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Updated: June 8, 2025
"No!" he cried, "you ain't a-goin' t' get no wedding, Hermy; he don't mean t' give ye a square deal. He's foolin' ye foolin' ye, girl! Oh," said he through shut teeth, "ye thought I was safe out o' the way, I guess. You ought t' known better; th' p'lice couldn't hold me, they never will. Anyway, I've kept tabs on ye I know as you've been meeting him in a wood!
"Why, 'fore this yere town was organised, when we hadn't got no Court of Arbitration to fix a boundary, or even to hang a thief, we had our 'main Push, just like we was 'Frisco." He lowered his voice, and leaned towards his Circle friend. "With Bonsor's help they 'lected Corey Judge o' the P'lice Court, and Bonsor ain't never let Corey forgit it."
From his waistcoat pocket he drew out a fresh piece and placed it between his teeth. Drawing a tea-chest closer to the stove, he seated himself and stared intently into the glowing heart of the fire. Sin Sin Wa extended his arm and opened the little cupboard. "Number one p'lice," croaked the raven drowsily. "You catchee sleepee, Tling-a-Ling," said Sin Sin Wa.
"You go away and leave us alone," cried the tallest of the young scamps, a boy of about fourteen. "We've got as much right here as you, and you've no right to stop us if we wants to go. I'll tell the p'lice as 'ow you set your great savage dog on us. Yes, I will, see if I don't!" Esther laughed scornfully. "I should like to see you," she said contemptuously. "You wouldn't dare!"
I lived here once, and and I thought it might be kind to break it to her before the police came for her." Jessie's heart almost stood still with fright. "The p'lice," she gasped, "for mother! oh, what has happened?" "There's been an accident to your father; there was a bit of a fight in the train coming home from the races, and and he got flung against the door, and it opened and he fell out."
The half-breed was a life study of his. In the great West he was always of more interest to the police than any white man. "We mostly wait around for the p'lice when we want to get out of business," the man replied with meaning. "Yes, some folks find it difficult getting out of business without the help of the police." "Sure," returned Pete easily. "They need to do it right.
"I've had to do with cattle, an' mules, an' even hogs in my time, but I sure don't guess you ken set them bits o' mites in a brandin' corral, nor feed 'em oats an' hay, nor even ladle 'em swill for supper, like hogs. Fer other things, I don't guess I could bile a bean right without a lib'ry o' cook-books, so how I'm to make 'em elegant pap for their suppers 'ud beat the Noo York p'lice force.
Jenkins and Smith did not raise their eyes, and Thomson continued to frown steadily out at the window without moving a muscle. "I'm sure I don't know nothink about your p'lice, an' what's more, I don't care," said Mrs Durby; "all that I know is that railways is dreadful things, and if I was the Queen, which I'm not, I'd have 'em all put down by Acts of Parlingment, so I would.
"Stand it, child? It's a woman's place, is the kitchen. I can't trust no one at the stove but myself. I've done it for over forty summers, an' I don't reckon to give it up now. This is from that p'lice feller. He ain't doing much, I'm thinking. Seems to me he spends most of his time in making up his bills of expenses. Howsum, you look into it. What's Master Robb say?"
Outside the tent a sound of running. The secretary of the fair, a German hardware-dealer with an automobile-cap like a yachting-cap, panted in, gasping: "Come quick! They won't wait any longer! I been trying to calm 'em down, but they say you got to fly. They're breaking over the barriers into the track. The p'lice can't keep 'em back."
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