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"Good Lord!" he gasped. "You don't mean that it it's " He paused incredulously, and Buck nodded. "I'm sure of it," he stated crisply. Jessup swallowed hard. "But but " he faltered, "there ain't never been any found around here. The nearest fields are hundreds of miles away, ain't they?" Stratton dropped the lump of sand.
Lynch's reply was indistinct, but the tone of his voice, deferential, yet with a faint undercurrent of honey-sweetness, irritated him inexplicably. With a scowl, he spurred forward, exchanged a brief greeting with Bud Jessup as he passed, and finally joined Kreeger, who was having considerable difficulty in keeping the herd together at that point.
"Go to it," nodded the young chap briefly. "It ain't bleedin' like it was, but it could be a whole lot more comfortable." With the aid of Jessup and McCabe, Bemis was moved out into the moonlight, where Stratton made a careful examination of his wound.
He chuckled, and Buck glancing toward the corner where the youngster was tucking in the tails of his flannel shirt, smiled slightly. "Got acquainted kinda sudden, didn't we?" he grinned. "Glad to meet you gents. Whereabouts is a bunk I can stake my claim to?" "This here's vacant," spoke up Bud Jessup quickly, indicating one next to his own. Buck stepped over and tossed his bundle into it.
He'll be slipping down into that gulch one of these days to get rid of it, and when he finds there ain't any body then what?" "He'll begin to see he's got into one hell of a mess, I reckon," commented Jessup. "Right. And he'll be willing to do anything on earth to crawl out safe. Like enough he'll connect your disappearance with the business, and that would worry him more than ever.
"It's a pretty rough game, boys," he smiled. "But you look as if you were able to take care of yourselves. Of course you may go in for the fun if you want to. I'll tell the bunch." "Thank you," said Tad, rising. Mr. Jessup shouted to attract the attention of the noisy cowboys. "Hey, fellows, we have a bunch of tenderfeet lads from the East with us to-day.
As their talk proceeded, President Jessup found that the gentleman was a Mr. Lynch, advertising manager of a firm manufacturing jewelry, located in Providence, Rhode Island. He had been in this position for five years and during that time had planned, assisted in designing, and sold to a national market several profitable jewelry specialties.
On reaching Philadelphia, she amused herself with perplexing Jane by jesting exaggerations on the same subject, in a way that seemed to argue somewhat of malignity; yet I thought nothing of it at the time. On my next visit to the sick woman, it occurred to me, for want of other topics of conversation, to introduce Miss Jessup. Did she know any thing, I asked, of that lady?
Then three loud reports, evidently American, were heard, and the little crowd, convinced that their side had won, gave three hearty cheers for Perry. About two days afterwards, Johnson and a man named Rumidge picked up a large flat-boat that had been built by General Jessup for the conveyance of troops, and then abandoned.
He glanced inquiringly at Jessup, who was just wiping the blood from his cut face. "Not me," snapped Bud. "This don't amount to nothin'. Say, was there a guy hangin' around outside when yuh came in short, with black hair an' eyes set close together?" Buck gave a slight start; the sheriff shook his head. "I might have known he'd beat it," snorted Bud.
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