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"HE air so peart an' forehanded a-viewin' harnts, he don't hev to wait till folkses be dead. HE hev seen Mis' Price's harnt an' it plumb skeered the wits out'n him." Perkins did not understand this. His interest was suddenly alert. He took his pipe from his mouth, and glanced over his shoulder at Byers. "What air Rufe aimin' at, Andy?" he asked, surprised. Byers did not reply.
"I don't want to do time if they've got me with the goods. And then some darn lawyer might make me give somebody else away by accident. You can't tell. I'll stay out with you. Where are you heading for?" "I was aimin' to hit Bull's Pass, drop over the summit into the valley of the Klimminchuck, and camp somewheres.
He was not of a patient temperament, but life in the wilds had taught him to subdue when he must his gusty restlessness. Now he took plenty of time. He was in a hurry to hit the trail with his train and be off, but he could not afford to be in such great haste as to stop a bullet with his body. He called to her. "Where you at, Dawn? I ain't aimin' to hurt you none. Come out an' quit devilin' me."
That's why you never saw tracks of it on the road hit hadn't been along thar yit. But hit's went on this morning. No no no! I don't know whar it went. I don't know what they was aimin' to do. I don't know nothin'! Don't ask me, Johnnie Consadine, I reckon I've said right now what's put my man's neck in danger. Oh, my God I wish the men-folks would quit their fussin' an' feudin'!"
"Little matter o' sixty thousand, altogether. I wasn't aimin' to let 'em blow right here, though, I pardner. Was there any particular reason ye had for stoppin' me?" "Well, maybe there was, stranger. How many teams ye got pullin'." Blink counted rapidly. "Four tens and two eights," he made reply. "Uh-huh but I mean how many span, pardner?" Once more Blink struggled with arithmetic.
But you don't look any too salubrious yourself, old-timer. Aimin' to answer sick call?" "No," said De Launay. "Thinking about mademoiselle. You remember those stakes we saw?" "Banker's claim? Sure." "Well, he's struck something. There is a small army pouring into Shoestring from Maryville. It's a regular, old-time gold rush." "Damn!" said Sucatash, decisively. He pondered the news a moment.
"That was fancy shootin'! If Del Pinzo wanted to get me he could 'a' done it. He can mark out th' pips on a ten spot card with his eyes shut, almost! He shot my hat off just to show he wasn't aimin' t' spill no innocent blood! But wait until I get him! I'll make him sweat for that! A hole through brim an' crown!
"Yer'l surely excuse me, sah," he said at last, humbly, his voice with a note of pleading in it. "Ah's feelin' friendly 'nough, an' all dat, sah, but still yer mus' 'member dat Ah's talkin' ter a perfict stranger. If yer wud sure tell me furst just whut yer was aimin' at, then maybe Ah'd know a heap mor'n Ah do now." "I guess you are right, Sam. I'll tell you the whole of it.
Hit's on'y a lie to make me tell!" she panted. "No, it's the truth. I was sorry for you and helped you because well, because of the old times. But everybody has misunderstood, even Miss Dabney." Silence again; the silence of the high mountain plateau and the whispering pines. Then she asked softly: "Was you aimin' to marry her, Tom-Jeff?" His voice was somber.
But get this straight. I'll not have you startin' trouble in camp. If you've got a private quarrel against any of the boys it will have to wait." "I ain't aimin' to start anything," growled Houck. "Not till this job's finished." "Good enough. Hear or see anything of the Utes as you came?" "No." "Which way you come?" Houck told him. Presently the two men walked back toward the chuck-wagon.
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