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"Why, sir, of course I accept without hesitation, and feel most deeply obliged.","Well, what is it, then? Who sent you? Come now, out with it quick, or I'll take a tarred rope-end to you.",Dew-diadem'd.",Along with the most determined of the tourists, Bob made the final descent to the bank of the river. It had been hot enough up at the hotel. On the plateau it was fairly sizzling, but once at the bottom the heat was intense. This probably accounted for the fact that the whole party was quite ready to begin the return trip as soon as the tourists got back their breath.,"No," said Billy, "I got to be movin' on.","That's awful nonsense, you know," says Rodney, lightly. "When he sees I haven't taken any steps about arresting him, he will forget all about it, and bear no further ill will.",That steals the sweetness from the shepherd's flute:,After a few minutes he came out. He approached the cabin table and stood close. His face wore a mingled look of astonishment and fear, and he was very pale. He was as grotesque as something fanciful in a fairy story, with his red hair, hump, long arms, rounded legs, and whilst he stood he scratched himself as a monkey does. His chin was enormous, and out of all proportion to his face.,CHAPTER III.—A DAY AT SCHOOL.,"Mrs. Rodney would perhaps prefer to dance, mother," he says, with some irritation.,“He is a cattleman, though,” was the answer. “The range is to the north. A branch river flows into the Rio Grande and forms a triangle of green grazing. Holman has put in this irrigation merely to grow crops necessary for house use. It’s taken him years to make this place, and the dam we’re building will wipe it out overnight.”,He had half mounted the cabin ladder when he was brought to a stand by a sound of voices, of men speaking hard by the companion-way..