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Updated: June 20, 2025
"Quick on the shoot?" the big trader wanted to know. "No, it ain't that. They don't hardly ever draw a gun. They jest walk in kinda quiet an' easy, an' tell you it'll be thisaway. And tha's the way it is every crack outa the box." "Hmp!" West exuded boastful incredulity. "I reckon they haven't bumped into any one man-size yet."
"I can't stand it," said McTeague at length. "I'll have to stop and make some kinda shade." The mule was crouched upon the ground, panting rapidly, with half-closed eyes. The dentist removed the saddle, and unrolling his blanket, propped it up as best he could between him and the sun. As he stooped down to crawl beneath it, his palm touched the ground. He snatched it away with a cry of pain.
Now, if she had taken a fancy to a brown-faced chap like you I wouldn't have cared if he hadn't enough money to make the first payment on a postage stamp. I kinda liked the way you let fly at me when I was acting contrary with you out there in the storm. But, tell me, how does this Fred get on? Is he as green as most Englishmen?" "He's green enough," Fred agreed, "but he's not afraid of work.
He finished, hesitatingly, "I guess the English are kinda hard to get acquainted with." "Lonely, eh?" she mused, abrupt and bluffly kind as a man, for all her modulating woman's voice. "You don't know any of the people here in the house?" "No'm. Say, I guess we got rooms next to each other." "How romantic!" she mocked. "Wrenn's my name; William Wrenn.
If he hadn't how about it, Mig? I guess we'd have been to the Little Rockies ourselves." "You've got a sweet little voice," Irish cut in savagely, "but we're tired. We'd rather hear yuh say something!" "Oh all right. Well, Mig and I just ribbed up a josh on Dunk. I'd read somewhere about the same kinda deal, so it ain't original; I don't lay any claim to the idea at all; we just borrowed it.
De game what we use to play was spin de plate. Ever time I think on dat game it gives me de shivers. One time there was a strange young man come to a party where I was. Said he name Richard Green, an he been takin keer o' horses for a rich man what was gonna buy a plantation in dat county. He look kinda slick an dressed-up diffunt from de rest.
"Powder River bucked after he was roped an' tried to break away. The other horse, like any good cowpony does, leaned back on the rope an' dug a toe-hold." "Where's Houck going?" "Brown's Park likely, from the way they're headed." "What'll we do?" "Why, drap in on them to-night kinda casual an' say 'Much obliged for roundin' up our stray bronc for us." This programme did not appeal to Bob.
I was going down-stairs to see if there were any more people, and this dog or something, he was coming up-stairs. Kinda funny, mamma, like he was lame. And then he saw me and gave a sort of growl, and then he slipped at the top of the landing, and I ran." Mrs. Tate's laugh faded. "The child must have seen something," she said.
"If it thinks it's got Casey whipped, it better think agin and think quick. I'll give it somethin' to point at, 'fore I leave this here butte. "Funny, the way it kept pointin' up this way. I've saw Joshuays before miles of 'em. But I never seen one that looked so kinda human and so kinda like it was tryin' to talk.
Not knowing a darn thing about him, except what you boys have told us, we sure would have been in bad if he hadn't taken a sneak. Fact is, we were kinda worried for fear he wouldn't have nerve enough to try it. We waited, up on the hill, till we saw him sneak down to the corral and jump on his horse and take off down the coulee like a scared coyote.
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