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I'm going to hold my own against Dud Fielding and all his kind, no matter how they push; and I told Father Rector that yesterday when they were plastering up Dud's eye and nose." "O Dan, you didn't!" "Yes, I did. I was just boiling up, and had to bust out, I guess. And when he lectured us about being gentlemen, I told him I didn't aim at anything like that.
"O' course any one that'd let another fellow take his wife from him an' him not married more'n an hour or two " The young fellow did not hear the end of the cruel gibe. The sound of rushing waters filled his ears. He pulled off the second boot. Again his gaze met that of Hollister. He remembered Dud's words. "Crawl his hump sudden. Go to it like a wild cat." The trouble was he couldn't.
"That for his million!" and Dan snapped his two fishy fingers under Dud's Grecian nose. "You ain't worth a buffalo nickel, Dud Fielding; and I wouldn't ask one for saving your measly little life." And Dan went off with his lobsters, in a wrath almost fiery enough to boil them alive. Pay! pay for that wild plunge into watery depths the doubt, the fear, the icy terror of hungry monsters around him!
But Dud's evil fortune continued to pursue him. The patent had scarcely been securedere the Civil War broke out, and the arts of peace must at once perforce give place to the arts of war. Dud's nature would not suffer him to be neutral at such a time; and when the nation divided itself into two hostile camps, his predilections being strongly loyalist, he took the side of the King with his father.
Inside of ten minutes, you said," Shorty of the Keystone reminded Hollister. "An' this Sunday, you recollect." Dud's gaze rested on a figure of a horseman moving slowly up the road toward them. The approaching rider was the Reverend Melanchthon T. Browning, late of Providence, Rhode Island.
What with the young lady's information about watching this Lafe Green person, and Dud's hint that there was something brewing, it strikes me that we ought to get going. There's only one logical place to start, and that is this restaurant," said Garry emphatically. "We must understand one thing, though.
Dud's white teeth showed in his friendly, affectionate grin. "Never did see such a fellow for backin' hisself into a corner an' allowin' that he's a plumb quitter. I'll bet, if the facts were known, he come through all right." June decided to tell her story. "Yes, Dud. He must have seen Jake Houck with me, and when Jake annoyed me Bob jumped at him and hit him. Then Jake shot."
They had been chasing a jack-rabbit across the mesa for sport. Their broncos were now grazing close at hand. "Ever notice how a jack-rabbit jumps high when it's crowded?" Dud asked idly. Bob nodded. "Like a deer. Crowd one an' he gets to jumpin' high. 'D you see that jack turn a somersault just as I threw my rope the last time?" Dud's keen eyes ranged the landscape.
The boy was grateful beyond words, even while he was ashamed that he needed protection. At the bunkhouse Dud's story was a great success. He had a knack of drawling out his climaxes with humorous effect. "An' when I laid that red-hot skillet on the nearest area of Rumpty-Tumpty's geography he ce'tainly went up into the roof like he'd been fired out of a rocket.
For an instant he caught a glimpse of blue sunlit sky before he plunged down again into the black waters and was engulfed by them.... He opened his eyes. Dud's voice came from a long way. "Comin' to all right. Didn't I tell you this bird couldn't drown?" The mists cleared. Bob saw Dud's cheerful smile, and back of it the faces of Harshaw, Hawks, and Big Bill. "You got me out," he murmured.
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