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If we both purceed to the shanty there's be a chance o' passin' him on the way. He mout be in the timmer, an', seein' us, put back out hyar, an' so head us. There'd no need o' both for the capterin' sech a critter as that. I'll fetch him on his marrowbones by jest raisin' this rifle. Tharfor, s'pose you stay hyar an' guard this gap, while I go arter an' grup him.
Now, look here, bred'ren, just try wonst to be cibil, a helping yourselbs from dat whale. Don't be tearin' de blubber out your neighbour's mout, I say. Is not one shark dood right as toder to dat whale? And, by Gor, none on you has de right to dat whale; dat whale belong to some one else.
"This makes no difference. I expect to get off to-morrow," replied Perez. "Ye shan't go, not ef I hold ye," cried Mrs. Poor, edging up to him as if about to secure his person on the spot. "Ef ye go the res' on us mout 's well go with ye, fer the silk stockins 'll hev it all ther own way then," remarked a farmer, gloomily.
"Carrajo!" exclaimed a Mexican, "what do you think of monkey? I have dined upon that down south many's the time." "Wal, I guess monkey's but tough chawin's; but I've sharpened my teeth on dry buffler hide, and it wa'n't as tender as it mout 'a been."
"Joe Lorey," she exclaimed, "you dare!" Now he was all humility as he let his hand fall from her arm. "It was for your sake, Madge," said he. "A stumble on that sack it mout have sent us both to Kingdom Come!" She looked at him incredulously, then down at the sack. "That old game-sack? Why, Joe, you're plumb distracted!" "I'm in my senses, yet, I tell you," he persisted.
Jeff was as serious as could have been wished all that day, for there was much on his mind. Perplexing questions tinged with supernatural terrors tormented him. Passing over those having a moral point, the most urgent one was, "S'pose dat ar soger miss him box an come arter it ternight. Ki! If I go ter see, I mout run right on ter de spook. I'se a-gwine ter gib 'im his chance, an' den take mine."
"Oh, hundreds of times! The toothache isn't anything." "Den you des played 'roun' de aidges. You ain't had de kine w'at kotch me on de underjaw. You mout a had a gum-bile, but you ain't bin boddered wid de toofache.
"They ain't as good as thar own dogs," continued the hunter, turning away from the cliff. "If we hed a lot of loose rocks, Cap'n, we mout keep them down thar till doomsday." A movement was now visible among the guerilleros. About one-half of the party were seen to mount their horses and gallop off up the creek. "They're gone round by the ford," said Raoul: "it's not over a mile and a half.
It raly do 'pear like dat corn mout a been housed befo' now."
"Then she don't know what her lover is yet?" asked the Expressman eagerly. "No." "Are YOU certain it's one of the gang?" "Can't say FOR SURE. It mout be a young chap from Yolo who bucked agin the tiger* at Sacramento, got regularly cleaned out and busted, and joined the gang for a flier.
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