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I shall return before the noon meal." "Gabrielle, you are not angry at me? I was only jesting." "No, Anne; I am angry at myself. My vanity is still young and green, and I can not yet separate Monsieur du Cévennes from the boot-heel which ground upon my likeness. No woman with any pride would forgive an affront like that; and I am both proud and unforgiving." "I can understand, Gabrielle.
"Well, I guess I'll be gettin' up to see about my wagon before long," said Tom Osby, rising and knocking his pipe upon his boot-heel. "I've got a few cans of stuff up here in my load that I don't really need. In the mornin', you know well, so long, boys." "I heard that Jim Peterson killed a deer the other day," suggested Dan Anderson.
Yet all the richness and delicacy of the blended colourings struck Rallywood with only one odd remembrance his own boot-heel outlined in Révonde mud upon a long suède glove. The same association apparently occurred to Baron von Elmur. His glance fled from Valerie to Rallywood, and he smiled with some malice. 'What have we here, Mademoiselle? The stamp of some idealised cavalry charger? he asked.
The rings were usually marked on the ground with a stick, but when there was a great hurry, or there was no stick handy, the side of a fellow's boot would do, and the hollows for knucks were always bored by twirling round on your boot-heel.
He lit a cigar. It tasted bitter, so he asked Cheyenne for tobacco and papers, and rolled a cigarette. He inhaled a whiff, and felt more comfortable. The Mexicans, who had ceased to talk when Bartley and Cheyenne entered, were now at it again, making plenty of noise. Cheyenne hummed to himself and tapped the floor with his boot-heel. "She's a funny old world," he declared.
'No, but he denies ever havin' seen it in his life before, an' I believe him. 'An' about that cunnin' little trap in his boot-heel, ma'am? 'It was what he said it was the trick of some enemy. Mr. Shine lifted his right boot as if trying its weight, groaned and set it down again, tried the other, and said: 'An' who might the enemy ha' been, d'ye think?
Thorne's father, when the Directory held dominion in France, gone over to Paris with letters in his boot-heel for some of the royal party, and such had been his good luck that he had returned safe.
Perhaps he had wanted her to know that more than anything else. She had kissed him good-bye. His gray eyes had been kind. "Some day, Annie," he had said. Her face flushed as she recalled the moment. A boot-heel gritted on the walk. She turned. Waring was standing in the doorway. His face was set and hard. Involuntarily she ran to him. "What is it, Jim? Lorry?" He shook his head.
Being something sobered now, Richard lighted a cigar and strolled off through a fall of snow that had set in, thinking on Dorothy. Arriving at his home, he sat an hour in rose-colored reveries. He dived at last into the bronze casket, and brought out the little boot-heel which was the beginning of all First Causes.
"He'll fix it," said Shiner, from the platform of the caboose, while his eyes sought the face of the tall young fellow at Cullin's back. Cullin strode to the corner of the office and followed the ranchman with curious eyes. That sun-tanned, bow-legged person straddled down the back steps, his big spurs jingling, a high boot-heel catching on next to the lowermost and pitching him forward.
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