45 from his belt so that he wouldnt lose it and set out at a dead run.
45从他的腰带上, 这样他就不会丢失它, 然后就开始狂奔。
你当像鸟飞往你的山
Before I could get my bearings, Bud took off at a dead run straight up a ravine, bucking now and then but running, always running. My foot slipped through a stirrup up to my calf.
My horse is nearly dead — all the way up here at a dead run — and like a fool I went out of the house today like a bat out of hell without a coat or hat or a cent of money.
Dead Run is the third book by mother and daughter authors P. J. Tracy. It follows on from their first and second books, Want to Play? and Live Bait and has the same principal characters.