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Chapter 76
Chapter 25 "I'd Just As Soon Hang Nine Men As For One"Baumberger climbed heavily out of the rig,and went lurching drunkenly up the path to the house where the cool shade of the grove was like paradise set close against the boundary of the purgatory of blazing sunshine and scorching sand. He had not gone ten steps from the stable when he met Good Indian face to face. "Hullo," he growled, stopping short and eying him malevolently with lowered head. Good Indian's lips curled silently, and he stepped aside to pursue his way. Baumberger swung his huge body toward him. "I said HULLO. Nothin' wrong in that, is there? HULLO—d'yuh hear?" "Go to the devil!" said Grant shortly. Baumberger leered at him offensively. "Pretty Polly! Never learned but one set uh words in his life. Can't yuh
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