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There was a moment's intense silence in the group round Bostil. Holley was never known to mistake a horse or to be extravagant in judgment or praise. "A wild stallion!" echoed Bostil. "A-huh! An' she calls him Wildfire. Where'd she get him? ... Gimme thet glass." But all Bostil could make out was a blur. His eyes were wet.
He was a young giant with hulking shoulders, ruddy-faced, bold-eyed, ugly-mouthed. He reminded Allie of some one she had seen in California. He stared hard at her. "Hullo! Ain't you Durade's girl?" he asked, in gruff astonishment. Then Allie knew she had seen him out in the gold-fields. "No, I'm not," she replied. "A-huh! You look uncommon like her.... Anybody home round here?"
But listen heah.... Snake, you've seen an' heard people croak?" "You mean cash in die?" "Shore." "Wal, yes a couple or so," replied Anson, grimly. "But you never seen no one die of shock of an orful scare?" "No, I reckon I never did." "I have. An' thet's what's ailin' Jim Wilson," and he resumed his dogged steps. Anson and his two comrades exchanged bewildered glances with one another. "A-huh!
An' as for yours why, Anson, it wouldn't hold water against one real gun-slinger." "A-huh' Then if we ran up ag'in' Carmichael or some such fellar would you be suckin' your finger like a baby?" "Wal, I wasn't takin' count of myself. I was takin' generalities." "Aw, what 'n hell are them?" asked Anson, disgustedly. "Jim, I know as well as you thet this hyar gang is hard put.
"She put on her riding-clothes!" gasped Aunt Jane. "Supposin' she did! Where is she?" demanded Bostil. Bostil could not have been shocked or hurt any more acutely by a knife-thrust. He glared at his sister. "A-huh! So thet's the way you watch her!" "Watch her? It wasn't possible. She's well, she's as smart as you are.... Oh, I knew she'd do it! She was wild in love with him!"
With that he turned to Bo, and, after studying her pretty face, he asked, in apparently severe tone, "Did you send a cowboy named Carmichael to ask me for a job?" Bo looked quite startled. "Carmichael! Why, Uncle, I never heard that name before," replied Bo, bewilderedly. "A-huh! Reckoned the young rascal was lyin'," said Auchincloss. "But I liked the fellar's looks an' so let him stay."
That's a week from to-morrow. She'll take the stage to Snowdrop, where some of Auchincloss's men will meet her with a team." "A-huh!" grunted Anson as Beasley halted again. "An' what of all thet?" "She mustn't never get as far as Snowdrop!" "You want me to hold up the stage an' get the girl?" "Exactly." "Wal an' what then?" "Make off with her.... She disappears.
"Shore did, Snake," was the slow, halting response. Jim Wilson must have sustained a sick shudder as he replied. Sheathing his gun, he folded a blanket and put it under Anson's head. "Jim my feet air orful cold," whispered Anson. "Wal, it's gittin' chilly," replied Wilson, and, taking a second blanket, he laid that over Anson's limbs. "Snake, I'm feared Shady hit you once." "A-huh!
"I'd like to know why not," retorted Bo, as she made the effort. She got one arm and shoulder up, only to flop back like a crippled thing. And she uttered the most piteous little moan. "I'm dead! I know I am!" "Well, if you're going to be a Western girl you'd better have spunk enough to move." "A-huh!" ejaculated Bo.
"Tom is as tame an' safe as a kitten." "A-huh! Wal, you tell thet to the girls if you like. But not me! I'm an old hoss, I am." "Uncle Al, Tom sleeps curled up at the foot of my bed," said Bo. "Aw what?" "Honest Injun," she responded. "Well, isn't it so?" Helen smilingly nodded her corroboration.
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