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The violent start of this violent outlaw was a rippling jerk of passion. "What'n hell!" he ejaculated. "Bill, you're easy." "Who're you?" he uttered hoarsely. I watched Snecker with hawk-like keenness. "United States deputy marshal. Bill, you're under arrest!" He roared a mad curse as his hand clapped down to his gun. Then I fired through my sombrero. Snecker's big horse plunged.
"What'n hell yuh doin' here without GRUB? Is Patsy comin' with the wagon?" "No. I sent Patsy on in to town after " "Town? And us out here " Big Medicine choked over his wrongs. Irish waited until he could get in a word and then started to explain.
I never seed saw 'im so scared, though, in my life; but la me! it was fun to me, an' I had more lies on my tongue 'n a dog has fleas. "'Did you have a barrel on that wagon a minute ago? one of the two men asked. "'What'n the hell are you talkin' about? asked Toot.
When the fat man saw the blue troopers he backed hastily away from the sill and the Messenger dismounted and followed him into the house, heavy revolver swinging in her gloved hand. "What'n hell y'goin' to do to me?" he began to whimper; "I ain't done nothin'"; but an excess of fright strangled him, and he continued to back away from her until he landed flat against the opposite wall.
"You're the organization, aren't you?" queried Langdon. "Why, yes. Are you just gettin' wise?" cried Sanders. "Haven't I got fellers, voters, VOTERS, VOTERS, d n it, hangin' on to me that needs to be taken care of! An' so I make the fellers that work help those that don't. Why, Langdon, what'n h l are you kickin' an' questioning' about? Didn't you get my twelve votes in the Legislature?
"Where'n the nation has he got to, now?" exclaimed the bewildered Captain. We were all doubled up laughing, but we managed to gasp out: "He's gone overboard again!" "What's he done that for?" "He he fell over!" "Fell over? What'n the dickens did he do that for? Where is he, anyhow?" At this moment the sandy head, and astonished face came up, once more, in our wake.
He looked dishevelled and was evidently labouring under badly suppressed excitement. "Where's Rita?" he growled. I put my buckets aside and took my pipe from between my teeth. "Half-way home by this time, I hope," I said. "She is, eh!" he cut in sarcastically. "Guess so! Look here, Bremner, what'n the hell's your game with Rita, anyway?" I went straight up to him. I did not want to quarrel.
"Sure," said Dan, smiling upon her again, "they all wear their guns so awful high." Out of the dead silence broke the roar of the sandy-haired man: "What'n hell d'you mean by that?" Dan leaned forward on one elbow, his right hand free and resting on the edge of the table, but still his smile was almost a caress. "Why," he said, "maybe you c'n explain it to me.
Roll Jordan, roll Jordan, roll Jordan, roll, Roll Jordan, roll!" They both paused to listen as the refrain was again and again repeated. "There's nigger for you," broke out Jim, "what'n thunder'd they mean by such gibberish as that?" The Captain laughed. "Come, Given, don't quarrel with what's above your comprehension.
"I am the same," replied the man with the rifle. "Anything I kin do for you?" "Yes; have you seen a piebald cayuse straying around loose-like, or anybody leading one CG being the brand?" "I did; it was straying." "An' which way did it go?" "Into the town pound." "What! Pond! What'n blazes is it doing with a pond? Couldn't it drink without getting in? Where's the pond?" "Right here.
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