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Dick Henderson is say dose Injun is Ojibway Injun Ojibway Injun two t'ousand mile wes' on Peace Reever! Dat's curi's!" "I was tell you nodder story " went on Achille, after a moment. "Never mind," interrupted the Trader. "I believe you." "Maybee," said Achille cheerfully, "you stan' some show not moche eef he sen' you out pret' queeck. Does small perdrix is yonge, an' dose duck.
He is over there at the Old Man Lak', where you can get at him easy, not like in the city where he lif'. Over in the States, he laugh mebbe, becos' he is at home, an' can buy off the law. But here it is Canadaw, an' they not care eef he have hunder' meellion dollar. He know that sure.
Kellyan paused. "I can't cover your bet, Pedro, but I'll kill your Bear for what's in the bottle." "I take you," said the sheep-herder, "eef you breeng back dose sheep dat are now starving up on de rocks of de canon of Baxstaire's." The Mexican's eyes twinkled as the white man closed on the offer.
Von Sunday night I say I go home and take my vife and my cheeldon and I go to t'eater. Ven I go to put de key into de door here comes a customer een, and I sell 'eem tventy-fife tollars feeften tollars brofit. I vould haf lostet dot feeften tollars and vat I vould haf paid to go to t'eater eef I had closed op. "'Besides, here at dis place all de family helps.
The strange Mexican was standing proudly and looking into the squinting eyes with only a grayness of face and a tigerish litheness to tell what he felt. "None go through the canyon after dark on Fridays," purred Martin. "I go tro' de canyon nex' Friday night. Eef I do, then you mak apology to me?" "I'll limit my remark to all but one Greaser." The Mexican stepped forward.
Bote she" he pointed to the little girl "komes, takes th' skole, lairns us. We bay gote to pay hair back." He shifted till he stood over the young Pole. "So eef somebodey no bay gote," he added, with a threatening note in his voice, "ay make hame." Then he sank to his seat again, having for the second time in that school-room saved her from bitter humiliation.
He had lived with "a familiar spirit" so long, he feared the issue of this next excursion into the fens of crime. Dupont was on his feet now. "He will be here only three days more I haf find it so. To-night it mus' be done. As we go I will tell you what to say. I will wait at the Forks, an' we will come back togedder. His cheque will do. Eef he gif at all, the cheque is all right.
One glance at the drawn face of the latter told him that he had not slept, but he refrained from comment on the fact, knowing well what thoughts must have made sleep impossible for him. "Have you seen anything yet, Jean?" he asked as he seated himself again. "Not yet, m'sieu," answered the trapper. "But eef Chief George did not lie we cannot miss Chigmok an zee oders."
"Why deed you not seet by the beauteeful lady you meet again one time more on the train?" "Whom do you mean?" "The friend of Señorita Badgaire. I theenk she ees so veree pretty. She ees marreed, eh?" He shrugged his shoulders. "Yes, she's married," muttered Carker. "You are sorree?" "Sorry?" "Si, señor. Eef she was not marreed, perhaps you would beside her seet."
"Don Hooaleece," said Benavides, very bright-eyed, when they had ridden a little way from camp, "how is eet to be? Eef eet is war I am wis you to ze beeg black box." "Joe," said Pete, "I've dodged and crept and slid and crawled and climbed. I've tried to go over, under, and around. Now I'm going through." They came to the copper hill before eight.
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