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I drew back to let 'im pass, and I was so upset that when that little rat of a landlord follered 'im I didn't say a word. I stood and watched them poking and prying about the wharf as if it belonged to 'em, with the light from the policeman's lantern flashing about all over the place. I was shivering with cold and temper. The mud was drying on me.

Yesterday he tole Jake that he'd shoot him on sight if he, Jake, come on to the land which Uncle Sam says is his. Do you deny that?" "That's 'bout what I tole him," drawled Ransom. "To-day Jake was shot dead like a dog by somebody who was a-waitin' for him, hidden in the brush. The widder, pore soul, suspicioning trouble, follered Jake, and found him with a bullet plumb through his heart.

We chucked away mos' every last thing on that hike but canteens an' rifles. It was a darn fool thing ter do the chuckin' was, o' course but it come out all right, 'cause extree supplies follered us up on the Pie-ho in junks. Ain't that a funny name fer a river? Pie-ho?

Young feller," he went on, speaking to Tom, "I like the way you acted under fire. Thar was a time when I believed that a feller with store clothes on was easy skeered, and I laughed when I seed 'em j'inin' the army 'lowed they would w'ar out in a day or two; but they outmarched us fellers that follered the plow an' when the time come they tuck their red medicine an' never whimpered.

Nolan, that's a darn' good Ford yuh got! I was follered, and 'I was follered hard. But I'm here an' they' ain't an' you can ask anybody if that didn't take some going'!" In the darkness of the cabin Casey turned over and heaved a great sigh. On the heels of that came a chuckle. "I got t' hand it t' the L. A. traffic cops, Mr. Nolan.

As the game had begun atween us, I took the trail and follered it for half a week. Yer see, them skunks didn't mean that I shouldn't get the best of 'em agin.

On down the trail they went, and at the top of the spur that overlooked Lonesome Cove, the Falin sheriff pulled in suddenly and got off his horse. There the tracks swerved again into the bushes. "He's goin' to wait till daylight, fer fear somebody's follered him. He'll come in back o' Devil Judd's." "How do you know he's going to Devil Judd's?" asked Hale.

Something gray went on afore me, and I follered, for sometimes it looked like a woman, and sometimes not. Down it went, making a bee-line for the beach, and I arter it full split, for it travelled fast, I can tell you. The night had been kinder rough, and the waves dashed up high, considering that the storm wasn't nothing much to speak on.

You didn't have to look at the tin trunks and roped bundles to know that they'd just finished ten days in the steerage. You could tell that by the bouquet. They didn't carry their perfume with 'em. It went on ahead, and they follered, backin' Cliffy clear in until he fetched up against the gate, and then jammin' in around him close. Chee! but they was a punky lot!

Finally out of the dust emerged Bud Morgan, and as he came abreast of them he pulled his horse down on its haunches. "Howdy?" he said. "How?" answered the others. "So yer got ther ole pelican, eh?" said Bud, with a grin. "Kit did," said Ted. "Bully for you, Kit," said Bud heartily. "I was in town, an' a feller from over to Running Water told me you and Stella had come out this way, an' I follered.

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