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62 : THAT GIRL OF JOHNSON’S. ‘‘Ther dep’ties dedn’t know ther mounting,” he said, gravely. ‘‘Theys might hev a’ms’ stepped on ’em o’thout knowin’ et. Ef he hev met with an ace’dent he mayn’t be able ter kem an’ ’ll die ’thout help kem ter’em. Ef thet gal o’ Johnsing’s ken go ower thar ter hunt ’em, I reckon we uns ken do ’t. Ef ’twere we as had gone offn ’thout kemmin’ back, I hain’t a doubt but he’d be willin’ ’nough ter help find me. I’m ’shamed o’ mysel’ ’t I hain’t _ thoughted et out afore.” His slow, heavy words roused an interest in his listeners as all Green’s words could not do, and they arose at once to their duty with many a word of grumbling that passed unnoticed because each understood that this was simply their way of showing the depth of their interest. What- ever they might think in private or gossip over their cider they would not hesitate at such a time as this. A half dozen powerful fellows with Lodie at their head volun- teered to accompany them. Lodie was the first to offer: he was a powerful fellow; Green was above medium height, but Lodie towered a full head above him. They went to work at once; they were used to such an emergency, and knew what todo. They carried a coil of strong, slender rope, and in place of Dolores’ bottle of milk a flask of the strongest cider the tavern could produce. One of the men proposed that Dolores should remain at home or with some of their women, but this she would not do, and young Green, understanding her feeling, said she had waited long enough; it would be well for her to gzo—at least it could do no harm. They accepted this view of the case In silence; the matter affected them not at all, and if she wished to endanger her neck it was her own lookout. They were even courteous to her in their rough way. Jones, the tavern keeper, said he wished he had brandy to give them, but he had not; however, he hoped they would have no cause to need it. There wasa kindly ex- pression around his mouth as he said this. He was not given to sentiment, but if one got on the warm side of his Gomicbooks.co m