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"Certainly." The big man wondered what was coming next. "A wife, for instance." Hough straightened in his chair. His jolly face grew serious. "Are you in earnest, Chad," he queried, "or are you just drawing me out?" "I never was more in earnest in my life." Hough lost sight of the original question in the revelation it suggested. "Do you mean you're really going to get married at last?"
"Well, you ain't much of a shot. I reckon you must have chills and fever. Now, come back here. Give me your powder-horn. You'll find it on top of the hill on the right-hand side of the road. Now, you trot home!" Then Dillon stared. "Double-quick!" shouted Chad. "You ought to know what that means if you are a soldier a soldier!" he repeated, contemptuously. The Dillon disappeared on a run.
Well, Heaven be praised, the years have been peaceful and prosperous, else would not they have fled by so swiftly." "Heaven be praised indeed!" echoed the old woman. "For now the master is so safely seated at Chad that he would be a bold man who tried to oust him. But in days gone by I have sorely feared yon proud Lord of Mortimer. Methought he would try to do him a mischief.
Each time a horse was put up Chad shouted out: "Five dollars," and the crowd around him began to smile and laugh and encourage him and wait for his bid. The auctioneer, too, saw him, and entered into the fun himself, addressing himself to Chad at every opening bid. "Keep it up, little man," said a voice behind him. "You'll get one by and by." Chad looked around.
"He seems to have hated the Deans." And again read the despatches slowly. "You have done good work. There will be less trouble now." Then he paused. "I have had a letter from General Grant. He wants you on his staff." Again he paused, and it took the three past years of discipline to help Chad keep his self-control. "That is, if I have nothing particular for you to do.
I ain't a-goin' to cut the bottom out of m' own money-poke, Chad; you don't need to swivel up in your hide, you ain't marked for twenty-nine." "Well, don't throw out any more hints like that; I don't like that kind of a joke."
Perhaps things would turn out differently in the end, and they would remain together at Chad for the whole of their natural lives. Nurse never wearied of the tales told by her young masters, and listened with fond pride to the recital.
But the day's proceedings seemed drawing to a close, and nothing of any great peril to the Lord of Chad had occurred, when just at the close of the afternoon Brother Fabian suddenly came forward and whispered a few words in the prior's ear; and he, after a moment of apparent hesitation, spoke aloud.
As he was climbing over, the Turner dog jumped the fence and Daws saw blood on his muzzle. "How close was you to him?" asked the Squire. "'Bout twenty feet," said Daws. "Humph!" said old Joel. "Whar was Whizzer?" Again the old Squire glared down at Chad. "Don't you axe that question again, boy. Didn't I tell you hit was irrelevant?" "What's irrelevant?" the boy asked, bluntly.
"Think you can stick on?" "Yes, sir." "All right. Get my bay horse. That old mare of yours is too slow." The Major's big bay horse! Chad was dizzy with pride. When they galloped out into the dark woods, there were the General and Harry and Dan and half a dozen neighbors, sitting silently on their horses and listening to the music of the hounds. The General laughed.
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