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Chester, will you come with me and see what they are doing? Sir Charles is no use. Do you think there is any danger?" "There's two police," said the old man, "an' him that lives at Sallust's dar'd them stop him. They're lookin' on. An' there's a parson among 'em. I see him pullin' away at the wall with his own han's." "I will go and see the fun," said Chester. Lady Brandon hesitated.
Look at him, here, caperin' an' crackin' his fingers afore me, an' pullin' me out to dance!" "Och, och, murdher alive," exclaimed the good man out of breath, "I seen the day, any way! An', maybe, could show a step or two yet, if I was well fixed. You can't forget ould times, Alley? Eh, you thief?"
That pullin' fodder ez I hev got ter do sets mighty heavy on my stomach." "Tim an' yer dad ALWAYS pulls the fodder an' sech I knows ez that air a true word," said Birt, bluntly.
One or two gives him the merry hail and asks where the Class of 1910 is holdin' the banquet. He'd done nearly five blocks before a flatfoot steps out of a doorway and waves a nightstick at him. "Hey, whaddye mean, pullin' that hick stuff?" demands the cop. "Sir!" says Barry, wavin' him off dignified. Then I mixes in. "It's perfectly all right, officer," says I. "I know him."
Now I didn't know who he was, visitor or friend or relation of yours, though I seen he was a Mormon all over, an' I couldn't get serious about shootin'. So I winged him put a bullet through his arm as he was pullin' at his gun. An' he dropped the gun there, an' a little blood. I told him he'd introduced himself sufficient, an' to please move out of my vicinity. An' he went."
The feller that sets out to do me has got to have a better make up than that, you bet your life. 'Well, see here, King Sol; can you run a gasoline launch? "'Why, yes, I guess I can run 'most any of the everyday kinds, says I, pullin' thoughtful at my own chin whiskers. This fat man had got me interested. He was so polite and folksy in his remarks.
Thatcher," she said, leaning her elbows on the bar and cupping her chin in her hands. Her face was bright with its tender, Puckish look. "He's too cute. He can take sugar out of my apron pocket. And he'll shake hands. I'd just love you to see him. Will you be here to-morrow afternoon?" "No, ma'am. I'm pullin' out about sunup. Round the time you tumble into bed. Got to make The Hill."
But he continued dreamily, "There would have to be considerable wire-pullin'." "Where would the wires be?" says I sternly. "And who would pull 'em?" "Oh, most anywhere!" says he, lookin' dreamily up onto the kitchen ceilin', as if wires wus liable to be let down anywhere through the plasterin'. Says I, "Should you have to go to pullin' wires?" "Of course I should," says he.
I hev got ter do my sheer o' work at home; we ain't through pullin' fodder off'n our late corn yit." Birt looked at him in silent surprise. Nate was older than his friend by several years. He was of an unruly and insubordinate temper, and did as little work as he pleased at home. He often remarked that he would like to see who could make him do what he had no mind to do.
When it was pitch-black we cast off the lines, an' she drifted out on the ebb tide, which just there runs easy a knot an' a half. Then we got up our headsails so as to get steerage-way on her, and bless my soul if the blocks made a creak! Might have been pullin' silk thread through a fur mitten, for all the noise.
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