2/24 Say, that was a lively spin, and it's got to be an eat and a rest for me next." Hicks shaded his forehead, leaning on his rifle. "Put five shots inter that measly bunch over thar just now, an' never saw even one o' 'em hop 'round like they got stung. They look sorter misty-like ter me from here; say, Stutter, what is a-happenin' over thar now, anyway ?" Brown wiped his face deliberately, sputtering fiercely as he strove to get firm grip on his slow thought. "C-couple o' fellars w-with g-guns h-h-hidin' back o' ther d-dump. C-c-carried two b-bucks 'hind ther sh-shaft-house; h-h-hurt some, I 'speck. |