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Something in the pose of the slim, graceful figure told him of repressed emotion. "That is absurd, Mr. Yeager. You can't do anything for them if you go." "Everybody sizes me up for a buzzard-head," he complained whimsically. The gravity did not lift from her young, quick eyes. "If you go they'll kill you," she said in a voice as dry as a whisper. "Sho! Nothing to that. I'm going down disguised.
"I wish I'd never got sight of the little buzzard-head; I've had him crammed down my throat the last day or two till it's getting plumb monotonous. Pink, that cayuse never saw Oregon. He was raised right on this flat, and he belongs to old Rodway. I've got to lead him back there and turn him over to-day."
"Ward Warren, for heaven's sake, what are you doing?" You couldn't have told from her tone that she had been crying, a mile back, from sheer anxiety, or that she "loved him to pieces." She sounded as if she did not love him at all and was merely disgusted with his actions. "I'm trying to sink my loop on this damned buzzard-head of a horse," Ward retorted glumly.
"Come on, Bat, we'll throw the shell on this old buzzard-head. I'm number seven an' there's three down!" called the Texan. The two swung from the saddles and the roman-nosed outlaw pricked his ears and set against the rope with fore legs braced.
What d'ye think of that, hey, you yellow-hided old scoundrel? And, by the Great Tyee! you'll eat apples and sugar out of her hand, and if you so much as lay back your ears at her I'll frale your sinful heart out with a neck yoke. D'ye get that, you buzzard-head?" Shiner in full stride made a swift grab for his rider's left leg, and his rider with equal swiftness kicked him joyously in the nose.
Maybe there's a lope left in him somewhere. See if you can comb it out with a quirt." "I like your nerve!" she exclaimed. "Beaver Boy can run the heart out of that old buzzard-head of yours and come in dry-haired. Come on, or take my dust!" The hoofbeats drummed dull thunder from the brown earth, and the dust cloud behind drew out and lengthened with the speed of their going.
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