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Leon, too, had heard the sound, and would have started after a poker, intent on killing the reptile, had he not seen Tom shake his head, a twinkle in his eye. "There are no rattlesnakes about in the dead of winter on this Range," Tom declared positively. "That one has been keeping hisself warm in the bottom of the wood-box," insisted Alf. Click-ick-ick!
He was standing, his back turned to the others, over a wood-box. Click-ick-ick! sounded a warning note. "Ow-ow-ow-ow!" howled Alf, jumping back, dropping both match and cigarette. "What's the matter, youngster?" demanded Tom placidly. "There's a rattlesnake in there under the wood," wailed the boy, his face ashen. "How do you know?" "I heard him rattle!"
Alf howled with terror, and seemed in danger of falling from the stool. "You'll keep on hearing rattlers, I expect," grunted Reade, "when all the time it's nothing but the snapping of your nerves from smoking cigarettes. The next thing you know your brain will snap utterly." Click-ick-ick! On his stool Alf danced a mild war-dance from sheer nervousness.
"Alf, do you see how cigarettes are taking the hinges off your nerves." Shame-faced, and believing that Tom was right, Alf advanced toward the cot. As he reached the side of it Click-ick-ick! sounded close to him. "You can't make me stay in this tent. It's the most dangerous spot in Nevada," cried Drew, turning and fleeing into flee open.
"I see," remarked Reade gravely, "that your nerves are going all to pieces." "I feel fine," asserted Alf stolidly. "You must, with your nerves in the state I now find them," retorted the young engineer. "Next thing I know you'll be hearing things." Click-ick-ick! "Wow-ow-wow!" shrieked Alf Drew, bounding some ten feet away from the low bush near which he had been standing. Click-ick-ick-ick!
"I've been trying to tell Alf that cigarettes are undermining his nerves and making him hear and see things." Leon unconcernedly overturned the wood-box. Alf, with a yell, ran and jumped upon a stool, standing there, his eyes threatening to pop out from sheer terror. Leon began to stir the firewood about with his foot. Click-ick-ick!
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