I'll be alongside in a shake.

Git dap, January!" Ellery waded back to meet this welcome arrival.

The horse plunged into the next channel, surged through it, and emerged dripping.

The driver pulled the animal into a walk.
"Say," he cried, "I'm cruisin' your way; better get aboard, hadn't you?
There's kind of a heavy dew this mornin'.

Whoa, Bill!" "Bill" or "January" stopped with apparent willingness.