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Updated: June 9, 2025
There was the Major, apparently bleedin' profusely, yet not carin' a great deal, seemin' more concerned in rockin' bac'ard and forrard and sneezin'. His manner seemed to say, 'So long as you don't interfere with the innocent pleasures of a sneeze I don't care what breaks. There was Hadds rubbin' his head: there was me with my mouth open; and there was the Majoress, leanin' over the counter and smilin' a dark, mysterious smile.
Two days after, I had occasion to go back to the same place, an' when I comed in sight o' the camp, I guess there was a mighty stir. "`Wot's to do? says I to a miner in a hole, who wos diggin' away for gold, and carin' nothin' about it. "`Only scraggin' an Injun, he said, lookin' up. "`Oh, says I, `I'll go and see.
"Maybe luck," said the sheriff. "How d' you come back this way?" "Made a plumb circle," chuckled Gregg. "Rode like a fool not carin' where I hit out for, and the end of it was that it was dark before I'd had sense to watch where the sun went down." "Kind of cheerful, ain't you?" cut in Ronicky Joe, and his voice was as dry as the crisping leaves in an autumn wind.
They're no' carin' a button whaur Liz is, said Teen calmly. 'Have you no idea? asked Gladys. 'Not the least. I may think what I like, but I dinna ken a thing, replied the girl candidly. 'What do you think, then? You knew her so intimately. If you would help me, we might do something together, said Gladys eagerly.
"A believe that; A ken that, Aadam," returned old Loudon, dryly; "and the curiis thing is, I'm no very carin'. See here, ma man," he continued, addressing himself to me. "A'm your grandfaither, amn't I not? Never you mind what Aadam says. A'll see justice din ye. A'm rich." "Father," said Uncle Adam, "I would like one word with you in private." I rose to go.
If it hadn't of ben that I love you, what you think I'd a-done to that bunch? That's th' truth. I ben holdin' off thinkin' you'd come to your senses an' see that Buck Courtrey ain't to be met with vilence. Now I'm playin' my trump card now, tonight. "Lola says you love this dude from below. That don't cut no ice with me. I ain't carin' for no love from you at present. All I want is you.
"Son carin', eh?" cried eager Marietta. "Hum yes pretty enough," he grudgingly acknowledged. "But even so?" the ingrate added, as he turned away, and let himself drop back into his lounging-chair. "My dear good woman, no amount of prettiness can disguise the fundamental banality of things. Your fireflies St.
"Ye've guessed it ag'in." "You didn't want the bosses to be robbed?" The escaped convict had his face propped between his hands with his elbows resting on his knees. "I'm thinkin' maybe it's six o' one and a half-dozen o' tother," he said soberly. "I wasn't carin' so damned much about the bosses, square as they've been to me.
He'll come, whichever one you call him, Clem or Clematis. Make no diff'ence to him, long's he git his vittles. Clem or Clematis, HE ain' carin'!"
"But we'll not be carin' about anny crazy destruction," he announced cheerfully; "for, shure, and there's plenty more o' 'em on sale in this town." Johnnie stared up, trying to comprehend the good news. "The 'xact same ones?" he asked. "Little book lover, I'll warrant there's a thousand o' each story if a man was t' take count." "Oh!" The Father knelt. "Lad, dear!" he exclaimed tenderly.
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