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He started a little at his friend's voice. "You'll snore soon!" said Wally, incisively. "What on earth's the matter with you? Play up, School!" Jim stopped short a moment and burst out laughing, Wally's indignant face glanced back over his shoulder as he ran off. There was a new spring in the bowler's walk as he went to his crease, and the smile still lingered.
"I'd have given him rag for it, anyway," said Norah, still troubled. "He can always tear half a yard or so off that turban of his," Jim said. "Don't go out of your way to meet worry, my girl it'll always come quickly enough to meet you. Which is philosophy quite equal to Wally's!" He sighed. "Here's trouble coming to meet us now, that's certain!"
He selected a clean place on the top rail carefully, and cast his eye over the little mob standing in groups about the enclosure a dozen stock horses; the big pair of greys that were used in the covered buggy or the express wagon; the brown ponies that Norah drove; his own mount Betty, and Wally's mare Nan; and then the aristocrats, Garryowen and, last of all, Bobs.
Wally patted his neck with a big sigh of relief. "Eh, but I was scared for your legs, old man!" he said. They galloped across a wide stubble field, while Wally's keen eyes searched the fence for a gate. He caught sight of one presently, a stiff, four-railed gate, considerably higher than the fence.
Wandered off int' th' woods a spell ago, and I hain't seen the tarnal critters since. Came up here lookin' for um this mornin'." I glanced at Wally's fish basket, and thought of the nibbled lily pads; but I said nothing.
Once, when I knew my game was miles ahead, I heard the longdrawn whang of Wally's old gun across a little valley. Presently the brush began to crackle, and a small doe came jumping among the trees straight towards me.
He's quite rational now." There was a jaunty little strut of triumph in Wally's cock-sure manner. Mrs. He was probably trying to curry favor with his chief. The little man always had been jealous of Peter. Just now his insolent voice suggested a special cause for exultation.
Eager hands fell on him from the rear Wally's, Ritter's, Alex Davidson's. There could be no doubt after that. His heart began to thump. Chairs were pushed back, and patrols clamored around their teams. He found himself next to Don with one of Andy's arms around his shoulders. "You fellows bring that treasure out," Andy threatened, "or you'll wish you had stayed there. Hear me?"
The season hasn't really opened yet, and they play only light games at first. Besides, Jack has played before, and knows how to take care of himself. I can't imagine what it is a nervous breakdown." "Probably Wally's letter will tell." "I hope so. Oh, but, Bess, I didn't hear your news. You must tell me all about it, my dear." "I will when this excitement is over." Mrs.
"Well," Jim said, "we're hungry, Norah. I hope you and er this gentleman are." Jim was concealing his bewilderment like a hero. "Won't you sit down and sample Billy's blackfish? He caught 'em all we couldn't raise a bite between us barring Wally's boot!" "Did you catch a boot?" queried the Hermit of the blushing Wally. "Mine, I think I can't congratulate you on your luck!
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