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"I ain't got no love for them Camerons. This here Tom is as sassy a boy as there is in this county." "But he may be seriously hurt," said Ruth, looking angrily at Jasper Parloe. "'Tain't nothin' to me no more than your goin' out ter live with Jabe Potter ain't nothin' to me," responded the old man, with an ugly grin. "You're a pretty fellow, you are, Jasper!" exclaimed Mr.
I'll get out 'n' look roun' a little." "You set right still, Jabe, I'll get out myself, for if I find that boy I've got something to say to him that nobody can say for me." As Jabe drew the wagon up beside the fence, Rags bounded out to meet them.
"I am afraid," he said, "that I did not express my gratitude as I should have done the evening you were good enough to come up to Jabe Jenney's." He saw her colour rise again, but she did not pause. "Please don't say anything about it, Mr. Vane. Of course I understand how you felt," she cried. "Neither my father nor myself will forget that service," said Austen.
They're yourn!" answered Jabe, keeping his eyes on the prisoners. The Boy looked the two culprits over carefully, with his calm, boyish gaze. He was overwhelmingly elated, but would have died rather than show it. His air was that of one who is quite used to capturing two outlaws, and having axes hurled at his head, and putting bullets through men's shoulders.
"I think," he remarked, as we were eating, "that I begin to understand the situation. At first I could not reconcile the facts with the Sand Lady's statement that no one lived on her island but her family, but now I see that this creek must make an island of her domain; and so it is that, although Captain Jabe is her neighbor, her statement is entirely correct."
And we don't want to take them into camp, for the fellows would probably treat them as they deserve, and I don't want them to get anything so bad as that!" "Maybe it might be better not to let the hands git hold of 'em!" agreed Jabe. "They'd be rough!" A gleam of hope came into the prisoners' eyes. The unwounded one spoke.
Jabe would never voluntarily acknowledge that he was beaten. Besides, there was always the chance of something happening to put Percy at his mercy; and Percy knew only too well what that mercy would be. His only safety was to force a clear-cut decision. "It's a case of knock-out," he decided. "No use to bruise him up. Might as well have it over quick!"
When he was 18, he seemed to be past the Danger Period, so Uncle Jabe took him to the Train and told the Conductor where to put him off. On the way back to the City he bought an oval Box of Figs from the Train Boy and lost his Hat out of the Window. When he arrived at Home and entered the House, it sounded like a Crowd coming in. His Mother took one Look and fell backward.
"It'll be a mighty long way to his house," grumbled one of the men. "I believe yeou!" rejoined Jasper Parloe. "Three miles beyond Jabe Potter's mill." "Pshaw!" exclaimed Doctor Davison, in his soft voice. "You know we'll not take him so far. My house is near enough. Surely you can carry him there." "If you say the word, Doctor," said the fellow, more cheerfully, while old Parloe grunted.
"Sanpritchit's a queer place to have business in," said Captain Jabe; "and it's a pity ye didn't think of it this mornin', when ye might have gone with me and took the train to Barley, and there's a stage from there to Sanpritchit."
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