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Harte, Bret, 1836-1902

"Frontier Stories"

Bimeby I saw a lizard running down the
root. When he got sight of me he stopped."
"D----n the lizard! What's that got to do with where she is now?"
"Everything. That lizard had a piece of sugar in his mouth. Where did
it come from? I made him drop it, and calculated he'd go back for more.
He did. He scooted up that tree and slipped in under some hanging
strips of bark. I shoved 'em aside, and found an opening to the hollow
where they do their housekeeping."
"But you didn't see her there--and how do you know she is there now?"
"I determined to make it sure. When she left to-day, I started an hour
ahead of her, and hid myself at the edge of the woods. An hour after
the coach arrived at Indian Spring, she came there in a brown duster
and was joined by him. I'd have followed them, but the d----d hound has
the ears of a squirrel, and though I was five hundred yards from him he
was on his guard."
"Guard be blessed! Wasn't you armed? Why didn't you go for him?" said
Dunn, furiously.
"I reckoned I'd leave that for you," said Brace coolly.


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