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This piece o' paper 't ain't Frank's. I knows he hedn't a scrap about him. No. Thar's the scent o' a woman on it, sure; an' whar thar's a woman Frank Hamersley ain't likely to be let die o' sturvashun. He air too good-lookin' for that. Wall I reck'n it's all right an' thar ain't no more need for me to hurry.
And they train them, and pet them, and learn them tricks, and they get to be as sociable as flies. But you got to play music to them. You got anything to play music on?" "I ain' got nuffn but a coase comb en a piece o' paper, en a juice-harp; but I reck'n dey wouldn' take no stock in a juice-harp." "Yes they would. THEY don't care what kind of music 'tis.
But there was no time to lose; every moment gained, added to their chance of safety. "Are those horses tied there by the blacksmith's shop?" he asked, pointing. The negro stared in the direction indicated, confused by the shadows thrown by the dim lights. "I reck'n dey am, Massa Jack; I done make out fo'." "Then two of them must belong to us; come on, boy."
"Now!" he said, springing to his feet, after he had completed his Homeric repast, "this chile feels strong enuf to face the devil hisself, an' tharfor he needn't be backward 'bout the encounterin' o' a angel. So hyar goes to find out Frank Hamersley, an' how he's farin'. Anyhow, I'll take the deer along in case thar mout be a scarcity o' eetables, though I reck'n thar's no fear o' that.
I reck'n I ain't quite forgot how: though I am bamfoozled a bit by these hyar parairies consarn them! Ah! them woods, capt'n! it diz one good to look at 'em!" The eyes of the young hunter sparkled with enthusiasm as he spoke. It was a real forest that was before us a large tract covered with gigantic cotton-wood trees, and the only thing deserving the name of forest we had seen for many days.
One of them, below Owensboro, who kept us company for a mile or two down stream, declared that at this stage of the water he made forty and fifty dollars a week, "'n' I reck'n I ote to be contint."
'Ay, returned the man, 'it's somebody lookin' like a lord, and has a small friend wi' shockin' old hat, and I see ye come out o' the Green Drag'n this mornin' I don't reck'n there's e'er a mistaak, but I likes to make cock sure. Be you been to Poortigal, sir? 'Yes, answered Evan, 'I have been to Poortigal.
"I reck'n they've took a couple o' million off of him since Christmas," he said, returning to the subject which he could not leave. "And I got to get it back for him." "Indeed?" said Cherry ironically. "'Ow? Tellin' lies and gettin' paid for 'em?" Albert opened the door of a loose-box and pointed dramatically. Cherry stared at the brown horse within.
I could have no influence over the guard or Perkins either. Oh! OH! Mad Whately, you'll end by making me loathe you. To think of employing that treacherous wretch!" "Dat's des w'at I feard on, Miss Lou. Reck'n yo' cousin en Perkins projeckin' some debil trick." "You say my cousin has charge of the prisoners?" "Yassum. I yeared 'im gib de orders 'bout um, but I too fur off ter year w'at he say."
The rain stormed at them from above; spat at them from the rock-face; and leapt up at them from their feet. Once they halted for a moment, finding a miserable shelter in a crevice of the rock. "It's a Black Killer's night," panted the Master. "I reck'n he's oot." "Ay," the boy gasped, "reck'n he is." Up and up they climbed through the blackness, blind and buffeted.
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