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"I used to be runnin' whisky." Then he chuckled softly. "Y'see, that chu'ch has got a hold on me. I'm feelin' that pious I can't bear the thought of runnin' whisky an' I can't bear the thought of other folk runnin' it. No, I'm quittin' that bizness. I'm jest goin' in fer straight buyin' and sellin' inside the law." Fyles was watching the man closely in the dim night light.

They had even reached the outskirts of the city before Nan broached the subject from which her father admittedly shrank. "I'm glad Jeff didn't get up to see us off," she said imply. Then she laughed softly. "Y'see, Daddy, there's times for most things; and 'good-byes' in the early morning are a bit like cold baths in winter."

He he got us when we was roundin' roundin' up a bunch o' steers. Y'see y'see, we was in in the saddle." Again he paused. This time his breath came in gasps and deep-throated gurglings. He struggled on, however, stumbling and gasping with almost every second word. "We put up a scrap good. An' an' both my boys was was dropped cold. After I I emptied my gun I I hit the trail for here.

"Gee," he cried, releasing the youngsters and pointing at the mess on the stove and floor. "Now ain't that a real pity? Say, how d'you come to do that? It sure ain't a heap of trouble heatin' a drop o' milk. Most any fule ken do that. I tho't you savvied that, I sure did, or I'd ha' put you wise. Y'see, you should jest let it ha' come to the bile, an' then whip it off quick.

"Y'see well, that is I ran across a fellow an Englishman who knew a chap I met last summer up on the Francis River I didn't exactly meet him, that is, I ran into him, and it wasn't the Francis River really, it was the Upper Liara, a branch that comes in from the northwest. Strange, wasn't it? this fellow, this Englishman, got to talking about tea, and that reminded me of the whole thing."

Y'see, they told me the rights of it, but but ther's so many things I I don't seem to got room for them all in my head. It seems, too, that Bill had quite a piece of money. An' he's kind of given it to the kids. I I don't " "How much?" demanded the practical feminine. "Seventy thousand dollars," replied the bewildered man. "Seventy thou Who told you?" "Why Minky. Said he'd got it all.

He paused and glanced nervously round at the friendly faces. Then, with evident anxiety, he hurried on. "I was just thinkin'," he exclaimed, "maybe some hot coffee wouldn't come amiss. Y'see, I ain't no rye. Guess I'll make that coffee right away. I got water cooking on the stove. I was goin' to use it for bathin' the kids, but " His visitors exchanged swift glances, and Sunny broke in.

You know how queer Gay is 'bout some things. He said to me, 'You best get along. Y'see, I got Jim down fer buryin' proper when his time comes, an' I don't figger to get fooled by any low-down hanging. That's what Gay said, an' I didn't think it quite elegant of him at the time. But there," with a sigh, "men are curious folk 'bout things.

Maybe though he won't need it when he sees me come along y'see, I'm Jessie's husband guess that'll fix him sure." "Guess you got James sized up good," observed the man, with his eyes fixed ahead. "No, I don't see you'll need that gun." They rode on, Scipio's spirits rising with every yard they traveled. He knew he was nearing his wife with every passing moment. He had no doubts, no fears.

"Don't mention it," he said embarrassedly. "It's easy, two thinkin' together. 'Sides, I've tho't a heap 'bout things since since I started to fix your kiddies right. Y'see, it ain't easy." "No, it just ain't. That is, y'see, I ain't grumbling," Scipio went on hurriedly, lest his meaning should be mistaken.