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Then he began to howl, with the tears streaming out of his eyes; but for the time being Tom was still too hot, and there was too much of the natural desire in him to injure his adversary for him to feel any compassion. "Do you give in?" he shouted. "Oh oh oh!" yelled Pete, in a hoarse, doleful mingling of cry and word. "Yer've killed me! yer've killed me!"
Besides, the prisoners generally were beginning to understand and approve of the Regulators' movement, and were disposed to give all the assistance needed. Myself and "Egypt," my taciturn Lieutenant of the sinewy left arm, were sent with our company to arrest Pete Donnelly, a notorious character, and leader of, a bad crowd. He was more "knocker" than Raider, however.
It was interesting to notice how quickly all our little wild neighbors learned to know that the sound produced by banging on a tin plate meant dough-god and other good things at our camp, and as they came rustling among the grasses or fluttering from bush and trees they showed more fear of each other than they did of Pete and me.
Odd to state, she, too, just then had no recollection of any such being as Ed Sorenson, which was the extreme of unloverliness. "Before I do go, I've something to tell you," she said hurriedly, dropping her voice. "It's this: the dead man's name was" here her tone went down to a mere sibilance "Pete Ortez."
With an inarticulate cry Pete jerked the receiver on to the hook, and stumbled away from the telephone. Five minutes later he had left the house and was hurrying through the Common to the Boylston Street subway station. Billy, a long cloak thrown over her white dress, was waiting for him.
She studied about things, as the colloquialism has it. And she knew very well that the mere fact that Ratty and the stranger were friends would not disprove Pratt's connection with the midnight marauder. Pete might have had an aid inside, as well as outside, the hacienda. So Frances said nothing more to the old ranchman, and nothing at all to Pratt about that which troubled her.
Finally, Frances saw the ex-orderly of the Bylittle Soldiers' Home produce a pad of paper, an envelope, and pencil. He was plainly a ready writer, for he went to work with the pencil at once, while Ratty rolled a fresh cigarette and still watched their captive. Pete finished his letter, sealed it in the envelope, and addressed it in a bold hand.
He considered the "George dear" idea a daring flight, even for Drazk. "Better not let old Y.D. hear you spinning anything like that, George, or he'll be likely to spoil your youthful beauty." "Oh, Y.D.'s all right," said George, knowingly. "Y.D.'s all right. Well, I guess I'll let Pete feed a bit here, and then we'll go back for his blanket.
"Nothing except that some of the rebels have gathered at Pine Lake, and others are expected to-morrow. Pete and I were trailing them to-day, and it was rare sport." "I hope you were careful, Dane." "We are always careful, though it wasn't necessary to-day. The Indians were quite cautious, but some of the white men lumbered along like oxen, cursing and complaining at a great rate.
She shook her head. "Oh, no," she replied; "I only came to help." Pete turned on Max, with a clumsy laugh that did not cover his disappointment. "How about this, Max? You ain't been tending to business. Ain't that so, James? Wasn't he going to see that she come and sat up with us where the boys could see her?" He turned to Hilda.
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