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"And you know what that means," added the cowman, impressively. "I should tell you something else, too. It's my belief that if the money is give to Tozer, and the Sioux is ordered to surrender the younker, he hates him that bad that he'll try to bring about his death and run the chances of hanging for it.
According to rumor he had gone against some law in South Carolina and had fled to the frontier. Despite his many years he was sturdy and strong, but his failing eyesight made him dependent upon knife and ax. Much travel in wet weather had crippled him with rheumatism, and he remained close to whatever settlement he happened to visit. "Fill the breast o' yer shirt with hunks o' corn cake, younker.
Here then is the will, that settles the affair to your liking. The girl and the younker are co-heirs together; but the latter dying intestate, you understand, the whole falls into the lap of the former. Are you easy now, honest Jack? Will this satisfy you all is safe?"
Hank, therefore, explained his reason for leaving him, and told him all that had occurred. "The first thing to do, younker, is to find Motoza; that's what I'm going to do. You can't stand it to be alone with yourself, so you can come with me, though I hain't no idee that you'll be able to give any help."
"Oh! so that's the way the thing runs, is it, kid?" sneered the man; and then changing his manner again he went on to demand harshly: "What if we don't mean to clear out? Supposin' we takes a notion this here is comfy enough fur two ducks that'd like to stay to breakfast, and share yer stock o' grub? What'd ye do 'bout that, younker?"
But Eli only grinned, knowing that his time had almost come. "Now git a hustle on and clar up the muss, younker!" said Stackpole, as he lighted his pipe. Eli coolly snatched up the little Marlin repeater. He heard the angry cries of the men as they reached for their own guns. Then Eli laughed. "The joke is on you, Stackpole. Couldn't shoot them guns in a week, for I doctored 'em all right.
"Here, steward," said the skipper, "place half a bottle of claret near Mr Rattlin. When your throat is dry, younker, you can whet your whistle; and when you come to any particular fine paragraph, you may wash it down with a glass of wine."
To-morrow would be Friday, the day of the weekly sacrifice; they could make the trial then. It was hard upon noon of the following day when the two women drew near to the temple of the Shining One. Nanna, clad in doublet and small-clothes, swung jauntily along, one hand on dagger-hilt and careless challenge in her snapping, black eyes, the picture of a swaggering younker.
Younker, just at a moment when talking would have been such a relief to her overcharged spirit; and merely muttering, in an under tone, "I do jest believe the ripscallious varmint is in arnest, sure enough!" she held her speech for the extraordinary space of half an hour.
He was forced to go quite a distance before finding one, but he did, at last, and turned his horse into it. "I don't know whether that ar Irishman can find the way back to whar we left the younker, but I suppose he'll try, so I'll aim at the same p'int."
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