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But mebbe-so we can show 'em fer a day er so how Old Missoury gits acrost a country. Uh-huh?" Again Banion considered, pondering many things of which none of these knew anything at all. At length he drew aside with the men of the main train. "Park our wagons here, Bill," he said. "See that they are well parked, too. Get out your guards. I'll go up and see what we can do. We'll all cross here.
"This trip I paid cash, though," says I. "It's all right, is it?" "In every particular," says he. "Why, you look almost grown up. May I ask the occasion? Can it be that Miss Verona is on the point of returning from somewhere or other?" "Uh-huh," says I. "Bermuda. Got in yesterday." "And Aunty, I trust," goes on Mr. Robert, "is as well as usual?"
"I could go for another hour or so," said Astro, "before it gets too hot." "And wait for the heat to reach the top of the thermometer? Uh-huh, not me," said Roger. "I'll take as much sleep as I can get now while it's still a little cool." "Roger's right," said Tom. "We'd better take it easy now. We won't be able to get much sleep after noon." "What do we do from noon until evening?" asked Astro.
'What a beautiful voice Mr Sherriff has! Dudley Pickering made no reply. He thought Roscoe Sherriff had a beastly voice. He resented Roscoe Sherriff's voice. He objected to Roscoe Sherriff's polluting this fair night with his cacophony. 'Don't you think so, Mr Pickering? 'Uh-huh. 'That doesn't sound very enthusiastic. Mr Pickering, I want you to tell me something.
She's got troubles enough, right in her joints. Rheumatism. Uh-huh. Most of the time she has to get around in a wheel chair. Ain't that fierce? And she was mighty nervy about sendin' Stubby off. Wouldn't let him say a word about exemption. No, sir! 'Never mind me, Edgar, says she. 'You kill a lot of Huns. I'll get along somehow. That's talkin', ain't it?
"Still a widower?" "Uh-huh." "Say, Babbitt, while she's away I know you don't care much for booze-fights, but the Missus and I'd be awfully glad if you could come in some night. Think you could stand a good cocktail for once?" "Stand it? Young fella, I bet old Uncle George can mix the best cocktail in these United States!" "Hurray! That's the way to talk!
It was already movin'. He' slammed the door shut and it went up the street like greased lightnin'." "Was it a closed car?" "Uh-huh." "Can you describe it?" "Why, I dunno " "Was it black, brown, white?" "Kinda roan-colored, looked like." "Get the number?" "No, I I plumb forgot to look." Clay realized that Johnnie's powers of observation were not to be trusted.
But, my, I hope she will!" "She will," said Frank. "She will. And my dear Aunt oh, you will love her." "Miss Aluth Aluth ?" She stopped, questioningly, still bothered by the name. "Miss Alathea," he prompted. "She'll like you and you'll love her." The girl smiled happily. "Uh-huh." Her acquiescence was immediate. "Reckon maybe I'll love her, all right, and I hope the other will come true, too."
He turned to Sam Pretty Cow whose hand was stretched toward the smoky lamp. "You forget that word, Sam. It doesn't mean anything at all to a Piegan. And Sam, if I'm not around to-morrow morning, you ride over to the Douglas ranch, and take back the horse I borrowed. Belle may want to send you to town. She's there." Sam Pretty Cow's eyes widened appreciably. "Uh-huh all right.
As I was tellin' Vincent: "You can't run big business on grape juice." That is, not our end of it. Oh, it's all right to keep the men in the plants down to one and a half per cent stuff. Good for 'em. We got the statistics to prove it. But when it comes to workin' up friendly relations with federal agents you gotta uncork something with a kick to it. Uh-huh.
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