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"I should hope not," Tom assured him. "Have a cigar?" urged Pete, doffing his sombrero and taking out a big, black weed that he tendered the cub. "What's the matter with it?" asked Tom curiously. For just a second Bad Pete's eyes flashed. Then he choked back all signs of anger as he drawled: "The only matter with this cigar, pardner, is that it's a gen-u-wine Havana cigar."
But if my worst apprehensions wuz realized, if I see that it was a place where my pardner would lose all the modest worth and winnin' qualities that first endeared him to me why, I would come home, and throw all my powerful influence and weight into the scales, and turn 'em round. Men are so sort o' high- headed and haughty about some things! That dear old martyr!
"You're the feller that's come here to teach us fellers to take off our hats when we see a fence," Hargus said, looking meaner with every breath. "You've got it right, pardner," Lambert calmly replied. "Duke of Chimney Butte! Well, pardner, I'm the King of Hotfoot Valley, and I've got travelin' papers for you right here!"
That Muckluck o' yours is a minx." "She ain't my Muckluck, and I don't believe she's a minx, not a little bit." Not wishing to be too hard on his pardner, the Colonel added: "I lay it all to the chaparejos myself." Then, observing his friend's marked absence of hilarity, "You're very gay in your fine fringes." "Been a little too gay the last two or three hours."
The noise outside grew louder, the air was rent with howls of rage and defiance. "Sounds as if there's 'bout a million mad dogs on your front stoop," says Schiff, knowing there must be a great deal going on if any of it reached his ears. "You set still." His pardner pushed him down on his stool. "Mr. Benham and I'll see what's up."
"Is the son in this?" he asked, sharply. "Oh, no," replied the baron, with a smile. "He knows nothing; he ees too young, too vat do you say? too vashionable, frivolous. No, Sir Stephen doesn't bring him in at all. You understand? He is ze ornamental, shleeping' pardner, eh?" And he chuckled. Falconer nodded, and leaning forward, continued the conversation in a low voice.
When he returned Bill and the other men were all stirring, and Stephen sitting up on his trestle rubbing his red and weary-looking eyes. "Well, pardner, what are you going to do to-day?" he asked a few minutes later, when they had the cabin to themselves for a moment. "Going to do?" replied Talbot in astonishment, looking up from turning the coffee into the coffee-pot, according to Bill's orders.
"Aren't you sure about it in your own mind?" asked Jeff slowly. "Almost," Rafe returned. "All that bothers me is not sticking by the same crowd that we started out with to-night. As for Jim Duff " "He's poison, and deadly poison at that," broke in Jeff. "That's just what he is, pardner." "Yet I used to like Duff pretty well." "So did I," nodded Jeff. "But that was when I thought he had some sand."
From up the street in the opposite direction came the distant click of boot-heels. A figure strode swiftly toward the patch of white light in front of the gambling-hall. "Just stand back a little, pardner," said Cheyenne. Bartley felt his heart begin to thump as Cheyenne gently loosened his gun in the holster.
"What became of him?" "I dunno, pardner. They was a wreck but guess I'll get that coffee." "How did you cross the Beaver Dam?" inquired Corliss as Sundown reappeared with his can of coffee. "So that's what you call that creek back there? Well, it don't need no Beaver hitched on to it to say what I'd call it. I come through last night, but I'm dry now."
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