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I'll be up to-night before dark, an' if I don't fetch you a letter it'll be because I can't persuade Collie to write." "Pard, if you bring me a letter I'll obey you I'll lie still I'll sleep I'll stand anything." "Ahuh! Then I'll fetch one," replied Wade, as he took the little book and deposited it in his pocket. "Good-by, now, an' think of your good news that come with the snow."
"Ahuh!" Pepper cleared his throat. "Forgive this, boy.... Is it also true you were engaged to marry that Helen Wrapp and she threw you down, while you were over there?" "Yes, that's perfectly true," replied Lane, soberly. "God, I guess maybe the soldier wasn't up against it!" ejaculated Pepper, with a gesture of mingled awe and wonder and scorn.
Old Belllounds braced his huge shoulders against the wall in the attitude of a man driven to his last stand. "Ahuh!" he rolled, sonorously. "So hyar you are again?... Wal, tell your worst, Hell-Bent Wade, an' let's have an end to your croakin'." Belllounds had fortified himself, not with convictions or with illusions, but with the last desperate courage of a man true to himself.
"Yes he did," she murmured, tremulously. "Ahuh! Wal, thet accounts," replied Isbel, wonderingly. "Too bad! ... It might have been.... A man always sees different when he's dyin'.... If I had my life to live over again! ... My poor kids deserted in their babyhood ruined for life! All for nothin'.... May God forgive " Then he choked and whispered for water.
"I reckon he's all shot up if my eyes didn't fool me." "Where is he?" yelled Colter. "Jim he's layin' up in the bushes round thet bluff. I didn't wait to see how he was hurt. But he shore stopped some lead. An' he flopped like a chicken with its haid cut off." "Where's Antonio?" "He run like the greaser he is," declared Springer, disgustedly. "Ahuh!
And the left front track had been made by a shoe crudely triangular in shape, identical with that peculiar to Wilson Moore's horse. "Ahuh!" muttered Wade, in greeting to what he had expected to see. "Well, Buster Jack, it's a plain trail now damn your crooked soul!" The hunter took up that trail, and he followed it into the woods. There he hesitated.
I wish she could know," muttered Pan. "Was he drunk?" queried Blinky, in a hoarse whisper. "Shore funny fer a sober man." "He didn't breathe like he was drunk," replied Pan. "But he flabbergasted me. Found him asleep! And he never said a darned word... Blink, it sticks in my craw. Reckon he didn't want to leave that nice warm bed." "Ahuh!
A narrow valley, almost hidden, gleamed yellow in the sunlight. At the edge of this valley a faint column of blue smoke curled upward. "Ahuh!" muttered the hunter, as he looked. The hound whined and pushed a cool nose into Wade's hand. Then Wade resumed his noiseless and stealthy course through the woods.
I'd like you to tell him that the rustlers were more to blame than Wils Moore. Just say that an' nothin' else about Wils. Don't mention about your suspectin' there was another man around when the fight come off.... Tell the cowboys that I'll be down in a few days. An' if you happen to get a chance for a word alone with Miss Collie, just say I'm not bad hurt an' that all will be well." "Ahuh!"
Wal, if you ain't pretty, then my eyes are pore!" "It's cold, dad," she replied, "and the wind stings. But I didn't ride fast nor far.... I've been up to see Wilson Moore." "Ahuh! Wal, how's the boy?" asked Belllounds, gruffly. "He said he was all right, but but I guess that's not so," responded Columbine. "Any friends lookin' after him?" "Oh yes he must have friends the Andrewses and others.