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Cattle'll be in worse condition, too, ribs stickin' out so'st you kin count 'em a mile off 'n' more. Way winter's startin' in, wouldn't s'prise me a mite if we had storms all through till spring opens up." Luck knew the old man was trying in his crude way to encourage him, but he made no reply, and Applehead relapsed into drowsy meditation over his pipe.
A guilty blush dyed Jane's virgin cheek. Martin, however, took no notice of her abstraction. In fact he could scarcely speak coherently. "It's all right, Jane," he cried. "I'm the happiest man on earth. Lucy loves me. Isn't it wonderful, unbelievable? We are goin' to be married right away, an' I'm to start buildin' the wall, so'st it will be done before the cold weather comes.
"Well, all right, if it don't cost too much and the time don't run too long," surrendered Casey reluctantly. "How much " "Fare's a little over twenty-five dollars, an' they'll be four full fares an' three half. I guess mebby I better have a hundred an' seventy-five anyway, so'st we kin eat on the way."
When I sells mer lan' fer a hundred dollahs, fust thing I'm a-goin' do is to build me a fiahplace an' git me er nice big settle to putt in front o' hit, so'st I kin set mer bread to raise befo' the fiah, like all bread orter be sot. How kin a pusson cook out yet not to say, cook?" "That will do, Lucy," said Mrs. Buford. "We are demoralized," said Mary Ellen hopelessly, "and I resent it.
"Loco, of course the Greaser's loco," broke in another speaker. "So's a mad dog loco. But about the best thing's to kill it, so'st it's safer to be roun'." Silence fell upon the crowd. The Texan continued. "We always did," he said. "Yes," said another voice. "That's right. We always did." "Curly'll never let him go," said one irrelevantly.
She rushed breathlessly into Val's room and caught her by the arm. "Now's your chancet, Val," she hissed in a loud whisper. "Man jest now rode into town; he's over in Pop's place I seen him go in. He's good for the day, sure. I'll have Hank hitch right up, an' you can go down to the stable and start from there, so'st he won't see you.
"I remember the chaos my father's tool-house always was in; it never was in order and we all liked it the better because it wasn't." Celestina sighed and turned away. "Ain't it just the irony of fate," murmured she to Bob, "that after slickin' up every room in the house so'st it would be presentable, Willie should tow them folks from New York out into the woodshed?
Seems to me like, ef I c'd jess know er sengle nigger, so'st we c'd meet onct in er while, an' so'st we c'd jess kneel down togetheh an' pray comfer'ble like, same's ef 'twus back in ole Vehginny why, Miss Ma'y Ellen, I'd be the happiest ole 'ooman ever you did see. Mighty bad sort o' feelin', when a pusson ain't right shore 'bout they soul.
If you're going to San Diego this afternoon, or to-night, you'll go alone." "You don't take any stock in this letter at all, huh?" "No." "Who do you think wrote it if it wasn't my lost dad?" "I don't know who wrote it," "Well," grumbled Hiram, "I won't start for San Diego afore to-morrow. I want you to be along, and I'm waitin' over so'st to have you. S'pose we go and eat? Registered yet?"
"Dreams are cheap things," rambled on the little inventor. "Sometimes I figger the Lord gave 'em to those who didn't have much else, so'st to make 'em think they are kings. If you can dream there ain't a thing in all the world ain't yours."
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