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Don't fail at midnight." "An' thar ain't nuthin' fer me ter do till then?" "Not a thing; take a nap, if ye want'r. Sal kin wake ye up. I reckon I won't be back till after yer off." I sat down in a chair and leaned back against the wall, tilting my hat down over my eyes and pretending to fall asleep.
Now look yere," and he glared at me fiercely, a table knife gripped in one hand. "I'm sum wildcat whin I onct git riled, an' if yer play any dirt I'll sure take it out'r yer hide if I'm ten years a findin' yer. Yer don't want'r try playin' no tricks on Jack Rale." "Who's a playin' any tricks?" I protested, indignantly. "Whatever I says I'll do, an' thar won't be no talkin' 'bout it nether.
"Oh, I reckon she ain't fur away; we kin find her all right. I got ter know 'bout yer furst. Are yer game?" "I'm game 'nough, Jack," assuming a familiarity I thought he would appreciate. "Only I don't want'r jump inter this yere thing without knowin' nuthin' 'bout it. What is it yer got lined up fer me ter do?"
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