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"I shan't crow until I've seen the test applied to the roadbed over the Man-killer," Tom replied thoughtfully. "After I've seen that test applied a couple of times then I'm ready to go before any board and swear that the Man-killer has been tamed for all time." "Speed the day!" replied Mr. Ellsworth, as he climbed into his private car to return.
Still the man-killer strides on, as straight as an arrow and as resolutely as if a hundred miles of desert, instead of ten thousand miles of water, stretched before him. Three minutes more and I set my teeth hard and draw a deep breath. At any rate, it will be an easier end than burning, or dying of thirst Another moment and
Tom Reade was now submerged to his waistline in the engulfing sand. Unless rescued within five minutes the young chief engineer was plainly doomed to be swallowed up in the treacherous sands of the Man-killer. Only a few seconds below the shifting level of the sand would be enough to smother the life out of him.
If he lives, he will be the first to tell you to keep your hands off the boy!" He ended in a little silence. But there was no appreciative burst of applause from those who heard him. The fine courage of Terence was, to them, merely the iron nerve of the man-killer, the keen eye and the judicious mind which knew that the sheriff would collapse before he fired his second shot.
Instead of turning to the right or left, that is to say, to the north or south, as I hoped and expected he would, the man-killer ran straight on toward the sea. As for the distance of the coast from that part of the Cordillera I had no definite idea perhaps thirty miles, perhaps fifty, perhaps more.
She quickly filled one of those quaint bowls, or cups, of the Cherokee manufacture, and advanced with it to Otasite; but the proffer was in the nature of an interruption of his troubled thoughts, and he irritably waved her away. "I am displeased with you," said Colannah sternly, lifting his dark, deeply sunken eyes to where the "Man-killer" lay at full length on the cane settee. "You set me aside.
I said; "going out for a spin, Uncle Gilbert?" "Possibly," he answered, never taking his eyes off the man-killer in front of him, which stood there trembling with anger. "What car is it?" I inquired politely. "It's a Seismic," Uncle Gilbert said. "Oh, yes, of course; made by the Earthquake Brothers in Powderville good car for the hills, especially coming down," I volunteered. "Know how to run it?"
He was but a few feet away from Thorn, and the old man-killer had his revolvers buckled around him in their accustomed place, while his death-spreading rifle stood near his hand, leaning its muzzle against the chimney-jamb. Thorn seemed to be measuring all the chances which he had left to him in that bold surprise, and to conclude in the same second that they were not worth taking.
And then Mamcuna, sinking back into her chinchura, covered her face with her hands; but she showed no sign of relenting, and I was bound with ropes and hurried from the room. The man-killer was a nandu belonging to the queen, and had gained his name by killing one man and maiming several others who unwisely approached him when he was in an evil temper.
Howard considered the matter briefly; then, watching Jim Courtot while he spoke, he said crisply: 'Mr. Longstreet, you should get acquainted a bit before you play cards out here. Jim Courtot there, who plans to rob you the shortest way, is a crook, a thief, a dirty liar and a treacherous man-killer. He's rotten all the way through. A man does not fire a fuse without expecting the explosion.
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