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With you an' Rose McLean an' Cole Sanborn an' I all followin' the fellow's trail, he can't double an' twist enough to make a getaway. We'll ride him down sure." "Maybe we will and maybe we won't," the oil broker replied. "I'd give odds that he goes scot free." "Then you'd lose," Kirby answered, smiling easily. Miss Phyllis Harriman had breakfasted earlier than usual.
"He's in a terrible way, David," said Dick, in explanation of his brother's attitude toward them. "You see, I'm an old hand at the business, and I advised him to talk with no one except the lawyer. It's bad policy, gabbing with everybody that comes along. Keep a close tongue in your head, that's my motto. Ernie's followin' my advice right up to the limit.
"Cap' Bagby 's assoomed command, ontil we gits resottled, an' his orders wuz thet no one wuz ter be ferried onless they hez a pass; so, ef yer set on followin' yer dad, it 's him yer must see. I guess he ain't far from the tavern."
"There was ance a great nobleman like yersel', my lord, only no sae douce an' he had a great followin', and was thoucht muckle o' in a' the country, frae John o' Groat's to the Mull o' Gallowa'. But he was terrible prood, an' thoucht naebody was to compare wi' him, nor onything 'at onybody had, to compare wi' onything 'at he had.
He always said a dog's capital was all in his reputation." "You 'll have to be dreadful careful an' not lose him," urged Mrs. Topliff. "Yes, sir; he 's a proper coon dog as ever walked the earth, but he's terrible weak-minded about followin' 'most anybody. 'Bijah used to travel off twelve or fourteen miles after him to git him back, when he wa'n't able.
A thin-lookin' man was drivin', all humped up. "Hullo, stranger," says I, "ain't you 'fraid of Injins?" "Yes," says he. "Then why are you travellin' through an Injin country all alone?" "Couldn't keep up," says he. "Can I get water here?" "I reckon," I answers. He drove up to the water trough there at Texas Pete's, me and Gentleman Tim followin' along because our trail led that way.
"Early this mornin' Bristow's oldest boy that one they call Buddy he heared a cowbell over in the swamp and so he went to look; Bristow's got cows, as you know, and one or two of 'em is belled. And he kept on followin' after the sound of it till he got way down into the thickest part of them cypress slashes that's near the middle there; and right there he run acrost it this body.
We was kinder took aback, for sartain, when Maria, her name's Maria, Tom's widder's is, when she come right in with the hull crowd followin', an' John Waters' wagon, what they come from the station in, standin' at the gate, an' all the luggage in it; an' them gentlemen was here gettin' bait an' askin' about the fishin', an' Matildy Jane she kinder flew out, an' one of the little ones was hollerin', an' it was all kinder Bedlamy.
"I picked a rocky place this side of the gully, an' cut around the north end of middle pasture, where the land slopes down a bit, an' yuh can't be seen from the south more 'n a quarter of a mile. I kept my eyes peeled, believe me! an' didn't glimpse a soul all the way. I wouldn't fret none about their followin' me here." "I reckon it is foolish," admitted Stratton.
"Well, we was followin' Sir Colin up to the belagured city when we run into the Skoonder Bag big stone walls and windys high up, and full av min, like a jail, or a big disthillery."
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