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Scarcely was all this accomplished when she heard a soft knock at the outer door, and at the sound her heart leapt; she flushed and paled and stood a moment striving to stay the quick, heavy throbbing within her bosom; then breathlessly she hastened along the passage and, opening the door with trembling hands, beheld Bud M'Ginnis.
He reappeared at Rocky Canyon among the miners as an exceedingly agile chamois, with the low cunning of a satyr. That was all that civilization had done for him! If Mr. M'Ginnis had fondly conceived that he would make Billy "useful," as well as companionable, he was singularly mistaken.
"'N' say, Bud, take that hand away from y'r gun an' keep it away see?" And the lamplight glittered on the long barrel that rested on Soapy's knee. "So this is th' game hey?" demanded M'Ginnis hoarsely, his bloodshot eyes fixed on Soapy unwinkingly. "'S right, Bud. Y' see, I been takin' a peek int' that little tin safe o' yours say, it looks like you'd had a bit of a rough house, Bud!"
"Friend nothin'!" said he, wringing and wrenching at the neckerchief, "I guess you ain't found out how th' Kid an' him came t' meet, eh? Well, I'll tell ye listen! Your brother broke in to this millionaire's swell house through the winder an' this millionaire caught him." "Oh," said she, smiling in bitter scorn, "what a clumsy liar you are, Bud M'Ginnis!"
Savvy this there ain't nobody ever goin' t' queer me with Hermy Chesterton. Oh, I'll get ye good, an' I'll get ye soon!" So saying, Bud M'Ginnis turned, and went slowly and unwillingly down the stair. "Gee, but I'm glad he's gone!" said Spike, as he closed the door. "Gee, but I'm glad!" and he drew a deep breath.
"No," he cried eagerly, "no, I ain't tellin' ye no lies; it's God's own truth I'm givin' ye." "No, you're just a liar, Bud M'Ginnis!" and she would have turned from him, but his savage grip stayed her. "A liar, am I?" he cried. "Why, then, you're sister to a crook, see! Your brother's a thief! a crook! You ain't got much t' be s' proud over " "Let me go!" "Listen!
"What th' hell " he began, but Ravenslee cut him short. "You left this behind you," said he, thrusting forward the neckerchief, "so I've brought it to twist around that foul throat of yours. Now, M'Ginnis fight!" Thrusting the neckerchief into his pocket, Ravenslee clenched his fists, and, saying no more, they closed and fought not as men, but rather as brute beasts eager to maim and rend.
"Burnt 'em!" cried M'Ginnis in a strangled voice, "burnt 'em you " "It ain't no use t' get riled, Bud; I burnt 'em there's th' ashes!"
Languidly Soapy stooped and picked it up. "His noo lid!" said he. "Only bought t'day, I reckon!" "Gee!" exclaimed M'Ginnis, staring after Spike's fleeing figure, already far away, "he sure was some peevish!" "Some!" nodded Soapy. "If he'd happened t' have a gun handy, here's where you'd have cashed in for good, I reckon.
Watch this!" So saying, he reached Spike's half-emptied glass from the bar and, not troubling to stoop, poured the raw spirit down upon M'Ginnis's pale, blood-smirched face. "Dead?" said Soapy. "Well, I guess not look at him!" And, sure enough, M'Ginnis stirred, groaned, opened swollen eyelids and, aided by some ready arm, sat up feebly.
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