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I don't know three people in St. John's." "Guess I met one of the three, then." "Where? How? Who was it?" Bijonah Tanner coughed and shifted uneasily in his chair. "Wal," he said, "I was takin' a little turn along the water-front, just a leetle turn, as the wife will tell you, when I dropped into a er that is a rum-shop and heard three men at the table next to mine talking about you."
'Two threes of gin! he said, with a roll of the eye which gave his face a singularly humorous expression. 'That's sixpence. A tanner, Hood, was the last coin I possessed. It was to have purchased dinner, a beefsteak pudding, with cabbage and potatoes; but what o' that? When you and I meet, we drink to old times; there's no getting out of that. Hood laughed, for once in a really natural way.
I don't think he doubted for a moment that Fosgill would win, and I fancy he thought me pretty cheeky for aspiring so far as the final round. Fosgill was ahead with forty-one, ten and a half, Tanner had done three inches under that, and Burt and I were fighting along for third place, doing around thirty-eight, six. It was pretty close work, and even the officials were excited.
"I was having a very delightful dinner up at Mallaby House with Mrs. Tanner, Nellie's mother, you know" she looked unconcernedly out to sea "when I got a message, part wireless and part telegram, saying that Nat Burns had nabbed you in St. Pierre and was racing with you to St. Andrew's.
"Yes," I said; "but what did the doctor say?" "What about?" "Your leg." "He hasn't seen it yet." "Why, Tanner," I cried, "you haven't had it properly bandaged." "No; I felt so sick when I got on board, that I sneaked off here to lie down a bit. Besides, he had poor old Blacksmith to see to, and the other chaps." "But didn't he see the bandage when you went there?" "No; there was no bandage then.
Up he rose at the dawn of the next day, and, taking his stout pikestaff in his hand, he set forth upon his journey once more, as though he would make up for lost time. In the good town of Blyth there lived a stout tanner, celebrated far and near for feats of strength and many tough bouts at wrestling and the quarterstaff.
"You had to go, Buddie now what could you do in that awful place?" Mrs. Tanner was almost reduced to tears. She saw her offspring at the edge of perdition at once. But Bud ignored his mother and went on with his tale. "You jest oughta seen Jap Kemp's face when I told him what that guy said to you! Some face, b'lieve me! He saw right through the whole thing, too. I could see that!
"No, thank you," said Virginia; "I think that I can say what I have come to say better standing." "Well," said Mr. Lincoln, "that's not strange. I'm that way, too. The words seem to come out better. That reminds me of a story they tell about General Buck Tanner. Ever heard of Buck, Miss Carvel? No? Well, Buck was a character. He got his title in the Mormon war.
"And you believe it's a terrible responsibility to ask a man to ride to sure death you believe the man will do it freely willingly?" "I'll swear he will, your excellency." "Then I dare not refuse, though it's a fearful venture. I'll send for Tanner at once." "May I take the order to him?" interrupted Egon, quickly. The general turned in surprise and looked at him. "You, yourself, do you mean?
And then the tanner, making the disclosure by degrees, being truly sorry to part with the boy, intimated that he need come back no more. Birt unharnessed the mule by the sense of touch and the force of habit, for blinding tears intervened between his vision and the rusty old buckles and worn straps of leather.
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