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"Then why not now?" says I. "I want to go the worst way." "But a moment ago," he protests, "you " "It's different now," says I. "There's a party on that yacht I want to get word to, Miss Hemmingway. I got to, that's all! And what's a neck more or less? I'll take the chance if you will." "By Jove!" says he. "I'll do it. Shove off. Here, stick your oar into the mud and push. That's it!
When I kem here first thar wasn't six inches o' water in the creek; out there was a heap of it over there where you see them yallowish-green patches and strips o' brush and grass; all that war water then, and all that growth hez sprung up since." Hemmingway looked around him.
Hemmingway no doubt could and can answer those questions, but he has not done so and the probabilities are that he never will. He evidently believed that to turn State's evidence would render him more culpable than to be guilty of the act which he had allowed to be committed.
"I daresay you're right," said Hemmingway cheerfully, "but I don't clearly see what the folks about here have to do with our situation just now." "You'll see," she said, with a smile of mischievous mystery. "All the same," she added, with a sudden and dangerous softness in her eyes, "I ain't sayin' that YOU ain't kinder right neither."
"All the same, Tom," she said, when they were seated and paddling off again, "you don't know HOW NEAR YOU CAME TO LOSING ME." Then she raised her beautiful eyes and looked significantly, not at HIM, but at Hemmingway. When the water was down at "Jules'" the next day, they found certain curious changes and some gold, and the secretary was able to make a favorable report.
And, anyway, I couldn't give up my real name, cause I'm travelin' incog., and me noble relatives would be shocked if they knew I was really workin'. You can call me Torchy, or Reginald, whichever you think of first, and if you be careful to say it real nice maybe I'll come." Every time I throws a jolt like that into J. Hemmingway, he looks kind of stunned and goes off to chew it over.
But when she starts castin' the cold eye at Richard Hemmingway I almost works up that guilty feelin' and wonders if maybe I ain't some to blame. "You ain't overlookin, the fact, are you, Auntie," I suggests, "that he's about 100 per cent. boy? He's full of pep and jump and go, same as Buddy, and he's just naturally got to let it out."
As a matter of fact, we are going after hidden treasure pirate gold, buried jewels, all that sort of thing." "O-o-o-oh!" coos Mrs. Mumford. "Doesn't that sound deliciously romantic?" "Quixotic if you will," says Mr. Ellins. "But Mrs. Hemmingway and myself, although we may not look it, are just that kind. We are desperate characters, if the truth must be told.
"Thanks, Mrs. Hemmingway," says I. "Maybe you'll do as much for me some time, eh?" "Why er certainly I will," says Auntie, catchin' her breath a little. I had just sense enough to let it ride at that, for you can't push a thing too far before breakfast. But I didn't mean to let this grand little idea of mine grow cold.
I reckon that's why you war so FAR OFF and DISTANT at first." Mr. Hemmingway thought this very witty, and said so. "But," he added, "when I was a little nearer a moment ago, you stopped me." "But you was moving faster than the shanty was. I reckon you don't take that gait with your lady friends at Sacramento! However, you kin talk now."
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