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"That's the mill yonder, I think. We want to swing west a little now. Suppose they are at the house by now?" "Most likely. They had a good start. Shall we get your dad?" "Uhuh. And several others with guns. Better have old Bignold." Mr. Bignold was the only night policeman in Watertown. "There's the city limits, that switch-tower on the Belt Line. Hadn't we better come down a bit.
Forbes rattled away. "Why, man, there's a cut on the side of your head!" "Uhuh. Got any witch-hazel?" The detective sat down, stretched out his legs, and pulled the dachel's ears. Forbes ran into the bathroom to fetch the witch-hazel. Haggerty poured a little into his palm and dabbled the wound with it.
Say, Brand, you ain't got rid of so much English talk at once since I been here. You ought to talk more. You keep too quiet. Talking sociable will help to take the wrinkles out of your neck." "You talk so much you'll never live to get any." "Say, Brand." "Uhuh." "Will you lend me the Chola spurs and that swell quirt old Miguel plaited for you, and your Mexican bridle, just for to-morrow?"
"Where did you get 'em?" queried Collie, adjusting the length of a pair of stirrup-leathers. "These?" And Overland spread his coat-tails and ruffled. "Why, out of the old Mojave. Dug 'em up with a little pick and shovel." "You said in your letter you found the claim." "Uhuh. Almost fell over it before I did, though. We never found the other things, by the track. New ties. No mark.
This here leetle wad o' cotton was under me steam-chest. No other passengers hurt, except the engineer." Corliss laughed. "You're a railroad man, I take it. Belong in this country?" Sundown rose from his knees and backed away from the stove. "Nope. Don't belong anywhere, I guess. My address when I'm to home is Sundown Slim, Outdoors, Anywhere, speakin' general." "Come in afoot?" "Uhuh.
The old man's gravity gave way to his enjoyment of the recollection, and he threw back his head to laugh. "He sho' did, honey! Uhuh! Ho, ho, ho! He sho' did, honey, he sho' did!" Nevertheless, as he lifted the tray again and crossed the room to go, his solemnity returned.
"Well, I expect the sheriff will be here tomorrow. He'll want to talk to you. Answer him straight. Don't try to help me in any way. Just tell him what you know not what you think." "I sure will, boss. Wish Chance could talk. He could tell." Corliss smiled faintly. "Yes, I suppose he could. You followed him to Fernando's camp?" "Uhuh." "All right.
"We can pretend that no one ever has lived here since the days when everybody lived in caves," said Ethel Blue, who was always pretending something unusual. "We must be the first people to discover it." "I dare say we are," replied Dorothy. "Uhuh," murmured Ethel Brown, a sound which meant a negative reply. "Here's an old tin can, so we aren't the very first."
"Something's goin' to happen," stated Brand Williams. "How's that?" queried Bud Light. "See them two bosses the Yuma colt and Boyar ?" "Uhuh." "Well, Boyar's been standin' there since daylight, saddled. Nobody rides him but Miss Louise." "It's mighty early, but I don't see nothin' strange about the rest of it." "Wait a minute, Bud.
I have seen Tenlow, the sheriff. He is willing to let you go at my request. What do you intend doing, now that you are free?" "I don' know. Find Red, I guess." Walter Stone nodded. "What then?" "Oh, stick it out with Red. They'll be after him sure now. Red's my pal." "What has he done to get the police after him?" "Nothin'. It's the bunch." "The bunch?" "Uhuh. Them guys out on the Mojave.
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