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"When's the next train to New York?" she asked a porter. "It's wint," said the porter. "Wint at four-five." "I said when's the next train," Kedzie snapped. "T'-marra' marnin'," said the porter. "My Gawd!" said Kedzie. "Have I gotta spend the night in this hole?" The porter stared. He was not used to hearing Mecca called a hole.
She deposited the baby on the seat beside her, fumbled for a nickel, and asked the conductor pantingly if she would be in time to catch the four-five to the city. It maddened her to watch the bored deliberation of the man as he pulled out his watch and regarded it meditatively.
But even with these two inhuman monsters doing their best to make her miss the train, and with the street car she wanted to transfer to running off and leaving her at the very last minute, and with Lovin Child suddenly discovering that he wanted to be carried, and that he emphatically did not want her to carry the suit case at all, Marie actually reached the depot ahead of the four-five train.
His muscles would not obey the flaccid will. The flood of waters died down. The roaring ceased. The puncher's words came to him clear. "... not but what she was likely glad enough to go with Jake. She was out with him four-five hours. Where was they, I ask? What was they doing? You can't tell me she couldn't 'a' got away sooner if she'd wanted to so darned bad.
Take you the sum and sign you the paper bach." Having acted accordingly, Dai cast his gaze on the shelves and on the floor, and he walked about judging aloud the value of what he saw: "Tea, three-pound-ten; biscuits, four-six; flour, four-five; firewood, five shillings; matches, one-ten; soap, one pound. Bring you these to Petersham. Put you them with the bed and the dishes I kindly lent you."
If you said one word to my lass " "No, Father. You don't understand. I found a camp of whiskey-traders, and I stole up and smashed four-five kegs. I meant to slip away, but this man caught me. When he rushed at me I was afraid so I slashed at him with my knife. We fought." "You fought," her father repeated. "He didn't know I was a girl not at first." The buffalo-hunter passed that point.
It was decided that Morse should take Onistah and Jessie back to Faraway next day and return with a load of provisions. Whaley's fever must run its period. It was impossible to tell yet whether he would live or die, but for some days at least it would not be safe to move him. "Morse, I've watched ye through four-five days of near-hell.
"She's gone down considerable the last four-five days. Out of the banks last week an' runnin' all over creation." "Still pretty high," remarked the other. "Came near to sweeping Zack's mare downstream but well, she made it and Zack has turned black again." The settler raised his lantern again at the stable door and looked dubiously at the negro. "You're from Kentucky, Mr.
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