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Then the wolves make a rush, and so does the buffalo, and away go the hungry beggars, for a wolf is about as cowardly a thing as ever run on four legs, that he is." "I should like to see a sight like that, Joses," said Bart; "how I would shoot at the wolves!" "What for?" said Joses. "What for? Why, because they must be such cowardly, cruel beasts, to try and kill the calves."
"You've only One against you." "Perhaps," she admitted. "But the One's a caution." "A good big un'll always beat a good little un," said the fat man. "Besides, he's a baby," replied the girl. "Chances his fences too much." "Sprawls a bit," admitted the other. "But he jumps so big it doesn't make much odds. And he gets away like a deer." Joses was now very much alert; and he had to be.
I hates all Indians as hard as ever I can hate 'em, but somehow the Beaver and me seemed to get on well together, and if I'd knowed what was going to happen, it isn't me as would have come away and left him in the lurch." "No, Joses, neither would I," said Bart, bitterly. "But do you think "
"Changed," smirked Jaggers, "and for the better. They've done 'emselves no good, Putnam's haven't, this journey." Joses established his headquarters as of old at Cuckmere, and he made no secret of his presence. Nor would it have been of much avail had he attempted concealment.
The artist stood above the girl, showing his broken and dirty teeth, his eyes devouring her. Silver resented the familiarity of his gaze. "Mr. Silver, this is Mr. Joses," said the girl. The difference between the two men amused her: the one clean, keen, beautifully appointed, like a horse got up for a show, the other shaggy and sloppy as a farmyard beast.
"Oh, come, come!" cried the Duke, delighted, as he hurried after his party. "Where's Mrs. Woodburn?" Chukkers joined the two J's, who were hobnobbing with some of Ikey's Own under the Grand Stand. Monkey Brand and Joses stood together on the outskirts of the group. Jaggers, austere as the Mogul Emperor, approached the tout. "You're a monkey down, Joses," he said, cold and quiet.
It does more harm than good, my lad." Crack! Joses' rifle uttered its sharp report just then, and the firing ceased from a spot whence shot after shot had been coming with the greatest regularity, and the rough fellow turned grimly to his young companion. "I don't like telling you to do it, Master Bart, because you're such a young one, and it seems, of course, shocking to say shoot men.
It was a glorious evening, and after the heat of the day, the soft, cool breeze that swept over the plain was refreshing in the extreme; but all the same Bart felt very hungry, and his thoughts were more upon some carefully picked sage grouse that Joses and Maude were roasting than upon the search for silver; but the Doctor was excited, for he felt that most likely this would prove to be the goal of their long journey.
When the Roman captain who stood facing him saw in what way he died, he said, "Surely this man was a son of God." Looking on from a distance were some women also, among them Mary of Magdala, Mary the mother of James, the younger, and of Joses, and Salome, who had followed him and waited on him when he was in Galilee, and many other women who had come up with him to Jerusalem.
"Yes, Master Bart, and the Injuns never knew what was the matter, and that's all." "All, Joses?" "Yes, Master Bart, and wasn't it enough? But you'd better not tell the master; he might say he didn't object to an Injun or two killed in self-defence, but that this was wholesale."
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