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He shook his head. "Duty, y'u know." "Stay only a little longer. Just ten minutes more." His vanity purred, so softly she stroked it. "Can't. Wish I could. Y'u hear how noisy things are getting. I've got to take charge. So-long." She stood close, looking up at him with a face of seductive appeal. "Don't go yet. Please!" The triumph of victory mounted to his head.
But it wasn't to see you.... I don't deny I wanted ... but that's no matter. You didn't meet me that day on the Rim." "Meet y'u!" she echoed, coldly. "Shore y'u never expected me?" "Somehow I did," he replied, with those penetrating eyes on her. "I put somethin' in your tent that day. Did you find it?" "Yes," she replied, with the same casual coldness. "What did you do with it?"
"Thank y'u, Miss Messiter, I believe I will. I called to thank y'u for your kindness to my cousin as well as to inquire about you. The word goes that y'u pulled my dear cousin back when death was reaching mighty strong for him. Of course I feel grateful to y'u. How is he getting along now?" "He's doing very well, I think." "That's ce'tainly good hearing," was his ironical response.
"You're quite an authority on the sex considering your years." "Yes, ma'am." He looked aggrieved, thinking himself a man grown. "How did y'u say Mr. Bannister was?" "Wait, and I'll send Nora out to tell you," she flashed, and disappeared in the house. Conversation at the bunkhouse and the chucktent sometimes circled around the young women at the house, but its personality rarely grew pronounced.
"Y'u know what I mean," he retorted. Voice and action were subtly unhinging this man's control over himself. "Maybe I don't. I reckon y'u'd better talk plain." The rustler had clear gray-yellow eyes, flawless, like, crystal, and suddenly they danced with little fiery flecks. "The last time I laid my hand on y'u I got hit for my pains. An' shore that's been ranklin'."
We're four to two, and soon we'll be a dozen to two. I'd like a heap to oblige y'u, but I reckon I can't afford to just now. Y'u will have to wait a little for that bumping off that's coming to y'u." "In that event I'll trouble you not to inflict your society on me any more than is necessary." "That's all right, too. If y'u think I enjoy your conversation y'u have got another guess coming."
Blaisdell, Gordon, Fredericks, Blue they'll all be in it." "Who are they goin' to fight?" queried Ellen, sharply. "Wal, the open talk is thet the sheepmen are forcin' this war. But thar's talk not so open, an' I reckon not very healthy for any man to whisper hyarbouts." "Uncle John, y'u needn't be afraid to tell me anythin'," said Ellen. "I'd never give y'u away. Y'u've been a good friend to me."
This was enough for the present. "They're so plumb glad to see y'u they can't let y'u alone," laughed Bannister at the sound of a knock on the door that was about the fifth in as many minutes. This time it proved to be Nora, come to find out what her mistress would like for supper. Helen turned to the invalid. "What would you like, Mr. Bannister?"
The idea is utterly preposterous." The sheepman got to his feet unsteadily. "I'll do famously." "I won't have it. Why are you so foolish about going? He said you didn't need to go. You can't ride any more than a baby could chop down that pine in the yard." "I'm a heap stronger than y'u think." "Yes, you are!" she derided. "It's nothing but obstinacy. Make him stay," she appealed to the outlaw.
He gave the low laugh that always seemed to suggest a private source of amusement of his own. "I suspicioned that might be your name when I say y'u come a-sailin' down from heaven to gather me up like Enoch." "Why?" "Well, ma'am, I happened to drift in to Gimlet Butte two or three days ago, and while I was up at the depot looking for some freight a train sashaid in and side tracked a flat car.
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