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It's no nae surprise to me." "He's been lang in marryin'," Hookey Crewe said. "He was thirty at Martinmas," said Pete. "Thirty, was he?" said Hookey. "Man, I'd buried twa wives by the time I was that age, an' was castin' aboot for a third." "I mind o' them," Hendry interposed. "Ay," Hookey said, "the first twa was angels." There he paused. "An' so's the third," he added, "in many respects."
"Then it'll be because she don't know you like I do. But you're lucky No tellin' " Andy climbed down from the bars. "No tellin' what?" queried Pete. "No tellin' you how much I sure want you to win, pardner because you know it." Pete leapt from the top rail square on to Andy, who, taken off his guard, toppled and fell.
Jim Galway and Ropey Smith were walking side by side, keeping a measured step as they paced off a certain distance, while Bill Lang and Pete Leddy and Jack stood by. Leddy and Lang were watching the process inflexibly.
"On foot," answered Bull with equal brevity, and he led the way straight across the street. There was no danger of being seen. All the life of the town was drawn to a center about the hotel. Lights were flashing behind its windows, men were constantly pounding across the veranda, running in and out. Bull led the way past the building and cut for the cottonwoods. "And now?" demanded Pete Reeve.
Nor has anything been said of Pete's conversion during a revival meeting; his exhortations to the family to follow his course, until he almost drove them insane, and his fall from grace when a new boy at the school declared he could lick Pete with one hand tied behind his back.
"Well, now, I hopes you're done," said Aunt Chloe, who had been busy in pulling out a rude box of a trundle-bed; "and now, you Mose and you Pete, get into thar; for we's goin' to have the meetin'." "O mother, we don't wanter. We wants to sit up to meetin', meetin's is so curis. We likes 'em."
Old Pete and Keith walked back to the former's cabin together, and left Constance for a time alone with her father. "One of the b'ys'll come," said Pete, "an' sit with yer dad, so ye kin git some sleep, fer ye need it mighty bad." It was early dawn as the two plodded their way through the deep snow.
The women then became suddenly quiet, and put their aprons to their mouths, as if a hearse had stopped at the door; but Pete bustled about and shouted boisterously to cover the emotion of his farewell. "Good-bye, Grannie; I'll say a word for you when I get there. Good-bye, Nancy; I'll not be forgetting yourself neither. Good bye, lil bogh," dropping on one knee at the side of the cradle.
"How's the poor girl now?" he said in a meek voice, trying to look powerfully miserable, and playing his part splendidly for thirty seconds. Then the women made eyes at each other and looked wondrous knowing, and nodded sideways at Pete, and clucked and chuckled, saying, "Look at him, he doesn't know anything, does he?" "Coorse not, woman these men creatures are no use for nothing."
So the long days, not quite so long as they used to be, marched on. Despite the skilful services of Pete they were still always cold, always hungry, always weary for want of sleep, and always dirty and unkempt. Then there came a day when Pete astonished them.
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