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Chapter 7 A CHANGE OF BASE

Word Count: 1840    |    Released on: 06/12/2017

I ate my breakfast; for after riding seventy-two miles in one night even the most heroic purposes have to take the side-track. I think, as it was, I proved my devotion pret

s anxiety, and the moment I had made myself

crowd from the one with which that first breakfast had been eaten, and they

ou're not the ordinary kind of road agents, and, as I presume your address is known, I don't see any need of arresting one of ou

responded. "And I thank you

the Postmaster-General, but I sha'n't hurry about either. What they wi

ies are all I have to fear,

s for their work, and three bottles of pretty good whiskey I had on my car. U

burse what expense we

I could as easily

thanks, I continued, "It was my duty, as an official of th

d Mr. Cullen, "and do not

duty to take part in a contest for control of the K. & A., and I sh

is-?" aske

onestly tied up some of your proxies, they ought not to object if we do the same by honest means; and I

in joy; Mr. Cullen said "God bless you!" with real feeling; Frederic jumped up and slapped me on the shoulder, crying, "Gordon, you're the big

asked Mr. Cullen, when

n on my way to the station to te

nd see what you say?"

hat she would speak to me. I gave an assent quite as eagerly and in a moment we were all walking toward the pl

putting it so that Miss Culle

three registered letters stolen from No. 3 Overland Missouri Western Express

at's routine, Miss Cullen. Now come

recommend a special agent. Reply Flagstaff, Ariz

that do?"

hecy, and we'll wait

the Indian cliff-dwellings. I don't think Lord Ralles gained anything by staying behind in a sulk, for it was a very jolly ride, or at least that was what it was to me. I had of course t

s help to begin with, for then we should never have needed to hold

on were two things she said on the way back, when w

very good," she told me, "and I'm s

pleasure

hesitated for a moment-"my-Frederic told

energetically, as sh

ht Fred was only trying to make me l

nd I meant it

eally wouldn't mind poverty myself, Mr. Gordon, but he takes such pride in success that I couldn't be the one to do it. And

elling also of my struggles over that pink-beribboned and belaced affair, in a way which made her laugh. I had thought it was a ball gown, and wondered at her taking it to the Ca?on; but she explained that it was what she called a "throw"-which I told her accounted for the throes I had gone through over it. It made me open my eyes, thinking that anything so pretty

After a glance at it, as the rest of the party looked anxiously on, I passed it over t

g arrival of special

October

ic laughed, executing a war dance on the

e took hold of Albert and the two went whirling about, much to my envy

rrived, and started for Ash Fork. He wanted to be on the ground a day in advance,

of a "dust express"-as we jokingly call a gravel train-standing about, and they were speedily reinforced by many cowboys, who deserted the medley of cracked pianos or accordions of the Western saloons to listen to her, and who, not being overcareful in the terms with which they expressed their approval, finally by their riotous admiration drove us ins

, Mr. Gordon, that I don't s

d. But, duffer as I was, the way she had said those words, and the double meaning she had given them, w

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