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For a moment he was stunned, then his optimism, buoying him above all rebuffs, caused him to laugh at himself. "Poor girl! Something happened! The New York studio, and the lessons in painting by that chap with the crazy name blew up and she's had to go back to work. Sorry! But by heck if she wants to take lessons in painting she shall have a chance some day if I have to teach her myself!
The warp yarns are starched, dried and beamed simultaneously on to a weaver's beam. The last method is the most extensively adapted; but we shall describe the four processes briefly, and in the order mentioned. The ends of the threads from these bobbins are drawn through the eyes of two leaves of the "heck," and all the ends tied together.
"Must I go clear down to the ranch and pack up water in my hat, and slosh it on your face? I'll do that, girl, if you don't open your eyes and look at me. You're not hurt; are you hurt? You'd better wake up and tell me, or I'll have to take you right up in my arms and carry you all the way down to the house, and ride like heck for a doctor, and "
"I I reckon I'll have to do it if she's determined," Parker stuttered; "but aw, hell I must have been crazy " "Who's determined on what?" Old Heck asked, puzzled by the queer jumble coming from the lips of the Quarter Circle KT foreman, "and how crazy?" "Ophelia determined on marrying me!" Parker blurted out. "Ophelia marry you?" Old Heck exclaimed. "Marry you! She can't!
A few small drinks cheered him up amazingly. After a big soapweed was touched off for a signal fire, he was able to tell his story. "Naw, I ain't hurt none to speak of; but I'm some tired. I hit a high lope and catched up with them in the aidge of the sandhills," he said. "I got 'em all unhobbled but old Heck; and then that ornery Nig horse kicked me in the head damn him!
Parker and the Ramblin' Kid only, were at ease and undisturbed. "You wouldn't think she was one by looking at her, would you?" Chuck said in an undertone to Charley. "Some of them's so blamed slick they can't hide it." "I reckon that's right," Chuck whispered back, "it's an awful jolt to Old Heck, ain't it?" "Yes, he's taking it pretty hard," Charley mumbled.
"I suppose not," Carolyn June replied wearily as she went into her room. "Good night!" "Good night!" Ophelia echoed. It was a silent group that gathered in the bunk-house after the dance. Old Heck, Parker, Charley and the other cowboys had been unduly stimulated by the music, the laughter and the bright smiles of Carolyn June and Ophelia.
Carolyn June watched the beautiful mare as she stepped lightly and daintily along beside the other horses, and when the group disappeared among the rolling ridges across the river the ranch someway seemed deserted and she felt strangely alone, although Ophelia, Old Heck and Skinny were standing at her side.
"You could run for sheriff," said Amos, "as a starter. You're an Elk." "By heck!" exploded John Levine. "I'll try for it. No reason why a real estate man shouldn't go into politics as well as some of the shyster lawyers you and I know, huh, Amos?" Upstairs, Lydia stood in a path of moonlight pulling off her clothes slowly and stifling her sobs for the sake of the little figure in the bed.
None of the others cared to question him and the Ramblin' Kid himself volunteered no information. Once only, Old Heck mentioned the race. "That was a pretty good ride you made in the two-mile event," he said, addressing the Ramblin' Kid; "it looked at first like the filly "
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