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A deserted home in Dubuque, a career in a railroad eating-house, a somewhat vague past, and a present lacking context indeed, I hoped with all my heart that Tommy would win! "Lin," said I, "I'm backing him." "Back away!" said he. "Tommy can please a woman him and his blue eyes but he don't savvy how to make a woman want him, not any better than he knows about killin' Injuns."
And they knowed about that, and put it down just the same as life two thousand years ago!" "Well," said the bishop, wisely ignoring the challenge as to miracles, "I am a good twenty years older than you, and all that time I've been finding more facts in the Bible every day I have lived." Lin meditated. "I guess that could be," he said.
As he defended himself, he casually looked round, and caught sight of Lin Tai-yue at the back of Pao-ch'ai laughing with tight-set lips, and applying her fingers to her face to put him to shame. But Lady Feng, who had been in the inner rooms overseeing the servants laying the table, came out at once, as soon as she overheard the conversation.
Their roughness of speech was as nothing in comparison with their brave endurance of hardships, their deeds of heroism, and their free-handed hospitality. Lin led his visitors straight to a log cabin, before which his father, a veteran woodsman, who bore the scars of bears' teeth upon his body, was digging and planting.
"My hopes ain't so glossy any more," he answered. "Lin has done better this second trip." "Mrs. Lusk don't count," said I. "I reckon she counted mighty plentiful when he thought he'd got her clamped to him by lawful marriage. But Lin's lucky." And the Virginian fell silent again. Lucky Lin bestirred him over his work, his plans, his ranch on Box Elder that was one day to be a home for his lady.
You're a dandy, Mr. Hilbrun! Whoop!" And Lin clapped the rain-maker on the shoulder, exulting. He had been too well entertained to care what he had in his pocket, and his wife had not yet occurred to him.
It was only bewildering moments of strange agitation and uncertainty that bothered her. She had refused to be concerned by them until they had finally impinged upon her peace of mind. Then they accused her; now she accused herself. She ought not go to meet Lin Slone any more. "But then the race!" she murmured. "I couldn't give that up.... And oh! I'm afraid the harm is done! What can I do?"
The repast over, each one was presented by a waiting-maid, with tea in a small tea tray; but the Lin family had all along impressed upon the mind of their daughter that in order to show due regard to happiness, and to preserve good health, it was essential, after every meal, to wait a while, before drinking any tea, so that it should not do any harm to the intestines.
Money for his services during the hunt he positively declined to accept, asserting that he had not worked enough to earn his board. And the expedition ended in an untravelled corner of the Yellowstone Park, near Pitchstone Canyon, where he and young Lin McLean and others were witnesses of a sad and terrible drama that has been elsewhere chronicled.
"I have the greatest abhorrence," Lin Tai-yue chimed in, "for Li I's poetical works, but there's only this line in them which I like: "'Leave the dry lotus leaves so as to hear the patter of the rain. "and here you people deliberately mean again not to leave the dry lotus stay where they are." "This is indeed a fine line!" Pao-yue exclaimed. "We mustn't hereafter let them pull them away!"
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