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She turned to see Captain Obed Bangs' cheery face peering in at her. "Hello!" cried the captain, entering the room and tossing his cap on the table. "You're here, are you? I was lookin' for you and Imogene said she cal'lated you was aboard ship somewheres, but she wa'n't sartin where. I've come to get that second mate of mine.
When I've got over that, I shan't be so hurried." "But Norman will go on to something harder, I suppose." "I dare say I shall be able to do it." "Perhaps you might, but I want you to consider if you are not working beyond what can be good for anybody.
Conrad kept pressing his handkerchief to the cut in his temple, which he thought might be bleeding, and now she noticed this. "Are you hurt, Mr. Dryfoos? You look so pale." "No, it's nothing a little scratch I've got." "Indeed, you look pale. Have you a carriage? How will you get home? Will you get in here with me and let me drive you?" "No, no," said Conrad, smiling at her excitement.
Why, I've carried a bowie-knife in my bootleg ever since I was a babe in arms, you might say; but the other day I jabbed myself with it and nearly got blood-poisonin'. The very first time I ever laid eyes on this man and his wife a great misfortune overtook me, and ever since they come to Jonesville I've had a close squeeze to make a live of it.
"You told me there were millions of miles of sage just outside," she recollected. "And millions of cows and girls." "Later I told you something else," he said. "And I've been meaning it ever since. The road to the outside is closed. If I was to start now I'd lose the way." She pointed down the valley as a drove of horses moved toward them under the guidance of a dozen men.
"I wouldn't like to tell you," he said, "but I've been in some mighty- y-y funn-y-y places, where I didn't meet no beautiful young ladies like you, Miss Donnie. I ain't much of a man at handin' out compliments I never was one o' the presumin' kind but you sure do put San Pasqual on the map. Miss Donnie, you do, for a fact." Donna smiled her appreciation of Harley P.'s gallantry.
I've met that sort before, and they are sometimes nasty customers. That fellow is as strong as a horse and as quick as a cat. Meanwhile the Greek and Margaret reached a seat near the little pond and sat down. She did not know that he had watched every one of her movements with as much delight as if Psyche, made whole and alive, had been walking beside him.
I've dressed worse wounds than that in my time. By Jove, it was a miracle, though!" A sudden little gust of rage swept him. He cried out: "That confounded fool of a gardener, that one-eyed Michel, ought to be beaten to death. Why couldn't he have slipped up behind this fellow and knocked him on the head, instead of shooting him from ten paces away? The benighted idiot!
She made no direct answer, but continued to walk, saying they would go as far as the stile. "Of course I know you're fearfully vague," she presently resumed. "I wasn't vague at all. But you were in such a hurry to get away." "It doesn't signify. I've another at home." "Another summer-house?" he more lightly suggested. "A copy of Mr. Hoppus." "Mercy, how you go in for him! Fancy having two!"
"Morning, Master Fred," came from behind the hedge; and it was so sudden that the lad jumped. "You, Samson?" he cried. "Yes; I've been starting that gen'leman who come yesterday. Had to get up at four and have his horse ready. Going fishing?" "No; only for a walk." "Over to the Hall?" "Yes, Samson," replied the lad, impatiently.
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