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"May I replace the violets you left at the Mission?" he asked, as stepping from the car at Lotta's fountain, we lingered before the gay flower stands edging the sidewalk. Before I had a chance to reply a fragrant bunch was thrust into his hands by an urchin who announced: "Two for two-bits." "Two-bits is twenty-five cents," I interpreted, seeing the Easterner's mystified look.
For the first time since embarking upon the strange seas of advertising in his quest of the Adventure of Life, Average Jones now met the experience of grilling physical toil. All that day and all the night the two men swung at the oars; swung until every muscle in the young Easterner's back had turned to live nerve-fiber, and the flesh had begun to strip from the palms of his hands.
You are in no condition, this morning, to talk with a gentleman. However, you are my guest. Have a cigar?" The horseman's eyes twinkled. He admired the young Easterner's coolness. Not so the constable. "See here, you swindlin' tin-horn shell-shover, you cough up where Overland Red is or there'll be somethin' doin'. You doped that booze yesterday, but you can't throw no bluff like that to-day."
"There's not a man that wouldn't give up a big slice to get him for a manager," he said. "He's in right, too. He's the ace!" "Huh!" remarked Blue Jeans. Indeed, Blue Jeans baffled him. And when Devereau arrived in Estabrook on a train twenty minutes late, Blue Jeans was not there to keep the appointment which Larrabie, duly aware of the Easterner's importance, had arranged.
It's the only one here in this forsaken country. Let's pay our respects to it," Rachel urged. She was right. To an Easterner's eye it was a forsaken country.
The easterner's eye sought out several faces in the crowd near him, and when he finally caught the gaze of a certain individual who had been eyeing him inquiringly for some moments, he slowly closed an eye and moved his head slightly toward the rear of the building.
Above all he was conscious of the Easterner's superiority of language, which might turn the balance against him in the ear of Sally Fortune. He dropped the subject of the girl. "You was huntin' over on the old place on the other side of the range?" "Yes." "Pretty fair run of game?" "Rather." "I think you said something about Logan?" "Did I? I've been thinking a good deal about him.
"My dear Judge, they'll never know of it until it's too late for them to do anything if they ever know," came the easterner's words, in smooth persuasiveness. Judge Gordon brushed a hand over his eyes. "Give me a moment," he muttered. He stood for a time motionless. Then he walked across the room and opened a door and entered an inner chamber.
Towards sunset we ran up into rounded hills, where we got out at every rise in order to ease the horses, and where we hurried the old gentleman beyond the limits of his Easterner's caution at every descent. It grew dark. Dimly the road showed gray in the twilight.
The Swede said, "I saw you! I saw you!" "Well," cried Johnnie, "I'll fight any man what says I cheat!" "No, you won't," said the cowboy. "Not here." "Ah, be still, can't you?" said Scully, coming between them. The quiet was sufficient to allow the Easterner's voice to be heard. He was repealing, "Oh, wait a moment, can't you? What's the good of a fight over a game of cards? Wait a moment!"
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