Спрут: Каліфорнійська історія
Chapter II
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“ItoldyounottoTALKtome,”clamouredAnnixter.
“But,say,lookhere——”
“Getofftheranch.Yougetofftheranch.Andtakingthatbuckskinagainstmyexpressorders.Iwon’thaveyourkindabouttheplace,notmuch.I’measy-goingenough,Lordknows,butIdon’tproposetobeimposedonALLthetime.Packoff,youunderstandanddoitlively.GototheforemanandtellhimItoldhimtopayyouoffandthenclearout.And,youhearme,”heconcluded,withamenacingoutthrustofhislowerjaw,“youhearme,ifIcatchyouhangingaroundtheranchhouseafterthis,orifIsomuchasseeyouonQuienSabe,I’llshowyouthewayoffofit,myfriend,atthetoeofmyboot.Now,then,getoutofthewayandletmepass.”
Angrybeyondthepowerofretort,Delaneydrovethespursintothebuckskinandpassedthebuggyinasinglebound.Annixtergatheredupthereinsanddroveonmutteringtohimself,andoccasionallylookingbacktoobservethebuckskinflyingtowardtheranchhouseinaspatteringshowerofmud,Delaneyurgingheron,hisheadbentdownagainstthefallingrain.
“Huh,”gruntedAnnixterwithgrimsatisfaction,acertainsenseofgoodhumouratlengthreturningtohim,“thatjustabouttakesthesaleratusoutofYOURdough,myfriend.”
Alittlefartheron,AnnixtergotoutofthebuggyasecondtimetoopenanothergatethatlethimoutupontheUpperRoad,notfardistantfromGuadalajara.ItwastheroadthatconnectedthattownwithBonnevilleandthatranparallelwiththerailroadtracks.
