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"Well, Cunnel," said the boy, half ready to blubber, "the b'ah was faihly a-chawin' ol' Fly up. He wus right at me, an' I ran up close so's not to hurt ol' Fly, and I done shot him." "That's all right," said Colonel Blount. "How about the rest?" "Well, sah, I had the b'ah mos' skinned, when up comes Mr. 'Cherd. 'That's my b'ah, said he.
'A game fellow, said the officer, wiping the perspiration from his brow, 'and strong as a bear, but I've tackled as tough hands as him in my day, and so has poor Bill Maddox there. I hope the Earl will settle a good pension on his widow it will be sad news for her and her four poor children: stone dead. He took the famous highwayman, Jack Blount summut in this way, five years ago.
He's in the building, somewheres, and your office being lighted, we thought maybe you'd " Blount threw the door wide. "You can see for yourselves," he said. "Would you like to come in and look around?" "Sure not; your word's as good as the search, Mr. Blount. 'Twas only on the chance that he might have faked an excuse and ducked in on you to be out of reach."
Although I had many friends, I had few intimates indeed, to no one did I confide the story of my being discovered at sea in a boat with my sister; and I was supposed to be the nephew of Sir Charles Plowden. Among the boys I liked best, was one called Walter Blount.
"She has two eyes, and a very remarkable nose," says Miss Blount, with a nod. "Celestial or Roman?" demands Roger, lazily. By this time he and Dicky are mounting the stone steps of the balcony, and discovery is imminent. "I think it is a little unfair," murmurs Portia, in a low whisper, who is, however, consumed with laughter.
That plan, the sole motive which could have kept him at that time in that certain locality, was to speak alone with Miss Lady. Even thus favored by circumstances, he found this purpose difficult to accomplish. Now it was Colonel Blount who passed moodily across the yard; or it was Mrs. Ellison who accosted him just as he started to follow the young girl down the hall or out on the gallery.
It was John Eddring, attorney for the defense in the case of the state against Calvin Blount, charged with murder. His voice, clean-cut, eager, incisive, reached every corner of the room. His gestures were few and downright. He was swept forward by his own convictions of the truth. Eddring was approaching the conclusion of the argument which he had begun the previous day.
She may have been right by you right there at the train for all I know; and I reckon like enough that's just how it happened." "Where's Decherd?" "I don't know gone somewhere. He didn't go with her." "But Mrs. Ellison?" "She's not gone," said Blount, grimly, "but she's going. I don't count her in any more. Here's the key to Mrs. Ellison's room. It's better she shouldn't see any one this morning."
You make it possible for us to live and sell lumber, and we do what we can to make it easy for your railroad to get its 'square deal' from a pie-cutting legislature. That's the whole thing in a nutshell." "One more question," snapped Blount, striving to fix the roving gaze of the hawk-like eyes. "With whom did you make this arrangement two years ago?"
"Twenty twenty eye-glances she sent! and I told her all how thou wert a brave soldier, and a But for God's sake, get off Tressilian!" "I will I will," said Blount; "but methinks this court-haunting is no such bad pastime, after all. We shall rise by it, Walter, my brave lad. Thou saidst I was a good soldier, and a what besides, dearest Walter?" "An all unutterable-codshead.
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