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Perkins." "Still, it was only clouds." "Wait till I tell yuh," persisted Weary, stubbornly refusing comfort. "When I got up this morning I put my boots on the wrong feet; that's a sure sign that your dream'll come true. At breakfast I upset the can uh salt; which is bad luck. Mr. Perkins, I'm a lost man." Pink's eyes widened; he looked like a child listening to a story of goblins.
"What was over him at all," she said, "to give you the like o' that? Didn't he know the green was unlucky? Sure, 'tis unlucky for him it'll be, and you'll never marry him. My dream'll come true, and you'll be saved in time, Miss Bawn. The ill luck is for him, not for you."
"Kind of half. I don't aim to know everything." "She said you would come back," and Boca smiled. "That dream'll sure come true. I ain't forgettin'. But I ain't goin' to wait till you're gone." Boca touched Pete's hand. "And you will bring me a present. A dress or a ring, perhaps?" "You kin jest bank on that!
That dream'll come true; you see if it don't!" "I I wouldn't worry over just a bad dream, Mr. Weary," comforted Pink. "But that ain't all. I woke up in a cold sweat, and went outside. And there in the clouds, perfect as life, I seen a posse uh men galloping up from the South. Down South," he explained sadly, "sleeps my victim a white-headed, innocent old man. That posse is sure headed for me, Mr.
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