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"Are you Stutter Brown, of the 'Little Yankee'?" she asked doubtfully. "I-I reckon you've c-c-called the t-turn, Miss." She hesitated a moment, but there was something about this big, awkward fellow, with his sober eyes and good-natured face, which gave her confidence. "Do do you know a Mr. Ned Winston?" He shook his head, the locks of red hair showing conspicuously under the wide hat-brim.
If you d-did, n-now we've s-s-s-saved you from S-Snider you'd be in a f-friendly f-f-frame of mind, and we could t-turn the b-boat over to you, everything f-forgiven, and no k-k-k-questions asked." "It belongs to Captain Bannister, and I wish you'd tell me where he is," I answered. "D-D-Do you think you can s-s-square us with B-B-B-Baluster?" "Ye-es, I guess so."
The Injun's gun wasn't in s-sight anywheres." "Houck's a bad actor," Dud said. "Yes." Blister came back to the order of the day. "All right, boys. Shifts of three hours each, then. T-turn an' turn about. You two take this knoll here. If you see anything movin' that looks suspicious, blaze away. We'll c-come a-runnin'." Bob had drunk at supper two cups of strong coffee instead of his usual one.
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