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"Guess we can spare us some time to bed him down proper on th' right range. Maybeso you'll find them in theah as leery of strangers as a rustler of the sheriff "
"This is Lake Athabasca?" he asked. "Oui, M'sieu Thompson," Mike Breyette answered from the bow, without turning his head. "Dees de lak." "How much longer will it take us to reach Port Pachugan?" Thompson made further inquiry. "Bout two-three hour, maybeso," Breyette responded.
But if it's humanly possible, I'll bring the fleet here to free you." "Us know will be hard, that maybeso it never come we be free," the Guddu said. "But us know you are only hope. So us help you all us can. Guddu in mines try get more rock out as you say. But Guddu who help humans build big egg you call 'ships' do most. Each day some of they find way break something, do wrong thing.
"You know who I mean, Bob. And I'm not going to have him put in danger on our account," she added with naïve dogmatism. "Joy's right. She's sure right," admitted Crawford. "Maybeso." Hart fell into his humorous drawl. "How do you aim to get him to Spring Valley? You goin' to have him hawg-tied and shipped as freight?" "I'll talk to him. I'll tell him he must go."
She's as straight a girl as ever lived," answered Yeager in perfectly good English. Holcomb sat up straight. "Turn round, my man," he ordered crisply. The range-rider did as he was told. The light, blue-gray eyes of the officer bored into his. "You're no Mexican," charged the Texan. "No. Arizona is where I hang up my hat." "What are you, then? A spy?" "I reckon, maybeso."
Had he better join Sweeney's posse and patrol the desert? Or would he help more by pushing straight into the hills? Dingwell rode up and looked around in surprise. "What's the stir, son?" His partner told him what he had heard and what he suspected. Before he answered, Dave chewed a meditative cud. "Maybeso you're right and maybe 'way off. Say you're wrong. Say Meldrum has nothing to do with this.
If it ain't the Big Mogul himself and wantin' to know if I've got permission to travel off the reservation." Macdonald laughed tolerantly. He had that large poise which is not disturbed by the sand stings of life. "I reckon you travel where you want to, Gid, same as I do." "Maybeso. I shouldn't wonder if you'd find out quite soon enough what I'm doing here.
And in two minutes more they had dragged out on the floor that fine chunk of molded glass that had cost me fifty dollars to have shipped down from Frisco. "'Ice-y? says the fellow that played me the dishonourable trick; 'verree warm ice-y. Yes. The day is that hot, señor. Yes. Maybeso it is of desirableness to leave him out to get the cool. Yes. "'Yes, says I, 'yes, for I knew they had me.
"Led, him come back some more. Led, him boss now!" He stood grinning in slant eyed cunning at the closed door. "Garth him all same go bye-bye now, maybeso?" He pondered the question, with his evil featured head cocked to one side. Then his grin became more profoundly Chinese, more radiantly joyful. "All same hell pop all time now."
"I no hurt-y you, Senorita," he said. "You bet you won't," answered the Queen, shaking back one finished, massive plait. "But don't you think you'd better move on?" "Not hurt-y you no. But maybeso take one /beso/ one li'l kees, you call him." The man smiled again, and set his foot to ascend the slope. Alvarita leaned swiftly and picked up a stone the size of a cocoanut.
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