Pulp Fiction, 1868 · page 72 of 116
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74 THE MAID OF THE MOUNTAIN. seldom meet one who does not bend.to my will more easily than youdo. It is better for you to give up. If you do not, you die.” ‘ “T shall never join you. : “T will give you until to-morrow to decide.” “T ask no time.” -“©¥ou will need it to prepare for the great change,” said the aa solemnly: “And ‘now you willbe egal —~ enlace I will'speak to your companion alone” “© What's the use of that?” said the Yankee. “ “Dont dew that. Let Tomniy stay." - “Remove Mr. Elliot,” said the chiet: “ Let the: ther stay.” “ Wal, if a feller is as sot’in his Way as yet ar’, ’taiti’t no use tew git up one’s back Bboat- it.” mae . it iY your: owt way; but it ain’t fair.” 5 ““ What isn’t fair ” sites rab. z “ Never yew mind,” said. Josh. “3st drive. on n wh your _ funeral, ef ‘that’s your profession.” “Answer my question, fool.” ~ “Thar yew go ag’in; git mad in a enismit: 1 anew yew would.’ “They allers dew who hain’t got sense enough to eat pickles without red pepper in’em. But Tsay, old feller— don't go, Tommy, boy—'tain’t fair fer one man tew have his owes bate Woy“ai reiomgl Say egg 3 repens ves « Remove Mr. Elliot, said the chief, once more: Pghall have something to say to this person.” “The young man was'led out, leaving Josh shivering om his stool! In truth, he @id not like the manner ofthe chief His firing pistols lind set the Yankee against him. He regarded him as a man careles# of human Tife, and being remain desirous of retaining the vital spark, he did not care in that dangerous vicinity. But, he was in for it, uded to make the best of a bad trade. vee Nr, mina” ad the chief, “ what aie yOu ding Reret™ Doin” here?” That’s a pooty question to ask! “Wasn't I pulled, twisted and yanked intew this stm lronse without my consent? <A pooty question to ask'me, what Tani doing here ! I'd like to bu’st the feller’s head what bronght me intew our —— hat@Ewouke “You want ow «ee 4 aes conmmcloooks.com