"
"I wouldn't 've thought it of Wes. He knows me better'n
that!"
"I tell you what, Jodie: whoever gets here first, you keep
them in the store as long as you can, while I go to warn Ned. If
it's Wes and the sheriff, get Wes to talking; get him wound up.
Mention the old feud or something to set him off! Then, quick as
I get back, I'll set Wes and the sheriff straight. If Old Man
Hawk comes in first, ask him about his mule! Get his mind on
Nellie, and he'll forget all about Ned."
"I'll do the best I can."
"Try anything to stall them. I'll hurry across the creek and
tell Ned he'd better hide. I'm not worried about you, Jodie. But
Hawk may try to kill Ned!"
"Yeah, he might! He's just crazy enough for something like
that!"
"I wish to Heaven I knew how to run a automobile! I'd get
Ophelia to let me borrow Ward's! Then I could rush Ned off
somewhere!"
Wiley threw down my pasteboard chair and scrambled to his
feet. "I can run it, Doctor Elton!"
"You knocked over all my beds and chairs, Wiley!"
He wouldn't listen, much less come back and help me.
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