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The other two players dropped out, leaving only Bandy to contest the pot with Dud. "Once more," retorted the bow-legged puncher, shoving in chips. "And again." "Hmp! Claim an ace in the hole, do you? Well, I'll jes' give it one more li'l' kick." Hollister had showing a deuce of hearts, a trey of clubs, an ace of spades, and a four of hearts. He might have a five in the hole or an ace.
"Hmp!" said the Virginian. "I didn't know this country was that rank with gossips." Mr. McLean laughed mirthfully at the lover. "Well," he said, "Mrs. McLean will be glad. She told me to give yu' her congratulations quite a while ago. I was to have 'em ready just as soon as ever yu' asked for 'em yourself." Lin had been made a happy man some twelve months previous to this.
James met his frown with a genial eye. "There's a difference of opinion about that, sir. According to the economics of Verden University you fill them. According to the World editorials it's the other way. They fill yours." "Hmp! And what's your personal opinion? Am I a robber of labor?" "I think that the price of any success worth while is paid for in the failure of others.
You want me to throw the hooks into Jim for a goil I never set me peepers on. I wisht I had your crust." "You wouldn't let Durand spoil her life if you could stop it." "Wouldn't I? Hmp! Soft-soap stuff. Well, what's my cue? Where do I come in on this rescue-the-be-eutiful heroine act?" "When did you see 'Slim' Jim last?"
"What'll I do? Where'll I find work?" "Out on the range. At the K Bar T, or the Keystone, or the Slash Lazy D. It don't m-matter where." "I can't ride." "Hmp! Learn, can't you? Dud Hollister an' Tom Reeves wasn't neither one of them born on a bronc's back. They climbed up there. So can you. You'll take the dust forty times. You'll get yore bones busted an' yore red haid cut open.
For instance, Rose met a man an' a woman comin' down the stairs while she was goin' up. Who were they?" "Might 'a' been any o' the tenants here." "Yes, but she smelt a violet perfume that both she an' I noticed in the apartment. My hunch is that the man an' the woman were comin' from my uncle's rooms." "Would she recognize them? Rose, I mean?" asked Sanborn. "No: it was on the dark stairs." "Hmp!
If it comes to that I'm givin' the right of way to a mad dog every time." "Hmp!" snorted Mollie. "What would 'a' happened to little Maggie Wiggins if Dillon here had felt that way?" Bob touched Blister on the arm and whispered in his ear. "Get me to the doc. I gotta have a bite cauterized."
"Nothin' of the kind," denied Stearns, indignation in his voice. "I done brought up that boy by hand learned him all he knows about ridin' and ropin'. He'll do to take along." "Hmp! He always fooled you, Brad. Different here. I'm aimin' to give him the wallopin' of his life when I meet up with him. And that'll be soon, if he's up there in the rocks.
It iss sent by heaven for a punishment." "Hmp!" Shorty grunted. The rustler fell into a somber silence. He drank no more. The dark-lashed eyes of the Mexican girls slanted his way in vain. He stared sullenly at the table in front of him. A problem had pushed itself into his consciousness, one he could not brush aside or ignore.
She's declared herself already on this proposition told the deputies flat-footed that she wouldn't tell them anything and would help her boys to escape in any way she could. You're just like a kid showing off his muscle before a little girl in the first grade." "All right, Steve. You don't hear me denying it." "Denying it," snapped the old miner. "Hmp! Lot of good that would do.
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