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As Jack was about to draw his weapon to order the man to submit, the fellow with a sudden leap was out of the place. In another instant he had jumped to the back of his horse, yanking loose the tie rope as he leaned over the saddle. Then with a clatter of hoofs he was off. Jennie screamed, but Jack, flashing past her to get outside, yelled: "Stop him! Get after him!
We were always building up our band with infinite pains, only to have Fate jerk the gizzard out of it just as perfection was in sight. Talent was scarce, and the rude, heartless city was forever reaching down into Homeburg and yanking some indispensable players away.
Completely out of patience with Arabella's wriggling, Patricia was taking a vigorous hand. In a manner anything but gentle she was pulling the heavy shawls up around Arabella's head and shoulders. Betty Chase said that she was "yanking" them, and the word, if not elegant, was truthfully descriptive. "Don't knock my hat off!" whimpered Arabella.
One of the rebels fired a hasty, ineffectual shot, and by its light Shorty saw the nervous little Pete, who had torn off his cumbering haversack, letting his hat go with it, slip between him and Si, and gain a pace in advance. "Git back, you little rat," said Shorty, reaching out a long arm, catching the boy by the collar, and yanking him back. "Git behind me and stay there."
"I always said it would come in handy," remarked Eben, quickly and proudly, "and if you stop to think of the many uses we've put that same rope to, from yanking a fellow out of a quicksand, to tying up a bad man who had escaped from the penitentiary, you'll all agree with me that it's been one of the best investments we ever made."
Kenneth's first act after hearing the alarm was to awake Joe, This he did by the simple expedient of yanking the bedclothes away from him and yelling "Fire!" at the top of his lungs. Then, stumbling over the chairs, he groped his way to the hall door and opened it. The corridor was already filled with excitement and confusion.
As tomboyishly as a miniature brigand she crawled forward again into the meager square of lantern-tinted earth and, yanking a revolver out of one boot-leg and a pair of scissors from the other, settled herself with unassailable girlishness to jab the delicate scissors-points into the stubborn tin top of the meat jar.
In the meantime Simba, with great enthusiasm, continued his drill of the askaris. Kingozi gave them an hour early in the day. They developed rapidly from wild trigger yanking. An allowance of two cartridges apiece proved them no great marksmen, but at least steady on discharge. The "business conversation" Kingozi projected with the Leopard Woman did not take place until late in the week.
He glanced down at the cowering form of Alf Drew. "So you've got the 'makings, have you?" Reade demanded, seizing Alf by the collar and yanking him up to his feet. Paper and tobacco fell from young Drew's nerveless grasp to the ground. "You made me drop the makings of a good one," whined Alf resentfully. "You didn't have that stuff two hours ago. Where did you get it?" Reade demanded.
But she couldn't have forced herself to do it slowly. The armor suit slammed at a slant into a piled, writhing, burning hardness of plasmoid bodies, bounced upward. She went over and over, yanking down all the way on the flight controls. She closed her eyes for a moment.
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