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He was doing the one thing that it was possible for him to do in the circumstances to get money enough to go outside. "Slim" had brought a collection of traps down the river from Meadows, and Bruce had set these out. So far he had been rather lucky and the pile of skins in the corner was growing lynx, cougar, marten, mink but it still was not high enough.
All of us studied it, because there's a 100,000 I. P. dollar reward out. You were a slim lad then, not the fuzzy bear you are now. How would you like to go in to Tarog with me? They seem to have us licked now but did you ever hear that the I. F. P. is most dangerous when it's been thoroughly licked?" "I don't know I'm used to the solitude," Tuman demurred. "In the city I'd be lost."
Silence fell, broken only by the thud of hoofs and the heavy breathing of the two horses. Bud's slim, lithe figure had slumped a little in the saddle, and his eyes were fixed unseeingly on the wide, flat sweep of prairie unfolding before them, dim and mysterious under the brilliant stars.
"Tell me," she said steadily, but it was fear that stilled her voice. She laid one slim hand on the table, bearing down on the points of her fingers until the nails whitened, but her head was high and her eyes met his, straight, unwavering. "I I knew it," she said; "I understood there was something. If it is trouble and I see it is bring it to me.
There was rapture in being so crushed. Little, fair-haired, slim, and slender men loved to torment women; they could only reign over poor, weak creatures; it pleased them to have some ground for believing that they were men. The tyranny of love was their one chance of asserting their power. She did not know why she had put herself at the mercy of fair hair.
Hearing the sound of her name, the lady pushed open the door and entered a graceful, stately figure clothed all in black; her beautiful face worn and pale, and trouble lurking in the depths of her hazel eyes; yet calm and serene and noble of aspect as she moved forward and held out a slim white hand to the patient. "You are better, Monsieur?" she asked, in her full, rich tones.
Twenty years have passed since you last saw Mrs. Jolliffe's tall slim figure. She is now past seventy, and can't have many mile-stones more to count on the journey that will bring her to her long home. The hair has grown white as snow, that is parted under her cap, over her shrewd, but kindly face. But her figure is still straight, and her step light and active.
And behold! a darling little fairy of about twelve or fifteen years of age, slim, and already a coquette, already a woman dressed in a long robe of shaded dark-blue china crape, covered with embroidery representing bats gray bats, black bats, golden bats. Suddenly there are steps on the stairs, the light foot steps of barefooted women pattering over the white mats.
Terry received the commission for a box of shotgun cartridges and the money to pay for them. "And the change," said Pollard liberally, "don't worry me none. Step around and make yourself to home in town. About coming back well, when I send a man into town, I figure on him making a day of it. S'long, Terry!" "Hey," called Slim, "is El Sangre gun-shy?" "I suppose so."
"Addicks an' Bowden they done the best; Abel an' me we had but a slim fare. We went out 'arly, but not so 'arly as sometimes; looked like a poor mornin'. I got nine haddick, all small, and seven fish; the rest on 'em got more fish than haddick. Well, I don't expect they feel like bitin' every day; we l'arn to humor 'em a little, an' let 'em have their way 'bout it.
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