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"Mr. Pierce seems to have let go both barrels at once," he said with a strong effort of control. "Pretty little exhibition of temper, isn't it?" said Hal, smiling. "Temper's expensive. Perhaps we'll teach Elias M. Pierce that lesson before we're through. You remember it, too, next time you start in on a muckraking jag."
It sent a jag of lightning through the brain of Vic Gregg; he started up. "Get down," commanded the sheriff 'curtly. "Or they'll plant you." "For God's sake, Pete, he's killin' his wife an' he's gone mad I seen it comin' in his eyes!" "Shut up," muttered Glass, "an' listen." A pulse of sound floated out to them, and stopped the breath of Gregg; it was a deep, stifled sobbing.
Now he could talk as freely and happily of the desert to his father as to Burleigh and Mathewson. He told of the long rides; of Firio and Wrath of God. He made the tinkle of Jag Ear's bells heard in the silence of the dining-room as it was heard in the silences of the trail. He mentioned how he was afraid to come back after he was strong. "Afraid?" queried his father. "Yes.
To Jack the hour palpably brought a reminder of the misery of the moment when a thing long postponed must at last be performed. The softness of speculative fancy faded from his face. His lips tightened in a way that seemed to bring his chin into prominence in mastery of his being. As he called Firio, his voice unusually high-pitched, he did not look out at P.D. and Wrath of God and Jag Ear.
Will you plow with Pete Leddy's gun drawn by Wrath of God, sir, and harrow with your spurs drawn by Jag Ear? Shall you make a specialty of olives? Do you dare to aspire as high as dates?" The Doge's speech had begun incoherently, but steadied into rallying humor at the close. "I haven't seen the date-tree yet," said Jack.
Gee, but it is awful. When you get seasick on an ordinary ocean, you know where to locate the disease, and you know where to go for relief, and when you have got relieved you know that you are alive, but an English channel seasickness is as different from any other as an alcohol jag is different from a champagne drunk.
I don't know that I need hold myself responsible for Benson, but I found he wasn't in when I rode past his place and it struck me that he might get into trouble if he got on a jag." He turned and nodded to Blake. "So you have come up here! I may see you to-morrow, but if Benson's all right I'm going home now." He went into the hotel and soon afterwards they heard him leave by another door.
"I suppose it struck you that he made no attempt to get your friend back?" "I noticed it. He may have thought it wouldn't succeed and didn't wish to show his hand. Benson already looks a different man; I saw the fellow studying him." "He could have drawn him away by the sight of a whisky flask or a hint of a jag in camp. My opinion is that he didn't want him." "That's curious," said Blake.
Dismount from thy horse and get a stick, which with your knife, jag and cut like unto the notches of a saw, make then a slit with your knife in the ear of the horse, thrust therein the stick, and when you find him to tyre, by working the stick backwards and forwards in the ear, you will have your desire, for be sure if he have any life in him, he will not fayle to go.
"At Kingston-on-Thames," said McNorton "the man was picked up in the street, fighting drunk, and taken to the police station, where he developed delirium tremens. Apparently he has been on the jag all the week, and to-day's booze finished him off.
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