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"White men fonny," said Bela, rolling her strips of cotton. "Funny!" repeated Sam. "How about you? Hanged if you're not the strangest thing I ever came across." Obviously this did not displease her. She merely shrugged. He forgot some of his self-consciousness in his curiosity. "Where do you come from?" he asked, drawing nearer. "Where do you go to?" "You wonderful creature!" his eyes added.
"You got hair grow on your chin, too? That is fonny thing. Ot'er day I watch the curly-head one scrape his face. He not see me. What for you want scrape your face?" Sam blushed. "Oh, it looks like a hobo if you don't," he stammered. She repeated the word with a comical face. "What is hobo?" "Oh, a tramp, a loafer, a bum." "I on'erstan'," she said. "We got hoboes, too.
"That will be easier, of course. What did you say is your whole name?" "Kirk Anthony." "Keerk! It has a fonny sound, has it not?" "I never noticed it. And yours?" "Do you speak Spanish?" She regarded him curiously. "Not a word." "My name is Chiquita." He repeated it after her. "It's pretty. What is your last name?" "That is it.
As Doret's fingers sank deeper into his flesh the man's anger rose; he undertook to shake off the unwelcome grasp. "You leggo! You mind your own business " "Dis goin' be my biznesse," 'Poleon announced. "Dere's somet'ing fonny 'bout dis " "Don't get funny with me. I got as much right to her as you have " 'Poleon jerked the man off his feet, then flung him aside as if he were unclean.
"Lunch is ready," she said. "We've been expecting you for quite a while." "Ba Gar! Dat's fonny t'ing for sure," said Poleon. "Who tol' you 'bout dis strike eh?" "Mother; I made her," the girl answered. "Take off your packs and come in," Burrell invited, but Stark strode forward. "Hold on a minute. This don't look good to me. You say your mother told you.
"It's a high bar somewhere above El Dorado a mountain of pay gravel an old river-bed or something. They say it's where all the gold came from, the mother lode. You can see it right at the grass roots " 'Poleon started and his mouth opened; then he shook his head. "By Gar! Dat's fonny! I seen gravel up dere, but me I'm onlucky.
"What'll you do if he don't come at all? He can't come now, and you know it." "I tell you fonny things happens! I'll preach myself, read from the Bible, sure." "The calm oblivious tendencies of nature."
Poussette, lying crumpled up in a reclining chair, watched his new friend with dawning reason and admiration. "Fonny things happens," said he, wagging his head, "I'll go to sleep now and wake up just in time you'll see to go to church, help Mr. Ringfield take roun' the money oh I'll show you, I'll show you, Miss Cordova." "You'll show me, will you?" said the barkeeper, absently.
"Don't be mad at me," she begged, struggling with her laughter. "You so fonny, run away. Here's your breakfast. It's cold now. You can bring it to the fire." There was bread and smoked fish on the plate she was offering. Sam, though his stomach cried out, turned his back on her. "You got eat," said Bela. "Tak' it." "Not from you," he returned bitterly. There was a silence.
"Ay ban halpin' you, so don't you gat too fonny." When he had gone Jane Clayton sank down upon her berth in utter bewilderment. What was she to do? Suspicions as to the intentions of the Swede swarmed her brain. Might she not be infinitely worse off if she gave herself into his power than she already was?
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