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Maydig, "will find a way about Winch never fear. My dear Sir, you are a most important man a man of the most astonishing possibilities. As evidence, for example! And in other ways, the things you may do...." "Yes, I've thought of a thing or two," said Mr. Fotheringay. "But some of the things came a bit twisty. You saw that fish at first? Wrong sort of bowl and wrong sort of fish.

"I'd say, Twisty," said Kendric lightly, "that it is downright kind of Señor Escobar to extend so hearty an invitation. It would be the pleasant thing to rest up in the shade during the afternoon. Tomorrow, perhaps, it could be arranged that he would let us have a couple of horses to make our little trip into the hills butterfly-catching?"

The skipper led the way up the twisty path to the level wilderness above. There was one man in the world whom he feared feared without bitterness even as he did the saints on their thrones of gold. That man was Father McQueen. Cap in hand, Black Dennis Nolan took the haversack from the priest and slung it on his own shoulder. "Ye've walked a weary way, father," he said.

"What's the sense of this monkey business?" he demanded. "I'm off to San Diego by moon-rise. If you ain't with me, you ain't. Just say so, can't you?" "A song first, Twisty?" countered Kendric. "Will you come listen to me then?" asked Barlow. "Word of honor?" It was plain that he was in dead earnest and Kendric cried, "Yes," quite heartily.

It was a twisty grin, and not altogether mirthful. "Yeah," he said wrily. "I see it. They were crazy too. I should've had more sense than to get mad." Then his grin grew a trifle twistier. "I didn't tell you that the thing that made me maddest was when they wanted to put earrings on me. I grabbed a club then and uh persuaded them I didn't like the idea." Sally chortled.

"I've known you a good many years off and on, Twisty," he said bluntly, "for the sort of man to name pardner and friend. For half a dozen years, however, I've seen little of you. What have those half-dozen years done to you?" "What do you mean?" asked Barlow. "I mean that for a mate on a crazy expedition like this I want a man I can tie to.

The spool was as big around as David's body, and the stuff that looked like rubber tubing looked all twisty, as if there were two pieces twisted together. David wanted very much to know what it was. He didn't like to ask, but the man who had it saw that he was looking at it very hard. "Do you know what that is?" he asked, smiling at David. David shook his head. "Is it a little hose?"

"You'd give a boy all the apples he wanted, if he hadn't any breakfast, and was so hungry he was all twisty inside, wouldn't you?" "Yes, I would," said Elnora. "If you had anything to eat you would give me something right now, wouldn't you?" "Yes," said Elnora. "There's nothing but just stones in the package. But my dinner is in that case. I'll gladly divide." She opened the box.

"Well, they were so anxious about it that he began next morning, and sent out different ones for different things special kinds of roots, and several sorts of very twisty things, such as grape-vine clingers, and honeysuckle, and a great lot of love-vine that yellow stuff that winds about everything and can choke even a ragweed to death.

Before he was well off the road the captain shouted the order to walk march, and as the battery did so the subaltern who had been sent out to reconnoiter the road came back at a canter. "We can just do it," he reported; "it's greasy going, and the road is narrow and rather twisty, but we can do it all right."