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Tell her you met me and that I sent you home. And, if I find your sheep, I'll send them along, too. So don't worry." "Oh, but I don't like to go home without my sheep," said Bo Peep, and tears came into her eyes. "I ought to bring them with me. But today I went skating on Crystal Lake, up in the Lemon-Orange Mountains, and I forgot all about my sheep. Now I am afraid to go home without them.
Bo must have felt it, too, for she was trembling all over, and holding tightly to Helen, and breathing quick and fast. "A-huh!" muttered Dale, under his breath. Helen caught the relief and certainty in his exclamation, and she divined, then, something of what the moment must have been to a hunter. Then her roving, alert glance was arrested by a looming gray shadow coming out of the forest.
She took one of her cold spells an' I jest got drunk." "But that was wrong," protested Helen. "I ain't so shore. You see, I used to get drunk often before I come here. An' I've been drunk only once. Back at Las Vegas the outfit would never believe thet. Wal, I promised Bo I wouldn't do it again, an' I've kept my word." "That is fine of you. But tell me, why is she angry now?"
Then she expected to behold Bo run right into the cowboys's arms. It appeared, however, that she was doomed to disappointment. "Tom, I'm glad to see you," she replied. They shook hands as old friends. "You're lookin' right fine," he said. "Oh, I'm well.... And how have you been these six months?" she queried. "Reckon I though it was longer," he drawled.
"That's the place, Bo," cried the Buffalo infielders. "Keep 'em close on the Crab." Eager and fierce as McCall was, he let pitch after pitch go by till he had three balls and two strikes. Still the heady Vane sent up another pitch similar to the others. Mac stepped forward in the box, dropped his bat on the ball, and leaped down the line toward first base.
It ripped Ugh-lomi's guarding arm and the club came down in a counter that Siss was never to understand. He fell, as an ox falls to the pole-axe, at Ugh-lomi's feet. To Bo it seemed the strangest thing. He had a comforting sense of tall reeds on either side, and an impregnable rampart, Siss, between him and any danger. Snail-eater was close behind and there was no danger there.
Alan was about to thank him hurriedly, when the stranger said: "Wot's the game, son? Wot's doin'?" Alan was at first inclined to resent this "tough" familiarity. Then he realized that the language of the man was in his natural manner of speaking, and he said: "Who are you and where are you from?" "Give you one guess," laughed the stranger. "No! Can't tell a 'bo'? Well, just tramp. Wot's dew name?
What had happened to those who had abandoned the plane where Johnny had found it was a horror Bland disliked to contemplate; a horror of thirst and crazed wanderings over hot Band and through parched greasewood, with lizards and snakes for company. "There can't be any accidents, bo," he said uneasily. "I've went over the motor careful, and we oughta make it with about two stops for gas and oil.
Then then, Miss Nell, I grabbed her it was outside here by the porch an' all bright moonlight I grabbed her an' hugged an' kissed her good. When I let her go I says, sorta brave, but I was plumb scared I says, 'Wal, are you goin' to marry me now?" He concluded with a gulp, and looked at Helen with woe in his eyes. "Oh! What did Bo do?" breathlessly queried Helen. "She slapped me," he replied.
Or you can gimme a share in the net profits, and I'll keep the name and make it pull things our way. They's no use talking, bo, I've got the goods! The name Bland Halliday is a trademark for flyin' and never mind if it also stands for damfool. I'll brace up and give yuh the best I got. Honest, that's what I want a chance to get on my feet agin.
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