We were pretty nervous, I can tell you, and it would have done you good to see Violet standing up and holding her breath.

Barnworth was the only chap that didn't seem flurried.

Smedley and Marky both looked blue, and poor Froggy looked as if he was going to blubber.
"My wig! Daisy, if you'd heard the yell when the beggar cleared the bar first shot! Dig and I went mad; and somebody had to clout us on the head before we could take it in that the fun wasn't over.

Of course it was not.

_Pas un morceau de il_--we'd tied them; but we'd still to lick them.
"`Bravo, Barnworth,' yells Violet.