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"What in thunder she wants that ole cuss fer I can't find out. She's drivin' me plum crazy." I explained. "That's it," said George. "It's bin Pap an' her money night an' day fer forty-eight hours. She wanted ter give him him, by Jing! her money." The doctor heard the story half an hour later.
Not that I'm any better than the sailors an' cow-punchers I travelled with, I was cow-punchin' for a short time, you know, but I always liked books, read everything I could lay hands on, an' well, I guess I think differently from most of 'em. "Now, to come to what I'm drivin' at. I was never inside a house like this.
But I'm dyin', Sam, and it's cos you've killed me." "Good God, Mary!" cried the astonished Sam, jumping up; "yure crazy here, doctor!" "Doctor can't do no good, Sam; keep still, and listen, ef yer love me like yer once said yer did; for I hevn't got much breath left," gasped the woman. "Mary," said the aggrieved Sam, "I swow to God I dunno what yer drivin' at."
She was waiting, to the very last minute, for her "Uncle Cyrus." "Hello, shipmate," he hailed. "Not headed for school yet? Good! I cal'late you needn't go this afternoon. I'm thinkin' of hirin' a team and drivin' to Ostable, and I didn't know but you'd like to go with me. Think you could, without that teacher woman havin' you brought up aft for mutiny?" Bos'n thought it over.
"I've been a-thinkin'," replied Chillis, "that the house, arter all, ain't goin' to be much protection, with the water splashin' under foot, an' the wind an' rain drivin' in on that side where the chimney is took away. It's an awful pity such a neat, nice little place should come to grief, like this a real snug little home!"
And stupidity, which would probably have explained the facts in the case of any other dweller in those parts, was not to be thought of in Snarley's case. "I knew what the old gal was drivin' at before she'd finished the text," said Snarley to me.
This cold snap will soon be over and I can show you no end of land worth a gold mine any time you are ready. But make it soon. Land's goin' faster here'n you Delaware fellers think, and" in a lower voice "Doc Carey's drivin' over it all the time, and that Jew of a Jacobs ain't in business here on account of no lung trouble, and his hatred of saloons is somethin' pisen."
I know now," was the downcast reply. "Twelve hours ago I thought differently. Didn't I, Mr. Tomlin?" Tomlin tried hard to look knowing. "Oh, is that wot you wur drivin' at?" he said. "Dang me, mister, I could soon ha' put you right 'ad you tole me." "Well, well. Can't be helped. I may do better in London. What do you say, Mr. Ingerman? The City is the real mint of money and crime.
"He sifted in wearin' one of these hardboiled hats, and carryin' a brogue thick enough to skate on. Says he wants a job drivin' team that he drives a truck plenty back to St. Louis, where he comes from. Goodrich sets him behind them little pinto cavallos he has. Say! that son of a gun a driver! He couldn't drive nails in a snow bank."
"Yes, they did know yesterday; but now, because their stomachs are not quite full, they're ready to admit that every redskin is an imitation angel." "Think you they can badger the colonel?" Jacob asked, thoughtfully, thus repeating my question in different words. "I will say to you as I did to Noel, that they're like to get the rough end of it before drivin' him into a mistake.
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