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"Somebody ought to take him in," observed Irish longingly. "He ain't safe, running around loose like that. There's no telling what he might do. The way them campers read his brand, he's plumb dangerous to meet up with alone. It's lucky you didn't run onto him, Happy." "Well, I didn't," growled Happy Jack. "And what's more, I betche there ain't any such person."
Florence Grace will sure be sore when she finds out how I got into the game." "Aw, I betche there ain't no such a person," said Happy Jack, doubter to the last. "I wish there wasn't," sighed Andy. "Florence Grace is kinda getting on my nerves. If I done what I feel like doing, I'd crawl under the platform and size up the layout through a crack. Honest to gracious, Boys, I hate to meet that lady."
He ain't going to punch cows no more I bet he's thinking about turning out." "Well, when I do, you'll be the first fellow I lay for," retorted Happy, with labored wit. "You never'd get a rep shooting at a target the size uh Slim," dimpled Pink. "Is that toy cannon loaded, Happy?" "I betche yuh dassen't walk off ten paces and let me show yuh," growled Happy.
"I betche Andy just wanted a lay-off, and took that way uh getting it," declared Happy Jack pessimistically. "I betche he's in town right now, tearing things wide open and tickled to think he don't have to ride in this hot sun. Yuh can't never tell what Andy's got cached up his sleeve." "Chip thinks he was talking on the level," Weary mused. "Maybe he was; as Happy says, yuh can't tell."
Don't keep the audience waiting. Aren't yuh going to earn that hundred dollars?" Happy Jack turned half a shade redder than was natural. "Aw, gwan. I never said I was going to do no broncho-busting ack. But I betche yuh never seen that roan before he was unloaded in Dry Lake." "What'll yuh bet I don't know that hoss from a yearling colt?"
I don't believe they'll do any cutting across." "I betche old Dunk'll make it interestin' fer this outfit, just the same," Happy Jack predicted. "Tyin' up three men uh hisn, like that, and ropin' their tent and draggin' it off, ain't things he'll pass up. He'll have a possy out here you see if he don't!" "In that case, I'll be sorry for you, Happy," purred Miguel close beside him.
He come at me with a knife, and he'd uh killed me if I'd stayed!" Happy Jack pantingly recovered himself. "I didn't have no time ta git my gun," he added in a more natural tone, "or I'd uh settled him pretty blame quick. So I come out to borrow yourn. I betche I'll have the next move." The horse-wrangler grinned heartlessly.
She's head push on the grub-pile, I believe, and wants to make sure there's enough to go around. There's about two hundred and fifty calves left. If you can't finish up to-night, it'll be your funeral." "Well, I betche it'll rain before we git through it always does, when you don't want it to," gloomed Happy, seizing another calf.
"Aw, I betche you're just lying," he hazarded; but, like many another, when he did strike the truth he failed to recognize it. "I betche " "All right, rope him out and climb on, if yuh don't believe me." The tone of Andy was tinged with injury. "There's fifty dollars yes, by gracious, I'll give yuh a hundred dollars if yuh ride him for five minutes straight."
"I don't like the way none of it reads," grumbled Happy Jack. "I betche we can't make it go; they's some ketch to it. We'll never git a patent. I'll betche anything yuh like." "Well, pull out of the game, then!" snapped Andy Green, whose nerves were beginning to feel the strain put upon them. "I ain't in it yet," said Happy Jack sourly, and banged the door shut upon his departure.
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