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But I bet you the drinks, Smoke, if you an' me flop around the corner quick, like we was goin' somewheres, an' then turn back from around the next corner, that we run into him a-hikin' hell-bent." They tried the trick, and, doubling back around the second corner, encountered Saltman swinging a long trail-stride in pursuit. "Hello, Bill," Smoke greeted. "Which way?" "Hello.
"You just keep a-hikin'. Trot all the way there an' run all the way back. It'll take you to-day an' to-morrow to get there, and you can't be back inside of three days more. To-morrow they'll eat the last of the dog-fish, an' then there'll be nary a scrap for three days. You gotta keep a-comin', Smoke. You gotta keep a-comin'."
There was an ol' road out over that way, an' I'd hoid tell it led ter a ol' graveyard, but I hadn't never been there myself an' hadn't thought much about it till 'long between two an' three o'clock, as I was a-hikin' up an down, when somepin' comes a-zizzin' down the road hell-fer-leather on to me, a-yellin' somepin' fierce. Gee, but I was skeered!
"But them times will never come again." "Would you have liked living in the country?" Saxon asked. "Sure thing." "There's lots of men living in the country now," she suggested. "Just the same I notice them a-hikin' to town to get our jobs," was his reply. A gleam of light came, when Billy got a job driving a grading team for the contractors of the big bridge then building at Niles.
Can't do without you, you know." "Orlways, sir orlways," breathed Dollops, in a husky whisper. "Where you goes, I'm a-hikin' along by yer side. You ain't ever going ter get rid of me." "Good lad!" and they redoubled their pace. Thursday dawned in a blaze of sunshine, and after the bleak promise of the day before the sky was a clear, sapphire-blue. "What a day!
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