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And he looked down to his blunt-knuckled hands. "'S matter of fact," continued Haw-Haw easily, "he's right here now!" He looked again towards Mac Strann and remembered once more the drink which Mac might so easily have purchased for him. "It ain't Pale Annie, is it?" asked the black haired man, casting a dubious glance up and down the vast frame of the undertaker. "Him? Not half!" grinned Haw-Haw.
There it halted and slunk back a little, the upper lip lifted away from the long fangs, its eyes glittered upon the face of the giant, and then it swung about and slipped out of the barroom as it had come, in utter silence. In the utter silence Mac Strann leaned across the table to Haw-Haw Langley. "He's come alone this time," he said, "but the next time he'll bring his master with him.
But if sorrow it was that thus affected the spirits of the warrior, as it seemed to have done on several previous occasions, it proved to be as easily consolable as before, as the event showed; for having finished his lamentations, and left the rock, he advanced towards Roland, whom he threatened for the third time with his knife; when one of the younger Indians muttering a few words of remonstrance, and pointing at the same time to the keg of fire-water on the horse's back, his grief and rage expired together in a haw-haw, ten times more obstreperous and joyous than any he had indulged before.
He whispered rapidly: "You remember last night when you was out of the room for a minute? Jerry turned his head to me jest the way he's lyin' now and I says: 'Jerry, is there anything I can do for you?" Mac Strann reached up and his big fingers closed over those of Haw-Haw. "Haw-Haw," he muttered, "you was his frien'. I know that." Haw-Haw gathered assurance.
"I should like to have been able to take the park of the next place, La Sarthe Chase, too that impassable haw-haw and the boarded-up gate irritate me. The boards have been put since I came to look over everything last autumn.
His twenty years of Colonial life, divesting him of the dandyism in which he had been bred, had left him the essential neatness of the horseman, and given him a queer and rather blighting eye over what he called "the silly haw-haw" of some Englishmen, the "flapping cockatoory" of some English-women Holly had none of that and Holly was his model.
Then he slowly and cautiously made his way back through the underbrush until he was again in sight of the cross-roads. Here, concealed behind a tree, he waited patiently some five or ten minutes. At the end of that time, Chamberlain's mild and kindly face lighted up with unholy joy. He opened his mouth and emitted a soundless "haw-haw."
Ultimately the trespasser leaves the matter to the dog, who appears gratified and starts straight for where she stands. Dogs always do, says she to herself. But there is the haw-haw fence between them. The dog stops. Not because of the obstacle what does he care for obstacles? but because of the courtesies of life.
"That's him that shot Jerry," said Haw-Haw. "Him!" "Hell!" snarled Mac Strann, and went through the door. At the first sound of his heavy footfall, the head of Barry raised and turned in a light, swift movement. The next instant he was on his feet.
He fumbled at the edge of a vast, foggy vision, where the wanderlust and spacelust of a man, and needs of the expanding race, seemed to blend with his home-love and love-love, and to become, impossibly, a balanced unit... Later much later he heard young, green asteroid-hoppers yakking happily about girls and about how magnificent it was, out here. "Haw-haw," he heard Ramos mock.
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