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"I kind-a reckon he'd hev made it, at that," he offered his opinion, "if they'd hev been a trifle more water. But the rocks was too close to the surface fer comfortable swimmin'. The Jenkinses found him down in the slack water, Sunday noon or thereabouts, and they sed he'd never be no deader, not even if he'd a-died in a reg'lar bed, with a doctor helpin' him along."
'I'm goin' to kill you! He starts fur the boy, but he turns kind-a greeny white 'n' does a flop on the track. "When I goes to pick him up I see a bone comin' through the flesh just above the wrist on his right hook. "We puts him in a blanket 'n' the swipes start to carry him off. "'What's the matter with the kid? says Ike comin' up. "'Arm broke, I guess, I says."
"You do not feel hard to me, Frank?" she asked at last. Frank clenched his fist and broke out in excitement. "I not feel hard at no woman. I tell you I not that kind-a man. I never hit my wife. No, never I hurt her when she devil me something awful!" He struck his fist down on the warden's desk so hard that he afterward stroked it absently. A pale pink crept over his neck and face.
"What in thunder is that standing there for?" he asked. Dallas raised his eyes to the pine, towering in stern dignity a hundred feet above them. "Well," he said feebly, "I noticed it, but kind-a left it t' the last." "Cut it down to-morrow," was the response. The wind was rising, and the tree muttered savagely. Luther thought it sounded like a menace, and turned pale.
"I'll leave Samanthy here," the one called Steve stated, and Caleb understood that he meant the trap. "An' I reckon I'd better not lug my weapon into the house, neither, hed I? She might " He nodded in the direction of Sarah's disappearance "Old Tom says womin folks that's gentle born air kind-a skittish about havin' shootin' irons araound the place.
Conroy got wind of it, though, and he left the agency kind-a suddint. No use yuh lookin' for him." "Then we're ready to hit the grit, I guess." Rowdy glanced again at Pink who nodded. "Well, I ain't stoppin' yuh," Eagle Creek drawled laconically. "S'-long, and good luck t' yuh."
"'I think I know where you can get the hoss you're lookin' fur, I says. "He stares at me kind-a puzzled fur a minute. "'Oh, yes, you are the man who brought the mare up-stairs, he says. 'What leads you to believe you can find a hunter good enough to beat Macbeth? "'I ain't said nothin' about a hunter, I says. 'Would you stand fur a ringer? "'I think I get your inference, he says.
"'You an exercise-boy now? he asks Joe. "'Not yet, says Joe. 'Mu cousin here owns this trick, 'n' I'm givin' him a work. "'Up kind-a early, ain't you? Say! He's good, ain't he, Joe? says Izzy; 'n' looks at the bird close. "'Naw, he's a mutt, says Joe. "'What's he doin' with his mouth open at the end of that mile? Izzy says, 'n' laughs. "'He only runs it in fifty, says Joe, careless.
"I guess she's bad!" he opined. "Some baby," Blister admitted. Then with disgust: "They've hung a fierce name on her though." "Ain't it the truth!" agreed the boy. "What is her name?" I asked, when the pair had gone by. "They call her Trez Jolly," said Blister. "Now, ain't that a hell of a name? I like a name you can kind-a warble."
"There's a guy named Durgan lives over yonder in a little clearing 'bout a hundred yards up from the mouth of the creek," said one of the men. "Lives there all year 'round alone, fishin' an' raisin' turtles fer market. Queer ol' cuss, kind-a looney, -but he's friendly to us and willin' to oblige us by showin' a light in his cabin winder when the coast is clear." "You theenk dat will be next "
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