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Wonder if she's gone on that young feller? I guess she is all right! Say, wasn't that a clout he handed Perkins. And didn't she give me one. But them eyes! Mandy Haley! By the jumpin' Jeremiah! And the way she looks at a feller! Here, Deck, what you foolin' about? Gwan now, or you'll git into trouble."
"D'ye think a police launch 'ud be foolin' around with a tow at this time o' day if it wasn't something special?" persisted the first speaker. "Can't yer see it's empty? There's a cop pointin' now to the clubhouse." "Good for you," pronounced the doubtful one. The pointing cop had clinched the argument. "An' they're headin' that way," came the cry. Off raced the men.
You do not object to my looking these over?" he asked, this time reversing a plate and subjecting it to the same scrutiny. "No, so ye don't let go of 'em. Fellow come in here last week and broke a teapot foolin' wid it." The visitor, without replying, continued his cool examination of the collection, consisting of articles of different makes and colors.
"I'm Jessie McRae, daughter of Angus, and if you insult me, you'll have to settle with him." He gave a short snort of laughter. "Wake up, girl. What's the use of foolin' yourself? You're a breed. McRae's tried to forget it and so have you. But all the time you know damn well you're half Injun." Jessie looked at him with angry contempt, then wheeled for the door.
"De gospel it all right, bof in de dark an' de light o' de moon; but you keep on foolin' wid it an' follerin' it an' you gwine lose yo' min'. I knows whut I talkin' erbout. You got ter come ter de 'clusion dat de Lawd knows best an' not pry too fur inter his erfairs. Tom inquired. "Now, Mr. Tom, whut put dat inter yo' head? Ef I had ernudder quarter I could open up er 'skussion dat "
"Where did ye git it?" "Don't worry about that, dad. It's honest money, and I'm glad it's to be spent for a good purpose. But for that little song I heard in New York, it would have been all blown in by this time." "Jimmy, d'ye tell me that it's yer own money?" the captain demanded. "Or are ye only foolin' me?"
But Bob leaps oot o' way, quick as lightnin' yet cool as butter, and when he's done his foolin drives un back agin." "Who seed all this?" interposed Sam'l, sceptically. "'Enry Farewether from the loft. So there, Fat'ead!" Tammas replied, and continued his tale. "So they goes on; bull chargin' and Bob drivin' un back and back, hoppin' in and oot agin, quiet as a cowcumber, yet determined.
"I reckon you've been foolin' away in Sacramento the money yer parents give yer for return stage fare, eh? Don't lie, sonny," he added grimly, as the now artful Clarence smiled diplomatically, "I've been thar myself!" Luckily, the excuse that he was "tired and sleepy" prevented further dangerous questioning, and the boy was soon really in deep slumber on the wagon floor.
"Git aout with yer nonsense!" retorted Ephraim. "I wish you'd quit yer foolin' an' let a feller alone." "You will discover this is not fooling, sir," said Frank, sternly. "My friend demands that you fight him immediately. Will you do it?" "Wal, I be twisted if I don't!" snorted Ephraim, as he spat on his hands and prepared to remove his coat. "Where is ther consarned critter?
While I was foolin' around some Arkansas fairy might get in and nail down my little job." "Yes," I laughed; "upon all accounts, the quicker you get there the better." Checkers closed one eye and fixed the other on a spot in the ceiling. "I wonder," he murmured, "how the walking is between here and Clarksville?" "Checkers," I said, "are you broke again?"
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