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That's about as clear as the water in an alkali sink. What man?" "The one we saw on the train. Don't you know?" Tad thought a moment. "You mean the one we heard talking just before we got to Bluewater?" Butler had entirely forgotten the incident. "Yes; that's him! That's him," exploded Stacy. "You say that fellow Lasar, that's his name is he here!" "Uh-huh." "Where?"
He smote his thigh, "Well I'll be ding-swizzled and everlastingly flabbergasted. Lit out to get married an' never said a word to nobody. Pulls out o' town, dressed in her best suit o' clothes, like old man McGinty, an' heads north. Uh-huh! Bob McGraw's at the bottom o' this. He started south the day before, an' he ain't arrived in San Pasqual yet."
They'd expected to pay about twenty thousand for the collection; Rivers's offer has them stopped. And even if they could go over twenty-five, I think Rivers would raise them. He's afraid to let them get the collection; Pierre Jarrett and Karen Lawrence intended using their share of it to go into the old-arms business, in competition with him." "Uh-huh, that's smart," Dunmore approved.
Sudden shock had done the rest. He drove to the private hospital of a doctor of his acquaintance, a member of his club, and gained admission. The doctor himself was there, by good fortune, and saw Bonbright at once, and examined the wounds in his scalp. "Strikers get you?" he asked. "Automobile mix-up," said Bonbright, weakly. "Uh-huh!" said the doctor.
I tried out three prominent citizens before I found one who savvied English. "Sure!" says he. "Joe Bruzinski? He must be the mine boss by Judson's yet. First right hand turn you take and keep on the hill up." "Until what?" says I. "Why, Judson's operation the mine," says he. "Can't miss. Road ends at Judson's." Uh-huh. It did. High time, too.
The man nodded toward the license plates on Casey's car. "Uh-huh." Casey glanced that way. "Know a man name of Kenner?" He asked abruptly. The fellow looked at Casey sidelong, without turning his head. "Some. Do you?" "Some." Casey felt that he was making headway, though it was a good deal like playing checkers with the king row wide open and only two crowned heads to defend his men.
"Hain't interviewed Mattie Strong as ree-gards her feelin's, have ye?" "I wonder," said Pliny, with intense interest, "if Mattie's ever heard from him? But she's that close-mouthed." "'Tain't a common failin' hereabouts," said Scattergood. "How long since Mavin run off?" "Eight year come November." "The night before him and Mattie was goin' to be married." "Uh-huh!
"Break um? No, cut um." "You mean the ropes have been cut?" "Uh-huh," he grunted in gutteral tones. There was silence for a moment. "He isn't such a wooden Indian as he'd have us believe after all," grinned Ned. "Can't you trail them?" asked Stacy. The Shawnee shook his head. "Why not?" "No leave trail. Smart man." "Yes, there is no doubt of that," agreed the Professor.
He thought I was there to rob him. He called me Tom." "Yeah," said Sam Pretty Cow, blowing smoke. "He's damn lucky you ain't Tom. Uh-huh you bet." Lance lifted his eyebrows, was silent while he watched Shorty limping down from the house, this time with table scraps for the chickens. "Scotty was certainly crazy," Lance turned again to Sam.
"I understand your message to mean that you are willing to sell your railroad." "I calculate that message meant jest what it said." "I know what your railroad cost you almost to a penny." "Uh-huh!" said Scattergood, without interest. "I'll tell you why I want it. My idea is to extend it through to Humboldt twenty miles.
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