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Estelle, she come down stairs looking like she was the perfessor's big brother. I found out later she was his old maid sister. She wasn't no spring chicken, Estelle wasn't, and they was a continuous grin on her face. I figgered it must of froze there years and years ago.
I jest hed to set an' read till my back ached, and my eyes swum. I never read so much in my whole borned days t' oncet; an' I've done a good bit o' readin' in my time, too, what with nursin' her an' bein' companion to a perfessor's invaleed daughter one summer.
"Cut us open, you derned fool!" Dan retorted savagely: "Now ye're so near yer end, I'd go easy with sech talk, if I was you." "I beg yer pardon," said Pete, "but I'm scairt of the Perfessor's eye. Anyways, sink or swim, I'll hev no man gittin' his knife into me." Dan sat up. "Boys," he said emphatically, "you kin do as you please, but I'm goin' to hev a las' kind word with my Mame."
He's a terrible-lookin' big monkey, next to a man. The show's closed, an' the Perfessor's' bin huntin' all over th' place after some-thin'. That's what it's his Missini' Link fer a quid." Reynolds gave further explanations, there was more excited talk, and then Watkins suggested an expedition to capture the monster. "You can bet the showman 'll be glad to pay a bit t' have him back.
The perfessor, he was woke up after all them years of scientifics, and he didn't want to see her go. "Look at him," he says, pointing to the feller with the brown beard, "he's scared stiff right now." Which I would of been scared myself if I'd a-been ketched that-a-way like Henry was, and the perfessor's voice sounding like you was chopping ice every time he spoke.
And all that nice clean dirt was throwed out in the back yard along with the unscientific dirt. One night when I've been there more'n a week, and am getting kind o' tired staying in one place so long, I don't want to go to bed after I eats, and I gets a-holt of some of the perfessor's cigars and goes into the lib'ary to see if he's got anything fit to read.
Instead o' fifty thousand genooine plunks we will now perceed to have fifty thousand dollars' worth o' fun the Perfessor's treat, gents. He will now demonstrate his get-away. He is an insect an' to the insects he goes from here. He has stung us an' it is now his turn to git stung. I have grea at pleasure in callin' upon the Perfessor."
Five minutes later they were leading their saddle- horses out of the barn. Unobserved, they mounted and took the road. "How air you two feelin'?" said Pete, as they broke into an easy "lope." "Thunder and Mars!" exclaimed Dan. "It's a doggoned fact, but I'm feeling fine." "It's the medicine," said Jimmie, athirst for more. "The Perfessor's a stem-winder, an' no mistake," said Pete.
The only oncomfortable thing about being the perfessor's guest was Miss Estelle. Soon's she found out I was a agnostic she took charge o' my intellectuals and what went into 'em, and she makes me read things and asts me about 'em, and she says she is going fur to reform me.
And all the time she's kind o' hoping mebby she will be ketched if she tries to see the kids, and she's begging off fur more time ginerally. Well, sir, I didn't blame that musician feller none when I seen her. She was a peach. And I couldn't blame her so much, neither, when I thought of Miss Estelle and all them scientifics of the perfessor's strung out fur years and years world without end.
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