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"He did it all this inside," burst out Moore, delighted with her delight. "Quicker than a flash! Collie, isn't this great? I don't mind being down on my back. And he says they call him Hell-Bent Wade. I call him Heaven-Sent Wade!"
Accordin' to Coles this hyar Hell-Bent Wade was a strange, wonderful sort of fellar. He had the most amazin' ways. He could do anythin' under the sun better'n any one else. Bad with guns! He never stayed in one place fer long. He never hunted trouble, but trouble follered him. As I remember Coles, thet was Wade's queer idee he couldn't shake trouble. No matter whar he went, always thar was hell.
"Won't it change you to know that if you force this marriage you'll lose all?" "All! Ain't that more queer talk?" "I mean lose all your son, your adopted daughter his chance of reformin', her hope of happiness. These ought to be all in life left to you." "Wal, they are. But I can't see your argument. You're beyond me, Wade. You're holdin' back, like you did with your hell-bent story."
He had not intended anything more than civility and he wanted this understood. "Hmp! Ain't you got no sense a-tall, Gid? If Miss Sheba's hell-bent on goin' to meet Elliot, I allowed some one ought to go along and keep the dark offen her. 'Course there ain't nothin' going to harm her, unless she goes and gets lost " Sheba's smile cooled the heat of the stage-driver. "Which she isn't going to do.
And it was hell-bent to hunt she was, bound to follow the bounds, though all she knew of a saddle came of five-mile-an-hour jogs along town park bridle paths, and all her hands looked fit for was holdin' a spaniel. "Well, it was Lory and Priest took her on, turn about, usually me that carried her, and it was break her slender little neck I thought the divils would in spite of me.
"Good-by, Heaven-Sent Hell-Bent Wade!" called Moore. "It's no joke of a name any more. It's a fact." Wade plodded down through the deep snow, stepping in his old tracks, and as he toiled on his thoughts were deep and comforting. He was thinking that if he had his life to live over again he would begin at once to find happiness in other people's happiness.
When I heard, over there in Grant, that they was hell-bent for the Confederacy, I just went, hell-bent, for the other side. Root and branch, I know them, and root and branch they're damned rebels " "Do you know," demanded the captain, "this one? This is Lieutenant McNeill." The man looked, General Kelly's courier facing him squarely. There was a silence upon the road to Williamsport.
Belllounds flared up, with scarlet in his face, with sneer of amaze, with promise of bursting rage. He slammed down the gun. "Yes, the hell I say," returned the hunter. "They call me Hell-Bent Wade!" "Are you friends with Moore?" asked Belllounds, beginning to shake. "Yes, I'm that with every one. I'd like to be friends with you." "I don't want you.
I'll show you where the working class gets justice. You remember Forbes J. Alliston Forbes wrecked the Alta California Trust Company an' salted down two cold millions. I saw him yesterday, in a big hell-bent automobile. What'd he get? Eight years' sentence. How long did he serve? Less'n two years. Pardoned out on account of ill health. Ill hell! We'll be dead an' rotten before he kicks the bucket.
"I'm not so sure of that," replied the leader. "Wal, Guthrie, I've follored tracks all my life "But you couldn't keep to the trail this feller made in the brush." "Gimme time, an' I could. Thet takes time. An' heah you go hell-bent fer election! But it's a wrong lead out this way. If you're right this road-agent, after he killed his pals, would hev rid back right through town.
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