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They turned Bronson's horses out, and watched them charge down the mesa toward the three animals grazing lazily in the morning sunshine. "Your horses will stick with mine," said Lorry. "They won't stray now." "Did I hear a piano this morning, or did I dream that I heard some one playing?" "Oh, it was me, foolin' with Bud's piano in there. Bud's got an amazin' music-box. Ever see it?" "No.
As it caught Bronson's eye an expression came over his face, which, if Fotheringham had seen, would have saved him a vast amount of trouble.
Pete was silent for a minute; meanwhile Hiram continued to dig his hole, and finally set the first post into place. "I tell you to take that post out o' there, Mister," exclaimed Pete, suddenly approaching the other. "I don't like you, anyway. You helped git me turned off up there to Bronson's yesterday.
It was now almost as low as it had been the day Lettie Bronson's boating party had been "wrecked" under the big sycamore. Hiram had not seen the Bronsons for some weeks, but about the time he got his late corn planted, Mr. Bronson drove into the Atterson yard, and found Hiram cultivating his first corn with the five-tooth cultivator.
Blakeley here engaged lower ten, but found it occupied by the man who was later murdered there. The man who did the thing was a friend of Bronson's, evidently, and in trying to get the papers we have the motive for the crime." "There are still some things to be explained." Mr. Hotchkiss wiped his glasses and put them on. "For one thing, Mr. Blakeley, I am puzzled by that bit of chain."
"But mebbe he won't bother you, for he's workin' near town for that new man that's moved into the old Fleigler place. Bronson's his name. But if Pete don't bother you, Sam may." "Sam's the father?" "Yep. And one poor farmer and mean man, if ever there was one! Oh, Pete comes by his orneriness honestly enough." "Oh, I hope I'll have no trouble with any neighbor," said Hiram, hopefully.
As he turned about to signal the Richard, a voice which he recognized as Hawkins', came to him from the darkness astern. "Bronson's knocked out." Leaving Howard to supervise the return of the advance line to their original positions, Gregory instructed the sailors to launch a dory over the rail of the Pelican and was rowed away in the direction of the Richard. Hawkins had but little to tell.
If you can get another job, you take it. It's a 'tarnal shame you didn't take up with that Bronson's offer when he come here after you." "You needn't feel so," said Hiram. "You're no more at fault than I am. This thing just happened nobody could foretell it. And I'm just as sorry as I can be for you, Mother Atterson." The old woman wiped her eyes.
An' Jimmie Bronson's goin' to keep an eye on the cat an' dog. To be sure you're goin', dearie. Put your clothes on. Your breakfas's near ready an' your uncle's starvin'." And to avoid any further argument she bustled away. Mary Rose lay and watched the goldfish for another sixty seconds and the big tears dropped from her eyes to her pillow.
"I wouldn't have known you." Sister was getting plump, she had roses in her cheeks, and she wore a neat, whole, and becoming dress. "You're Miss Bronson," said Sister, gravely. "I wouldn't forget you." Perhaps there was something in what Sister said that stung Lettie Bronson's memory. She flushed a little; but then she smiled most charmingly and asked for Hiram.
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