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This gave a new notion to the impulsive little woman. "I want you to kiss them both. Come here, Kennie. This is Mr. Yesler, and he is the best man you've ever seen. I want you to remember that he has been our best friend." "Yes, mama." "Oh, sho, ma'am!" protested the overwhelmed cattleman, kissing both the children, nevertheless. Pelton laughed. He felt a trifle hysterical himself.
"I'm all right, barring a little stiffness in my muscles. I'll feel good as the wheat when I've got outside of the twin steak to that one you have." Yesler touched a bell, whereupon a soft-footed Oriental appeared, turned almond eyes on his proprietor, took orders and padded silently back to his kingdom the kitchen. Almost immediately he reappeared with a bowl of oatmeal and a pitcher of cream.
I suppose Sam Yesler will back it up." "Of course. He's a white man. And I don't need to tell you that I'll be a whole lot obliged to you, Stevie." "That's all right. Sometimes I'm a white man, too, Waring," laughed Steve. Ridgway circled the table and put a hand on the younger man's shoulder affectionately.
Thousand-dollar bills were as common as ten-dollar notes in ordinary times. Sam Yesler, commenting on the situation to his friend Jack Roper, a fellow member of the legislature who had been a cattleman from the time he had given up driving a stage thirty years before, shook his head dejectedly over his blue points. "I tell you, Jack, a man has to be bed-rocked in honesty or he's gone. Think of it.
He suggested that if Yesler felt it would be safe for him to go, they might walk across to the hotel together. "And leave us alone." Laska could have bitten her tongue after the words were out. Virginia explained. "The Leighs are out of the city to-night, and it happens that even the servants are gone.
Yesler walked back to town and was within a couple of blocks of his hotel when he glimpsed two figures crouching against the fence of the alley. He stopped in his tracks, watched them intently an instant, and was startled by a whistle from the rear. He knew at once his retreat, too, was cut off, and without hesitation vaulted the fence in front of a big gray stone house he was passing.
Nor had this committee held even formal meetings before word reached Eaton through Yesler that if it would appoint a conference in some very private place, evidence would be submitted implicating agents of the Warner forces in attempts at bribery. It was close to eleven o'clock when Sam Yesler stepped quietly from a side door of his hotel and slipped into the street.
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