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Updated: July 8, 2025
"Yo'll have company home, honey," he told his daughter, "and yo'll be able to give the boys a hand if they need it. These hill cattle are still some wild, though we've been working them a week. Yo're a heap better cowboy than some that works more steady at the business." Briscoe nodded. "You bet! I ain't forgot that day Arlie rode Big Timber with me two years ago.
"I done said so forty times," Thompson declared, peevishly. "How many times have I gotta repeat it?" "As many times as yo're asked," put in the sheriff, sharply. "Didja see anybody get hurt have a accident or something while you were here, Thompson?" Racey bored on. Thompson shook an impatient head. "Nobody got hurt or had a accident."
"Anyhow, mebby they can come at us that way when they find out what we've gone an' done." "Yo're right," Hopalong replied, looking around. Seeing an iron bar he procured it and, pushing it through the knot hole in the partition, pulled.
I've seen fellers hit harder than you are pull through." Hopalong walked over to the prostrate man and shook hands with him. "I'm awful glad I met you, Holden. Yo're pure grit all the way through, an' I like to tie to that kind of a man. Don't you worry about nothing; Red can handle this proposition, an' we'll have you in Buckskin by to-morrow night; you'll be riding again in two weeks. So long."
'Ah! broke in Mulvaney, 'ye'd no chanst against the maraudin' psalm- singer. They'll take the airs an' the graces instid av the man nine times out av ten, an' they only find the blunder later the wimmen. 'That's just where yo're wrong, said Learoyd, reddening under the freckled tan of his cheeks. 'I was th' first wi' 'Liza, an' yo'd think that were enough.
In a case like this the coroner's gotta be notified." "I expect," assented Racey. "I expect. But if yo're really goin' for the coroner, Thompson, what made you tell us when you first met us you were going for the sheriff?" "Why," said Thompson without a quiver, "I'm a-goin' for him, too. I must 'a' forgot to say so at first." "Yeah, I guess you did."
The laborers had been driven through the gate-way into their hay-field, and Fred had checked his horse, when Hiram Ford, observing himself at a safe challenging distance, turned back and shouted a defiance which he did not know to be Homeric. "Yo're a coward, yo are. Yo git off your horse, young measter, and I'll have a round wi' ye, I wull. Yo daredn't come on wi'out your hoss an' whip.
"Surely yuh'll go!" he pleaded. "Yuh yuh've got to! My father's in the coach!" Garvey spoke up, smiling behind his mustache. "What could we do against sixty Apaches?" he demanded. "Besides, the men in the stage are dead ones by this time. We couldn't do any good." Robbins' face went white. With clenched fists, he advanced toward Garvey. "Yo're cowards, that's all!" he cried. "Cowards!
Alla same unless you feel like telling me exactly what all yore hurry was for, we'll have to hold you for a while. Yo're shore it didn't have nothing to do with yore saying the stranger run out the door and Thompson saying he jumped through the window?" "Why, shore I am," grunted McFluke. "Glad to hear that. But how is it you and Thompson seen the same thing different ways?
"Weel, yo're neaw so fur fro' t' mark this time," replied Bess, adding eggs, sugar, and spice to the now boiling wine, and stirring up the compound. "I wonder where your brother, the reeve of the forest, can be, Master Potts!" observed Nicholas. "I did not see either him or his horse at the stables."
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