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Gibney and McGuffey dressed in their other suits including celluloid collars and cuffs. "The cargo's out, Scraggsy, my son, the decks has been washed down an' everything in my department is shipshape." Thus Mr. Gibney. "Likewise in mine," McGuffey added. "Consequently," Mr. Gibney concluded, "we're quittin' the Maggie an' if it's all the same to you we'll have our time." "My dear Gib.
Guess the old chap's about quittin' the trail." The Kid's hand tightened on the reins. "Hit him there, I reckon," grunted Ike to himself, but the other paid no attention. "So," continued Ike, "they've all gone off." "Who?" "Why the hull town, seemingly. There's the preacher, and the doctor, and that there Crawley, with Carroll's wagon outfit.
"Carryin' a good deal of hardware, ain't they, Gus?" Ferril smiled. "Most of the boys are quittin' that foolishness, but some of 'em can't get it out of their heads that they look big when they're gun-toters. Kind of a kid business, looks to me." The eyes of the cattleman rested on Houck. "I wouldn't call that big black fellow a kid. Who is he?" "Don't know. Reckon we're due to find out.
It's no good for yous to write to us here, for we'll be quittin' out o' this before the letther has a chanst to come; though sure it can folly us as we're jiggin' along to the north. Don't be thinkin' that you've shlipped hould of our ricollections, though the breadth of the ocean say's betune us. More power to your elbow! May your life be aisy, and may the heavens be your bed!
"Thinkin' of quittin'?" Bill asked almost eagerly, "Because if you are, I know a good job for a fellow of your build and make." "No, I can't quit. I have got to go on." Bill's face fell. "And perhaps I can make up in some other ways. I may be able to help some fellows a bit." The sincerity and humble earnestness of Shock's tone quite softened Bill's heart.
He was silent, enjoying her sternness, glad to have roused her, no matter what the consequences; knowing that each second heightened the climax. Apparently she interpreted his speechlessness in a different way. She said after a moment: "That sounds like quittin' cold on you. I won't do it unless you try some fool thing like riding back toward Drew."
"I got to quit Lamb's the end of next week, have I?" He stepped forward, angrily. "Listen!" he said. "I'm not walkin' out o' Lamb's, see? I'm not quittin' down there: I stay with 'em, see?" Adams looked up at him, astonished. "You'll leave there next Saturday," he said. "I've got to have you." "You don't anything o' the kind," Walter told him, sharply. "Do you expect to pay me anything?"
"It sure is. Say, Ed, we got to split, anyhow. Why don't you git to goin'? It ain't like you was quittin' me cold." "You're a mighty white kid, Pete. And I'm goin' to tell you right now that you got a heap more sense and nerve than me, at any turn of the game. You been goin' round to-night on cold nerve and I been travelin' on whiskey.
"Jest say you won't, an' I'll have the house turned sheer upside down 'fore you know wher' you are. There, jest think of it. You may need some un to ke'p that scallawag Buck in his place. How you goin' to set about him without me around? I ain't quittin' this day month, am I, miss ma'm?"
As for me, I must say I have a weakness for a first-class nood!" The woman beside him shuddered. "That's all right but I guess a heap o' these painters would be quittin' the profession if it wasn't for folks of our callin'!"
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