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uAn' soon as a feller had bought somethin' she'd run him off same as a dog/' Pedro sighed.
"Any feller," Hank agreed.
"All fellers," Pedro amplified.
"But she was shore glad to see me the time them two drunks come 'round," Hank asserted. "Hadn't a-been for me "
"Hadn't a-been for me, you mean, ' ' Pedro corrected.
"Well, if it hadn't a-been for us, anyhow," conceded Hank, and the concession was accepted. "Two lowdown tramps come a-wanderin' down this-a-way," Hank remarked directly to me, with an apparent sudden realization that the narrative had been somewhat fragmentary, "an' they was pizen drunk. They'd run out of licker an' wanted more. They went past me where I was a-sittin' on my ho'se in the shade, side o' the road, not far from the store "
' ' He was a-watchin ' to see if I went to the store — like that would do him any good!" Pedro interrupted.
"I was jest a-restm'," Hank denied scornfully. "You didn't dare
go near that store — you didn't have no more money to buy tobacco," he added, crushingly.
"Didn't have no more money 'cause you 'd borrowed it all an ' spent it on pipes !" Pedro snapped, and the narrative had again lost its forward movement.
"After them tramps had gone on," Hank presently resumed, "I got to. thinkin' that they might take a notion that they could get licker at the store, same as at most stores down this-a-way, so I wakes up the old ho 'se and lopes after 'em. Shore enough, I sees 'em go into the store. * I knowed that pore little girl was in there all by herself, most likely, like — like
a " Hank groped desperately for
a simile and found — "like a pore little rabbit caught in a fence corner by a pair o' hound-dogs. So I charges right up to the door, an' jumps offen my pony, an' rampages into that store an' jumps them two tramps, what is a-demandin' licker from Marie. They was a right tough handful."
Pedro took up the tale.