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Updated: May 14, 2025
But they went zip! like that! Never saw 'em no more, and nothin' come of it.... Best to keep your mouth shut, mate. In this 'ere place, any'ow." "Oh," said Cleek off-handedly, "I'm not one to blab. You needn't be afraid o' that. By the way, who's the chap with the black mustache a-stragglin' all over 'is fyce? An' the narsty eye? Saw 'im with Borkins, the man wot engaged me night before last."
As I had hoped, there were they, those black but friendly faces, every one of them. Old Zip, and Aunt Chloe, and the little Chloe; Hannibal, the new coachman, and Caesar and Pompey, and all, all on their way to the dreaded mart. I had halted a second or two before approaching them. The light was in my favour, and I saw them before discovering my presence.
"O, papa!" she screamed; "O, mamma! O, Prudy! can't you come? I don't want to drown, and not have you drown, Prudy. Can't you come, somebody come!" But there were no human ears near enough to hear her piteous cries. She must have drowned there is no doubt of it if Zip had not been close at hand. The moment he saw her sinking, he gave a low bark and swam after her.
He leaped out of the buggy and ran across the street, from where the sound seemed to come. As he ran the whistle was repeated loud and shrill, but no doctor could Zip see. "He must be hiding behind that thick bush in the yard," decided Zip. So he crawled under the fence and went nosing around the shrubbery, but the doctor was not there.
At any rate, the horrible faces Peter-Kins made at Zip were enough to drive a boy crazy, much less a little dog with Zip's snappy disposition, and he barked back, "Just you wait until I get hold of you again, and I'll not only snip a piece off your tail, but I'll bite the whole tail right off!" At this Peter-Kins ran his tongue out at Zip.
"Say, Zip orter sure be shot or hanged," he cried angrily, "an' this doggone claim o' mud needs to be boosted through a dogasted volcany an' blowed out the other side o' no sort o' place at all. Ther' sure ain't nuthin' worse in the world than the foolishness of a tow-headed fool." But Bill ignored the outburst. "How much gold you found?" he inquired coldly. Sandy's indignant eyes blazed. "Gold?
Presently the doctor stuck his head out of an upper window and called: "Zip, for mercy's sake, shut up! What is the matter with you?" But when in the bright moonlight he saw it was not Zip, but a strange dog instead, with Zip lying at his feet, and when he heard Zip groan, he hurriedly stepped into his bathrobe and slippers and came downstairs.
But here he did a silly thing. Instead of going off about his business, he stooped, picked up a stone and threw it at Zip, hitting him squarely on the side and hurting him dreadfully, as the stone was large and sharp. This was too much. He, Zip, would have a piece of that tramp's leg or he would know the reason why!
"It's our great-great-grandfather, and Aunt Patricia thinks a lot of that picture." "'Course I wouldn't do it," answered Stuart, taking another aim, "but I could, just as easy as nothing." Still dallying with temptation, he pointed again at the frowning eye and drew the rubber slowly back. All of a sudden, zip!
And all this time Peter-Kins kept pelting him with the eggs, which broke and ran all over his back and down into his eyes, while Polly shrieked and cried out all the names she had ever been taught without the least knowing what they meant. Every time an egg would hit Zip, she would laugh and call out, "Soak him, Jimmy!"
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