[The Strange Case of Cavendish by Randall Parrish]@TWC D-Link bookThe Strange Case of Cavendish CHAPTER XVII: IN THE SHOSHONE DESERT 8/19
'Tain't no place a tenderfoot like you kin find yer way back frum; so, as fer as I see, thar ain't nuthin' fer yer to do but just naturally wait till we takes yer back." "I am to be held a prisoner--indefinitely ?" "I reckon so; not that I knows enything 'bout the programme, miss; but that's 'bout the understandin' that Matt an' I has--ain't it, Matt ?" The driver turned his head, and nodded. "Sure; we're just ter take keer of yer till he comes." "Lacy ?" "Er--some word from him, miss.
It might not be safe for him to come himself.
Yer see," apologetically, "I don't just know what the game is, and Bill might want to skip out before you was turned loose.
I knowed wunst when he was gone eight months, an' nobody knowed where he was--do yer mind thet time, Joe, after he shot up Medicine Lodge? Well, I reckon thar must be some big money in this job, an' he won't take no chance of gettin' pinched.
That seems to be the trouble, miss--you've sorter stuck yerself in whar it warn't none o' yer business.
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