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"When I'm big enough," mused the boy with a quiet savagery, "maybe I'll meet up with Pete Reeve." Bull switched the talk to a more comfortable topic. "But how'd you make a start with that man-eating Diablo?" Tod studied, the question. "I got a way with hosses, you see," he began modestly.
Derek, who had stayed to the last, covering their escape with mangolds, had jumped down twenty feet when he saw them taking Sheila, and, pitching forward, hit his head against a grindstone. Then, just as they were marching Sheila and two of the laborers away, Tod had arrived and had fallen in alongside the policemen he and the dog. It was then she had seen that look on his face.
Then he stopped, faced Tod, took hold of the lapel of his coat, and said slowly, as he peered into his eyes: "He ain't dead, no more'n you and I be. I worked for him for two years. He run the mines on a percentage. I got here last week, and he sent me down to find out how the land lay. If the woman was dead I was to say nothing and come back.
At last Phil quieted down his dancing mob and put the question Jerry had been awaiting: "How did you do it?" "That's the funny part of it. I didn't. Tod's dad came along and did it for me." "I hope he beat up that old grouch " "Huh, you got another guess coming. They're old friends yes," as a cry of unbelief went up, "that's why Tod was in no hurry to be rescued. His name's Billings, and Mr.
The heavy gold braid on the sombrero, the gilded spurs, the brilliant silk shirt would have been out of place on another man, but they fit in with Hal Dunbar. They were adjuncts to the pride of his face. Bull's attention wavered to Tod. "Are are they going to rope Diablo?" Tod flashed a half-disgusted, half-despairing glance up at his companion. "What d'you think they're going to do?
There must have been a cordiality in his welcome into the Tod family, for to the day of his death he looked upon judge Tod and his wife, with all the reverence he could have felt if they had been parents instead of benefactors. I have often heard him speak of Mrs. Tod as the most admirable woman he had ever known. He remained with the Tod family only a few years, until old enough to learn a trade.
"What did they take out the cloister keys for?" demanded Gerald. "Who's to know?" said Tom. "I thought Tod was sure to be in it." "Don't I wish I had been!" responded that gentleman, turning up the whites of his eyes to give earnestness to the wish. Gerald looked round at Tod, a faint suspicion stealing over him that the denial was less genuine than it appeared. In point of fact, Mr.
"It is a great deal nicer to be out then," said Mol-lie, whose ideas of propriety were by no means rigid. "I like to see the shop windows lighted up. Where is my hat? Does anybody know?" rising from the carpet and abandoning Tod to his own resources. Nobody did know, of course. It was not natural that anybody should.
And having finished this oration, Stanley thrust his hands deep into his pockets, and jingled the money that was there. John said abruptly: "Felix, you'd better go down." Felix was sitting back, his eyes for once withdrawn from his brothers' faces. "Odd," he said, "really odd, that with a perfectly unique person like Tod for a brother, we only see him once in a blue moon."
Another six inches say! Look at Tod. If he isn't fishing right above the flume. Wonder if he's noticed." "Noticed? He's got a bite, that's what! Look at him bending to it. It's a big one, you bet. Golly, did you see that!" "I see more than that," exclaimed Jerry grimly, dropping his precious pole and starting across the slippery rocks on the run.
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