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It had been a great relief to Peter when he had seen Jimmy Skunk get to his feet, and he knew that Jimmy hadn't been hurt in that wild ride. Lying flat in the doorway of Johnny Chuck's old house, Peter could see all that went on without being seen himself, and he could hear all that was said.
They watched him go, each as silent as he. The coroner tried to speak, but succeeded no better than the boy himself. When the door opened under his hand, they all showed relief, but were startled back into their former attention by his turning suddenly in the doorway with this final remark: "What did you say about a bottle with a special label on it being found at our house?
It was as one might think would be the sound of a lost soul looking back at what might have been. "What the devil have you got to say about it? Who the devil are you, anyway?" roared the man from the doorway. The elevator-boy and clerk were all agog. The latter had come out of his pen and was standing behind the boy, on tiptoe, where they could get a good view of the scene.
As the governor stood in an arched doorway watching, the lengthening afternoon shadow edged along and covered the hunkered-down figure by the wall. Anse tottered to his feet, moved a few inches so that he might still be in the sunshine, and settled down again. This small exertion started a cough that threatened to tear him apart.
And as the Spae-Woman said this someone came and stood at the doorway. A girl she was and wherever the sun was it shone on her, and wherever the breeze was it rippled over her. White as the snow upon a lake frozen over was the girl, and as beautiful as flowers and as alive as birds were her eyes, while her cheeks had the red of fox-gloves and her hair was the blending of five bright soft colors.
Cheyenne made the saddle on the run, reined toward the corral, and, passing it on the run, turned in the saddle to glance back. Sneed was in the doorway. Cheyenne jerked his horse to one side and dug in the spurs. Sneed's rifle barked and a bullet whined past Cheyenne's head. He crouched in the saddle. Again a bullet whistled across the sunlit clearing. The cow-horse was going strong.
He stood looking down at his mother, till impelled by a sound in the doorway he turned and saw the children. They came forward then into the softly lighted room. "Drusilla!" Suzanna cried, going straight to the frail figure seated in the velvet chair. "You wanted to see me, didn't you?" "I did that, little girl," Drusilla answered.
Hawker after a little consideration nodded then the other nodded then they whispered together again. Something out of the common this must be, that they, not very particular in their confidences, should whisper about it. They looked up suddenly, and Lee was standing in the doorway. Hawker and he started when they saw one another, but Lee recovered himself first, and said,
"How was that?" Billy looked up expectantly, for the young man's tone was suggestive of a story yet untold. Gifford Barrett laughed. "It was very absurd, very ignominious; but the fact is, I was run into by a woman, one day in a pelting shower, and knocked heels over head off my bicycle." Sitting in the doorway, Phebe had been holding a book in her hands. Now it fell to the floor with a crash.
Maitland had to force a way through a crowded doorway, where the night-watchman was holding forth in aggrieved incoherence on the cruel treatment he had suffered at the hands of the lawbreakers. A phrase came to Maitland's ears as he shouldered through the group.
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