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Updated: June 23, 2025
But Houston searched the woods in vain. There were no supporters following the three men, no deploying groups seeking to flank them. A moment more, and Ba'tiste, with a sudden exclamation, allowed his cant hook to drop to the ground. "Wade!" "Who?" Houston came closer. "Eet is Thayer and Wade, the sheriff from Montview, and his deputy. Peuff! Have he fool heem too?"
At last: "I should think you would wait until you could consult a doctor before you'd say a thing like that." "So? It has been done." "And he told you " "Nothing. He does not need to even speak to Ba'teese." A great chuckle shook the big frame "Ba'teese know as soon as l' M'sieu Doctaire." "On good terms, aren't you? When's he coming again?" "Parbleu!" The big man snapped his fingers. "Peuff!
First of all, the railroad didn't go to Salt Lake and in the second " "The new road will," said the French-Canadian. "Peuff! When they start to build eet, blooey! Eet will be no time." "The new road? I didn't know there was to be one." "Ah, oui, oui, oui!" Ba'tiste became enthusiastic. "They shall make eet a road! Eet will not wind over the range like this one.
"Do you suppose it would help?" The girl was truly serious now. "Why not?" "I don't think " Thayer had edged forward, nervously. Ba'tiste pushed him gently. "Peuff! And when did M'sieu Thayer become l' M'sieu Doctaire? Ba'teese say ask him if he like you." Medaine laughed. "Do you like me?" Brown eyes met blue eyes. A smile passed between them.
He stumbled slightly as he made the next rise in the road and went on slowly, silently, toward the cabin. There Ba'tiste found him, slumped on the bench, staring out at the white and rose pinks of Mount Taluchen, yet seeing none of it. The big man boomed a greeting, and Barry, striving for a smile, answered him. The Canadian turned to his wolf-dog. "Peuff! Golemar!
Ba'tiste broke in excitedly. "By to-morrow morning, ever' snowshed, he will be bank-full of snow. The track, he will be four inches in ice. Six week this country, he can not stand it! Tell him so on the telegraph! Tell him the cattle, he will starve! Peuff! No longer do I think of our machinery! Eef it is los' we are los'. But let eet go. Say to heem nothing of that.
You you no see it, because she come to you with a smile, when every one else, he frown. You think she is the angel, yes, oui? But she come to Ba'teese different. She talk to you sof' and she try to turn you against your frien'. Yes. Oui? Ne c'est pas? Ba'teese see her with the selfish mouth. Peuff! He see her when she look to heem out from the corner of her eye so. Ba'teese know.
Oh, ho! And he say he will marry, not for love. Peuff! We shall see, by gar, we shall see! Eh, Golemar?" Then to Barry, "You have sit out here too long." "I? Nothing of the kind. Where's the axe? I'll do some fancy one-handed woodchopping." And while Ba'tiste watched, grinning, Barry went about his task, swinging the axe awkwardly, but whistling with the joy of work.
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