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Some of 'em's making up pretty free to Mrs. Lusk. It ain't suitable for me to see too much. Lusk says he's after you," he mentioned incidentally to Lin. "He's fillin' up, and says he's after you." McLean nodded placidly, and with scant politeness. He wished this visitor would go. But Judge Slaghammer had noticed the whiskey. He filled himself a glass. "Governor, it has my compliments," said he.
She descended, leaning heavily upon each, her blue staring eyes fixed upon the cow-puncher. "No, yus ain't changed," she said. "Same in your looks and same in your actions. Was you expecting you could scare me, you, Lin McLean?" "I just wanted chickens for supper," said he. Mrs. Lusk gave a hard high laugh. "I'll eat 'em. It's not I that cares. As for " She stopped.
The puncher was not of the fibre to succeed in keeping appearances, but he deserved success, which the angels consider to be enough. I wondered if disenchantment had set in, or if this were only the preliminary stage of surprise and wounding, and I felt that but one test could show, namely, a coming face to face of Mr. and Mrs. Lusk, perhaps not to be desired. Neither was it likely.
"What do yu' want this evenin'?" said Lin McLean, promptly. "Five to one," said Lusk. "Go yu' in twenties," said the impetuous puncher; and I now perceived this was to be a sporting event. Lin had his wad of bills out or what of it still survived his bride's shopping. "Will you hold stakes, doctor?" he said to the Governor.
In Drybone's deserted quadrangle the sun shone down upon Lusk still sleeping, and the wind shook the aces and kings in the grass. Over at Separ, Jessamine Buckner had no more stockings of Billy's to mend, and much time for thinking and a change of mind.
And when I seen you so unexpected again to-night, and you just the same old Lin, scaring Lusk with shooting them chickens, so comic and splendid, I could 'a' just killed Lusk sittin' in the wagon. Say, Lin, what made yus do that, anyway?" "I can't hardly say," said the cow-puncher. "Only noticing him so turruble anxious to quit me well, a man acts without thinking." "You always did, Lin.
"Why, just a spell ago I was settin' in my office, madder'n a cat what had tore his Sunday pants, 'cause at twelve o'clock I was goin' over to the saloon to fire that young ranger, Lusk, for gettin' drunk.
"She has six ounces of laudanum in her," Barker told them at the top of his voice. "It won't wait all night." "I'm a whirlwind!" said Mrs. Lusk. "That's my game! And you done your share," she cried to the fiddler. "Here's my regards, old man! 'Buffalo Girls' once more!" She flung out her hand, and from it fell notes and coins, rolling and ringing around the starch boxes.
In July General Brusiloff attacked the Austrian forces in the neighbourhood of Lusk, succeeded in persuading or bribing a Bohemian army corps to desert and started through the Austrian positions like a flood over sloping land. Brusiloff not only took several hundred thousand prisoners.
"Though," said the driver, an easygoing cynic, "folks with lots of fathers will find heaps of brothers in this country!" But presently he let Billy hold the reins, and at the next station carefully lifted him down and up. "I've knowed that woman, too," he whispered to me. "Sidney, Nebraska. Lusk was off half the time. We laughed when she fooled Lin into marryin' her.
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