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You'll stay till you get ready to leave. S'long. I'll see that you get something to eat." He went out with that unusual, padding step which Vic had noticed before and closed the door softly behind him. In spite of that barrier Gregg could hear the noises from the next room quite clearly, as some one brought in wood and dropped it on a stone hearth, rattling.
"Well, Seattle Charley told me they was plum petered out. Most of 'em's died, I believe. But two or three's alive. That Indian musher across the creek's got 'em, doctoring of 'em up, Charley says. He reckons to pull some round, an' make a bit on 'em, I suppose. But this feller here, he's too far gone, Jim. You can see he's done." "Ah! Well, good night, Jock." "S'long!"
"But what did you DO?" He looked at her curiously. "You won't be frightened if I show you?" he said doubtfully. "There's nothin' to be afeerd of s'long as you're with me," he added proudly. "Yes that is" she stammered, and then, her curiosity getting the better of her fear, she added in a whisper: "Show me quick!" He led the way up the narrow trail until he stopped where he had knelt before.
"No, it ain't, at that," he replied. "Say, I got a pal that wants to talk to you. Sort of a job on him, at that." "I'll tell you what," said Andy calmly. "Take him in to the bar, and I'll come in and have a drink with him and you in about two minutes. S'long." He was gone through the door while the other half reached a hand toward him. But that was all.
These boys have been tried before, and they're our people. I'm leaving you a saddle and a horse, and when you get on your feet, take your own bearings. You can always count on a job with me, and I'll see that you draw wages until my outfit is relieved. This fever will burn itself out in a week or ten days. I'll keep an eye over you until you are well. S'long, Jack."
An' de word's out not to do any pushin' an' crowdin' around de Mole's fer front seats, 'cause den de bulls 'd get wise savvy? Just leave it to de Mole get me?" "Sure I get you," said Jimmie Dale. "Well, so long, Wowzer and thanks again." "S'long, Smarly," replied the Wowzer.
"No doubt about it," replied the Major, briskly, gathering up the lines and bringing the stub of a whip down with a thwack upon each back impartially. "S'long!" He waved it at the girl and sheepherder. "I trust you'll find a location to suit you."
We ain't goin' ter interfere if things goes smooth." Bill shrugged. "You need not come." "No? Nuthin' more?" "Nothing. Keep the boys steady. Don't burn the clerks in the store." "No." "S'long." "S'long." "Lord" Bill vaulted into the saddle, and Golden Eagle moved restively away. It was as well that Foss River was a sleepy place. "Lord" Bill's precautions were not elaborate.
She's so sure of her methods so sure. She'll find there are others who have methods, won't she, Lord Avondale?" "Most charming methods!" agreed Lord James. "S'long, Jimmy!" said Blake, gripping the other's carelessly offered hand. "Here's congratulations and good luck to you! Tell her tell the others good-bye for me. I'll not come to the car. Tell 'em I'm too too busy." "Right-o!
He hesitated, and then, as if making up his mind by a great effort: "There ain't no use blamin' him; better let it drop, Glendin." "Nothin' else to do, Steve; but it's funny Sally let him do it." "It is," said Nash with emphasis, "but then women is pretty funny in lots of ways. Ready to start, Bard?" "All ready." "S'long, Sally." "Good-night, Miss Fortune." "Evenin', boys.
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