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No words she used, no appeal she could make, would touch this man or change his intentions. "You got no right to take me there. I'm not yore slave. I want to go to Dad." "Tha's right," he mocked. "I'm yore slave, June. What's the use of fighting? I'm so set on you that one way or another I'm bound to have you." She bit her lip, to keep from weeping.

He would forget that his partner had brought him from Faraway a dog-team with which to escape, that he was supplying him with funds to carry him through the winter. He would remember only that he had balked and humiliated him. "Better get into the house the stuff from the sled," the gambler said. "And we'll rustle wood. No telling how long this storm'll last." "Tha's right," agreed West.

Seventeen is sometimes so much older than twenty. "Tha's what us D Bar Lazy R boys are ridin' with yore paw's outfit for, Miss to be handy when he needs us," Bob added in his turn. "We're sure tickled we got a chanct to go to Brad Steelman's party. I'm ce'tainly glad to 'a' met you, Miss Joyce." He ducked his head and scraped back a foot in what was meant to be a bow.

Tha's skipped red into thy cheeks as sure as my name's Ben Weatherstaff. I wouldn't have believed tha' could do it." "I never skipped before," Mary said. "I'm just beginning. I can only go up to twenty." "Tha' keep on," said Ben. "Tha' shapes well enough at it for a young 'un that's lived with heathen. Just see how he's watchin' thee," jerking his head toward the robin.

"Ah, tha be graat on the love business, Tom!" chuckled "Feathery" Joltram, lifting his massive body with a shake out of the depths of his comfortable chair. "Zeems to me tha's zummat like the burd what cozies a new mate ivery zummer!" Tom o' the Gleam laughed, his strong even white teeth shining like a row of pearls between his black moustaches and short-cropped beard.

"Yes, tha's word mortifying." Again they collapsed into laughter, howled, swayed, rocked back and forth in their chairs, repeating the word "mortifying" over and over to each other each repetition seeming to make it only more brilliantly absurd. After a few more gorgeous minutes they decided on another quart.

Yo're gonna do all that? Tha's fine. Do you want a quiet burial or a regular funeral?" "Say " "Say yoreself, and say something sensible while yo're about it." "Nobody can kick me and get away with it!" Bull declared, passionately. "I'll " "Maybe you will, but not in a hurry. You start out after him now, and you wouldn't last as long as a short drink in a roomful of drunkards.

"Brandy an' water, Mike. Quick! She's only fainted. Head not so high, Dud. Tha's right. We'll get a few drops of this between her teeth.... She's comin' to." June opened her eyes and looked at Mollie. Presently she looked round and a slow wonder grew in them. "Where am I?" she murmured. "You're at the hotel where you'll be looked after right, dearie." Mrs. Gillespie looked up.

"Tha's a bit fatter than tha' was an' tha's not quite so yeller. Tha' looked like a young plucked crow when tha' first came into this garden. Thinks I to myself I never set eyes on an uglier, sourer faced young 'un." Mary was not vain and as she had never thought much of her looks she was not greatly disturbed. "I know I'm fatter," she said. "My stockings are getting tighter.

"Tha's great. He told me he was gonna ask you. Betcha we make the ol' Jackpot hum." "D' you ever hear of a man land poor, Bob?" "Sure have." "Well, right now we're oil poor. According to what the old man says there's no cash in the treasury and we've got bills that have to be paid. You know that ten thousand he paid in to the bank to satisfy the note.