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"How come he shot at a chair? Drunk?" "The chair was sailing through the air at him." "H'm!" returned Pete Reeve. "Somebody throwed a chair at him, and the sheriff got rattled and shot at it instead of dodging? Well, I've seen a pile of funnier things than that happen in gun play, off and on. Who threw the chair?" "I did." "You?" He squinted up at the lofty form of Bull Hunter.
Charley ejaculated. "He sure was," Bert went on. "Tony and Charley and me just set on our horses stunned thinkin' th' Kid had gone clean loco and was flirtin' with certain and pronto death. As Captain Jack rushed him th' Ramblin' Kid give a jump sideways, his rope went true, a quick run to the snubbin' post and he throwed him dead! The broncho hit his feet, give a squeal and come straight back!
He picked up a flat, pint bottle and caressed its label with reminiscent finger tips. "Many's the time me an' old Tommy Pepper drove stage together," he mused. "Throwed 'im at a bear once that I met in the trail over in Colorado when I hadn't no gun on me. Busted a pint on his nose man! Then I never waited to see what happened.
One gets throwed, another gets all covered with grease, a third loses his hat, a fourth gets run away with by his horse, a fifth sees he can't do it, makes some excuse, and leaves the ground afore the sport is over; and now and then, an unfortunate critter gets a hyste that breaks his own neck. There is only one on 'em that I have see'd out there, that can do it right.
"Ay, I see: quite right, too, I suppose I must say. And you be now going down to the clerk." "Yes; you may as well come with me." "I am afeard your labour in keeping it close will be throwed away," said Coggan, as they walked along. "Labe Tall's old woman will horn it all over parish in half-an-hour." "So she will, upon my life; I never thought of that," said Oak, pausing.
And little Emmy, a-setting on the fence, with her bunnit throwed back on her neck. 'Addy! she called, way across the lot; 'Addy, come, help me down! She was a master hand for venturin' up on places, but she didn't like the gettin' down. "Well, she 'a learned the ups and downs by this time. She don't need Addy to help her. I'd have helped a big sight more if I had kep' my distance.
"I knew I was right," growled Harris. "Can't fool me with that it felt like it and looked like it, and that man Trego fits into the game to a T. I thought he was a mighty shady customer from the first look I got at him, when he come alongside and bossed things. When he got that knife throwed in him I thought I'd come down here and have a look around on my own hook, and thar ye be, cap'n."
When they heard that we were to go over the mountains, nothing would satisfy the big man but to go with us. "Come, stranger," said he to Tom, "two good rifles such as we is ain't to be throwed away." "Why do you want to go over?" asked Tom. "Be ye a Tory?" he demanded suspiciously. "Why do you go over?" retorted Riley, for that was his name. "I reckon I'm no more of a Tory than you."
After a while the boys were silent, and the thing became grim earnest. At length, by some accident rather than my own strength, both his shoulders touched the ground. I released him. But he was on his feet in an instant and at me again like a wildcat. "Andy won't stay throwed," shouted a boy. And before I knew it he had my shoulders down in a puddle.
Prove to me that the Swede stayed there an' I'll say he's as liable as Hull to be guilty. He could 'a' throwed a rope round that stone curlycue stickin' out up there above us, swung acrost to the fire escape here, an' walked right in on Cunningham." Lane's quick glance swept the abutment above and the distance between the buildings. "You're shoutin', Cole. He could 'a' done just that.
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