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Of course, if you wish to disregard my advice you may do so." He smiled with a frank embarrassment and limped toward the door. "Why, ma'am," he said regretfully as he reached the door, "I cert'nly don't want to do anything which you think ain't right, after what you've done for me. I don't want to belittle you, an' I think that when I said that I might have been gassin' a little.
"And why would he be after incriminating himself?" Danny demanded. The boys digested this news in silence for a moment. Then, "Does that fellow who was just in here play?" asked Tom. "He does. He plays right guard, and he plays it well. I'll say that for him. Well, it's catchin' no fish I am sittin' here gassin' with you fellers. Make yourselves to home. I must be gettin' on."
Say, the things he does makes me most ready to cry like a kid. An' all the time he threatens her wi' Jake fer a husband. An' she don't never complain. Not she; no sir. You don't know the blind hulks, Tresler; but ther', it ain't no use in gassin'. He don't never mean her fer Jake, an' I guess she knows it. But she's plumb scared, anyways."
"I'm runnin' a little surprise party of my own," declared Calumet. "Was you thinkin' I was fool enough to go to gassin' with you, trustin' that you wouldn't take your chance to perforate me? You've got another guess comin'." The disappointed gleam in Taggart's eyes showed that such had been his intention. "There wasn't to be no shootin' until after we'd held our peace meetin'," he complained.
Me an' Kitty here warn't talkin' nothin' important, nohow. Just a gassin' like. I reckon she'd ruther go on home with you, anyhow, an' it's all right with me." "Maverick!" questioned the professor. "And what, may I ask, is a maverick?" "Hit's a critter what don't belong to nobody," answered Patches, moving toward his horse.
I was gassin' with one of them which has just got in with cramps in his legs." It was then, and for the first time, that they heard the slow and groping utterance of Ans Handerson. "Ay like the looks," he was saying to the bar-keeper. "Ay tank Ay gat a claim."
"Because if you are," resumed Sanderson, his voice bringing the big man to a halt, "you're the man I'm wantin' to do my gassin' to. If you ain't runnin' things, why, I reckon you ain't in the deal at all." "Well, I'm runnin' things," sneered the other. "Tell me what you're wantin' or pull your freight out of here, pronto!" "I'm sure some disturbed over my mistake," grinned Sanderson.
To Calumet's slow nod, he continued: "Betty Clayton's runnin' it now. They say old Marston was the meanest old coyote that ever " Calumet's gaze was level and direct, and the proprietor shrank under its cold malignance. Calumet leaned forward. "You're talkin' to the old coyote's son right now," he said. "An' you can speak right out loud in meetin' an' say that you was gassin' through your hat!"
But I might feel like that, in myself, if I went a certain road. 'I've got to go to Watmore, he said. 'Can you take me? 'When d'you want to go? asked the uncle fiercely. 'Now. 'Come on, then. What d'yer stand gassin' on th' causeway for? The nephew took his seat beside the driver. The cab began to quiver, then it started forward with a whirr.
For reply the mason looked wearily at her, and rising from his seat on the doorstep with a gesture remarked, "Well, I can't stay here gassin' all night, lady. I must hike along soon to get the Frisco train.... What do you care about it anyway, whether the strikes are our fault or not?
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