His mouth, through the dust and the dirt caked around it, looked like a rain gully in a sand-bank.

And, occasional, he crowed, hoarse but vainglorious.
"'Did you see me ?' he barked.

'Did you notice me lick him?
He'll laugh at me, will he ?--him and his one-horse tin cart! Ho! HO! Why, you'd think he was settin' down to rest! I've got him where I want him now! Ho, ho! Say, Henrietta, did you go swift as you--?
Land sakes! Mr.
Bradbury, I forgot all about you.

And I--I guess we must have got a good ways past the doctor's place.' "Bradbury said never mind.

He felt much better, and he cal'lated he'd do till we fetched the Old Home dock.