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Then, on making one of his habitual observations of the upper air, he discovered a moving speck that he soon decided must be a plane heading in his direction. At first Perk fancied it must be Jack on his way back, but later on he realized the air craft bore a great resemblance to the Curtiss-Robin boat which they had figured belonged to the Hun pilot, Oscar Gleeb. "Je-ru-salem crickets!"
"Je-ru-salem crickets! I kinder guess now you've got somethin' danglin' back o' them words old hoss," broke out the newly interested Perk, showing considerable animation. He was used to most of Jack's habits and could in many instances tell that something lay hidden back of his word something of a character to promise great happenings when followed to a finish.
Now, though he bitterly cursed himself for his neglect, that did no good. The fact remained, there was no water. "Scant pint, maybe!" said he. "And I've got to have a gallon, at the very least. To say nothing of drink for two people! And the horde, there, camping round the spring. Je-ru-salem!"
"Well," she laughed, "Roy's good at making sacrifices." "Je-ru-salem!" said Pee-wee, shaking his head almost incredulously at the idea of such good fortune; "that'll be some trip. But you know what they say, and it's true I got to admit it's true that two's a company, three's a crowd." "It wouldn't be three," laughed Mary; "it would only be two and a half."
"Je-ru-salem!" exclaimed Barker, as he insisted on shaking hands with each of the persons named; "seems to me that at last the great ambition of my life is bein' gratified by my gettin' on intimate terms with the nobs. Quite a distinguished comp'ny, I'm sure. And you, sir, I presume, are Lord Elphinstone?"
When the engineer blew the whistle which the convict had heard with such satisfaction and Pee-wee with such dread, it was by way of warning two dark figures which were about to cross the tracks. Something bright which they carried shone in the glare of the headlight. "Here comes a freight," said Tom. "Let it come, I can't stop it," said Roy. "Je-ru-salem, this can is heavy."
"You?" said Blake incredulously. "Yes, me. When it comes to applying what's in the books, I'm not so worse. You know that, Tommy. But this proposition Only available dam site is across a stretch of bottomless bog, yet it's got to hold a sixty-five foot head of water." "Je-ru-salem!" whistled Blake. "Say, you've sure got to give me a shy at that, Grif. It can't be worked out that's a cinch.
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