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He vanished into the darkness of the ledge, returning presently with Nigger, led him down the slope, called a low "So-long" to the two watchers on the ledge, and rode away into the haze of the plains. Trevison rode fast, filled with a grim elation. He pitied the Judge.
Sundown complied, and Corliss thought that the other had overcome his scruples. Corliss hastily drew a small canvas sack from the safe and stuffed it into his pocket. Sundown backed toward the door. Corliss got to his feet. "Well, so-long, Sun. Guess I'll light out." "Not with that," said Sundown.
Give her that message, with Jack Rogers's compliments, and tell her that I'm on the road making inquiries, and may get so far as Truro. By the way" he turned to Jim the guard "you haven't met anything that looked suspicious, eh?" "Nothing on the road at all," answered Jim. "Well, so-long! Mustn't delay his Majesty's mails or waste time of my own.
"He's workin' for me an I ain't settin' him a bad example. The next time, if you're in the humor, I'll be glad to drink all you can buy." He waved a hand behind him, with the other he was pushing Dade before him toward the door. "So-long," he said, as he and Dade went out. Taggart laughed as he turned to his companions, who had said nothing during the conversation.
"It's plumb insulting to a self-respecting cow-pony to make a pack-horse out uh him. I wouldn't be none surprised if yuh heard his views on the subjects before yuh git there." "It's an honor to pack heirlooms," retorted Weary. "So-long, boys."
He measured out a second portion for his companion, and the latter drank the raw spirit off as though it had been ale, replaced the glass on the table, and having adjusted his belt and lantern in that characteristic way which belongs exclusively to members of the Metropolitan Police Force, turned and departed. "Good night, Sin," he said, opening the door. "So-long," murmured the Chinaman.
Hollister knew that for a second neither was conscious of him. Their eyes met in a lingering fixity, each with a question that did not find utterance. "I'm going out," Mills said at last. A curious huskiness seemed to thicken his tongue. "This time for good, I hope. So-long." "Good-by, Charlie," Myra said. She put out her hand.
That is, don't fall in love with New York so hard that you forget there is such a place as South Harniss." Albert smiled. "I've been in places farther away than New York," he said, "and I never forgot South Harniss." "Um-hm. . . . Well, I shouldn't be surprised if that was so. But you'll have better company in New York than you did in some of those places. Give my regards to Fosdick. So-long, Al."
Briscoe, having finished cinching, swung to his saddle and rode up to say good-by to Arlie. "Hope you'll have no trouble with this bunch. If you push right along you'd ought to get home by night," he told her. Arlie agreed carelessly. "I don't expect any trouble with them. So-long, Jed."
"Whenever you fiddle you just give me the jim-jams, with the creeps going up and down my back; and what's worse, I always have to blow my nose when you get through." "What a good chap you are, Hock! You make me believe in myself. Perhaps I really will amount to something some day," replied Archie, warmly. "Betcherlife!" said the sturdy one. "Well, so-long!
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