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"Wal, I reckon them bisness fellars have so many papers, round that its 'tarnal queer they don't loose money, but ten to one this 'ere thing don't amount to a goose egg." Mr. Spriggins had now gained the office, and with smiling countenance inquired for Mr. Verne. A genial "come in" from the inner office inspired our friend with additional confidence. Mr.
"I don't know how to explain, but the fact is I feel thet Bo has played the the devil with me an' all the other fellars." "You mean she has flirted?" "I reckon." "Las Vegas, I'm afraid you're right," said Helen, with growing apprehension. "Go on. Tell me what's happened." "Wal, thet Turner boy, who rides for Beasley, he was hot after Bo," returned Carmichael, and he spoke as if memory hurt him.
"Too quick 'll be as bad as too slow. Snake is sore these days, gittin' sorer all the time. He might savvy somethin', if I ain't careful, an' kill the girl or do her harm. I know these fellars. They're all ready to go to pieces. An' shore I must play safe. Shore it'd be safer to have a plan." Wilson's shrewd, light eyes gleamed with an idea.
"I tell yer what, Melindy, if I was a-livin' in town I'd live. I'd buy them fellars out in less than no time," exclaimed Moses, as a fair-sized banana disappeared from view at one gasp. "Tell you what it is, Melindy, them fellars makes a fortin' out of this stuff; by golly, it's good." A fact which was evident from the gusto resorted to in mastication.
An' when Simm Bruce busted in some of the gang haw-hawed him an' said as how he'd get the third cut from Jean Isbel's bowie. Bruce was half drunk an' he began to cuss an' rave about Jean Isbel bein' in love with his girl.... As bad luck would have it, a couple of more fellars come in an' asked Meeker questions.
Perhaps I shall understand better, if you go on. What happened after they left?" "Why, we just went back ter bed, an' 'long 'bout daylight, I reckon, sum fellars cum ashore off a steamboat, an' done broke inter de house; muster bin a dozen, er mor', white men, a cussin' an' swearin', an' sayin' dey wus a huntin' dem thar Beaucaire niggers. We never done heerd 'em till dey bust in de dore.
Whatever was in the wind hedn't pleased him none. An' I calkilated thet young Isbel wasn't a sight good fer Greaves' sore eyes, anyway. But he paid no more attention to Isbel. Acted jest as if he hedn't heerd Isbel say he wanted a cinch strap. "I stayed inside the store then. Thar was a lot of fellars I'd seen, an' some I knowed. Couple of card games goin', an' drinkin', of course.
My friend offered to bet $500, when old Jack said: "Boys, I'm drinking, and I don't care, fur my spunk's up, and I'd just's soon bet her all the first bet; them tarnal fellers guzzled me out of $1,000 in Cincinnater, and I wants ter get even." So saying he pulled out his big roll, slammed it down on the table, and said: "Thar's my pile, and you fellars darn't cover her."
"Aw, I ain't sayin' she didn't behave like a lady," replied Carmichael. "It was she wal, all them fellars are fools over her an' Bo wasn't true to me." "My dear boy, is Bo engaged to you?" "Lord if she only was!" he sighed. "Then how can you say she wasn't true to you? Be reasonable." "I reckon now, Miss Nell, thet no one can be in love an' act reasonable," rejoined the cowboy.
"I hope you fellars git some cougars, an' I believe you will. Whatever you do, kill Old Tom." "We'll catch him alive. We're not on a hunt to kill cougars," said Jones. "What!" exclaimed Clarke, looking from Jones to us. His rugged face wore a half-smile. "Jones ropes cougars, an' ties them up," replied Frank. "I'm if he'll ever rope Old Tom," burst out Clarke, ejecting a huge quid of tobacco.
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