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Miss Stevens' gaze roved from the one to the other and found enjoyment in the fact that here Greek had met Greek. Sam's reply was prompt and to the point. He named a price. "No," said the old man instantly. "I been a-holdin' out for five dollars a thousand more than that." Things were progressing. A basis for haggling had been established. Sam Turner, however, had the advantage.
If I git it I want to go and blow it in. I don't want you to hand me a roll an' then start any reformin' stunt a-holdin' of it in trust an' a probation officer a-pussyfootin' me, or any funny business. I want the wad an' a clear road to the bright lights, with no word passed along to pinch me. Do I git it? "'It's a trade! I said. "'O. K., he answered, and he took up the bucket.
And then, besides these main piers, with their large, beautiful groups, there wuz fifty-two smaller piers, each one havin' a handsome statute, representin' winged Geniis, sometimes a-holdin' tablets in their hands, and anon horns of plenty, and abundance. Most of this beautiful sculpture wuz designed by a man named Martiney, French born, but I guess a-callin' himself an American now.
Bartlett sat there for one moment the picture of baffled rage. Then he threw the reins down on the backs of his patient horses, and descended. "You take my horses by the head, do you, you good-fur-nuthin' Yank? You do, eh? I like your cheek. Touch my horses an' me a-holdin' the lines! Now you hear me? Your traps comes right off here on the road. You hear me?"
"While Crawfish is busy recountin' the attainments of Julius Caesar, a-holdin' of his pet with one hand, Jack Moore takes a snap shot at him along the bar with his six-shooter, an' away goes Julius Caesar's head like a puff of smoke. Then Moore rounds up Crawfish, an', perceivin' of the other bull-snakes, he searches 'em out one by one an' massacres 'em.
"How's that hoss a-holdin', Jim?" Pat felt a slight twitch on the reins. Evidently the man had been in deep thought, out of which the voice had startled him. Directly he made answer. "I got quality here, Glover I guess. Can't never tell, though. He's a good horse, but he mayn't pan out good for me." There was further silence.
I sez, real solemn like, a-holdin' the sprig of parsley some like a septer, only more sort o' riz up like and mysteriouser. Yes, I held that green sprig some as the dove did when it couldn't find no rest for the soles of its feet no foundation under it and it sailed about seekin' some mount of truth it could settle down on. Oh how wobblin' and onsubstantial and curius I felt hearin' their talk.
Why, right before 'em, on the other side of the basin, with only a little water between 'em that would soon be crossed, they could see a woman a-towerin' up a hundred feet, in plain view of all the countries of the assembled world, a-holdin' in her outstretched hand the emblems of Power and Liberty.
Calc'late you'll see I figgered clost to right.... Marthy's a-sittin' there with Jed in the hammick, and they're a-holdin' on their lap the doggondest best soothin' syrup f'r man and wife that any doctor c'u'd perscribe.... Calculate it's one of them nature's remedies.... Go take a look, Postmaster.... G'-by."
"By whose orders did you do it?" he demanded. "Th' boss's." "Mr. Hathaway?" "Not on yer life; it was the big boss this time." Blount's quick glance aside at his companion was a wordless "I told you so!" and then to Barto: "Well, now that you have stopped us, what's next?" The outlaw grinned again and kicked his horse a little nearer. "I'm a-holdin' you up sure enough this time, Mr.
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