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"You is sure annoyin'," he said in an aggrieved manner, "askin' me to go on record so plumb sudden. I'm no mind-reader." There was a pause, but the Ranger quietly waited. "It's embarrassin'," said Bob-Cat, "to try an' trot out a verdic' on snap-jedgment. I don't know." Rifle-Eye, quite unperturbed, looked at him steadily and inquiringly. "You know what you think," he said.
She had forgotten the necessity for haste which had been so importunate a few minutes before. "You must be a mind-reader," she said. "No, I am not at all a clever person," he laughed. "Indeed, as I told you, I am always blundering into trouble, and making things uncomfortable for my friends.
"No, Puss, not a word," he declared. But she wasn't deceived, and after a moment of silence said, "Then Mr. Carson has." "No, Mr. Carson hasn't mentioned it to me." The pause was hardly perceptible, but Tabitha's quick ears discerned it, and she triumphantly confronted Tom with the declaration, "You heard him ask Dad!" "What a mind-reader you are!" he laughed. "Now, didn't you?" "Yes."
If we find the one with the Russian postmark, we shall have found the murderer. He spoke like a madman, and as he spoke he ran around the room, with one hand held out in front of him as you have seen a mind-reader at a theatre seeking for something hidden in the stalls.
You know, too, how decent and respectable Jimmy's been livin' all these years, putting up a front for the sake of that daughter of his; suppose this was a put-up game to catch him what do the bulls want him for?" "I ain't no mind-reader.
"Not looking for trouble, are you?" "No," remarked Jim, easily. "I don't want any trouble with you, and you don't want any with me." The shirt-sleeved man glanced appraisingly at his square shoulders and strongly knit figure. "Right you are, George!" he laughed. "I don't want any trouble with you. You must be a mind-reader. You call off your dog and I'll call off mine."
"I'm not a mind-reader," said Calhoun. "But it adds up. You're from Dara. You've been on Weald. It's practically certain that there are other, agents, if you like that word better, on Weald. And there hasn't been a plague on Weald so you people aren't carriers of it. But you knew it in advance, I think. How'd you learn? Did a ship in some sort of trouble land there, on Dara?"
An impression that the man was a mind-reader had doubtless increased this embarrassment, and yet he had had no evidence of this kind, nor anything to indicate such a fact beyond the keen, penetrating power of those marvelous eyes. Paul felt that there was a mental chasm, deep and wide and impassable, that yawned between him and the strange individual before him.
"Yes but how?" was the sulky reply. "How do I get her? What will she do to me, after I do get her? Tell me that, confound you!" The old man chuckled again. "I am not a mind-reader," he said. "What will she do to me, Uncle Steve? What did she threaten? What am I to expect from her, now?" "Oh, I don't know. I confess that I don't.
'You grow more marvellous at every step. That was indeed the number. Are you a demon? "'No, I replied. 'Only something of a mind-reader. "Well, to be brief, the bargain was struck. I was to look for a watch that I knew he hadn't lost, and was to receive 200 pounds if I found it.
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