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Updated: May 27, 2025
Do you know you look just like a turtle in his shell with yore shirt half on half off thataway?" "Aw, go sit on yoreself!" At this juncture fat Bill Lainey wheezed round the corner of the corral. "What you been doin', Racey?" inquired the hotel-keeper. "Taking a bath?" "Naw, I ain't been taking a bath!" Racey denied ungraciously. "I do this for fun and my health twice a day once on Sundays."
The latter did not return the wink. He kept a sober gaze fastened on Racey Dawson. Racey was staring at Mr. Saltoun. His eyes began to narrow. "Meanin'?" he drawled. "Now don't go crawlin' round huntin' offense where none's meant," advised Mr. Saltoun. "But you know how it is yoreself, Racey.
The boy laughed again, but there was something very far from mirth in the sound of that chill laughter. "If you won't guess I'll have to tell you Ever hear of the Clantons, Ranse Roush? I'm one of 'em. Now you know what chance you got to talk yoreself out of this thing." "I I'm glad to meet up with you-all. I got to admit that the Roush clan is dirt mean. Tha's why I broke away from 'em.
"To you, my friendt, I make this garment for only sixty-five dollars." He added another secret detail. "Below wholesale cost." A little devil of mirth lit in Lindsay's eye. "I'd hate to have you rob yoreself like that. And me a perfect stranger to you too." "Qvality, y' understan' me. Which a man must got to live garments like I done to appreciate such a suit. All wool. Every thread of it.
"Hit's a bigger thing then thet an' ye've got ter know in full what ye dies for afore I kills ye ye hain't deluded me as fur es ye thinks ye have I knows ye betrayed me in Virginny; I knows ye shot at old Jim an' fathered ther infamies of ther riders; I knows ye sought ter fo'ce yoreself on Dorothy; but I didn't git thet knowledge from her. She kep' her bargain with ye."
"Hain't ye got qualities enough ter so much as say 'by yore leave' fer yoreself?" Cal Maggard met his accusation steadily as he answered: "Dorothy 'lowed she wanted ter tell ye fust-off her ownself. Thet's why I hain't spoke afore now." The wrath of surprise died as quickly as it had flared and the old man sat for a time with a far-away look on his face, then he rose and stood before them.
"I'd begun ter hope thet atter all a leader hed done riz up amongst us, but I sees when ye talks erbout peace ye means a peace fer other folks thet don't bind ner hamper yoreself. Thar hain't nuthin' but folly in seekin' ter build on a quicksand like thet." "I told ye fust-off thet we war a-wastin' time an' breath," broke out Opdyke, furiously.
Ye're flyin' in the face o' Proverdence, which planted this critter right here fer us ter leave where no one'd ever be the wiser, an' where he couldn't never do no more devilment. Ye idjit, leave me kill him, ef ye're too chicken-hearted yoreself! Or leave us throw him back in again!" Banion would not speak at first, though his eyes never left Woodhull's streaked, ghastly face.
"Take a cheer," was the old man's parting injunction to Henley. "Throw yoreself back, an' cross yore legs, an' let 'er know at the outset that you ain't beholden to 'er, an' that her rise in life don't make no odds to you. That's the way Dick would act if he was alive. He'd 'a' been cussin' these niggers about an' tellin' Het to git out o' that bed an' fix some'n to eat.
I got ter studyin' 'bout that cracklin' twig we heered in ther bresh an' hit worrited me ter think of yore goin' home by yoreself. I concluded ter tarry fer ye an' guide ye over a trace thet circles round thet gorge without techin' hit." "I'm right sensibly beholden ter ye," answered Maggard, the more embarrassed because he now knew this generous fellow to be a vanquished rival.
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