Arthur O. Friel

Name: Twenty-Four Hours — Chapter 10
Author: Arthur O. Friel

Twenty-Four Hours — Chapter 10 (1925)

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“Twenty-Four Hours — Chapter 10”, published in 1925, is a work by Arthur O. Friel. It explores elements such as Federico Gordo, Mendez and hairpins.

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Arthur O. Friel, Twenty-Four Hours — Chapter 10 (1925)

“ KELLY worked with speed. Up the hill, men were beginning to come toward the port. Mendez, seeing the hurried priming of the engine, stiffened suspiciously, slipping a hand to his revolver; then, recalling that the boat was roped to the shore, hesitated. Up forward, with heart beating like a trip-hammer, Jean managed to continue her toilet with every appearance of unconcern. Hart, getting his hand on the steering-wheel, turned the rudder hard to starboard and held it so. ”

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Arthur O. Friel, Twenty-Four Hours — Chapter 10 (1925)

“ And while you are walking back to the town, teniente, meditate on the fact that a hairpin can sometimes give a man an unexpected shock. Tell the general about that; and tell him to beware of hairpins and of those who use them. Adios!”
With a mirthful gurgle of the exhaust, the launch backed, swung, and sped away. Mendez hissed something under his breath and, red-faced, turned to his hot, hard tramp along the shore. ”

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Arthur O. Friel, Twenty-Four Hours — Chapter 10 (1925)

“ The trio in the boat tensed and crouched; then, as more bullets skittered astern, relaxed. They were out of range.
“Jest another o' them salutes that these guys seem so fond of,” grinned Kelly. “Too bad our rifles are back there, or we might give 'em many happy returns o' the day. But all we've got is this guy's popgun, and— Aw, wal, we're through with all that kind o' rough stuff, ain't we, Hart? Peaceable sailormen, that's us.” ”

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Arthur O. Friel, Twenty-Four Hours — Chapter 10 (1925)

“ The launch sheered away from the bank.
“Down, Jean!” snapped Hart. She slid from seat to floor.
“Kick this guy!” panted Kelly. “Make it snappy!”
Hart shot a hard toe under the ear of Mendez, who went limp. Kelly released his wrists, disarmed him, and scrambled up.
“Stop it!” he bawled in Spanish. “Stop the engine! It is running backward! The boat will blow up! Maldito! We shall be killed!”
The yell was for the benefit of the astounded sentinels, whose rifles had automatically leaped up, but who stared along the barrels in indecision. ”

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Arthur O. Friel, Twenty-Four Hours — Chapter 10 (1925)

“ You may walk unattended among the men of Federico Gordo without the slightest fear. Any man of mine who so much as speaks disrespectfully to you shall answer to me, and well they know it! Indeed you may go to the boat. ”

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Arthur O. Friel, Twenty-Four Hours — Chapter 10 (1925)

“ As he took it away, Kelly surreptitiously threw over the switch. At the responding buzz both voiced exultant exclamations.
“One of those simple things of which a man seldom thinks,” Hart told the mystified Mendez. “No doubt you have heard of it, teniente, but forgotten it, as we did. The radioactivity of the sun and the electricity of the hair combine in a loop of wire to break up static.”
“Oh my Gawd!” breathed Kelly. “That's a hot one!”
“Uh—ah—why, yes, certainly, capitân! Stupid that we are! And now, vâlgame, at last the sweetch is in order, yes? And the boat will run?” ”

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Arthur O. Friel, Twenty-Four Hours — Chapter 10 (1925)

“ And, peering slyly into a bat-befouled belfry of the town church, it spied something which, had he known of it, would have caused that black ant instantly to turn back and invade that respected edifice with naked steel. ”

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Arthur O. Friel, Twenty-Four Hours — Chapter 10 (1925)

“ And then, lying back with the wind rushing through her hair, she laughed in joyous abandon.
“Jest like takin' candy away from a kid, wasn't it, hey?” gurgled Kelly. “And all the kink's hosses and all the kink's men can't never catch up with us three again. Sure, I'm a pote. But what'll we do with this?” He nodded toward the supine Mendez. “It's kind of under foot, and we don't need it. Will we drop it overboard?”
“Oh, no,” dissented Hart. “Why be ungrateful? ”

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