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Martha Hadley, why in the name of nonsense are you eating dinner with your hat on?" "Because," says Martha, beginnin' to sniffle, "I I'm going away." "But where? Why?" demands Zenobia. And between sobs Martha explains. She includes me in it too. "Then why aren't you wearing your hat also, Torchy?" asks Zenobia. "Well," says I, "I ain't so sure about quittin' as she is.

As he reflected on these matters, a fellow trainman came along the top of the car, and sat down at Tamarack's side. This brakeman had also been recruited from the mountains, though from another section over toward the Virginia line. "So yer quittin'?" observed the new-comer. Spicer nodded. "Goin' back thar on Misery?" Again, Tamarack answered with a jerk of his head.

Why, honest, now, I'd sooner fight before an audience of one you for instance, or anybody I liked. It'd do me proud. But them sickenin', sap-headed stiffs, with the grit of rabbits and the silk of mangy ky-yi's, a-cheerin' me ME! Can you blame me for quittin' the dirty game?

I'd worked up a fifteen-minute spiel too that was a gem of street corner eloquence, and no matter where I stuck up my flare I could do an evenin's business runnin' from ten to forty dollars. "So when I hit them corn fritters of Mrs. Whipple's that night in Gopher I had no more notion of quittin' the road than a prairie chicken has of breakin' into a hencoop.

"Yo' all ain't quittin'?" Tex roused himself to ask. "Not over a little josh? Say, you're layin' yoreself wide open to more of the same. Yo' all wants to take it the way it's meant, Skyrider. Listen here, boy, if yo' all wants to git away from the ranch right now, why don't yo' all speak for to stay at Sinkhole camp?

For a time Catherson paid no attention to him, busying himself with his pony, jaded from the night's work. But after half an hour, just as the first faint shafts of dawn began to steal up over the horizon, Catherson walked close, and stood looking down at his victim. "Well," he said, slowly and passionlessly, "I've got you this far. I'm quittin' you. I reckon I've deviled you enough.

"So the ind of it was," Tom went on, "nothin' else 'ud suit them except gettin' all readied up for us to be slinkin' out in the evenin' late. Faith, I'd twenty minds in me heart agin quittin' little Katty, and she that bad.

"Well, seem' you're quittin' for the best reason I know, I'm right glad. You done your work like I expected. Your mother knows you're goin' to jine the army?" "I told her yesterday. I've been at the ranch." "Uh-uh. How's your dad?" "He ain't so spry. But he is better." "Uh-uh. That young Mexican stayin' at the ranch with him?" "You couldn't chase Ramon away with a gun." "Uh-uh.

"Here, what's this?" he snorts, callin' me back as he opens up the sheet. "Eh? Dudley! Resigns, does he! What, that dried up, goat faced, custard brained, old Say, boy; ask him what the grizzly grindstones he means by " "I did," says I, "and, if you want to know, he's quittin' because he's too straight to cook up the books the way you told him."

"Or Dirty O'Brien handin' out scripture readin's in the same layout," retorted Pete, as he followed his companions out of the door. Holy Dick ordered a "night-cap." "Them two fellers make me hot as hell," cried O'Brien fiercely, as he dashed the whisky into Holy's glass from a bottle under the counter. "Ther', Holy, drink up, and git. I'm quittin' right now," he added.