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He had been struck by her pistol, which Pete had flung with all his might. The next moment with an exultant cry the man sprang from his horse upon the prostrate Pratt. "Get off him! Go away!" cried Frances, pulling Molly around. But the brush was too thick, and the pinto got tangled up in it. Fearful for Pratt's safety, and never thinking of her own, the girl sprang from the saddle and ran back.

If Pinto Silva had a hobby, it was the Orpheum Theatre. The Orpheum had been in low water and had come into the market at a moment when theatrical managers and proprietors were singularly unenterprising and money was short. Pinto had bought the property for a song, and had converted his purchase into a moderate success.

She sent the children for him; she was taken suddenly ill; she discovered that the corral gate was open and his cream-colored pinto, dearest to his heart, was running loose; she even set her cottage on fire. One Sunday evening just before twilight Hare was sitting on the porch with August Naab and Dave, when their talk was interrupted by Snap's loud calling for his wife.

"I'll not need him any more," her lips quivered, and Bill coughed and spat into the next room, "and besides, I want to give something I like. And Bill will sell him for me!" "Well," said Bill, slowly, "now come to think, it'll be purty hard to sell that there pinto."

He saw the figure duck, heard the crash of broken glass, and then Jack o' Judgment vanished. In a rage which was three parts terror, he sprang through the open French windows on to the terrace in time to see a dark figure drop over the balustrade and fly across the park. Pinto leapt the parapet and was following swiftly in its wake.

When he reappeared, he was leading Midget, a little silverpoint runt of a Klamath Indian pony, and Moses, a sturdy pinto cayuse from the cattle ranges over in Trinity County. "I'll have to ride with you," he announced. "Can't let a tenderfoot like you go out alone on Midget."

"Don Cazar, he has offered money—a hundred dollars in goldto have off the Range that killer pinto stud. But that one, he is like the Apache; he is not to be caught." "Can’t someone pick him off with a rifle?" "Perhaps. Only that has also been tried several times, señor. My father, he thought he had killed him only two months ago.

In a clump of willows lay another body, that of a pinto pony, hardly cold, while the soft, sandy shores were cut by dozens of hoof tracks shoeless. The tracks of the mules and wagon lay straight away across the stream bed up the opposite bank and out on the northward-sweeping bench beyond.

He's an ornery cuss, he'd appreciate it all right, that old mule. But Doc, what's eatin' you?" "Oh, nothing, Billy, except that I'm an ass, an infernal ass." "An ass, eh? Then I guess I couldn't give you no satisfaction. You better try that mule." "Well, Billy, the horses at two," said the doctor briskly, "the broncho and that dandy little pinto." "All serene, Doc. Hope you'll have a good time.

Parke also speaks of a Mrs. Pinto, "the once celebrated Miss Brent, the original Mandane in Arne's Artaxerxes," who appeared in 1785 at the age of nearly seventy in Milton's Mask of Comus at a benefit for a Mr. Hull, "the respectable stage-manager of Covent Garden Theatre."