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How many times had he looked at the great, kindly creature across the fire there and calculated the chances of getting him to Garyville? Andy's face twisted as though he had bitten a green persimmon. "Aw! Don't cry!" he remonstrated, with the mountaineer's quick contempt for expressed emotion. "My Lord! Dan, don't " "I'll cry if I damn please!" Kerry snorted. "You old fool!
Me a-draggin' you down to Garyville! Me, that's loved you like a brother! An' never had no thought an' never had no thought Oh, hell!" he broke off, at the bitter irony of the lie; then the sobs broke forth afresh. To deny that he had come to arrest the outlaw was so pitifully futile. "So ye won't git the money that-a-way?"
One o' them fellers I shot had me half-way to Garyville, tellin' me she was thar sick an' sont him fer me." Kerry laughed aloud. "Me foolin' you!" he jeered. "'Tis a child I've been in your hands, ye black, big, still, solemn rascal! Here's money a-plenty, an' you that knows these mountains the fur side an' me that knows the ropes. You'll lend me a stake f'r the West.
Kerry looked at his host and wondered that any man should hope to tamper with the affections of her who loved him. "Wed we was," the mountain-man went on; and an imperceptible pause followed the words. "We rid down to Garyville to be wed, an' we went from the jestice's office to the office of this here Dickert.
When you're gone, an' I'm here agin by my lonesome, I'm as apt as not to put the muzzle o' my gun in my mouth an' blow the top o' my head off that's how I feel most o' the time. I tell you what you do, Dan: you jest put these here on me an' take me down to Garyville er plumb on to Asheville an' draw your money. That'll square up things fer you an' that pore little gal. What say ye?"
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