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Updated: June 25, 2025
He would fix Weary for that, he told himself spitefully; mentally measured a perpendicular line from Weary's face to the roof, reached up and drew his finger firmly down along the canvas for a good ten inches and if you don't know why, try it yourself some time in a tent with the rain pouring down upon the land.
Weary's gloved hand dropped in despair from Old Dock's bent shoulder. "Damn a drunkard!" he said bitterly, and got into the saddle. "Rusty, I'll want to borrow that calico cayuse uh yours. Have him saddled up right away, will yuh? I'll be back in a little bit."
The herders watched them openly and with the manner of men who are expecting the worst to happen. Unlike the four whose camp had been laid low the night before, these two were unarmed, as they had been from the first; which, in Weary's opinion, was a bit of guile upon the part of Dunk.
And the schoolma'am But here Weary's thoughts would shy and stop abruptly, and if it were not too late he would put on his hat and go to a show; one of those ten-cent continuous-performance places, where the Swede and the Dutchman flourish and the Boneless Man ties himself in knots. A man will grow accustomed to anything, give him time enough.
"Weary's in town," he announced heavily, coming over and getting himself a plate and cup. The Happy Family were secretly a bit disappointed; this promised, after all, to be tame. "Did he bring the horses?" asked Chip, glancing up over the brim of his cup.
On the whole, the thing did not look particularly formidable, and Weary's lips twitched. "A tramp stopped here the other day, and I was frightened a little," she was explaining, pink-cheeked. "So aunt Meeker found this up in the loft and she thought it would do to to bluff with." Weary aimed carefully at a venturesome and highly inquisitive gopher and pulled, with some effort, the rusted trigger.
Then in a moment we heard: "Weary's on it, it will not come down for us, ma'am. It's the iligant locks we do be havin' in the house; they're mortial shtrong, ma'am!" "Strong, indeed!" exclaimed the incensed Benella, in a burst of New England wrath. "There's nothing strong about the place but the impidence of the people in it!
Happy Jack, grown desperate over his tie and purple over Weary's remarks, craned his neck over the shoulder of that gentleman and leered into the mirror. When Happy liked, he could contort his naturally plain features into a diabolical grin which sent prickly waves creeping along the spine of the beholder. Weary looked, stared, half rose from his chair. "Holy smithereens! Quit it, Happy!
Weary may be in town, and he may be having a little fun with Dry Lake, but he isn't drunk. When you try to run a whizzer like that, you can put me down as being from Missouri." "Same here," put in Pink, ominously soft as to voice. "Anybody that tries to make me believe Weary's performing that way has sure got his work cut out for him. If it was Happy, now "
They hated it as badly as did he; with Weary's urgent plea for no violence holding them in leash, they hated it more, if that were possible. The Native Son tilted his head unobtrusively stableward when he caught Andy's eye, and as unobtrusively wandered away from the group.
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