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"Doc's up again Will someways," said Jane. "Most folks is," added Mrs. Rust. "Doc's a bad one to get up against," observed Pretty. "If he's going to make Will talk, our men-folk 'll all get chasin' gold. I don't know, I'm sure. Seems to me a roast o' beef in the cook-stove's worth a whole bunch o' cattle that ain't yours.
Well, Alice, I am told that there's been a lot of them landed on the island and took to chasin' and killin' the niggers, and Henry was all but killed by one o' the niggers this very morning, an' was saved by a big feller that's a mystery to me, and by the Grampus, who is the best feller I ever met, a regular trump, he is; and there's all sorts o' doubts, and fears, and rumors, and things of that sort, with a captain of the British navy, that you and I have read so much about, trying to find this pirate out, and suspectin' everybody he meets is him.
The morning on which this argument took place Dale was a long time in catching the horses. When he did come in he shook his head seriously. "Some varmint's been chasin' the horses," he said, as he reached for his saddle. "Did you hear them snortin' an' runnin' last night?" Neither of the girls had been awakened. "I missed one of the colts," went on Dale, "an' I'm goin' to ride across the park."
When Tommy got back to the laboratory after his last call for news, he found Evelyn in the act of starting to fetch him. "Smithers called," she said uneasily. "He says something's moving about " The buzzer of the telephone was humming stridently. Tommy answered quickly. "Just want you handy," said Smithers' calm voice. "I might have to duck. Some Ragged Men are chasin' something.
Hall together, fur nuffin'. He won' stan' no prodjickin' to-day. "He nuver come home dat night tell 'way late, an' ef he'd been fox-huntin' it mus' ha' been de ole red whar lives down in de greenscum mashes he'd been chasin'. De way de sorrel wuz gormed up wid sweat an' mire sut'n'y did hu't me.
"They're chasin' Curly to lynch him for shootin' up the Kid." The Padre gave a well-assumed start and emitted a low whistle. Then he turned directly toward the counter. "You best have a drink on me for the good of the house," he said. "I'll take rye." Beasley swung himself across the counter with a laugh. "Say, that beats the devil!" he cried. "I'll sure drink with you. No one sooner."
He rubs his chin at that. "Do you like hard work?" says he. "Think I'd be chasin' up an office boy snap, if I did?" says I. He takes a minute or so to let that soak in, knockin' his cigar ashes off on the rug in that careless way a man that ain't married does, and then he springs another.
"We've been long comin' to it, Lin, an' thet was for your sake," replied the other. Lin slowly pulled at his pipe and blew out the smoke as if reluctant to part with it. "Let's go on," he said, quietly. "No. I've had all I want of chasin' thet damn wild stallion," returned Bill, shortly. The other spread wide his hands and bent an expostulating look upon the one called Lin.
"I don't go throwin' money away on new hats like you city folks do," she said somewhat tartly. "A hat has to do me three seasons for best an' a fourth for common. I've too much to do to go chasin' after the fashions. I leave that to Bart Coffin's wife." "Who is Bart Coffin?" inquired Bob, amused by her show of spirit. "You ain't met Bart?" "Not yet." "Well, you will.
''Scuse me, says she, snappin' her mouth open an' shut like a trap ''scuse me, but have you seen anything of two strange children in this neighborhood? I th'owed my apron over Lovey Mary's hat, that I was trimmin'. I wasn't goin' to tell till I found out what that widder woman was after. But before I was called upon to answer, Tommy come tearin' round the house chasin' Cusmoodle." "Who?"
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