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"Then, look here," said Desborough to Dick; "I shall trust you. Now, you say he will cross the snow. If I were to go round by the Parson's I shouldn't get much snow." "That's just it, don't you see? You can be round at the huts before him. That's what I mean," said Dick. "Take Mr. Buckley's horse, and ride him till he drops, and you'll get another at the Parson's.
You ought to find him in that Mexican lay-out below the depot. He's got a girl down there Pancha Sales." "How was he armed?" asked Buckley. "Two pearl-handled sixes, and a knife." "Keep this for me, Billy," said the ranger, handing over his Winchester. Quixotic, perhaps, but it was Bob Buckley's way. Another man and a braver one might have raised a posse to accompany him.
The black lad stripped himself naked as he was born, and running like a deer, sped to Major Buckley's before the south wind, across the plain. There he found the Sergeant, and told him his tale, and the Sergeant and he broke in on us with the terrible news as we were sitting merrily over our wine. The Sergeant, as I said, broke in upon us with the fearful news as we sat at wine.
"Ay, but before I do," replied Fergus, "where are we to go? Do you still stand for widow Buckley's?" "Certainly, that woman may be useful to me." "Well, then, we may as well jog on in that direction, and as we go I will tell you." "How then did you come to describe the barn or rather, was your description correct?" "Ay, as Gospel.
As she sat on the porch in the darkness in the summer evenings, Clara thought of the incident and of dozens of other swift-passing contacts she had made with men. The voices of the two men talking of money-making went on and on. Whenever she came back out of her introspective world of thought, Alfred Buckley's long jaw was wagging.
However, I'm much relieved to discover that my credulity was imposed upon; otherwise I might be accused of trying to drag the United States and Canada into war." All of his auditors, except the prisoner, smiled at this remark. The boys, who had just finished washing the dishes, joined the inquisition group in time to hear Mr. Buckley's last statement and Mr. Baker's "confession of folly."
"The cove that invented Gregory's Mixture?" "Yes." "Beast he must have been. No, I never read him." "He says that Major Buckley's hypnotised subjects saw hidden objects in a blue light mottoes inside a nut, for example." "Rontgen rays, for a fiver! But Bolter said nothing about seeing blue light.
Just as they sighted home, on the opposite side of the river, they perceived two horsemen before them, evidently on the track between Major Buckley's and Garoopna. They pushed on to "overhaul them," and found that it was Doctor Mulhaus, whom they received with boisterous welcome, and a tall, handsome young gentleman, a stranger. "A young gentleman, Sam," said the Doctor, "Mr.
In a short time they reached widow Buckley's cabin, who, on understanding that it was Reilly who sought admittance, lost not a moment in opening the door and letting them in.
"The servants have entered into an arrangement to sit up, two in turn each night, so as to be ready to give me instant admittance whenever I may chance to come." "But now where are you to place these papers?" asked his companion. "That's a difficulty." "It is, I grant," replied Reilly, "but after what has happened, I think widow Buckley's cabin the safest place for a day or two.
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