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Updated: May 20, 2025


Ten minutes later the office boy caught Graham as he rose to leave for lunch. The big man read the note. "What kind of looking fellow is he?" he asked the boy. "Kinda solemn-lookin' guy, sir." The boy remembered the dollar received on account and the five dollars on the horizon. "Big, straight-standin', honest fellow. From Arizona or Texas, mebbe. Looked good to me."

"Johnny, what kinda game you tryin’? You know these kids are straight; them an’ their ol’ man’s come to work th’ Range for wild ones on Rennie’s own askin’. Takin’ a quirt to th’ kid, eh?" Kells’ voice slid up the scale. "You sure have yourself a snootful tonight! Now you jus’ walk yourself outta here on th’ bounce. I’m doin’ th’ sayin’ of what goes on, on my own property."

The whirling blackness of the moment had passed. Even while the clerk was hastily calling back the judge's chauffeur, the drooping little figure had straightened itself. "I think the lady was kinda faint," mumbled the clerk, mechanically replacing the dangling receiver. "She's O.K. now ain't you?" "Did you find where you wanted to go?" the man's respectful query helped her.

So Lance forbore to finish the "ah-ee, oh-ee," much to Belle's disappointment. "But you know Tom's been out riding hard and not getting much sleep, so I guess maybe we better cut out the concert, honey," she told Lance, getting up and laying her plump, brown arms across his shoulders. "My heavens, Lance, you kinda make me think the clock's set back thirty years, when I look at you.

"Then there's Queen, for one wheeler. You know we're only allowed three dogs, an' we got t' be mighty careful." "I expect it's pretty near 's important t' git the right wheel dogs as 'tis a leader, ain't it, George? Bein' next t' the sled an' so close t' the driver an' load, they allers seem t' kinda manage the business end o' things." "That's right, Ben.

Sam shook a mournful head. "She jes' look at me, an' she kinda smile, an' den she say, 'Sam, dis yere basket 'noys me. Ef de lady wants it et, Sam, you eat it yo'self." He paused. "I et it," he ended, solemnly. Laurie's lips twitched under conflicting emotions, but he closed the interview with a fair imitation of indifference.

And things are turning out smooth as a man could ask. "Jack, I'm proud to death of you, and that's a fact. With that temper of yours, I kinda looked for you to get this whole outfit down on you; but the way you acted, I don't believe there's a man here, except Manuel, that's got any real grudge against you, even if they did lose a lot of money on the fight.

"Make a kinda broth; it might help the kid. Any sign of a pot ?" There was a pot, encrusted with corn-meal remains. Weatherby took it outside and returned, having scrubbed its interior as clean as possible, and filling it with a cup or so of water. "There's a well out there." Boyd was asleep, or at least Drew hoped it was sleep. The boy's face was flushed, his breathing fast and uneven.

I don't want the folks to come home and find the whole bunch in the pen. It might look as if " "You don't want the folks to come home and find the whole ranch sheeped off, either, and the herders camping up in the white house, do yuh?" Pink inquired pointedly. "I kinda think," he added dryly, "those same herders will feel like going away around Flying U fences with their sheep.

He and his friend slipped quietly to the far end of the house and found shelter round the corner. "Ain't that like Dug, the damned double-crosser?" whispered Bob. "I reckon he didn't try awful hard to hit you. Just sent his compliments kinda casual to show good-will." "I reckon he didn't try very hard to miss me either," said Dave dryly. "The bullet came within a foot of my head."

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