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Their coming, when at last they came, was heralded by an advance-guard of two sporting men, who stationed themselves at either side of the big door. "Hurry up, now, gents," one of the men said with a shiver, "don't keep this door open no longer'n is needful." It was not a very large crowd, but it was wonderfully well selected.
Never was a great hand at tailorin', nohow, and Pete's hide was that tough I mostly had to pound the needle through with a chunk of wood. "Well, I fixed him comfortable as I could, and prepared to start. "'Zeke, says he, 'don't' he kinder swallered hard 'don't be no longer'n you kin help, says he. There come a tear in his eye. 'An' take my respects to Maggy, says he.
"Young man," said he, "I've been on earth a good while longer'n you have. I expect to stay some time yet. And I expect to live right here in this section. You hain't got to live here. Now do you think Gid Ward can afford to be put on his back just yet? I know just who'd tromp on me, an' I know it better'n you. Now I tell you fair an' square you've got to give in."
'No longer'n day 'fo' yistiddy, sezee, 'Brer Fox pass me on de road, en whatter you reckin he say? sezee: "'Law, Brer Tarrypin, sez Miss Meadows, sez she, 'you don't mean ter say he cusst? sez she, en den de gals hilt der fans up 'fo' der faces. "'Oh, no, ma'am, sez Brer Tarrypin, sezee, 'he didn't cusst, but he holler out "Heyo, Stinkin' Jim!" sezee. "'Oh, my!
Legget leaped back with a curse. "Close shave!" said Brandt coolly. "That bullet came, probably, straight down from the top of the cliff. Jack Zane's there. Wetzel is lower down watching the outlet. We're trapped." "Trapped," shouted Legget with an angry leer. "We kin live here longer'n the bordermen kin. We've meat on hand, an' a good spring in the back of the hut. How'er we trapped?"
You look better than what you did then, and that's only a little time ago. How long was it?" "Eight months, I think." "No, it couldn't be. I know it ain't THAT long, but maybe it was longer'n I thought.
The doctor says that, if he hadn't, he'd have been helpless and bedridden and, maybe, out of his head for another year. He couldn't have lived longer'n that, at the most." "But you DON'T know, Aunt Keziah! You don't know what I I AM to blame. I'll never forgive myself. And I'll never be happy again." "Yes, you will. You'll come, some day, to think it was best and right, for you and and for others.
I'll be ninety-five now, in jist a few weeks, an' I'm as spry now as most any o' yew fellers. I'll live longer'n some o' ye yit. Yep, I'm feelin' mighty spry agin sence Tad's got back. Kind o' seems like the old days afore the shanty was burned. I ca'calate them there devils must o' injoyed that performance." The fellows all stood at attention.
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