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"Well, she made a great fuss," replied Jewel. "She fell down in her stall, and everything like that." "Did she really?" "Yes. Zeke said his knees were shaking." "But she was all right by the time Dr. Busby arrived?" "Yes." Dr. Ballard looked at his small companion, a quizzical smile curving his mustache. "I've never thought of taking a partner, Jewel, but I might consider a mascot.
Her kindness restored him to his awkward self again, and he stammered, "I wish you were no, I don't I merely stopped, thinking you might have a message; but I'd rather not take any to Zeke Watkins will, though, if you wish. It cut me all up to have you think I was afraid," and then he became speechless. "But you acted as if you were afraid of me, and that seemed so ridiculous."
A telephone pole on the crest stretched out spectral arms and leaned away. And then darkness again. Joe decided he had better tell Zeke the object of their mission. It really didn't matter much, but then he wanted to talk. "Do you reckon Mr. Bushrod's in Fillmore, Zeke?" he began, trying to make it as conversational as possible. "I dunno. Mist' Joe. He might could." This offered no encouragement.
I allow, 'Zeke Swinney, I says, 'that you wa'n't born yestyd'y, but you ain't so old as you look, not by a dum sight! an' then how I did laugh! "Wa'al," said David, as he got down off the stool and stretched himself, yawning, "I guess I've yarned it enough fer one day. Don't fergit to send Mis' Cullom that notice, an' make it up an' up. I'm goin' to git the thing off my mind this trip."
Evringham evoked no reply from his housekeeper. He felt the weight of her disapproval. "But get the overshoes by all means, as soon as convenient," he made haste to add. "Ring for Zeke, if you please, Mrs. Forbes. I must be off." The housekeeper warned Jewel not to run out of doors that morning as she wished to accompany her to the shoe store.
Forbes remained in the barn, one hand still pressed to her ample bosom, a teakettle in the other. "What'd you calc'late to do, ma?" inquired her son, approaching her. "Wring out hot flannels. It's sense to treat colic the same, whether it's in a horse or a baby." Zeke laughed. "Essex Maid didn't think so, did she?" "Wouldn't let us do a thing. I saw the tears drip out of Mr.
Perhaps the faint stirrings of a cell of conscience. Who can say? "Don't know, Zeke. Perhaps." As though satisfied by this mutual exchange of confidence, Zeke lapsed again into silence, and for a time nothing was heard save the voice of the car and occasional sighing bursts of wind high up in the tree-tops.
The sudden and unaccountable disappearance of the man with a gun surprised the bear, and he had thrown himself forward and plunged into the chaparral several yards before he began to catch on to the fact that Zeke was not before him. As soon as Zeke struck bottom, he looked up to see if the bear was coming down too, and then he removed the bad cartridges and quickly inserted two more in his gun.
"Yas'm. Mist' Joe Hoopah." There was a cheery ring to Zenie's voice that had been wont to drag so dispiritedly. "He say hit come so unexpeckedly an' all you kin do is make the bes' of it." Her face was suddenly wreathed in an expansive smile. "Mist' Joe done hoorahin' us Zeke an' me. Zeke don' min'. Nossuh. He say de baby look lak him."
"I have a" she was intending to communicate to Mrs. Forbes the exciting detail of her wardrobe when the housekeeper interrupted her. "My son's name is Ezekiel," she said impressively. "Oh," returned Jewel abashed. "He told me Zeke."
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