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"Gallito does. Anyway, cut for it an' maybe I can throw them off the scent. Gosh a'mighty! Cut for it. They're here." With one last, hasty kiss on Mrs. Thomas' cheek, José was out of the door like a flash. "Now quick, Marthy." Mrs. Nitschkan had seized a pair of scissors and cut the pocket from her skirt, tucking the roll of bills which it contained into her man's boot.
"You needn't hurt a person's feelings by being so harsh." Mrs. Thomas's eyes filled with tears. "Oh, jus' take in Mr. Seagreave," she whispered; "I haven't seen him look at a lady that way yet." "Cert'ny not at you. He ain't seem' no miner's wives," returned Mrs. Nitschkan cruelly. "Father," cried Pearl joyously to Gallito, "I have lost nothing. I am not even tired, nor stiff.
Her whole demeanor had changed, she even condescended to banter José, and she took his jibes in good part; and in the evenings when José and Gallito, Mrs. Nitschkan and Mrs. Thomas, had sat down to the silence of their cards, and Hughie played softly on the piano in a dim corner, she talked to Seagreave; in fact, their conversations became more prolonged every evening.
He and the gypsy immediately began swinging great coils of rope over the cliff. "Can you get the ropes under him, Pearl, and tie 'em in a kind of cradle?" called Mrs. Nitschkan. "Of course," she answered, "if you and José will tell me how."
You couldn't even let a poor, God-forsaken robber like José alone. Don't you know that if you get a thousand husbands they'll all treat you as bad or worse'n Seth did?" "He's an angel in heaven right now an' don't you dare say a word against him, Sadie Nitschkan," cried Mrs. Thomas defensively, "but he was a devil all the same." "They'll all be devils," returned Mrs. Nitschkan fatalistically.
But to return to Saint Harry and your daughter now " "Come," said Gallito harshly, pushing back his chair, "it is time you went home. The ladies," indicating Mrs. Nitschkan and Mrs. Thomas, who had been getting on their capes and hoods, "are waiting for you to escort them."
"Talk about guns and fishing rods and dogs, something you know about," said Pearl scornfully, touching the dozing dog lightly with her foot. He growled angrily, resenting the liberty. "You better leave Flip alone," cautioned Mrs. Nitschkan; "he's liable to bite anybody but me. Always be kind to dumb animals, 'specially cross dogs. And, say, Pearl, I been running the cards this morning.
Thomas is big and pretty, with no mind of her own, and she got tangled up in some fool love affair that her friends didn't approve of, so when Nitschkan started off on this last gipsy expedition of hers they sent Mrs. Thomas with her."
Scanning the wall closely, it seemed to her rough and jagged enough for her to do so with comparative safety. Just as she reached this decision, she heard a faint holloo from the same direction in which José had come and, turning her head quickly, she saw Mrs. Nitschkan hastening over the hill toward her. "Gosh a'mighty!" exclaimed the gypsy, when she had come within speaking distance.
Thomas's well-cushioned, six feet of womanhood, "A little widow!" huskily. Gallito seized the opportunity here to direct Pearl's attention to the bandit, who had been nudging him and whispering to him for the last moment or so. "Pearl, this is " he hesitated a moment, "José." Mrs. Nitschkan looked up at him in quick astonishment. "Gosh a'mighty," she cried, "ain't that kind o' reckless?"
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