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At that moment, however, the car she had seen parked in the bushes wheeled out into the highway ahead of them. It started on past the hotel. There was another figure beside that of the tubby Horatio Bilby on the seat. Ruth recognized Bilby at once. "Who's that?" asked Helen, slowing down involuntarily. "That's the man I spoke of," explained Ruth, "I I wonder who it is that's with him?"
You know how slow Tubby is, and perhaps I can give the little Curtis girl some pleasure by calling on her." "Without doubt she'll have pleasure," observed Helen, somewhat bitingly. "She is likely to scold and 'bullyrag' to her heart's content. You're such a meek thing that you'll let her."
You've nigh stove me all up." "I am sorry, Mr. Salters. I came to sea on account of nervous dyspepsia. You advised me, I think." "You an' your nervis dyspepsy be drowned in the Whale-hole," roared Uncle Salters, a fat and tubby little man. "You're comin' down on me agin. Did ye say forty-two or forty-five?" "I've forgotten, Mr. Salters. Let's count." "Don't see as it could be forty-five.
As they thundered past the hydroplane, the slender craft lay almost motionless on the water, with a great cloud of blue smoke tumbling out of her exhausts. "Looks like they've flooded her cylinder," said Merritt, observing these signs. "Kr-ee-ee-ee-ee!" It was Tubby giving utterance triumphantly to the Eagle scream.
A steady downpour of spray was drenching the occupants of the racer, but they paid scant heed to it. Rob dived in his pockets and put on a pair of goggles. The spray was blinding him. He waved to Tubby to go further astern and keep the rear part of the boat well down when they made the sharp turn at the red buoy. In an incredibly short time, it seemed, the turning buoy faced them.
That night the doctor stayed up at the Ettersberg and chatted with the three old people. Tubby watched by her father's bedside through it all, like a brave soldier. It was a hard death, and the child looked into the horrors of life as into a blazing furnace. She herself had so much life and sunshine in her that it was as though Life itself were standing by the deathbed.
I would rise an hour earlier in the morning to practise throwing at broomsticks set up in waste places. At another time, the sport coming into temporary fashion, I wearied body and mind for weeks in vain attempts to acquire skill on stilts. That even fat Tubby could out-distance me upon them saddened my life for months.
Time and again it looked as if she would never be able to climb the huge walls of green water that towered above her; but every time she did, and, as the storm raged on, the confidence of the boys began to grow. "She'll ride it out, Tubby!" yelled Merritt, dousing the engine with more oil. "Sure she will!" yelled back Tubby, with a confidence that was, however, largely assumed.
And as for the poet well, can you imagine how Pupkin felt when Zena told him that the poet was married, and that the tubby little woman with her head on sideways was his wife? So they had the ice cream, and the poet ate it in bucketsful. Poets always do. They need it.
But whose could have been the broken ragged shoes?" he asked, suddenly taking up another train of thought. "Hank Handcrafts, the beach-comber's," suggested Tubby. "Gee Whillikens! I'll bet a cracker that's the solution," cried Andy, "and now I come to think of it I heard, before we left, that Jack and his gang had gone camping." "Where?" "Up around the Upper Inlet somewhere.
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