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Chapter 74

           "Damntheinfernalbrute!Ifhe’donlycometwentyyardsnearer,Icouldfetchhim.Mygunwon’tcarrythatdistance.I’dmisshimforsure,andthenit’llbeallup.Imaynevergetthechanceagain.Confoundhim!He’salloftwentyyardstoofaroff."Asifthelastwasanambiguityratherthanaconviction,thespeakerappearedtomeasurewithhiseyethespacethatseparatedhimfromtheheadlessriderallthewhileholdinginhandashortYägerrifle,cappedandcockedreadyforinstantdischarge.

           "Nouse,"hecontinued,afteraprocessofsilentcomputation."Imighthitthebeastwithaspentball,butonlytoscarewithoutcripplinghim.Imusthavepatience,andwaittillhegetsalittlenearer.Damnthemwolves!Hemightcomein,ifitwasn’tforthem.Solongasthey’reabouthim,he’llgivethetimberawideberth.It’sthenatureoftheseTexashowesdevilskinthem!

           "Iwonderifcoaxingwoulddoanygood?"heproceeded,afterapause."Maybethesoundofaman’svoicewouldbringtheanimaltoastand?Doubtful.He’snotlikelyto’veheardmuchofthatlately.Isupposeitwouldonlyfrightenhim!Thesightofmyhorsewouldbesuretodoit,asitdidbefore;thoughthatwasinthemoonlight.Besides,hewaschasedbythehowlingstaghound.Nowonderhisbeingwild,then,riddenasheisbyhellknowswhat;foritcan’tbeBah!Afterall,theremustbesometrickinit;somedamnedinfernaltrick!"

           Forawhilethespeakercheckedhishorsewithatightrein.

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