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"San Felipe is too small to hold both of us!" "Bueno," said The Kid calmly. "I wish yo' luck yo'll need it. But in the meantime vamose pronto!" Swearing angrily, the two men obeyed. It seemed the healthiest thing to do just then. They slunk out like whipped curs, but The Kid knew their breed. He would see them again.
Yo'll find it out when yo want 'em. And with a clearing face, as of one who takes up a burden again and adjusts it anew more easily, she walked back to the house. David went down the lane homewards, whistling hard. But once, as he climbed a stile and sat dangling his legs a moment on the top, he felt his eyes wet again. He dashed his hand impatiently across them.
The rugged old cow-man who now divided with Mrs. Mason the management of the farm was half amused, half scandalised, by what seemed to him the delicate uselessness of Miss Fountain. "I'm towd as doon i' Lunnon town, yo'll find scores o' this mak" he would say to his intimate the old shepherd "what th' Awmighty med em for, bets me.
'Ay, but noan so good as my Margaret, said the old man, looking at her wistfully. But yo'll wear yorsel down, Margaret; 'yo've had no rest for neets. Yo're allus toilin' and moilin', an I'm no worth it, Margaret. The tears gushed to the wife's eyes. It was only with the nearness of death that 'Lias seemed to have found out his debt to her.
'I'll none kiss t' candlestick, nor him either, said Sylvia, in a low voice of determination, turning away, full of confusion. 'Yo'll not get yo'r ribbon if yo' dunnot, cried one and all. 'I don't care for t' ribbon, said she, flashing up with a look at her tormentors, now her back was turned to Kinraid.
But aw'm seechin' nothin', man nor meawse, that donnot belung me. Aw tell yo true. Gie mo mo Mattie, and aw'll trouble yo no moor. Aw winnot if yo'll give mo back mo Mattie. Col. G. Yes. Th. Ov a pratty yung lass? Col. G. Well, no. I have but a son. Th. Then thae winnot help mo? Col. G. I shall be very glad to help you, if you will tell me how. Th.
Not only that, but they had learned to like him and depend on him. The Texan, however, declined to stay longer. Nor would he listen to any thanks. "Adios," he called, "and good luck! Wheahevah the weakah side needs a champion, theah yo'll find Kid Wolf. Somehow I always find lots to do. Heah's hopin' yo' won't evah need mah services again."
They were like two children defying each other; each determined to conquer. At last she unclosed her lips, and nodding her head as if in triumph, said, as she folded her arms once more in her check apron, 'Yo'll have to go home sometime. 'Not for a couple of hours yet, said he; 'and yo'll be frozen first; so yo'd better say if I can ever forget yo' again, without more ado.
"Yo'll fin' the smokin' cab up fo'wu'd, suh," said the latter, firmly barring the way. "It's generally forward," answered Thorpe. "This yeah's th' sleepah," protested the functionary. "You pays extry." "I am aware of it," replied Thorpe curtly. "Give me a lower." "Yessah!" acquiesced the darkey, giving way, but still in doubt.
I don't know who you are, but the fact that yuh were fightin' 'em is enough fer me. I know yo're all right." "Thanks, sheriff," said the Texan. "I'm leavin' Mr. Tip McCay heah to tell yo' ouah story, if yo'll excuse me fo' a while." "Where yuh goin', Kid?" demanded young McCay, astonished. "To Midway," drawled the Texan, swinging himself into Blizzard's saddle.
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