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"I had rather ask one: but go on." "What made you so dry a desert, Mr. Donnegan?" "There is a very leading question again." "I don't mean it that way. For you had the same sad, hungered look the first time I saw you when you came into Milligan's in that beggarly disguise." "I shall confess one thing. It was not a disguise. It was the fact of me; I am a beggarly person." "Nonsense!
Marmaduke suggested that the fault might lie in the arteries and nerves; but Richard, considering the amputation as part of his own handiwork, strongly repelled the insinuation, at the same time declaring that he had often heard of men who could tell when it was about to rain, by the toes of amputated limbs, After two or three years, notwithstanding, Milligan's complaints gradually diminished, the leg was dug up, and a larger box furnished, and from that hour no one had heard the sufferer utter another complaint on the subject.
"You want us to keep Jack from fightin', but you don't want us to hurt the other gent. What you want? Hogtie 'em both?" "Yes, yes; keep Jack out of Milligan's; but for heaven's sake don't try to put a hand on Donnegan." "Why not?" "For your sakes; he'd kill you, Joe!" At this they both gaped in unison, and as one man they drawled in vast admiration: "Good heavens!"
Milligan's table-cloth as big as a salt-cellar, it was so full of food. I took some of everything on the table. Mr. Milligan kept handing me things from his end and Mrs. Milligan from her end, and the little Milligans from the sides, and we laughed so much and I tried so hard to eat I got really excited about it, and of course I was sick the next day. But it didn't matter.
Coombe was getting some "things" made at Miss Milligan's. It had been rumoured at first that she had contemplated running down to Toronto and Detroit, buying most of her trousseau there, but for some unexplained reason the plan had been given up. Doctor Callandar, it appeared, believed in patronising local tradesmen and had been sufficiently ungallant to veto the Detroit visit altogether.
"Tell him to come himse'f," said Andy Lewis. "We don't play no favorites at Milligan's." "Mister," said big George, "I don't want to bring no trouble on this heah place, but don't make me go back and bring Donnegan." Even Andy Lewis was staggered by this assurance. "Rules is rules," he finally decided. "And out you go." Big George stepped from the doorway and mounted his horse.
When he turned, she saw him go back into the night with long strides, and within half an hour she knew, as clearly as if she were remembering the picture instead of foreseeing it, that Jack and Donnegan would face each other gun in hand on the floor of Milligan's dance hall. Still, she was not foolish enough to run after Jack, take his arm, and make a direct appeal.
"I ain't much of a man myself" there were dark rumors about Milligan's past and the crowd chuckled at this modesty "but I'll try my hand agin' him with a bit of backing. And first I want to tell you boys that they ain't any danger of him having aimed at Andy's hand. I tell you, it ain't possible, hardly, for him to have planned to hit a swingin' target like that. Maybe some could do it. I dunno."
A lonely run of one hundred and forty miles brought him to Milligan's Bend where he stopped at a planter's house over night. The next day was Sunday and as he only had a twenty mile run to reach Vicksburg, he did not propose to start until rather late in the day, so that he would land at Vicksburg during the afternoon.
Miss Milligan's pins had overflowed from her pin-cushion into her mouth and Esther, who appeared tired, gazed steadily out of the window. Only the humming of the machines in the adjoining workroom and the subdued talk and laughter of Miss Milligan's young ladies saved the silence from becoming oppressive.
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