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Blinky fell into a chair, overcome with some unusual kind of emotion. He stared comically at Pan. "Say, ole pard, you used to be shy of skirts!" he expostulated. "Reckon I am yet, for all the evidence," retorted Pan, half amused and half angry at the unexpected move of the girl. Charley Brown joined in the mirth at Pan's expense. "Guess the drinks are on me," he said. "And they'll be the last."
Here, finally, was the quintessence of self-expression yet it was probable that for the most part their love expressed Gloria rather than Anthony. He felt often like a scarcely tolerated guest at a party she was giving. Telling Mrs. Gilbert had been an embarrassed matter. She sat stuffed into a small chair and listened with an intense and very blinky sort of concentration.
He gave himself some tasks, all the while trying to realize the truth. Fortune had smiled upon him and Blinky. Rich in one drive at one fell swoop! It was unbelievable.
Gee, it lay there gray an' green with hosses as thick as greasewood bushes on the desert. Thet valley hasn't been drove yet. It's purty rough gettin' up to where you can see. An' there's lots of hosses closer to town. Thet accounts." "Blinky, is this talk of yours a leaf out of Lying Juan's book?" asked Pan incredulously. "It's too good to be true."
Blinky, observing Pan's act, repeated it with the other horse. "Pard, I ain't figgerin' they'll fight, even from cover," said Blinky. "By gosh, this hoss must have been Purcell's. Shore. Stirrups too long for Hardman. An' the saddle bag is full of shells." "Slip along the fence and see where they went," replied Pan. "Aw, I can lick the whole outfit now," declared Blinky, recklessly.
I know him. Hard nut, but I think he's square." "Reckon Hurd will lose his job," said Pan reflectively. "If he does, let's take him with us on the wild horse deal." "Suits me. An' he'll shore love thet job. Hurd hasn't any use for Matthews." "Blinky, do you know another man we can hire or get to throw in with us? We've got five now counting my dad, and we'll need at least six." "Why so many?
He could hardly wait till noon to saddle the sorrel, to ride over to his mother's. "Aw, cowboy, hug thet gurl fer me!" sang Blinky, with ecstatic upward gaze. "Shore she's put the devil in you. An' this heah outfit is steppin' high!" On the way out to the farm, halfway beyond the outskirts of town, Pan met his father rushing up the road. At sight of Pan he almost collapsed.
She told me so. There's something great about that little girl. I felt it, Blink. I liked her. I told her she didn't belong there. I believe she could be made a good woman. Why don't you try it? I'll help you. She likes you. She told me that, too." "But Louise won't ever see me unless she's drunk," protested Blinky sorrowfully. "That's proof.
After a long interval fraught with anxiety and suspense, during which the horsemen approached steadily, growing more distinct, Blinky suddenly burst out: "Fellars, shore as you're born it's Wiggate." "The horse dealer from St. Louis!" ejaculated Pan in tremendous relief. "Blink, I believe you're right. I never saw one of those men before, or the horses either."
And call him anything you like, but never say you doubt his word. Both these things Mr. Smythers did; and, though he bought the pony at a high price, yet the insult sank deep into the heart of Blinky Bill. As the capitalist departed leading the pony, Blinky Bill muttered to himself, "Ha! ha! Little does he know that he is leading Sausage II., the greatest 13.2 pony of the century.
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