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Near, were the buttons he had fished out of his pocket, and he was laboring with clumsy fingers and rising temper at an obdurate bunch of thread. "I've been round looking over the field," said Kent, as he came up. A contemptuous snort answered him. "You ought to've been along. I saw a great many interesting things." "O, yes, I s'pose. Awful interesting. Lot o' dead men laying around in the mud.
"I just thought maybe I ought to've said more to you some time or other about well, about the way things ARE, down at Lamb and Company's, for instance." "Now, papa!" She leaned forward in the chair she had taken, and pretended to slap his hand crossly. "Isn't that exactly what I said you couldn't think one single think about till you get ALL well?"
"May be the Judge is right," replied Cullen, as he rubbed the shavings of plug tobacco in the palm of his left hand with the ball of his right, while he held his short black pipe between his teeth, preparatory to filling it, "may be the Judge is right, I rather think he is, and let me tell you I've met with some queer adventures, as you call them, in these woods too; some that I wouldn't have gone out arter if I'd known what they were to've been afore I started.
That ring any bells with you?" Orne shook his head. "No. What's the code name here?" "The Head," said Stetson. "But what good does that do us? They're sure to've changed those by now." "They didn't change their communications code," said Orne. "No ... they didn't." "We must have something on them, some leads," said Orne. He felt that Stetson was holding back something vital. "Sure," said Stetson.
"Trample is what she has done on me to-night, and without notice. We was startin' to come here; Taylor and Mrs. were ahead in the buggy, and I was holdin' her horse, and helpin' her up in the saddle, like I done for days and days. Who was there to see us? And I figured she'd not mind, and she calls me an exception! Yu'd ought to've just heard her about Western men respectin' women.
"You'd a' bin a nice man to've shot at us when we wuz comin' to help your comrades," said Si, walking up coolly toward him, and getting near enough to prevent his leveling his gun, while he held his own ready for a quick blow with the barrel. "We needn't've come back here at all, except that we felt it right to take care o' the men that got hurt."
"As to what I said about my bridge plans yes. If you had left out about If you hadn't rubbed it in so hard about me and You know what I mean. It made me red-hot. I couldn't help cutting loose. But, just the same, I oughtn't to've said that about the plans, because well, because, you see, I don't believe it." "You don't? Then why ?" "I did believe it before.
But there was one man who took no note of these things, and seemed indifferent to everything around him. The coxswain of the lifeboat was spiritually absent from the scene. "You seem to've got the fidgets, Bob," remarked Joe Slag, looking earnestly at his friend. "That swim has been too much for 'ee." "'Taint that, Joe," replied Bob, quickly. "What's the time now, lad?"
I'd 'a' been proud enough to've had him go through the reg'lar co'se o' study, an' be awarded this diplomy, but to 've seen 'im thess walk in an' demand it, the way he done, an' to prove his right in a fair fight why, it tickles me so thet I thess seem to git a spell o' the giggles ev'y time I think about it. Sir? How did he do it?
No shootin' at the State o' Georgy generally and trustin' to luck to hit a rebel. Every shell seems to've landed just where it was needed, and then 'tended to its business and busted. You don't see no signs of any strikin' a quarter of a mile away, nor a whole one layin' around anywhere. That's good gunnin', and I'm glad our old six-hoss thrashin'-machine done the biggest share of it.
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