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"Good Lord!" ejaculated Kenset, but she went on. "I won't shake hands with you, for whilst I ain't done no killin' yet, I'm sworn an' Jim Last's hands was red they would be to such as you an' down to th' last drop o' blood, th' last beat o' my heart, I'm Jim Last's girl th' best gun man in Lost Valley, if I do say so." And she swung quickly to the door. Kenset followed her.
"How do you do it?" she gasped. "Well, I started when them babies was tiny and the washin' was small; an' they both growed so gradual I didn't notice much. An' ma don't make me hurry none." "How many children are there?" "Nine. Last's just come. Pa says he didn't look on him as no blessin', but ma says the Lord must provide an' if it's babies, then it's babies."
"Don't you know yet, Tharon," he said quietly, "when I'm a-jokin' with you? I'd stand by Last's an' you to my last breath. Don't you know that?" For a long moment Tharon regarded him gravely. "Yes, I do," she said, "but somehow I don't like to have you talk that-a-way, Billy. Don't do it no more." "All right," promised the rider, "if you say so, Boss. Only don't talk about firin' me, then.
"Sendin' me to look up them two Keswicks, who was both put down as cordwainers in year before last's directory, and askin' 'em if there was any Juniuses in their families." "Junius Keswick, did you say? Is that the name of the gentleman Mr Candy was looking for?" "Yes," said the boy. Presently the cashier remarked: "I am going to look at the books."
Then, presently, new lines came in her young face, unstable lines that quivered and worked, and all the good green earth danced grotesquely before her vision, for a wall of tears shut out the world. ... She laid her head down on El Rey's cloudy mane and wept. It was early dawn at Last's Holding. The sun was not yet up behind the eastern ramparts.
Odd little happenings of her childhood came back to her the time she had caught her father killing the winter's beef, had wept in hysterical pity and forbidden him to finish. They had had no meat those long months following and she had so tired of beans, that she had never been able to eat them since. She smiled in the dusk as she recalled Jim Last's life-long indulgence of her.
But he wants more he wants me. He's offered me th' last insult, an' as Jim Last's daughter I'm a-goin' to even up my score with him, an' it's got three counts. You've all got scores against him." Here there were murmurs through the silent group. "Th' next outrage from Courtrey, on any one of us, gets all of us together.
She thought how bright the spotted cattle looked, how lithe and graceful the men, and then her eyes lighted as they always did when she beheld the horses of Last's Holding the horses of the Finger Marks. Billy rode Redbuck, Curly Drumfire, and they were princes of a royal blood, albeit Nature's strain alone.
It's little you'll make of it in Raymond's iron fingers Halloo, this is for white-head, and white-head's poor little white-head's -father, and for poor little white-head's mother, and this ay, the froth's comin' now, now, now and this last's for poor Mary M'Loughlin! Eh, ho, ho!
And my thought took the shape of asking myself why this young man had not called upon these ladies. He had been in Geneva for some days before Miss Haldin heard of him first in my presence from Peter Ivanovitch. I regretted that last's presence at their meeting. I would rather have had it happen somewhere out of his spectacled sight.
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