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Updated: June 15, 2025
Fat Joe's face commenced to shine, and at that he was only beginning to understand. "Ain't I the doctor?" he demanded aggrievedly. "You don't have to go no deeper into technicalities with me. And I told you last night, anyway, didn't I, that it would have to be his last little celebration, unless he was figurin' on a longer journey than he's ever took before.
"Can't I take your place?" asked Lee Virginia, pity deepening in her heart as she caught the look of suffering on her mother's face. "No; you better keep out o' the caffy. It ain't a fit place for you. Fact is, I weren't expecting anything so fine as you are. I laid awake till three o'clock last night figurin' on what to do. I reckon you'd better go back and give this outfit up as a bad job.
"But you didn't go?" "No; he sidesteps it this aft with a fairy tale about drivin' a rich old dame out to Yonkers. All the time he' was figurin' on pinchin' this goil for Jerry. He's a rotten crook." "Why don't you break with him, Annie? You're too good for that sort of thing. He'll spoil your life if you don't." "Listens fine," the girl retorted bitterly.
"Never mind now, lass. It's a good reason. An' you mustn't fear anythin'. I agree with you we've got to prevent this this that's goin' to happen." "Oh, Ben, my dear friend, we must prevent it you must!" "Ahuh!... So I was figurin'." "Ben, you must go to Jack an' tell him show him the peril frighten him terribly so that he will not do do this shameful thing again."
"I don't know about the rest," Casey hedged uncomfortably. "They was figurin' on doing something else. But I guess I could finish up the work for yuh, all right. How deep is your shaft?" "It's a tunnel," she corrected. "My husband started four years ago to drift in to the contact. He'd gone fifty feet when he died.
She offered to bet on him against the King! It certainly beat me all hollow. But see here, Van. I've a hunch there's a dark hoss goin' to show up in this race. So don't underrate Lucy an' her mount, whatever he is. She calls him Wildfire. Ever see him?" "I sure haven't. Fact is, I haven't seen Lucy for days an' days. As for the hunch you gave, I'll say I was figurin' Lucy for some real race.
An' to think as he might ha' Mary Burge, an' be took partners, an' be a big man wi' workmen under him, like Mester Burge Dolly's told me so o'er and o'er again if it warna as he's set's heart on that bit of a wench, as is o' no more use nor the gillyflower on the wall. An' he so wise at bookin' an' figurin', an' not to know no better nor that!"
Well, I got in bad, and I ain't blamin' nobody and I ain't blamin' myself and that's why I ain't hangin' my head about anything I done. And I ain't kickin' because I got started on the wrong foot. I'm figurin' how I kin git started on the other foot and keep a-goin'." "But why should you tell me about these things? I can't help you. And it seems terrible to think about them.
"Think so? Different here. Take a good look at me, June Tolliver." "What for?" Her glance traveled over him disdainfully to the hound puppy chasing its tail. She felt a strange excitement drumming in her veins. "I've seen folks a heap better worth lookin' at." "Because I'm tellin' you to." His big hand caught her chin and swung it back. "Because I'm figurin' on marryin' you right soon."
Mebbe I ought to have stuck in my gab before, but I was figurin' that mebbe you wouldn't go to crowdin' him so close. Ben didn't steal no steers; he run them into his corral by my orders." Dale guffawed loudly and stepped back to sneer at Sanderson. But he had noted the steadiness of the latter's eyes and the sneer faded. "Bah!" he said. "Your orders! An' who in hell are you?"
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