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The Lure of the Dim Trails

CHAPTER II
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Bud, this is Mona Stevens; she ranges down close to the Lazy Eight, so the sooner yuh git acquainted, the quicker." He did not explain what would be the quicker, and Thurston's embarrassment was only aggravated by the introduction.
Miss Stevens gave him a chilly smile, the kind that is worse than none at all and turned her back, thinly pretending that she heard her brother calling her, which she did not.

Her brother was loudly explaining what would have happened if he had been on that train and had got a whack at the robbers, and his sister was far from his mind.
Graves slapped the shoulder of the fellow they had called Park.
"You young devil, next time I leave the place for a week--yes, or overnight--I'll lock yuh up in the blacksmith shop.

Have yuh got to be Mona's special escort, these days ?" "Wish I was," Park retorted, unmoved.
"Different here--yuh ain't much account, as it is.

Bud, this here's my wagon-boss, Park Holloway; one of 'em, that is.

I'm going to turn yuh over to him and let him wise yuh up.


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