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Johnny paused, and another coin slipped tinkling into the can. "What did you say?" The Mexican hesitated. He would like very much to see that other coin. It had sounded heavy almost as heavy as a dollar. He turned his head and looked attentively at the house. "Quien sabe, senor." The senor he added for sake of the coin he had not seen. "Mucho name, Ah'm theenk." "Think some more."
Them hombres, they awful sick, they don't know where is that thing what flies. My brother, she's fin' out that thing sets in Mexico, belongs Mexico. Thees countree los'. Jus' like ship what's los' on ocean, my brother she's tell from writing. My brother, she's smart hombre. She's keep awful quiet, tell nobody. She's theenk sell that thing for flying." "Huh!" Johnny grunted.
"There's a guy named Durgan lives over yonder in a little clearing 'bout a hundred yards up from the mouth of the creek," said one of the men. "Lives there all year 'round alone, fishin' an' raisin' turtles fer market. Queer ol' cuss, kind-a looney, -but he's friendly to us and willin' to oblige us by showin' a light in his cabin winder when the coast is clear." "You theenk dat will be next "
Cowperwood," he commented, defiantly, "but how about me? Where do I come in? I daunt know what to theenk yet. It ees very strange. Supposing what your wife sais was true? Supposing my wife has been going around weeth some one? That ees what I want to find out. Eef she has! Eef eet is what I theenk it ees I shall I shall I daunt know what I shall do. I am a very violent man."
A solitary chuckle escaped him, but he turned it into an exclamation of grief, sighed deeply, seated himself upon the bed, and kissed Peters affectionately on either cheek. "My Peters, my poor friend," he began, "you must not theenk of leaving your tent for ze next two, t'ree days. Ze fever, he is very bad onless you receive him in bed. I shall take care of you."
"Not come back any more?" inquired Tansey. "No; not leave leeve; the not-to-die." "I would call that," said Tansey, "a snap." Torres leaned his elbows upon the table, swallowed a mouthful of smoke, and spake each word being projected in a little puff of gray. "How old do you theenk I am, Meester Tansee?" "Oh, twenty-eight or thirty." "Thees day," said the Mexican, "ees my birthday.
"You lift up hand and says, 'Help me by God I makes you for-sure my wife!" She had pondered long upon this oath, and she spoke it now with an easy certainty that it was absolutely binding, and that no man would dare break it. "You makes that swear now," she urged gently. "Foolish one! Yoh theenk I mus' swear I do what my hearts she's want?
So plentee work with the leetle calves. They no say. Oh, I think that fellow McGuire he dead much time ago." "Dead!" said Raidler. "What you talking about?" "Verree sick fellow, McGuire," replied Ylario, with a shrug of his shoulder. "I theenk he no live one, two month when he go away." "Shucks!" said Raidler. "He humbugged you, too, did he?
I am very glad to leave Bartram-Haugh, at all events. 'But your uncle weel bring you back there, said Madame, drily. 'It is doubtful whether he will ever return to Bartram himself, I said. 'Ah! said Madame, with a long-drawn nasal intonation, 'you theenk I hate you. You are quaite wrong, my dear Maud. I am, on the contrary, very much interested for you I am, I assure you, dear a cheaile.
"What calves, my frien'?" He dropped his cards to the table and turned his chair around, leaning far back in it and hooking his right thumb in his cartridge belt, just above the holster of his pistol. "I theenk it mus' be mistak'." "Yes," returned Dakota, a slow, grimly humorous smile reaching his face, "it was a mistake. You made it, Blanca. Duncan found it out.
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