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Piper, says in amicable conversation with that excellent woman. The Sol's Arms does a brisk stroke of business all the morning. Even children so require sustaining under the general excitement that a pieman who has established himself for the occasion at the corner of the court says his brandy-balls go off like smoke. What time the beadle, hovering between the door of Mr.
But it was terribly hard work. He could hear Shif'less Sol's sobbing breath by his side, and he was sure that his own must have the same sound for his comrade. "At any rate one uv 'em is beat," gasped Shif'less Sol. "Only four are ban-in' on now." The ground rose a little and became rougher.
That night they must surely reach the other three, although they would enjoy the present to the full. Shif'less Sol's plastic and sensitive mind had been affected by his meeting with Henry. Despite his great confidence in the skill and strength of the young leader, he had been worried by his long absence and his meeting with him had been an immense relief.
Though he could not have claimed to serve as "First Lord of the Treasury, Lord Chief Justice, Commander-in-Chief, Lord High Admiral, Master of the Buck Hounds, Groom of the Back Stairs, Archbishop of Titipu and Lord Mayor, both acting and elect, all rolled into one," he could with entire modesty have admitted the soft impeachment of being simultaneously treasurer of Amphalula, vice-president of Hooligan Gulch and Red Water, secretary of Horse's Neck, Holy Jo, Gargoyle Extension, Cowhide Number Five, Consolidated Bimetallic, Nevada Mastodon, Leaping Frog, Orelady Mine, Why Marry and Sol's Cliff Buttress, and president of Blimp Consolidated.
"That's my bizness," answered the hostler, and tightened his clutch of Sleepy Sol's nape. "Well, you'd better not mind it," answered the young man calmly. "Let go." The hostler's thick lips emitted a disdainful laugh. "Let go, d'you hear?" repeated the young man. "I'll let go at your nose," said the hostler, clenching his knobby fist. "Very well," said the young man. "Then I'll pull yours."
Paul laughed at Shif'less Sol's tone of deep satisfaction. "Yes, it's good, Sol," he rejoined, "but it won't last. We won't have more than a day of it." The face of the shiftless one took on a look of deep disgust. "Nuthin' good never lasts more'n a day," he said, "an' ef it does last more'n a day you gen'ally git tired o' it." Adam Colfax resumed his watch of the shores.
Then the Spanish ship told Captain Sol to steer for Algiers, and she sailed away about her business. Captain Sol did as he was told and steered for Algiers. But, in the night of that day, the two mates went, while the Spanish crew weren't looking, and they set free the Englishmen and gave them a paper to sign. That paper made them Captain Sol's sailors.
It was certain that Shif'less Sol had not been feverish, or he might have lain in utter exhaustion. As long as the grass lasted, its condition, broken or swept aside, showed the trail, but when he came into the woods again it was lost. There was no grass here and the ground was too hard. Nor did the lie of the land itself offer any hint of Shif'less Sol's progress.
It was, indeed, certain that Sol's assistance would have been given under a sullen protest; even if unwilling to disappoint her, he might well have been taciturn and angry at her course. They sat in silence, and in total darkness. The road ascended an incline, the horse's tramp being still deadened by the carpet of leaves.
"Not that I have heard of, but I never see any of them, you know, except your brother." "And he is married. They told me so at the cross-roads. I can't understand why they did not let me know." "It was very sudden they went to Washington." "How queer! Who is the girl, I wonder?" "Her name was Molly Peterkin old Sol's daughter; you may remember him." She shook her head.
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