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Rad was delighted to hear of Tom's success with the new apparatus, after having been told how quickly the barn fire was put out. "Yo' yo' jest wait twell I gits up, Massa Tom," said Rad. "Den Ah'll help make all de contraptions on de airship." "All right, Rad, there'll be plenty for you to do when the time comes," said the inventor.
"Ah don't want to kill that little man," said Hassan Ah. "But Ah'll give you the dog, win or lose, if you'll fight me. You fight fair? You fight English?" "Well, I'm damned!" said Crothers. "I fight Queensberry rules. That suit you?" "Oh-ah, yes! Keensby rules, that's it. All right-o!" Hassan Ah produced his key and turned it in the creaking lock.
The section-boss giggled nervously. "Ef th' town was right here, it would n' make no difference t' Dallas. Ah'll bet she'll spen' th' winter shellin' cawn fer plantin', an' pickin' cockle outen th' wheat." He fell to tugging at his goatee. Again there was silence. Then, with a deep breath, Dallas straightened to speak.
After a short pause, he whispered, "Boy, you come sneakin' round to-morrow night when dat yeh stew'd done gone to bed, an' Ah'll jest gadder you up a piece of pie f'om Cap'n's table yass, sah! Eight bells is struck. Go 'long, you."
"Ah'll tell y', Dallas," he said, by way of compromise, "ef Lounsbury don't come back with y' " "He will," assured Dallas, stoutly. "W'y, we'll go t' th' Fort, as you say." "All right, dad," she replied, giving his back a pat. He began to hobble up and down. "You ain't scairt t' go?" he ventured at last. "Ain't afeerd o' nothin'?" "No; and I'm going on my own hook, remember. It's not your fault."
"Bill, did you-all shoot, a time back?" queried Mr. Brewster the moment the possé came up. Bill laughed. "Ah'll explain in a minute. You-all see it wa'r this way: After you-all left for home, yesterday, it wa'r found how some low-down sneaks got wind of this claim and planned to ride up at once.
"In the name of the King, undo this door," a deep stern voice resounded, "or by royal command we make splinters of it." "It is that horrible Carroway again," whispered Mrs. Gristhorp. "Much gold comes of him, I doubt. Let him in if you dare, John." "'Keep ma oot, if ye de-arr, saith he. Ah'll awand here's the tail o' it."
But bimeby they 'low they let him go 'ca'se dat was an accident, an' de captain ghost he say, "Mose, you Mose, Ah gwine let you off dis time, 'ca'se you ain't nuffin' but a misabul li'l tremblin' nigger; but Ah want you should remimber one thing mos' particular'." "Ya-yas, sah," say dat li'l black boy; "Ah'll remimber. What is dat Ah got to remimber?"
"But Ah'd a damn side rather shoot somebody else Ah know," went on Chris intensely. "Don't stay far from here either. An' Ah'll do it too, if he don't let off pickin' on me." "Who's that?" "That big squirt Anderson they made a file closer at drill yesterday. He seems to think that just because Ah'm littler than him he can do anything he likes with me."
So, after saying a few more things to make Reddy feel uncomfortable, Unc' Billy started off up the Lone Little Path toward the Green Forest. "Too bad! Too bad!" he muttered to himself. "If ol' Granny Fox isn't smart enough to get Reddy enough to eat, Ah'll have to see what we-alls can do. Ah cert'nly will." XVI. Unc' Billy Possum Visits the Smiling Pool
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