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"Well, from what I could make out, he seemed to think sounds ridiculous so early in the morning, but he seemed to fancy you were in some kind of danger, Bev." "How, Dick?" "Well, when I told him he couldn't see you because you had driven over to Hawkhurst, the fellow positively couldn't sit still deuced nervous, y'know, though probably owing to drink.
"What makes you think so?" I asked, eagerly. "What Jondo said about his feeling Indians, I guess, but he reads these prairie trails as easy as Robinson Crusoe read Friday's footprints in the sand, and he hasn't read anything in 'em yet. Indians don't fight at night, anyhow. That's one good thing. Get hold of that rope, Bev, and pull her up tight," Bill replied.
"For Her sake," said Barnabas softly, "besides, I promised, Dick." "And you have seen her only once, Bev!" "Twice, Dick." Again there was silence while the Viscount stared up at the tester and Barnabas frowned down at the clenched fist on his knee. "Gad!" said the Viscount suddenly, "Gad, Beverley, what a deuced determined fellow you are!" "You see I love her, Dick."
However, I went down to beard my Roman, y' know, alone and single handed. Great mistake! Had Clemency been with me the flintiest of Roman P's would have relented, for who could resist Clemency? As it was, I did my best, Bev ran over her points I mean tried to describe her, y' know, but it was no go, Bev, no go things couldn't have gone worse!" "How?"
That evening while Mat and Beverly went to look after some fishing-lines they had set Mat and Bev were always going fishing and Jondo was down at the store, the officer in command of the fort came in. He paid no attention to me lying there, all eyes and ears whenever shoulder-straps were present.
I was just too stupid to think anybody else could get out of childhood except old Bev Clarenden and myself," I managed to say at last. "I even forgot Mat Nivers, who is a young lady now, and Aunty Boone, who hasn't changed a kink of her woolly hair. But we couldn't be strangers. Not after that trip across the plains and living at old Fort Bent as we did."
There sat old Bev Munday, from Blue Cut, who hadn't been that far away from home since Jesse James got after him, with his old brown hat on his head; and it was two to one in the opinion of everybody that he'd keep it there till the sheriff ordered him to lift it off.
No, I'll call you Bev, on condition that you make mine Dick; what d' ye say, my dear Bev?" "Agreed, Dick," answered Barnabas, smiling, whereupon they stopped, and having very solemnly shaken hands, went on again, merrier than ever. "Now what," inquired the Viscount, suddenly, "what do you think of marriage, my dear Bev?" "Marriage?" repeated Barnabas, staring.
"Neither would I, if somebody told me," he agreed sullenly. "I saw him. Don't you suppose I know him? And if you don't believe me, call Saunders. I got him out front. He knows." "You called Saunders!" "Why not? I tell you, Bev, I was nearly crazy. I'm nearly crazy now." "What did Saunders say?" "If he didn't know Clark was dead, he'd say it was Clark."
Ought we to call Miss Stetson?" "Miss Stetson!" snapped Sally. "If she is ill she would rather see the old Nick himself than Miss Stetson. I'll run and get Mrs. Bonnell." In spite of her anxiety Aileen laughed. True enough, Miss Stetson was not exactly the person to call in when one was ill. "That's true, Mrs. Bonnell will be the one to call. But I wish Bev would answer.
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