I killed a four-year near Hurryon instead, just to save that one----" "You're the finest little sport in the land!" said Duane, "and we are just tormenting you.

Of course I'll go with you, but I'm blessed if I pull trigger on that gentleman pig----" "You _must_! I've saved him.

Scott, make him say he will! Kathleen, this is really too annoying! A girl plans and plans and pictures to herself the happiness and surprise she's going to give a man, and he's too stupid to comprehend----" "Meaning me!" observed Duane.

"But I leave it to you, Scott; a man can't do such a thing decently----" "Oh, you silly people," laughed Kathleen; "you may never again see that boar.

Denman, keeper at Northgate when Mr.Atwood owned the estate, told me that everybody had been after that boar and nobody ever got a shot at him.