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"You must pardon me," she murmured. "I myself am a Chicago girl, so you must see how natural it is for me to hope that so sweet and beautiful a girl as Chuckie came from my city." "Chuckie is my daughter," stated Knowles in a flat tone. "If you will kindly permit me to explain. My husband " "Chuckie is my daughter, legally adopted," repeated the cowman. "You can see what she is like.
"Let me tell you, Miss Chuckie you and my wife and Ashton may like him that much, but I don't!" "You need not worry, Mr. Tenderfoot," the girl flashed back at him. "Whenever it comes to a hot time, Kid always gets in the first fire, without waiting to be told." "Don't I know it?" exclaimed Ashton. "Maybe you haven't noticed this hole in my hat, Mrs. Blake. He put a bullet through it."
Singly, in pairs, in groups, the rescuers burst up into view and came loping down to her, shouting and waving. In the lead rode her father and the sheriff; in the midst Genevieve, between two attendant young punchers. In all, there were nearly two dozen eager, resolute men, everyone an admiring friend of Miss Chuckie, everyone zealous to serve her and hers. The girl stood waiting beside the fire.
"Yes, I I promised Miss Chuckie to try to forget the past. But when I think of what I lost, all because of him " "So-o!" considered the cowman. "Maybe there's more in what Kid says than I thought. He's been cross-questioning Blake all day. You know how little Kid is given to gab. But from the time we started off he kept after Blake like he was cutting out steers at the round-up."
But you must wait at least until you've both had dinner. Mr. Ashton, I'm sure, is half starved." "Me, too, Miss Chuckie. But you know I'd rather eat a wolf or a rustler or even a daring desperado than sinkers and beans, any day." "You'll come in with us and see what Daddy has to say about it," the girl insisted. She started to loosen her saddle-cinch.
Must have some good qualities Chuckie seems to be very fond of him." "As fond as if he were a brother. No; Lafayette is to be the happy man unless he backslides. We must help him." Blake nodded. "That's another thing that hangs on this project. If it proves to be feasible, I can give Ashton a chance to make good as an engineer.
"I like having one Miss close," he punned. The girl blushed, but failed to show any sign of resentment. Blake looked significantly at his wife. "Don't know but what I've changed my mind about a siesta," he remarked. "Here's Tommy gone to sleep just when I wanted to fight him. Do you think Miss Chuckie can keep him and Ashton from running away if I go to bring in the level?"
"He owns five sections, Chuckie told me. What are they worth now? But with water on them, even without a single tree planted, they would sell as orchard land for more than all his herd; and he would still have his cattle. He could sell them to the settlers for more than what he now gets shipping them over the range." "I begin to see, Tom. I might have known it." "I'm telling you, of course.
"Miss Chuckie says tell Yuki." "Shore pop, I'll bring all there is," replied Gowan. Ashton started back. "Hold on," said the puncher. "I want to say something to you, and here's the chance." "What is it?" "About him. I want you to keep a mighty close watch tonight." "But you said that the murderer would not " "Bah! What does he count in this deal? It's this engineer.
The brothers had not long to search before they came upon her, where she sat on the ground at the door of the turf-built cottage, feeding a chicken with oatmeal paste. "What are you doin', Dawtie?" they asked. "I'm tryin'," she answered, without looking up, "to haud the life i' the chuckie." "What's the matter wi' 't?" "Naething but the want o' a mither." "Is the mither o' 't deid?"
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