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Baines, suthin' out of the ordinary, and always I got a feelin' like I got a right to know." "Yes," said Scattergood, "seems as though you had a right to know." "Folks is passin' it about that he's comin' home. Is there any truth into it?" "I calc'late it's jest talk," said Scattergood. "Nobody knows where he is." "He'll come sometime," she said.
In the darkness of the evening street Mattie Strong accosted Scattergood that evening, clinging to his arm tremulously. "Mr. Baines," she whispered, affrightedly, "he's come!" "Who's come?" "Mavin Newton he's here, in town." Scattergood frowned. "See him?" "Hain't seen him, but he's here. I kin feel him. I knowed it the minute he come." "Calc'late I've seen everybody here, and I hain't seen him."
It won't give you anything." "Calc'late you're right." "Listen to reason, man. You want something. What is it?" "Me?... Um!... I'm a plain kind of a man, Mr. President, with a plain kind of a wife. Hain't never met Mandy, have you? Wa-al, her and me is perty contented with life. We got a good hardware store ..." "Rot! What do you want?"
I kind o' calc'late 't won't pay to take the cretur's shoes 'n' hide off to-night, 'n' the' won't be much iron on that hose's huffs an haour after daylight, I'll bate ye a quarter." "I'll walk along with you," said Mr. Bernard; "I feel as if I could get along well enough now." So they set off together.
"Bill's mother insisted on a con-sul-tation bein' held; so ol' Dock Smith sent over for young Dock Brainerd. I calc'late that, next to ol' Dock Smith, young Dock Brainerd was the smartest doctor that ever lived.
"Hain't got no figger, but if I had I calc'late it would be about a thousand dollars." "Give you two hundred," said Old Man Penny. Scattergood picked up his mop. "If you fellers really mean business, talk business. I've figgered my profits in this store, countin' in low prices, wouldn't be a cent under a couple of thousand the first year.... And you know it.
"I thought you said he stood in with the Injuns," Weary spoke up from the ambling group, behind. "You're kinda talkin' in circles, ain't you, Applehead?" "Well, I calc'late yuh jest about got to talk in circles to git anywheres near Ramon," Applehead retorted, looking back at the others.
But comin' the way she did last fall, 'n' all this here wind 'n' bluster 'n' snowin' on the Zandias and never comin' no further down, I calc'late the chances is slim, boy 'n' gittin' slimmer every day, now I'm tellin' yuh!" "Well, say! Ain't yuh got a purty fair pitcher the way she stands?" Big Medicine inquired aggressively.
"Will we get to Quaco this tide?" "Scacely." "Do you intend to anchor again?" "Wal, I rayther think I'll hev to do it. But we'd ought to get to Quaco by noon, I calc'late. I'm a thinkin Hello! Good gracious!" The captain's sudden exclamation interrupted his words, and made all turn to look at the object that had called it forth.
"Well," resumed Hezekiah, "when they go we'll be settin' in the sun where they say we'd oughter be. But we ain't agoin' ter stay there, Abby. We're goin' down the road an' git on them 'lectric-cars, an' when we git ter the Junction we're agoin' ter take the steam cars fer Boston. What if 'tis thirty miles! I calc'late we're equal to 'em.
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