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Seeing how exhausted she was, he made her ride a few miles upon his sledge; then she sped on ahead again till she came to the borders of Askatoon. People were already in the streets, and all were tending one way. She stopped and asked the time. It was within a quarter of an hour of the time when Haman was to pay another's penalty. She spurred herself on, and came to the jail blind with fatigue.
Any evidence which justified the charge of murder would mean not jail, but the rope in due course; for this was not Montana or Idaho, where the law's delays outlasted even the memory of the crime committed. The court-room of Askatoon was crowded to suffocation, for the M'Mahons were detested, and the murdered man had a good reputation in the district.
Now and then, however, the flag of distress was hoisted, and everybody in the place from Patsy Kernaghan, the casual, at one end of the scale, and the Young Doctor, so called because he was young-looking when he first came to the place, who represented Askatoon in the meridian of its intellect, at the other had sudden paralysis. That was the outstanding feature of Askatoon.
It is all safe to de stroke of de hour, mais, after, it is bon Dieu it is hell then. Who shall forgif me no!" "The stroke of the hour the stroke of the hour!" It beat into her brain. Were they both thinking of the same thing now? "You will show me queeck way. I mus' be Askatoon in two days, or it is all over," he almost moaned.
He wanted to see what would happen before the express went East. Askatoon had never lost its interest for Mazarine and his wife since the day the Mayor had welcomed them at the railway station. Askatoon was not a petty town. Its career had been chequered and interesting, and it had given haven to a large number of uncommon people.
I promised I'd bet no more." The Young Doctor caught Kitty Tynan's eyes by accident, and there was the same look of understanding in both. They both knew that here was the real tragedy of Crozier's life. If he had had less reverence for his wife, less of that obvious prostration of soul, he probably would never have come to Askatoon. "I broke my promise," he murmured.
I have been insurance agent, sold lightning-rods, and been foreman of a gang building a mill but I could not bear that. Every time I looked up I could see the Cock of Beaugard where the roof should be. And so on, so on, first one thing and then another till now till I came to Askatoon and fell down by the drug-store, and you played the good Samaritan.
Had she not used the same word in thinking of Askatoon. "That," she had said. "Why do you want to go the 'quick' way to Askatoon?" she asked again, her face pale, her foot beating the floor impatiently. "To save him before dat!" he answered, as though she knew of what he was speaking and thinking. "What is that?" she asked. She knew now, surely, but she must ask it nevertheless.
"Will you not to show me?" he asked. "Show you what?" she asked, abruptly. "The queeck way to Askatoon," he said, as though surprised that she should ask. "They say me if I get here you will tell me queeck way to Askatoon. Time, he go so fas', an' I have loose a day an' a night, an' I mus' get Askatoon if I lif I mus' get dere in time.
Why he left China I don't know, but I do chance to know that if another Chinky meets Li Choo carrying a basket on his shoulders, or a package in his hand, he kow-tows, and takes it away from him, and carries it himself. . . . No, I don't know why Li Choo is here in Askatoon, or why he's such a slave to Mrs.
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