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So he gets his pipe an' fills it with medicine tobacco an' blows a mouthful of smoke in the red-eyed pony's nose. Sech remedies don't work; that pony still limps on three laigs, draggin' the afflicted member mighty pensive. "At last the Lance gives Black Cloud a patronisin' smile an' says that his medicine'll cure the pony sound an' well while you're crackin' off a gun.
Now it was as in their youth just he and she, so close that only death could come between them. "It's a long way off," said Hiram. He would not set ringing in her ears that knell which was clanging to him its solemn, incessant, menacing "Put your house in order!" "Tell me what he said," she urged gently. "He couldn't make out exactly. The medicine'll patch me up."
Gradually Gwendolyn quieted. Then carefully, and by degrees, Jane approached the matter of medical aid in a new way. "We'll just telephone," she declared, "We wont let any old doctor come here not a bit of it. We'll ask him to send something. Is that all right. Please, darlin'." Reluctantly, Gwendolyn yielded. "The medicine'll be awful nasty," she faltered. To that Jane made no reply.
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