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I never knew before that silliness and happiness go together, but they do. I'm glad I've got a sober old foreman that's all that keeps the business going." And after Transley had turned away Linder had scratched his head and said "By thunder.... Linder, when you wake up you'll be dead.... After her practically saying 'The water's fine.... Well, that's why I'm a foreman, and always will be."
The East, with all its culture and conveniences and beauty, can never win a heart which has once known the West. That is because in the East all the obvious things are done, but in the West they are still to do." "You should worry," said Linder. "You still have the plowing." "Yes, and as soon as the stable is finished I am going to buy four horses and get to work."
He was sitting on his horse in the ford a dozen yards away. "I jus' happened along. I guess the outside belongs to all of us. Say, Zen, if I was to get properly interduced, what's the chances?" "Not one in a million, and if that isn't odds enough I'll double it." "You're not goin' to hitch up with Linder, are you?" "Linder? Who said anything about Linder?" "Gee, but ain't she innercent?"
Linder glanced back to see each wagon or implement take up the slack with a jerk like the cars of a freight train; the cushioned rumble of wagon wheels on the soft earth, and the noisy chatter of the steel teeth of the hay-rakes came up from the rear. Transley's "outfit" was under way. Transley was a contractor; a master of men and of circumstances.
But the whole thing was hushed up at the time by Linder's pull, and when the husband threatened to kill him Linder quietly set a commissioner of insanity on the case and had the man put away. He's never appeared since. No, that wouldn't be politically effective." The gray man nodded, and walked away, musing. "Egbert, the traction boss," explained Waldemar.
"Certainly certainly," Grant apologized. "But I must introduce one more exhibit." He handed her the telegram he had written during the night. "That is the message I wanted Linder to rush to you," he said, and as she read it he saw the color deepen in her cheeks. "I'm going to get breakfast, Mr. Grant," Zen announced with a sudden burst of energy. "Everybody keep out of the kitchen."
"What do you think you should pay her?" "I should say she is worth a hundred dollars a month." "Then she must be worth two hundred. Wire her to come and start her at that figure." Promptly at six Linder drew his automobile up in front of the Transley summer home with Grant and Murdoch on board.
The Honorable William Linder sat down again. He sat heavily. " the problem would be somewhat different. Of course, it would be easy to arrange that the first person to sit down in the chair would, by his own weight, blow himself up. But the first person might not be the right person, you know. Do you still follow me?" The Honorable William Linder made a remark like a fish.
Guess you don't believe that, neither?" "You guess right again." Linder was quite unperturbed. He knew something of Drazk's gift for romancing. Drazk leaned over in the saddle until he could reach Linder's ear with a loud whisper. "And she called me 'dear'; 'George dear, she said, when I came away." "The hell she did!" said Linder, at last prodded into interest.
But Whistler put himself in the ensign's way and, saluting smartly, asked a question: "Beg pardon, sir! Did you find anybody aboard who could translate that torn letter I picked up in the old witch's cabin?" "That letter addressed to Franz Linder? No, Morgan; there is nobody aboard the cutter who is familiar with German.
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