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In the fright the others plunged madly forward and had broken their way to freedom. Five hundred Diamond Bar steers, recently bought by Old Heck and brought from the Purgatory forty-five miles north of the Quarter Circle KT were out and rushing back to their former range. "You go help Chuck," Skinny said to Pedro.
"I was never more alive in my life." Vic's voice and eyes were alive enough. "By heck! I believe it," Trench exclaimed. "Say, you got away with Burgess about the game. If you want the girl, go after her, too. But gently, Sweet Afton, go gently. Most girls want to do the pursuing themselves, I believe.
"Even old Scotty would come, if he thought it wouldn't cost him anything." "Well, by heck, we won't let it cost him anything!" Lance stood leaning against the wall by the stove, his arms folded, the fingers of his left hand tapping his right forearm.
You ac' mighty suspicious, like a man that had swallered poison or else was coming down with the yeller jaundice or else was took sudden an' powerful bad with love. They all treats a man similar " "Damn it," growled Lee irritably, "can't you tell me what Weaver said?" "Said, call him up, real pronto," replied Carson cheerfully. "Say, Bud, where in heck did you get that outfit?
She felt that the keen winds ought to blow away from such a prairie-fronting post of civilization all mildew and cowardice, all the mummy dust of ancient fears. These were not peasants, these farmers. Nor, she learned, were they the "hicks" of humor. She could never again encounter without fiery resentment the Broadway peddler's faith that farmers invariably say "Waal, by heck."
Carolyn June exclaimed, with the uncomfortable feeling that the big Greek's look had touched her with something vile and unclean. After the parade disbanded Carolyn June and Skinny rode back to the car where Old Heck and Ophelia had remained. "You made a darned good-looking cowgirl!" Old Heck said proudly to her as she stopped Red John by the side of the Clagstone "Six."
The coming night was arranged for, but for morning, the names of Heck Mulcher, Ben Galton and Caradoc Smith stood in order. Madden was just marking these men when there was a tap at the door. Upon call, Gaskin, the cook, entered, bearing a big tray of dishes, "Yer dinner, sir," he said, very respectfully.
"He showed up yonder he is " as the beautiful copper-tinted, chestnut filly appeared behind the other horses entered for the two-mile sweepstakes. "Drunk?" Old Heck cried incredulously. "Are you sure?" "Watch him!" Chuck said miserably. The starter was standing with arm outstretched and flag ready to fall. The filly came down the track jumping nervously from side to side in short springing leaps.
Lolling on the bed, grinning, waving a cigarette, was Bill McGolwey, proprietor of the Old Home Lunch, of Schoenstrom, Minnesota. "Wwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwhy where the heck did you come from?" stammered the deposed aristocrat to his bosom friend Bill. "You old lemon-pie-faced, lollygagging, flap-footed, crab-nosed son of misery, gee, but it's good to see you, Milt!"
"I don't understand," Carolyn June said; "what arrangement?" "We'd better be going to bed, Skinny," Old Heck interposed anxiously, "it's getting late!" "Guess we had," Skinny said reluctantly. "Gosh, it's warm to-night!" "You can leave the door and windows open," Old Heck said to Ophelia and Carolyn June as he and Skinny moved toward the door; "we don't have burglars out here."
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