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Suddenly, as he stood with head bent above the paper, this door opened suddenly, and M'Ginnis entered; he also held a paper, and now he spoke without troubling to lift his scowling gaze from the printed column he was scanning: "That you, Lefty? Here's a hell of a mix-up that dog-gone fool Heine's got himself pinched and in Jersey City too! I told him t' stay around here till things was quiet!
An' at daylight I went up to the stable while he was sleepin', an' the dog-gone fool hadn't cleaned the saddle marks from their backs. Now, if you're feeling like bearin' a hand in lagging this black son-of-a I'm with you fair an' square. We won't shake hands, for good reasons, but your word'll go with me." "Nothing would suit me better." Tresler was struggling to fathom the man's object. "Good.
Cappy shrieked, losing all control of himself. "Dog-gone you, Matt Peasley, don't tell me such stories. You're driving me crazy!" "It will cost me nine thousand a month to run her and she doesn't even go near the war zone. I'm going to run her to South American ports." "How long?" Matt Peasley smiled. "How long?" he echoed. "Why, she's only chartered for one trip just now.
Sez he, in a nasty tone, which kind o' interrupted the deac'n's best langwidge, an' made folks fergit to fetch the 'A-men' right, 'You dog-gone son of a hog But I didn't wait fer no more. I sees then what's amiss. My chaw had located itself on the lady's ankle which I 'lows wus shapely which she'd left showin' in gatherin' her fixin's aroun' her.
His cigarette fell and lay smouldering, and for a moment he stared at it; then he laughed softly and glanced at M'Ginnis. "You fool, Bud, you dog-gone fool! Forgot t' load up y'r gun, eh? But I guess you got me all right, anyway you're shootin' better t'night than you did in the wood that time eh, Bud?
Like some inexorable motion picture film that refuses to throw anything but one fatal scene on the screen, his recollections make the actors take their well-remembered positions and the play begins. For the thousandth time he gnashes his teeth as he sees the ball slip from his grasp. "Dog-gone it," he mutters, "if my boy doesn't do better in the big game than I did, I'll whale the hide off him!"
Now there's that crazy boy gone out in a rage just because he had the presumption to tangle with me in a business deal and get dog-gone well licked! He put it all over me yesterday, thinking I couldn't protect myself. Well, he knows better now, Skinner; he knows better now! In-fer-nal young scoundrel! Wow, but wasn't he a wild man, Skinner? Wasn't he though?" And Cappy Ricks chuckled.
"Doggone it" he muttered, "if this ain't the worst town in California for killin's. I never did see such a one-horse camp with such a big potter's field. If I wasn't a inquisitive old hunks I'd get out of such a pesky hole P. D. Q. I wouldn't a' come back in the first place if it hadn't a' been for that Joe person. Dog-gone him!" This was quite true. For some months Mr.
And you've known this all this while! Dog-gone you why didn't you tell me? FEJEVARY: I've been thinking about it. I haven't known what to believe. This hurts beliefs of earlier years. FELIX: The things it hurts will have to go. FEJEVARY: I don't know about that, Felix. Perhaps in time we'll find truth in them. FELIX: Oh, if you feel that way, father.
Impulsively he waved good-night. Her attitude had seemed to call for it. He saw her fingers flash to her lips. She tilted her chin and threw him a kiss. "Dog-gone the luck!" he growled as he entered his cabin. And with the brief expletive he condemned his disloyalty to the sprightly, slender Dorothy; the Peter Pan of the Blue Mesa; the dream girl of that idle noon at the Big Spring.
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