" Helen asked. "My cousin is a straight-up rider, too. He's more graceful than Mac, I think, but not quite so good on tricks. It will be nip and tuck." "How about your cousin's cousin?" she asked, with bold irony. "He hopes he won't have to take the dust," was his laughing answer.

"I reckon I'll go far as the hospital with you." "I reckon you won't. What do you think I am a nice little parlor girl who has to be petted when she gets hurt? You're on to ride inside of fifteen minutes and you know it." "Oh, well! I'm lookin' for an alibi so as not to be beaten. That Cole Sanborn is sure a straight-up rider." "So's that Kirby Lane.

He added reminiscently: "A good boy, too, Neil was once. We used to punch together on the Hashknife. A straight-up rider, the kind a fellow wants when Old Man Trouble comes knocking at the door. Well, I reckon he's a miscreant now, all right." "They knew YOU at least two of them did." "I've been pirootin' around this country, boy and man, for fifteen years.

"Pedro is a straight-up rider, but he ain't got it in him to master Teddy no; nor no man ain't," contributed Yeager again proudly. "Hawsses is like men. Some of 'em can't be broke; you can only kill them. Teddy's one of them kind." Dick differed, but did not say so. "Look at him now. There he goes weaving. That hawss is a devil, I tell you.

You're a good-looking and a plucky little devil. I've a notion to fall in love with you." "Don't!" "Why not? Say I'm a villain and a bad lot. Wouldn't it be a good thing for me to tie up with a fine, straight-up young lady like you? Me, I like the way your eyes flash. You've got a devil of a temper, haven't you?"

'It's a straight-up three, ma'am. 'Then I must have slept for eleven hours! How is Mr. Myatt going on? Bessie dropped her hands, and smiled benevolently: 'Oh! He's much better, ma'am. And when the doctor told him about poor Miss Myatt, ma'am, he just said the funeral must be on Saturday because he didn't like Sunday funerals, and it wouldn't do to wait till Monday. He didn't say nothing else.

"Do you think there is room enough for you to fly in?" asked the little girl anxiously; and Cap'n Bill added: "It's a straight-up shaft, so I don't see how you'll ever manage it." "Were I an ordinary bird one of those horrid feathered things I wouldn't even make the attempt to fly out," said the Ork.

"He's a straight-up man, Homer Webb is. His word is good all over Texas. He'll sure do to take along," said Billie by way of recommendation. "And Joe Yankie does he stack up A 1 too?" asked the boy dryly. "I never liked Joe. It ain't only that he'll run a sandy on you if he can or that he's always ridin' any one that will stand to be picked on. Joe's sure a bully.

When it comes to recommendations, he's got one mighty good one written on his face," "You think so, do you?" "That's what I think, Jed. He's the goods best of company, a straight-up rider, and a first-rate puncher. Ask any of the boys." "I'm using my eyes, Dick. They tell me all I need to know." "Well, use them to-morrow. He's going to take a whirl at riding Dead Easy.

"I'm all right," she told him. Clay withdrew his arm. "I'd report that fellow if I had his number," he said. "You stick to yore saddle fine. You're one straight-up rider." "I'll ask Mr. Bromfield to give you fifty dollars' again," she laughed nervously. That word again stuck in his consciousness. "You've known me all along," he charged.