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Suddenly Whitey thought of the negro cook, the only other man on the place, and demanded, "Where's Slim?" "Dunno," said Injun, and followed Whitey, who shoved his feet into a pair of slippers and ran hastily from the room. The bunk house was dark, the men having put out their lanterns before they rode away. Whitey groped for matches and, finding one, lighted a lamp. Slim was nowhere to be seen.
"Fire?" she gasped. "A light behind his eyes? M'frien', are you tryin' to string me?" "What's his name?" "I dunno." "Ma'am," said Daniels, rising hastily. "Here's a dollar if you'll take me to him." "You don't need no guide," she replied. "Listen to that, will you?" And as he hearkened obediently Buck Daniels heard a strain of whistling, needle-sharp with distance. "That's him," nodded the woman.
"How come, Ronicky," he asked huskily in his astonishment, "that you got all those and ain't dead yet?" "I dunno," said the other. "I wonder a pile about that, myself. Fact is I'm a lucky gent, Bill Gregg." "They say back yonder in your country that you ain't never been beaten, Ronicky." "They sure say a lot of foolish things, just to hear themselves talk, partner.
"You only done right," said she. "I done what I knew was wrong. Now, Hattie, and you, Roweny, don't you let this spoil your trip none at all. It's once your Maw has allowed herself the privilege of being an old fool, the first time in her life. I dunno but it was worth ten dollars, at that."
Returning in less than a minute, he put his head into the doorway and addressed the astonished woman who had turned around to look after him. "Look h'yar, you Letty, I don' want to hear no sech fool talk 'bout ole miss. You dunno ole miss, nohow. You only come h'yar seben year ago when dat Plez was trottin' roun' wid nuffin but a little meal bag for clothes.
Well, how would it git you if you had a pardner that well, mebby was a girl and she got killed by a bunch of deputies jest because she was quick enough to spoil their game? Would you feel like shakin' hands with every doggone hombre you met up with, or like tellin' him to go to hell and sendin' him there if he was lookin to argue with you? I dunno.
"But in case he should come at any time, and I'm not here, you tell him all those Bumpus papers are put away in the drawer of that old chest, in the corner. I can't think what he'd do without those papers. That is," she added, "if you're here yourself." "Why shouldn't you be here?" asked Janet, rather sharply. "I dunno, I seem to have got through." She glanced helplessly around the kitchen.
"They pretty nigh wiped me out once, and if Uncle Sam ever takes to fighting them you may bet that I am in it, and won't ask for no pay." "How did it come about, Sam?" Jerry asked. "I dunno as I have ever heard you tell that story."
"Might 'ave been a stowaway, yer know," I heard Quoin, the one who had suggested it before, remark to one of the A.B's named Stubbins a short, rather surly-looking chap. "Might have been hell!" returned Stubbins. "Stowaways hain't such fools as all that." "I dunno," said the first. "I wish I 'ad arsked the Second what 'e thought about it."
And you find you can't get at me because I'm in jail, so you work out a murder mystery to get me out, and then you tackle me. You say you ain't very bright. I dunno. Maybe you ain't bright, but you're mighty different!" He paused and rubbed his forehead. "Son, I've seen pretty good men in my day, but I ain't never seen one that I cotton to like I do to you. You've saved my life.
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