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"H'm," Samson grunted as he glanced around upon the miners. "Queer justice, I call it. Why didn't ye let the Police look after the affair, if ye thought me pardner had murdered me? No, ye can't answer that," he continued, for Curly made no defence. "It's yer own bad heart, that's what made ye do it. Yer jealous; that's what's wrong.
By night he was saying in his heart, "The Colonel's a fool." His pardner caught the look that matched the thought. "No more second helpin's," he said in self-defence; "this'll freeze into cakes for luncheon." No answer. No implied apology for that look. In the tone his pardner had come to dread the Colonel began: "If we don't strike a settlement to-morrow " "Don't talk!"
"I wonner where he got 'is stren'th from? I never seen a man do like that before. It was a funny thing. Well, he was a reg'lar jim-dandy." The youth desired to screech out his grief. He was stabbed, but his tongue lay dead in the tomb of his mouth. He threw himself again upon the ground and began to brood. The tattered man stood musing. "Look-a-here, pardner," he said, after a time.
Outside: "Give me a second, boys, will you?" he said to the N. W. M. P.'s, "just till I hear what that doctor fella says about my pardner." He stood there with the Buckeyes, the police, and the various day gangs that were too excited to go to bed.
Just at this point a dark form glided up behind the detective and dealt him a stunning blow on the head, felling him to the ground. "Thar, pardner, I reckon that beak won't git no furder with his pris'ner." Bordine was dumbfounded. Who was the rough-spoken man who had come to his rescue by perhaps dealing the detective a death-blow? "He put the darbies on, did he?"
"Oh, no," I sez, "the conveyance haint come yet, you will heer it screechin' along pretty soon." Anon we hearn the train thunderin' towards us. I parted with Tirzah Ann and Whitfield, havin' shook hands with Ury before; and all others being parted from, I had to, yes, I had to, bid my beloved pardner adoo.
"And you'll tell us your system?" "Surely." "And you'll promise not to play roulette in Dawson ever again?" "No, sir," Smoke said positively. "I'll promise not to play this system again." "My God!" Moran exploded. "You haven't got other systems, have you?" "Hold on!" Shorty cried. "I want to talk to my pardner. Come over here, Smoke, on the side."
The oil wells in California. The cattle. Not a damn thing. That was the agreement with his pardner when they split. And I've got the agreement! Now what you got to say?" "Say? Why its loco! Why doesn't the pardner raise a row?" "He's dead." "His heirs then?" "He hasn't got but one heir his daughter." My heart skipped a beat in the amazement of a half idea.
When Peyton mentions "Maxime Valois," the Croesus grasps his hand convulsively. "Did you serve with him?" Joe queries with eagerness. "He was my pardner and chum." "He died in my arms at Peachtree Creek," answers Peyton. Joe embraces Peyton. "He was a game man, Colonel." Peyton answers: "The bravest man I ever saw. I often think of him, in the whirl of that struggle for De Gress's battery.
Shortly afterwards the incoming rider dismounted at his side, breathing heavily after a ride of two hundred and forty miles. "You've saved seventeen minutes on schedule time, pardner," Kiddie told him. "Guess I shall improve on that, if my ponies are all up to the mark an' ready at their stations."
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