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At his answer, spoken so impassively, she drew away quickly, but he caught her hand and stopped her. "Ah no," he said, "if I could only listen for something else it would be better but all I hear is sheep. I'm like old Bill Johnson; I can still shoot straight and find my way in the mountains, but every time I hear a sheep blat I change.
Such names as "Mrs. Mouse" and "Boofly Woofly" are all very well when whispered teasingly into the delighted ear of one's intended, but they hardly stand the light of unromantic day. They have even been known to set up opposing currents of emotion in breasts not so nicely attuned, and to inspire such expressions as "Fish!" or even "Blat!"
There was a half-minute cessation of the baa and blat, and before it was resumed the tender had prodded the two herders into wakefulness. "Better sleep with one eye open," he advised. "There's a wolf in the hills. Just crossing through, mebbe but anyhow you better stay awake to hold the sheep while I fire a shot to scare him off if he comes too close.
I I sort of figgered it out as a good way to help both o' my friends, Mr. Gwynne, an' an' then this here thing happened. I want Mr. Lapelle to git away safe, ca'se I know whut Pap's goin' to do. He's goin' to blat out a lot o' things. He says he's sure Mr. Lapelle put Mrs. Gwyn up to havin' him arrested." "I think you may rest easy, Moll," said he, a trifle grimly. "Mr.
Two herders had combined their bands to work them down to the low country and the camp tender stayed to help them with the crossing. Breed listened long to the droning undertone, the maddening blat of five thousand woollies on the bed ground, its querulous volume persisting through the sound of water and wind and drifting to him across a distance of five miles.
The Goddess of Progress had her choicest temple in the frontier store. "I toll you poys years ago," Whiteman went on, "you should blat der town. Ve blat it oursellufs now. Ve don't act like childrens no more. Ve meet again. Ve holt a election. Ve make Viteman gounty dreasurer. Dan Anderson should be mayor, and McGinney glerk. Ve make a town gouncil, and ve go to vork like ve should ought to did.
I'll even go farther than that. I'm tellin' you, Rack, that if anybody finds out in Farewell that Marie was here, or if any accident happens to her any accident, y'understand I'll have to take it as evidence that you had to blat. Fair enough, huh?" "But supposing somebody else sees her and tells about it?" protested Rack Slimson. "In that case yo're out of luck," was the unfeeling reply.
"And if I took one of the old-fashioned trance-recalls, I'd blat out everything; I wouldn't be able to keep a thing back. And I even know the principles of transposition!" She looked at him, aghast.
He'd wipe his long thin moustache between drinks lime-juice and water he used and blat off into a long 'a-aah, and ladle out more taffy for me or old man Van Zyl on his right. I told him how I'd had my first Pisgah-sight of the principles of the Zigler when I was a fourth-class postmaster on a star-route in Arkansas.
It's only accidental to circumstances pertainin' to the fact that I remember now. You never seen me cry in my soup, did you?" "But you're different." "That's the blat every yearlin' makes till he grows up and finds out he's a cow jest like his ma. I ain't different inside. And bleedin' inside is dangerouser than bleedin' outside. Listen!
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