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Although jest one minnit afore, I wur putty nigh skeart out o' my seven senses, that sight made me larf till I wur like to bring on a colic. "Thur wur the bar wi' his head right a-through the blanket. One minnit, he 'ud rear up on his hind-feet, an' then the thing hung roun' him like a Mexikin greaser.
The darned creetur's been tempted by the blood-money set on Kumel Miranda's head, an' air too like to git it. They'll grup him, sure; an's like as not gie him the garota. Poor gentleman! He air the noblest Mexikin I iver sot eyes on, an' desarves a better fate. As for the ole doc, he may get off arter sarvin' a spell in prison, an' the saynorita " A groan from Hamersley interrupts the remark.
Instead, this girl with the calm, reposeful face struck a note almost painfully different from her surroundings, suggesting countless pleasant things that had been strange to him for the past few years. Pure admiration alone was patent in the older man's gaze. "I make oration," said he, "that you're the gamest little chap I ever fought over, Mexikin, Injun, or white. What's the trouble?"
"Well, one night Marse Chan come back from de offis wid a telegram dat say, 'Come at once, so he wuz to start nex' mawnin'. He uniform wuz all ready, gray wid yaller trimmin's, an' mine wuz ready too, an' he had ole marster's sword, whar de State gi' 'im in de Mexikin war; an' he trunks wuz all packed wid ev'rything in 'em, an' my chist wuz packed too, an' Jim Rasher he druv 'em over to de depo' in de waggin, an' we wuz to start nex' mawnin' 'bout light.
"That 'ere chap's a greelye, I strongly 'spect," whispered one, a regular down-east Yankee. "A what?" asked his companion. "Why, a greelye one o' them 'ere Mexikin robbers." "Arrah, now! did yez see the rid sash?" inquired an Irishman. "Thim's captin's," suggested the Yankee. "He's a captin or a kurnel; I'll bet high on that." "What did he say, Nath, as he was running off?"
By good luck, 'mong the Injuns we'd captered a Mexikin rennygade thet thing ye see out thar. He war joined in Horned Lizart's lot, an' he'd been wi' 'em some time.
Conchita may not like my interference in an affair of such a delicate nature. Love's language is said to be universal, and by it you should understand one another." "So fur's thet's consarned, I reck'n we do. But she, bein' a Mexikin, may hev queery ideas about it; an' I want her promise guv in tarms from which thar'll be no takin' the back track; same's I meen to give myen."
"Well, one night Marse Chan come back from de offis wid a telegram dat say, 'Come at once, so he wuz to start nex' mawnin'. He uniform wuz all ready, gray wid yaller trimmin's, an' mine wuz ready too, an' he had ole marster's sword, whar de State gi' 'im in de Mexikin war; an' he trunks wuz all packed wid ev'rything in 'em, an' my chist was packed too, an' Jim Rasher he druv 'em over to de depo' in de waggin, an' we wuz to start nex' mawnin' 'bout light.
The boy's white American white. Who ever seed a yeller-hided Mexikin with them eyes and ha'r? Jack, this hyur's Cap'n Haller. If yur kin iver save his life by givin' yur own, yur must do it, de ye hear?" "I will," said the boy resolutely. "Come, Lincoln," I interposed, "these conditions are not necessary. You remember I was in your debt." "Ain't worth mentioning Cap; let bygones be bygones!"
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