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"Listen to me," Barnabas began. "N-not a word you're going to fight me " "Never!" "Pick up that pistol or I'll sh-shoot you where you stand!" "No!" "I'll c-count three!" said Barrymaine, his pale face livid against the darkness behind, "One! Two!
"S-s-ome body sh-shoot me and put me out of my m-misery!" A few seconds later Bailey crossed the yard carrying an extra pair of those coverings most essential to male comfort and equanimity. It was a supernaturally grave bevy of cow-punchers that gathered round the table that morning. Ma Bailey's silence was eloquent of suppressed indignation. Bailey also seemed subdued.
"Better give them to me, Ronald." "No, w-why should I?" "Well, in your present mood " "I I'm not d-drunk, damme, I'm not, I tell you! And I'll give the f-fellow every chance honorable meeting." "Then, if he refuses to fight you, as of course he will, you'll let him go to ah make love to Cleone?" "No, by God!" cried Barrymaine in a sudden, wild fury, "I-I'll sh-shoot him first!" "Kill him?"
I know dey not reach to you eef dey hit me de first. Eet joys me to do dat sure eet does." "Little g-girl, little g-girl," he faltered, helplessly, his great hands trembling as he touched her. "It w-was you I t-tried ter save. I-I ran th-th-this way so th-they wouldn't sh-shoot toward yer."
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