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A black-browed officer, with angry eyes, came to the rail, and answered in the same language. 'You have British and French prisoners aboard, said Strang sharply. 'You will be good enough to put them all into a boat and send them across. 'And if I refuse? retorted the other. 'I shall shell you until you think better of it, was the calm reply. The other bit his lips.
Nathaniel drew his pistol. He would not shoot, but Strang might be made to tell the truth with death leveling itself at his heart. He groped behind him, found the door, and slammed it shut. There would be no retreat for the king!
A roar like that of a beast came from behind him and before he could turn again Strang was upon him. In that moment he felt that all was lost. Under the weight of the Mormon king he was crushed to the floor; his pistol slipped from his grasp; two great hands choked a despairing cry from his throat.
Jenny was partly reconciled also, for the happy parents treated her with special attention, and she began to feel that perhaps David's marriage might turn out better than she had looked for. Two years after this event Deacon Strang became reconciled to his daughter, and as a proof of it gave her a large mansion situated in the rapidly-growing "West End."
As they emerged from the dining-room the next morning they were greeted by a short but sturdily built man whose deeply-set blue eyes lighted up as he slapped Douglass familiarly on the shoulder. It was Dave Strang, foreman of the Lazy K outfit on Cibolla Creek. "Why, yuh old son of a gun, wheah d'yuah drap from?" asked Red, with a portentous wink.
If you let the opportunity slip by you, I shall feel sairly troubled about it. "Then he was gone before I could say, 'What is it? and I wondered and wondered all day what he could hae meant. But just before I was ready to say, 'Mr. MacFarlane, lock the safe, in walks Deacon Strang.
"If it be money, the deacon has mair than is good for him to hae; if it be marriage, it will be Isabel Strang, and that the deacon wont like. But it is his ain wife Davie is choosing, and I am for letting the lad hae the lass he likes best." Jenny had come to these conclusions in ten minutes, but she waited patiently for an hour before she interrupted her master.
The last words boomed from him in a slogan of triumph and as if in echoing mockery there came from the open door the chuckling, mirthless laugh of Obadiah Price. "Yea yea even into the land of the Lamanites are you king!" At the sound of his voice Strang turned toward him and the sonorous triumph that rumbled in his throat faded to a low greeting.
For instance, how possibly, out of my present life's experience, could I know anything about kimchi? Yet I know kimchi. It is a sort of sauerkraut. When it is spoiled it stinks to heaven. I tell you, when I was Adam Strang, I ate kimchi thousands of times. I know good kimchi, bad kimchi, rotten kimchi. I know the best kimchi is made by the women of Wosan. Now how do I know that?
He saw the pistol in Nathaniel's hand and gave a sudden breathless cry. "Nat Nat " He caught Captain Plum's free hand in his. "Tell me this, Obadiah Price," whispered the master of the Typhoon, "who is she?" The councilor stood on tiptoe to answer. "They are the six wives of Strang, Nat!" "But the other?" demanded Nathaniel. "The other " "O, to be sure, to be sure," chuckled Obadiah.
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