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Marylyn was moving about inside, and calling. But he was beyond thought for another. "Bosh! bosh!" he cried. "She's got t' stop bein' coddled an' know w'at's w'at. You got t' stop talkin' Fort. Ah'm goin' t' ketch thet low-down skunk 'thout no soldiers. An' Ah'll pepper his ugly hide! Ah'll make him spit blood like a broncho-buster. Th' idee o' his havin' th' gall!"
"Way back of that garden where the animals are." "Look, I can find you there tomorrow morning, and I'll bring some money." "Ah'll wait for ye, Andy, at nine. It's a bar. Ye won't be able to git in without me, the kids is pretty scared of plainclothes men." "I think it'll be perfectly safe to come up to my place now." "Now, Ah'm goin' to git the hell out of here."
Ah'm going to be in a tree where Ah can watch to-morrow mo'ning and see if yo' are as brave as yo' talk," declared Unc' Billy. Then Reddy knew that he would have to go or else be called a coward. "I'll be there," he snarled angrily, as he slunk away. Be sure before you drop a friend That you've done nothing to offend. A friend is always worth keeping. Unc' Billy Possum says so, and he knows.
Smarty, Smarty came to grief! Tried to show off just for fun And ran too near a loaded gun. "Yo' all certainly has got just what yo' deserve, and Ah'm glad of it! Ah'm glad of it, Suh!" said Unc' Billy Possum severely. An angry light came into the eyes of Reddy Fox and made them an ugly yellow for just a minute. But he felt too sick to quarrel. Unc' Billy Possum saw this.
Then she turned, as he felt, perversely, and went on talking with Fulkerson and left him to Miss Woodburn. She finally recognized his disappointment: "Ah don't often get a chance at you, Mr. Beaton, and Ah'm just goin' to toak yo' to death. Yo' have been Soath yo'self, and yo' know ho' we do toak." "I've survived to say yes," Beaton admitted.
"Whut yuh doin' hyuh, w'ite lady?" he asked in a thick voice, and grinned. And quite suddenly such a fear as I had not dreamed could be felt by a mortal took me by the heart and squeezed it as with an iron hand. "Whut foh yuh come by mah field, lil w'ite lady?" he purred. "Ah'm takin' lil snooze in de ditch grass, an' dey yuh comes, wakin' me up! Whut yuh wake me up for, w'ite gal?"
"Sam, what do you think of sending Jeb on before, in the morning, to tell Rattle-Snake Mike he must act as guide and cook for us while we are on the mountain? He is the cleverest Indian anywhere about, you know." "Just the thing, Mary! Ah'm mighty glad you-all thought of it. Jeb can ride on whiles we-all branch off at Bear Forks for the Old Indian Trail. Then Mike and Jeb can catch up with us."
There was no space, there was only a point of wavering. "Ah do mean it." When they lifted their eyes from each other again it was half-past ten. "No' you most go," she said. "But the colonel our fate?" "The co'nel is often oat late, and Ah'm not afraid of ouah fate, no' that we've taken it into ouah own hands." She looked at him with dewy eyes of trust, of inspiration.
He goes along jus' as easy, 'n then some day he jus' natchelly goes rarin'. When Ah've tol' him how Pink comes botherin' me, he jus' says, 'Pore feller, he didn' get ye. Ah'm sorry fo' him. But 'f Ah tell him this he might shoot him, 'n Ah couldn' bear that!"
"We'll need a large party, Ah'm thinking, girls, if our surmises are right. In fact, the Sheriff plans to send an extra posse up by a different trail, in order to head off any strange-acting or unfamiliar- looking men who might happen to meet them on this unfrequented ride along Top Notch Trail." "My!
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