“There was a Duke of Yorkshire,
He had ten thousand men;
He marched them up the hill,
And then he marched them down again.
And when they’re up, they’re up,
And when they’re down, they’re down;
And when they’re only half way up,
They’re neither up nor down.”
CHAPTER XIX
UP IN THE AIR
It was nice in there.
“This is a good place to hide after killing a bandit,” Warde Hollister said.
“Look out, you’ll strain your neck,” I said to Dorry, because he was craning his neck looking up.