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Updated: May 23, 2025
"You fellers sound awake?" A woman's voice. Under his breath, "Who the devil's that?" inquired the Colonel, brushing his hand over his eyes. Before he got across the tent Maudie had pushed the flap aside and put in her head. "Hello!" "Hell-o! How d'e do?" He shook hands, and the younger man nodded, "Hello." "When did you come to town?" asked the Colonel mendaciously.
"We haven't got any tin plate," she objected. "Rover has." Grace Margaret's eyes dropped suddenly, then rose and met her sister's. An unwilling admiration crept into them. "How will Maudie learn nice table manners?" she protested, feebly. "Mamma says she must, you know." "Folks don't have nice table manners when they're livin' simple lives," announced Helen Adeline, loftily. "They just eat.
"Look! if there isn't old Jansen and his squaw wife." The rheumatic cripple, huddled on a sled, was drawn by a native man and pushed by a native woman. They could hear him swearing at both impartially in broken English and Chinook. The Colonel and the Boy hurried after Maudie. It was some minutes before they caught up.
He's got a hundred thousand dollars in sight, only waitin' for runnin' water to wash it out." "Then there is gold about here?" "There is gold? Say, Maudie," he remarked in a humourous half-aside to the young woman who was passing with No thumb-Jack, "this fellow wants to know if there is gold here." She laughed. "Guess he ain't been here long."
"Hurrah for Maudie!" as some favourite took the boards to sing, with her shoulders hunched up to the brim of her enormous hat, a heartrending song about her mother. Joanna watched Bertie as he lounged beside her. She knew that he was sulking the mere fact that he was entertaining her cheaply, by 'bus and music-hall instead of taxi and theatre, pointed to his displeasure.
"Call Billy Bluff!" she cried over her shoulder; but Billy had already trotted off to the yard to renew the pleasant task of tormenting Maudie and the fan-tails. The girl made at a canter for the brown paper struggling on the edge of the bracken. As she came closer she raised a swift hand to steady the man pounding behind her.
"You need one of them open taxicabs. "He needs a hearse," corrected the disgruntled cabman. "Somethin' she can lay down in comfortable an' take in the sights through the windows." "Now, he needs a taxi. He can leave her stand in the back all right, but I guess," he warned John, "you'll have to sit in with her and hold her head on." And thus it was that Maudie left the scene.
"Maudie's lined the tent with black drill," said the Colonel. "You brought home anything to eat?" "Oh, well, that's the main thing," said the Colonel, battling with disappointment. Pricked by some quickened memory of the Boy's last home-coming: "I've had pretty queer dreams about you: been givin' Maudie the meanest kind of a time." "Don't go gassin', Colonel," admonished the nurse.
For instance, Maudie chooses all her own hats and frocks, and decides what we shall do and where we shall go. It is perfectly delightful for me, and saves me so much thought and worry; I suffer so with my bad memory, you know. Come now, can't you chat to me? Any little village gossip or small happenings at home?" "No? Well, dear me, what was it that darling Maud said about you?
Behind them, at least four hundred people packed and waiting with their possessions at their feet, ready to be put aboard the instant the Oklahoma made fast. The Captain had called out "Howdy" to the A. C. Agent, and several greetings were shouted back and forth. Maudie mounted a huge pile of baggage and sat there as on a throne, the Colonel and Keith perching on a heap of gunny-sacks at her feet.
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