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He trusted a stranger." "Hit'll kin'er make ye uneasy 'bout talkin' to fellers on the road, won' hit?" said Bud, who was the most sociable man in the settlement. "Hit'll sharpen yo' judg-ment. The way you-all go on now you ain' fur off Mr. Baron fo' never suspectin' nobody." It was this very quality in Bud that was playing into Pink's hands. Yarebrough, however, felt properly rebuked.
"What the devil is this?" demanded Melvin from across the table. "Hold-up or what?" He rapped the table resoundingly. "Shut up!" snapped Carson. "It's just a two-man play, Melvin: Lee an' Trevors." "Oh," said Melvin, and sank back, making no further protest. He was no stranger to Carson or to Bud Lee, and he sensed what might be between Lee and a man like Trevors.
Little Bud, she explained, had insisted on hugging her violently at the last moment, before he would allow her to come away. Wistaria came last, so that, as we all stood grouped about the little rooms I had a fine chance to see her arrival.
At the extreme end of the tip from which the roots descend a bud is formed, which remains dormant until the following spring. Therefore the young plant we set out is a more or less thick mass of roots, a green bud, and usually a bit of the old parent cane, which is of no further service except as a handle and a mark indicating the location of the plant.
When I go back to the house to talk to him I'll ax him if tha' canna' come an' see him tomorrow mornin' an'. bring tha' creatures wi' thee an' then in a bit, when there's more leaves out, an' happen a bud or two, we'll get him to come out an' tha' shall push him in his chair an' we'll bring him here an' show him everything." When she stopped she was quite proud of herself.
'Very beautiful; young and beautiful; beautiful in the bud. You will learn to excuse them, madam. 'But, Chloe The duchess shut her mouth. Out of a languid reverie, she sighed: 'I suppose I must be! My duke oh, don't talk of him. Dear man! he's in bed and fast asleep long before this. I wonder how he came to let me come here. I did bother him, I know.
Bud was more fortunate. He saw the figure, saw the blow hurriedly aimed at him, in time to spring aside; and then, with a yell of rage, for he, too, had caught sight of the pock-marked face of his assailant, he hurled himself toward him. But Pockface had had all of the fight he wanted; for, the instant he struck at Bud and failed to hit him, he sprang through the door.
He turned promptly from the work in hand, ran to his horse, swung up and sped back to his cabin, to telephone to the nearest station, passing the word. Then with axe and shovel, he began his slow way toward the beacon. Bud Lee, from the mountain-top where he and Burkitt had taken Hampton, saw it.
Not a bud, leaf, whisper not a glance. Was this unintentional?" "I meant no harm." "Then you really did not know our custom? You were unprepared? You would willingly have laid out a few centimes on a flower to give me pleasure, had you been aware that it was expected? Say so, and all is forgotten, and the pain soothed."
That dead, fluttering thing was once a bud; it lived the summer-life of a leaf; now it will decay through the winter, and perhaps the next, until it finally becomes part of the earth. Everything in nature I see pursuing the same course; why should I imagine myself an exception to the general rule? 'What, then, is the meaning of life?
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