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Buddy examined the object anew, then he inquired, "Say, why'd you offer to gimme this?" "I've just told you." Gray was becoming impatient. "It is a custom in some countries to present an object to one who is polite enough to admire it." "Nobody never give me a present," Buddy said. "Not one that I wanted. I never had nothing that I didn't have to have and couldn't get along without.
The first scout to show real signs of recovery was a thin, lanky, freckled-faced hero of unheroic appearance, who spoke in a jerky fashion peculiarly his own. "Help!" he cried. "Help! Mother! Why'd my pa let me come to this wild place? Injuns! Robbers! Help!" "Oh, shut up, Chick-chick," cried a small boy. "You'll have 'em coming back."
Why'd you dodge me at noon to-day and to-night after closing? New guy? I won't stand for it, you know, you little white-faced Sweetness, you!" "I hadda go somewheres, Charley. I came near not coming to-night, neither, Charley." "What'll you eat?" "I ain't hungry." "Thirsty, eh?" "No." He regarded her over the rim of the smirchy bill of fare.
Why'd you dodge me at noon to-day and to-night after closing? New guy? I won't stand for it, you know, you little white-faced Sweetness, you!" "I hadda go somewheres, Charley. I came near not coming to-night, neither, Charley." "What'll you eat?" "I ain't hungry." "Thirsty, eh?" "No." He regarded her over the rim of the smirchy bill of fare.
"But why'd they want to do that?" "Because," said Lockley, "they might not have been Martians. They might not have been critters. They might have been men." On the instant he regretted bitterly that he'd said it. It was a guess, only, with all the evidence against it. The driver visibly jumped. Then he turned his head. "Where'd you get that idea?" he demanded. "What's the evidence?
"Why'd you quit drivin'?" inquired Ivory. "My strength wa'n't ekal to it," Mr. Wiley responded sadly. "I was all skin, bones, an' nerve. The Comp'ny wouldn't part with me altogether, so they give me a place in the office down on the wharves." "That wa'n't so bad," said Jed Towle; "why didn't you hang on to it, so's to keep in sight o' the Kennebec?" "I found I couldn't be confined under cover.
Jill was silent for a long time. Then she said irrelevantly, "You must have been a good friend of ... of...." "Vale?" Lockley said. "No. I knew him, but that's all. He only joined the Survey a few months ago. I don't suppose I've talked to him a dozen times, and four of those times he was with you. Why'd you think we were close friends?" "What you've done for me," she said in the darkness.
He's always afther her, but he's never caught her yet." "What would he do to her if he caught her?" asked Emmeline. "Faith, an' maybe he'd fetch her a skelp an' well she'd desarve it." "Why'd she deserve it?" asked Dick, who was in one of his questioning moods. "Because she's always delutherin' people an' leadin' thim asthray.
Here are also some valuable tracts, full of religious consolation and advice, which it will do your soul good to peruse and study." Shorty took the gift thankfully, and turned over the tracts with curiosity. "On the Sin of Idolatry," he read the title of the first. "Now, why'd he give that?
"I had my pick o' you two," he explained to Learoyd, "and you got my palanquin not before I'd made my profit on it. Why'd I do harm when everything's settled? Your man did come here drunk as Davy's sow on a frosty night came a-purpose to mock me stuck his head out of the door an' called me a crucified hodman. I made him drunker, an' sent him along. But I never touched him."
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