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"I suppose it 'ud nigh break thy heart if he found out before tha' told him in tha' own way," she said. "Tha's laid awake nights plannin' it." "I couldn't bear any one else to tell him," said Colin. "I think about different ways every day. I think now I just want to run into his room." "That'd be a fine start for him," said Susan Sowerby. "I'd like to see his face, lad. I would that!
Crawford rose. "Well, I'll run down with you to his room and see the boy, Bob. Wisht he would come up and stay with us. Maybe he will." To the cattleman Dave made light of his wound. He would be all right in a few days, he said. It was only a scratch. "Tha's good, son," Crawford answered. "Well, now, what are you aimin' to do? I got a job for you on the ranch if tha's what you want.
"That tha' will," said Dickon. "Us'll have thee walkin' about here an' diggin' same as other folk afore long." Colin flushed tremendously. "Walk!" he said. "Dig! Shall I?" Dickon's glance at him was delicately cautious. Neither he nor Mary had ever asked if anything was the matter with his legs. "For sure tha' will," he said stoutly. "Tha' tha's got legs o' thine own, same as other folks!"
"You can raise twice enough, Fontenette, if it's to try to bring back some new business." "Well yes, 'tis for that. Of co'se, besides " "Yes, I know: of course." "But tha'z what puzzle' me. What I'm going do with that house heah, whilse I'm yondeh! I wou'n' sell it ah no! I wou'n' sell one of those roses! An' no mo' I wou'n' rent it. Tha's a monument, that house heah, you know?" "Yes, I know."
He fumbled and protested while the officer stood by read to take him in charge. Not finding a card, he added: "Tha's all right. Write it down. Beales Chadsey, Hotel Buckingham, or Louisville, Kentucky. See me any time you want to. Tha's Hattie Starr. She knows me. I couldn't make a mistake about her not once in a million. Many's the night I spent in her house."
You ain't de Grand President of de Order of de Folded Laigs, tho' you shorely does ack lak it. You's s'posed to be doin' somethin' fur yore keep an' wages. H'ist yo'se'f an' move." "I ain't doin' nothin'!" Jeff protested spiritlessly. "Dat you ain't!" agreed Aunt Dilsey. "An' whut you better do is better do somethin' tha's my edvices to you.
"Tha's right," said Nan, nodding solemnly. "I hopes he will. You is mo' used to it, Tump." "Yeah, an' 'at jail sho ain't no place fuh a nice gal lak Cissie." "Sho ain't," agreed Nan. Peter interrupted to say he was sure the sheriff would not exchange. The hopes of his listeners fell.
"Th' world's full o' jackasses brayin' an' they never bray nowt but lies. What did tha' shut thysel' up for?" "Everyone thought I was going to die," said Colin shortly. "I'm not!" And he said it with such decision Ben Weatherstaff looked him over, up and down, down and up. "Tha' die!" he said with dry exultation. "Nowt o' th' sort! Tha's got too much pluck in thee.
Don't you marry him. He didn't look good to me, Houck didn't," Dillon went on. He was a little excited, and his voice had lifted. A man who came at this moment round the bend of the creek was grinning unpleasantly. His eyes focused on Dillon. "So I don't look good to you. Tha's too bad. If you'll tell me what you don't like about me I'll make myself over," jeered Houck. Bob was struck dumb.
"You want me to brag an' strut like Jake Houck?" "No-o, not like that. But Blister's right. You've got to know your worth. When you're sure of it you don't have to tell other people about it. They know." He considered this. "Tha's correct," he said. "Well, then." Bob had an inspiration. It was born out of moonshine, her urging, and the hunger of his heart. His spurs trailed across the grass.
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