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Mary's beau is that Egyptian with the funny clothes, and I can lick any guy with tight pants." A gentle knock sounded at the door, at which Speed called: "Come in!" Senor Aurelio Maria Carara entered. He was smoking his customary corn-husk cigarette, but his dark eyes were grave and his silken mustachios were pointed to the fineness of a bristle. "Buenos dias, Senor."
"You bet," Stover agreed, in a hushed, awed tone. "Well, you must have heard Missus Heleney Moray in The Baggage Coach Ahead?" queried the scholarly little man. At mention of his beloved classic, Carara, the Mexican, murmured, softly: "Ah! The Baggage Car Te'adora Mora! God bless 'er!"
The loquacious foreman came promptly to the rescue, rejoicing in an opportunity of displaying his oratorical gifts. "Then I'll make you acquainted with the best brandin' outfit in these parts." He waved a long, bony arm at the Mexican, who flashed his white teeth. "This Greaser is Aurelio Maria Carara. Need I say he's Mex, and a preemeer roper?"
Stover addressed himself to Fresno, who had gone pale, and was still prostrate where he had fallen. "Get up, Mr. Berkeley, but don't make no more moves like that behind a man's back. He most got you." Fresno arose in a daze and mopped his brow, murmuring, weakly, "I-I didn't mean to." Carara and Mr. Cloudy came out from cover whither they had fled at Willie's first movement.
She remains the winter here. Do you not guess who it is? A little lady from Lemvig!" "Maren!" exclaimed Otto. "Yes, truly!" said the lady. "She is said to have such a beautiful voice!" "Yes, in Lemvig," remarked Adelaide. "And what a horrible name she has! We must christen her again, when she comes. She must be called Mara, or Massa." "We could call her Massa Carara!" said Grethe.
Stover gasped and retreated, while Carara crossed himself, then sidled back of a bunk. Mr. Cloudy stepped silently out through the open door and held his thumbs. "You start to kid me and I'll wallop you " "One moment!" Willie was transfigured suddenly.
Carara followed at his heels. "It serves him right!" cried Miss Blake, rising. "I hope Mr. Carara " A din of falling pots and pans issued from the cook-house, mingled with shrill cries and soft Spanish imprecations; then, with one long-drawn wail, the pandemonium ceased as suddenly as it had commenced, and Carara issued forth, black with anger.
"What did you do?" inquired Stover. "I woke up, all of a tremble, with a gun in each hand." "I don't take no stock in dreams whatever," said some one. "Well, I'm the last person in the world to be superstitious," Still Bill observed, "but I've had sim'lar visions lately." "Maybe it's a om-en." "What is a om-en?" Carara inquired. "A om-en," explained Willie, "is a kind of a nut.
Take that clothes-line off of me." Carara loosened the noose, and his captive rolled up the steps mopping his face with his handkerchief. "What made you run away?" demanded Speed. "Any time a bunch of bandits unhitch their gats, I'm on my way," sputtered the fat man. "I'm gun-shy, see?
"I've told Carara to hitch up the pintos for me. I must be going." "I'll see that you are safely started," said the young widow; and leaving the trio on the gallery, they entered the house. When they had gone, Jean smiled wisely at Helen. "Roberta's such a thoughtful chaperon," she observed, whereupon Miss Blake giggled. As for Mrs.
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