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Don't the doctors think he will recover his memory?" "That I cannot say," the jeweler said, rising. "Then you think I may relieve Chet's mind?" "Oh, yes. I will give you another hundred for this bill, if you want me to. I will send this to Washington, where they probably already have a record of it.
The floor rose up toward him in a spouting volcano of fire, while Spud glared wildly through glazed and blinded eyes and swung his pistol to rake the flying horde where he knew Chet was not. He saw, through the haze that was sweeping before him, Chet's sprawled body on the floor; he saw him leap to his feet and rush to the rescue of the girl.
The board was mounted on four tiny wheels. The whole would eventually be pulled on a string guided by the plump, moist hand of some blissful six-year-old. You got the incongruity of it the instant your eye fell upon Chet Ball. Chet's shoulders alone would have loomed large in contrast with any wooden toy ever devised, including the Trojan horse.
And Billie, after a moment during which she seemed undecided whether to laugh or cry, presently joined him. "A dog!" gasped Chet, when he could get his breath. "Come here, old man, and let's have a look at you." The dog that had caused all the disturbance came forward at Chet's command and stood looking up at them, his handsome brush waving genially.
It was wrapping them about in the darkness of night as Chet's slender hand touched so delicately upon the ball-control checked them, eased off, drew back again until the thundering exhausts echoed softly where their ship hung suspended a hundred feet above a rocky floor.
Early the first morning of a two-weeks' job on the new plant of the Western Castings Company Chet Ball, glancing down from his dizzy perch atop an electric light pole, espied Miss Anastasia Rourke going to work. He didn't know her name nor anything about her, except that she was pretty. You could see that from a distance even more remote than Chet's.
Feeble, this attempt at humor; but there was none to note the strained edge in his tone, only a girl, whose metal-clad hand closed in a tight hold upon his. "You can joke now," she said with a catch in her voice that showed how desperately hard she was trying to meet Chet's fortitude and force her own words to steadiness. "That takes real nerve. I like that!"
Neither Harkness nor I would steal an atom of his glory. I'll have the proof when I come back. And when I come " For an instant the ready grin that marked Chet's irresistible good nature lighted up his face with a silent echo of some laugh-provoking thought occurring in his mind. " when I do come, Commander, I will make you eat your words.
Well, Perce comes back here for the black-bass fishing almost every summer, and he says if he could get away from business, he'd rather live here than in Boston or New York or any of those places. HE doesn't mind Chet's undertaking." "Please! I'll I'll like everybody! I'll be the community sunbeam!" He led her to the Dawsons.
I'll take care of it for you. Much obliged." Chet's face registered complex emotion. Incredulity struggled with resentment. "You made that horse buck on purpose," he charged. "You're certainly a wiz, Chet," drawled the cattleman. "And that business of being sore at yourself and ashamed was all a bluff. You were laying back to trick me," went on Fox venomously. "How did you guess it?
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