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Only, Nell, you can't lay no claim to bein' the original discoverer of that fact." "But, Laddy, you haven't told me what he looks like." At this juncture Dick Gale felt it absolutely impossible for him to play the eavesdropper any longer. Quietly he rolled out of bed. The voices still sounded close outside, and it was only by effort that he kept from further listening.
Her eyes were shaded by long, downcast lashes, yet through them he caught a gleam of blue. Despite the stir within him, Gale, seeing she was now absorbed in her task, critically studied her with a second closer gaze. She was a sweet, wholesome, joyous, pretty girl. "Shore it musta hurt?" replied Laddy, who sat an interested spectator.
All the time you speak 'm this fella dog, you speak 'm Killeny Boy. Savvee? Suppose 'm you no savvee, I knock 'm block off belong you. Killeny Boy, savvee! Killeny Boy. Killeny Boy." As Kwaque removed his shoes and helped him undress, Daughtry regarded Michael with sleepy eyes. "I've got you, laddy," he announced, as he stood up and swayed toward bed.
"Now, Gale," said Belding, when his wife had excused herself to get supper, "the boys, Jim and Laddy, told me about you and the mix-up at Casita. I'll be glad to take care of the girl till it's safe for your soldier friend to get her out of the country.
"Now it begins to look as though there's a chance for me," he concluded; "and if me laddy will let down the lasso, I'll thry the bootiful experiment of shinning up it, though I much fear me that it will be the same as a greased pole."
If my bluff goes through... well and good.... After dark the four of you, Laddy, Jim, Dick, and Thorne, will take Mercedes and my best white horses, and, with Yaqui as guide, circle round through Altar Valley to the trail, and head for Yuma.... Wait now, Laddy. Let me finish. I want you to take the white horses for two reasons to save them and to save you. Savvy?
At the mention of "Marster William," who was looked upon as a great man, but a dead one, the little negroes gathered around, and one of them, our old friend, Bobaway, said, "Oh, Laddy, I hope ’tis Marster William, for Marster Josh’ll be so tickled that he won’t keer if we don’t do nothin’ for a week; and I needn’t milk the little heifer, nuther! Oh, good, good!"
Rio Forlorn is on the border line, but it's country where these rebels ain't been yet." "Wait till they learn of the oasis an' Beldin's hosses!" exclaimed Laddy. "I'm not anticipatin' peace anywhere along the border, Jim. But we can't go ahead; we can't go back." "What'll we do, Laddy? It's a hike to Beldin's ranch.
I know as much about horses as Dad or Laddy any day. Sol always hated Diablo, and he never had much use for Dad." Dick looked up at her. "It'll be be pretty hard to leave Sol when I go away." Nell sat perfectly still. "Go away?" she asked, presently, with just the faintest tremor in her voice. "Yes. Sometimes when I get blue as I am to-day I think I'll go.
"Wife, I'm only too glad to have a nervy young chap come along. What sense is there in your objection, if Jim and Laddy stick up for him?" "But, Tom he'll fall in love with Nell!" protested Mrs. Belding. "Well, wouldn't that be regular? Doesn't every man who comes along fall in love with Nell? Hasn't it always happened? When she was a schoolgirl in Kansas didn't it happen?
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