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And when he is well, or and when he is well, instead of /vaquero/ I will make you /mayordomo/ of the Rancho de las Piedras. /Esta bueno/?" "/Si, si mil gracias, senor/." Ylario tried to kneel upon the floor in his gratitude, but the cattleman kicked at him benevolently, growling, "None of your opery-house antics, now." Ten minutes later Ylario came from McGuire's room and stood before Raidler.
"We will shoot the perpetrators of this outrage at once. Bueno! Come with me and you shall see it with your own eyes." "No, no! You don't understand." "So? What then?" "I don't want to see any one punished. I merely want your government to pay me for my cattle." Alaire laughed nervously. "Ah! But a lady of refinement should not discuss such a miserable business. It is a matter for men.
You no call Good Indian, you call Grant. Grant bueno. Heap bueno all time. No drunk, no yell, no shoot, mebbyso" she hesitated, knowing well the possibilities of her foster son "mebbyso catchum dog me think no catchum. Grant all same my boy. All time me likum heap bueno."
For one of them it is too late, the cock, which chances to be nearest the bushes, and who before he can lift a leg feels both embraced by something which lashes them tightly together; while at the same time something else hits him a hard heavy blow, bowling him over upon the grass, where he lies stunned and senseless. "Bueno!
Rachel mebbyso thinkum all time yo' Indian. Mebbyso thinkum be yo' squaw. Kay bueno. Yo' all time white mans. No speakum Rachel no more, yo' be friend. "Yo' speakum, me like to kill yo', mebbyso." He spoke calmly, but none the less his words carried conviction of his sincerity. Within the wikiup Good Indian heard a smothered sob. He listened, heard it again, and looked challengingly at Peppajee.
At other times he would imagine we were hunting the wary and elusive pitta, and would start up crying, "Ah! el tinkalu, it is there! por Deos, shoot, my English, shoot!" or he would imagine we were after butterflies, and would cry out, "Caramba, mariposa azul muy grande, muy bueno, bueno!"
Only believe me. I always have and always will love Buelna. I swear it. I can stop this yet; only once let me reach her in time. Trust me. Ah, for this once trust me, you who have known me since I was a lad." He held out his hand. The other for a moment hesitated, then impulsively clasped it in his own. "Bueno, I trust you then. Yet I warn you not to fool me twice." "Good," returned Felipe.
"We got enough!" they yelped. "Don't shoot!" Kid Wolf lashed out at Blacksnake, who was rushing him again. The short, powerful blow to the jaw sent the leader down for good. He rolled over, stunned. "Bueno." The Texan smiled. "Keep yo' hands right theah, please, caballeros." Before the powder fumes had cleared away, he had liberated Lefty and Red with quick strokes of his bowie.
"He is worthless!" he declared. "I give him a trial bueno, but he is worthless. Milord will pardon me, he is English. And the English are no good for work no good at all." "Oh, rotten to the core!" agreed Saltash, with a humorous lift of the brows. "But you needn't murder him for that, Antonio. It's his misfortune not his fault."
That girl send one letter, say all time got nobody. Me want one girl. Me send one letter, tell that girl come, be all time my girl. Five days ago, that girl come. Her heap glad; boys all time heap glad, my man heap glad. Bueno. Mebbyso you glad me have one girl." Not that their approval was necessary, or even of much importance; but Phoebe was accustomed to treat them like spoiled children.
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