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At last he remembered with painful regret the drunken sailor it had been his intention to roll. He felt deeply chagrined that his rightful prey should have escaped him. He couldn't understand how it had happened. "This Frisco booze must be something fierce," thought Billy. His head ached frightfully and he was very sick.
"I takes the stage to-night, Jinny dear, from Four Forks to 'Frisco. Maybe I may drop in on Jack afore I go. I'll be back in a week. Good-by." "Good-by." He still held her hand. Presently he drew her back into the room, closing the door carefully, and glancing around. There was a look of profound cunning in his eye as he said slowly, "Bear up, and keep dark, Jinny dear, and trust to the old man.
Your uncle was one of those that marked it off, ma'am." "And Bannister crossed it?" "Yes, ma'am. Yesterday 'Frisco come on him and one of his herders with a big bunch of them less than fifteen miles from here. He didn't know it was Bannister, and took a pot-shot at him. 'Course Bannister came back at him, and he got Frisco in the laig." "Didn't know it was Bannister?
She opened the door, and let in Toledo himself. "Good-evin', marm," said he, gravely. "I just come in to make my last 'fficial call, seein' I'm goin' away to-morrer. Ez there anything the schoolhouse wants I ken git an' send from 'Frisco?" "Going away!" ejaculated the teacher, heedless of the remainder of Toledo's sentence. "Yes, marm; goin' away fur good.
"Well," answered the uncle, "we will take away some of the seed, and plant it in my garden at 'Frisco!" During the walk they noticed some wild animals in the distance; but they dared not attack so formidable a party as the sailors of the Dream. But none the less was their presence absolutely incomprehensible.
But I will tell you what I will do: I will see you on board a steamer, pay your fare through to San Francisco, and place fifty dollars in the purser's hands, to be given you in New York." He drank in my words; his face represented an ecstasy of cunning thought. I could read there, plain as print, that he but thought to overreach me. "And what am I to do in 'Frisco?" he asked.
"Wa'al, Smith was a curious feller, frum all accounts, and it was not till '49 when ther big gold rush came that he thought much more about those three buttes with the gold lying round loose as dirt on 'em. Then he got ther gold fever. He went to 'Frisco and gets up an expedition to find them three buttes. "They got down inter ther desert country all right and locates Smith Mountain.
'But if I don't like it when I get to Frisco, as you call it, all the ropes in California shan't make me do it. Well yes; you may give me a kiss I suppose now if you care about it. And so, or rather so far, Mr Fisker and Marie Melmotte became engaged to each other as man and wife. After that Mr Fisker's remaining business in England went very smoothly with him.
The lamp threw a glare into the dark face, which seemed paler. "Go on, Frisco," said Adam, about the skull, "tell Mamma about her father." A sharp voice answered, "Let go my arms. You're killin' me!" "Quit kiddin'," Adam growled. "Go on!" "He ran a joint in San Francisco and gave me a job after I got out the Navy. Died last fall. I kind of nursed him. Told me to burn all these books diaries.
Sleight the big financier, the smartest man in 'Frisco." "What does he want to buy her for?" asked Rosey, knitting her pretty brows. The apparently simple question suddenly puzzled Mr. Nott. He glanced feebly at his daughter's face, and frowned in vacant irritation. "That's so," he said, drawing a long breath; "there's suthin' in that." "What did he say?" continued the young girl, impatiently.
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