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Updated: June 29, 2025
You might 'a' seen her according to whether she came to the kitchen door or not. But you ain't seen any other girl here. And you better be shore you ain't." "Why had I?" blustered Rack Slimson, without, however, making any hostile motion with his hands. "Because I say so." "Whatell's it to you?" "All you have to do is say in Farewell that you saw Marie here at Dale's and you'll find out.
"I didn't know it was necessary." "Which is true more ways than one. Lookit here, Slimson, where might you happen to be going when you run into me so providential here at Moccasin Spring?" "I might be going most anywhere," Rack Slimson replied with a flash of temper. "No call to get het, Rack, no call to get het. What I'm asking is a fair question: Where might you be going to-day." "Marysville."
If I was you, though, and I wanted to live longer and healthier Doc Coffin is the one you wanna watch special a heap special." "Thanks, Bill, I " "No thanks needed," fended off the hotel-keeper, hastily. "I ain't said nothin', and don't you forget it." "I won't. Is the Starlight's owner, Rack Slimson, any friend of Nebraska's, too?"
Later I might be too busy to do it and I can't afford to take every chance. Not with four or five men. You can see that yoreself." Rack Slimson saw. He saw other things too. Oh, there was no warmth in the sunlight, and the sky was a drabby gray, and he was filled with bitterness unutterable. "We'll be at the draw some time soon," suggested Racey ten minutes later.
"I ain't a-scared of any such breed of chunker as Rack Slimson," said she, calmly. "I can manage him my own self. You goin' back to Farewell, Racey?" "Right now." "Then I'll be going with you." "You'll do no such a thing. There's no sense in yore running into trouble thataway. You'll come in to Farewell after me and from another direction." "Shore, I was going to.
"S'pose he goes round the ridge," offered the doubter, unconsciously hitting the nail on the head. "He won't," declared the confident Doc. "He'll come boiling right in like he owned the place. Don't you lose no sleep over that." "Maybe Rack couldn't find him," pursued Honey Hoke, and an answering quiver ran through the frame of Rack Slimson.
"Well, I'm obliged to you, Slimson. I'm shore a heap obliged to you. Is Swing Tunstall being taken care of all right?" "He's in Mike Flynn's house. Joy Blythe is a-nursin' him." "Then I ain't needed in Farewell right now." Racey's tone was casual. Rack Slimson rose to the bait immediately. "He's asking for you alla time," said he. "He is, is he? Why didn't you say so at first?"
Rack Slimson jerked his head toward the approaching girl. "He's got 'em again," said Racey to Mr. Saltoun and Tom Loudon. "I don't see any 'her' anywhere. Do you?" "Not me," chorussed both men. "You see how yo're mistaken, Rack," pointed out Racey. "Yore eyes are deceivin' you. Don't you trust 'em. You don't see any girls round here, exceptin' maybe Miss Dale over at the house.
I'll tell you how it is all in words of one syllable. You and me are coming into town from the east where that draw is and those shacks behind the dance hall. We'll leave our hosses in the draw, and proceed, like they say in the army, on foot. Then you and me " "But why me?" Rack Slimson desired to know. "What are you always putting 'me' in for?" "Because yo're a-going with me, Rack, that's why.
"Where's he goin'?" he demanded of the now wriggling Rack Slimson. "Huh? Who? Punch? I dunno." "Where's Jack Harpe?" "I dunno." "Yo're a liar. Where is he?" "I dunno! I dunno! I tell you! Yo're gug-gug-chokin' me!" "Yo're lying again. If I was choking you you couldn't talk. Yo're talkin', ain't you? Where's Jack Harpe?"
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