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De bes' way'd be ter sorter feel 'long de fence, 'til yer git sight o' de front porch." "All right, then. I am going to leave you here while I scout around. Keep your eyes open, and have the mule ready to leave at any minute." "'Bout how lon' yer be gone, sah?" "I cannot tell you that. As short a time as possible.
O'Flynn came in with a dripping bucket, and sat down to breakfast shivering. "Which way'd he go?" "The Boy? Down river." "Sure he didn't go over the divide?" O'Flynn was sure. He'd just been down to the water-hole, and in the faint light he'd seen the Boy far down on the river-trail "leppin" like a hare in the direction of the Roosian mission." "Goin' to meet ... a ... Nicholas?"
Adna saw the taxicab pass over the valise she had carried. It left no trace of Kedzie. Her annihilation was uncanny. He gaped. "Where's Kedzie?" Mrs. Thropp screamed. A policeman checked the traffic with uplifted hand. Adna ran to him. Mrs. Thropp told him what had happened. "I saw the goil drop the bag and beat it for the walk," said the officer. "Which way'd she go?"
There was one man ahead of the rest, and he came spurring straight at me. He was fiercely excited. It was fine to see him ride; he was a master horseman. He came like a storm till he was within seven feet of me, where I was leaning on the wall, then he stood his horse straight up in the air on his hind toe-nails, and shouted like a demon: "'Which way'd the fox go?
"Same with me," added the third boy; "but I don't believe that reservoir's goin' to play hob with things, like some people say. They're shaking in their shoes right now about it; but if the new rain that's aheadin' this way'd only get switched off the track I reckon we'd manage to pull through here in Carson without a terrible loss. I'd say go down and help Mr.
Now he and most of his followers are here to do your bidding. If Harris had been allowed his way, I'd have been probably alone." Stannard sniffed. "Which way'd he go?" he bluntly asked. "I'm not sure. We were going to trail the moment it was light enough to see. One thing is certain, they did not start in the direction of the signals, though they may have veered off that way.
The Colonel managed to keep them going for some moments before he admitted. "Reckon he's lit out." And then the Colonel got it hot and strong for his clumsiness. "Which way'd he go?" The Colonel turned his back to the North Pole, and made a fine large gesture in the general direction of the Equator. "Where's my money?" "Up in your cabin. Better go and count it."
Merriam wiped his brow in relief. "And I'm going to marry the girl those brutes have carried off," replied Scott, dismounting and turning his horse loose. Hard followed his example. "Well, why didn't you say so at first?" demanded Merriam, as they got into the car. "Man's a gabby animal, ain't he? Which way'd they go?" "Up in the hills, we think," replied Hard.
That I was indulging in target practice at this time of night?" "Which way'd he go?" "Back of the flat through the window to the fire-escape, I suppose. I took a couple of shots after him, but missed, and inasmuch as he was armed, I didn't pursue." Hickey stepped forward, glowering unpleasantly at the young man. "Yeh go along," he told the uniformed man, "'nd see 'f he's tellin' the truth.
Why did you come out without yer lid?" "Just forgot it, that's all." "Which way'd she go?" "You'll need a map and a search-light. I started to run after her myself. I heard a voice from my window; I saw a woman; I made for the street; niente!" "Huh?" "Niente, nothing!" "Oh! I see; Dago. Seems to me now that this woman was singin' I-taly-an, too."
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