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"But now don't you want to buy a bonnet or a cloak to carry home to your wife?" "Well, you're whistlin' now, birdie; that's my intention; set 'em all out." Again the elder's face shone with delight. "An' I don't want no one-hoss bonnet neither." "Of course not. Now here is one; pink silk, with delicate pale blue feathers. Just the thing for the season. We have nothing more elegant in stock."
"I know it, Buck. But I'll tell you straight that I could never feel towards Dan as if he were a human being, but a wolf in the hide of a man. He turned my blood cold; he always has." Buck Daniels groaned aloud as thoughts poured back on him. "Of all the pals that ever a man had," he said sadly, "there never was a partner like Whistlin' Dan.
You're goin' to start from here in fifteen minutes with your hoss an' this wolf, after givin' me your promise to come back when you've seen Whistlin' Dan. You're goin' to make Dan go an' set Lee loose." She smiled in derision. "If Dan did that he'd be outlawed." "You won't stir?" "Not a step!" "Well, kid, for everything that happens to Lee somethin' worse will happen to someone in the next room.
Within half an hour the pounding of a horse approached from behind. The plump sheriff came to a halt beside him, jouncing in the saddle with the suddenness of the stop. "What's up?" he called eagerly. "Whistlin' Dan." "What's new about him? I know they're talkin' about that play he made agin Haines. They's some says he's a faster man than you, Jim!" "They say too damned much!" snarled Silent.
It was offered to him by Rogers as soon as Dan brought Lee in. What d'you think he done? Pocketed the cheque? No, he grabbed it, an' tore it up small: 'I ain't after no blood money, he says." "No," said Silent. "He ain't after no money he's after me!" "Tomorrow they bury Calder. The next day Whistlin' Dan'll be on our trail again an' he'll be playin' the same lone hand.
When he bites that time I gives him both hands. That eel comes through the air jest whistlin' an' w'irlin'. I slams him ag'inst the great state of Virginny. Suppose one of them bass you boasts of takes sech a jolt. Whatever would he have done? He'd lay thar pantin' an' rollin' his eyes; mebby he curls his tail a little. That would be the utmost of them resentments of his. What does my eel do?
"It's the end of Dan Barry," said Buck. "Lee, we'll never have Whistlin' Dan for a friend again. He's wild for good." The sheriff turned and eyed him closely. "He's got to come back," said Haines. "He's got to come back for the sake of Kate." "He'd better be dead for the sake of Kate," answered Buck. "Why, partner, this isn't the first time he's gone wild." "Don't you see, Lee?" "Well?"
Like a whip-poor-will on a moonlight night: you hear it whistlin' on the next fence-rail, it doesn't seem a yard off; you step up to ketch it, and there's nothin' there; then you step back ag'in, and 'whip-poor-will! whip-poor-will! whistles louder 'n ever, and so on, the whole night, and some folks says they can throw their voices outside o' their bodies, but that's neither here nor there.
"Can't you hear millions spoke of without actin' like a blasted whistlin' buoy?" demanded Jarrow, savagely. "I was took aback," said Peth. "Took aback! This ain't no business for a man who's got to blow off steam in public the minute he sniffs somethin' good! Things like that might bust up the whole business and sixty a day in it!" "I don't see what I done, skipper," whined Peth.
"You are quite sure, also, that the return of this man, this strange wanderer, might help Mr. Cumberland back to health?" "I am, all right. He's sure wrapped up in Whistlin' Dan." "What is the nature of their relations; what makes him so oddly dependent upon the other?" "I dunno, doc. It's got us all fooled.
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