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But there's a heap of fellers runnin' her an' some of them didn't cotton to me. One they called Cordy he shore did get offensive. He's the four-flush, loud kind. I didn't want to make any trouble for the girl Ruby thet's her name so I was mighty good-natured.... I dropped in Stanton's to-day. Ruby spotted me fust off, an' SHE asked me to dance. Shore I'm no dandy dancer, but I tried to learn.
And it had begun to look as though he was going to best Time at his own game, and refuse also to grow old; as though he would go on being the same pudgy, grizzled, humorously querulous Old Man beloved of his men, the Happy Family of the Flying U. Sometimes, however, Time will fill a four-flush with the joker, and then laugh while he rakes in the chips.
At the latter hour Johnny, making his tireless rounds but afflicted with despair, located Billy Wobbles, the one with the jerky eyelids and impulsive knees, on the loggia with Loring; Eugene was in the poker room trying numbly to discover the difference between a four-flush and a deuce-high hand; Tommy, his toupee well down toward his scanty white eyebrows, was boring the Courtney girls to the verge of tears; Cecil, stumbling almost rhythmically over his own calves, was playing tennis with Winnie and Sammy and Mrs.
If Mae wouldn't four-flush and act like the Belle of the Moulin Rouge, she'd be the nithest girl you ever met. She's mad about the fellow she's engaged to, and wouldn't look at all the millionaires in New York if you brought 'em to her on a tray.
Gordon sent you?" "You know he did. But I've got to get out now. I'm broke." "I didn't think it of Gordon!" The doctor shook his head sadly. "How underhanded of him!" Linn exploded desperately: "Don't let's four-flush. You were too slick for him, and you sewed me up. I've spent the money he gave me and now I'm flat." "You look strong. We need men." Gordon's emissary turned pale. "Say!
And they prey upon honest men." "Did the Yellow Mine belong to Hardman?" asked Pan curiously. "Him and Matthews. Young Hardman claims it. He's already clashed with Matthews, so I heard." "He'll do more than clash with Matthews, if he isn't careful. He'll cash!" declared Pan grimly. "Matthews is a four-flush sheriff. He wouldn't face a dangerous man. But he'd make short work of Dick Hardman."
Ah! she gives me a pain; she's a four-flush!" growled the Museum proprietor. "She don't make good!" "Tell them, I have grown fond of them all, and I part from them with regret, deep regret! They have kind hearts. Ah, there are many kind hearts in this world," and Von Barwig sighed deeply. Costello looked at him and shook his head slowly: the man was touched.
"If you know what's good for you, you'll quit this cowboy business." "Who are you?" asked Jimmie. A snarl was the only reply. The enraged man was tugging fiercely at the rope. "Quit it!" warned Jimmie. "I'll have to put you to sleep if you try that." "You don't dare!" "Don't four-flush!" the boy advised. "Release me!" Jimmie sat down and leveled the weapon at the struggling man.
He did not seem to have a deliberate intention to rouse Duane; the man was simply rancorous, jealous. "I'll call you right. You cheap bluffer! You four-flush! You damned interfering, conceited ranger!" "Lawson, I'll not take offense, because you seem to be championing your beautiful cousin," replied Duane, in slow speech. "But let me return your compliment. You're a fine Southerner!
Didn't five cowboys over to Everall's kill one another dead all because they got to jerkin' at a quirt among themselves? An' Cal has no reason to love you. His girl was sweet on you." "I quit when I found out she was his girl." "I reckon she ain't quit. But never mind her or reasons. Cal's here, just drunk enough to be ugly. He's achin' to kill somebody. He's one of them four-flush gun-fighters.
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