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This makes a round half dozen head your father has lost in the last month, doesn't it?" asked Bob. "Seven, all told. When Bart Heminway told me he had noticed that one of those fine yearlings seemed lame, I wondered if something wasn't going to happen to it soon. And then, when we missed it from the herd last night, I guessed what had come about.
For three days, and the greater portion of two nights, she had cried aloud to the four dumb walls of the Hat Ranch: "He didn't do it. He couldn't do it. My Bob couldn't do such a thing. It's some terrible mistake. Oh, my husband! My dear, thoughtless, impulsive husband! Oh, Bob! Bob! Come back and face them and tell them you didn't do it.
There's no use in an outsider meddling, and your anxiety for his improvement might be misunderstood. In fact, it has been seriously misunderstood." "You seem to have made up your mind about the matter," Helen remarked with a curious look. "I have. Perhaps the easiest way would be for you to give Sadie a hint." "Suppose I refuse?" "Then I shall have to talk to Bob. After all, that might be better."
That night after the chores were finished and the supper dishes were put away, his uncle and aunt adjourned to the sitting room, where Bob noticed a fine reading lamp, surrounded by magazines and farm bulletins, had been placed in the center of a large oak table. "Come into the sitting room, Bob," called his aunt, when he returned to the kitchen after doing his chores.
John did not know why the sailor had come back, never supposing that it was because he had thought better of going, and said to him privately, 'You didn't overtake her? 'I didn't try to, said Bob. 'And you are not going to? 'No; I shall let her drift. 'I am glad indeed, Bob; you have been wise, said John heartily.
Amy had already had her dinner; but she sat by him, and they talked about their friends at the Rock. "Now," he said, when he had finished, "let us have a regular council of war. It was my intention to get a passage to Malaga, if I could, because I know something of the road back from there; but I could not do that, with you." "Why not, Bob?" "Because the voyage is too long.
"I am afraid you don't know me very well, Bob." He was about to protest, but she went on, bravely, "Is it because he has quarrelled with Uncle Jethro?" "Yes," said Bob. She was making it terribly hard for him, sparing indeed neither herself nor him. "If you come here to see me, it will cause a quarrel between you and your father. I I cannot do that."
"Has it been?" There was a momentary silence. "The kid's right," exclaimed a cowman. "He cleaned up Bob fair and square. I reckon you kin go, now." "Thank you." "Hold on a minute. Not so fast, young fellow. I'm kinder curious like to know how ye put Bob over yer head like that!" asked another. "It was a simple little Japanese wrestling trick," laughed the boy. "Kin ye do that to me?"
Just awfully done up? I ought not to have let you come. It's been too hard a ride. It's all my fault," he went on, accusingly, while the Doctor nodded his head in agreement, and Sydney tried in vain to interrupt. "No, indeed, Bob, you were not to blame at all. I made you promise, and I couldn't have forgiven you or myself if I hadn't been here when "
He locked the door, and again put the key in his pocket. Bob was standing in the middle of the floor with his hat on. "Take off your hat, Master Swift, and go to your seat," said Paul.