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Brand, Max, 1892-1944

"Trailin'!"

But after all, most of us are more alike than we care to
imagine."
"Yes, there ain't much difference; sometimes the difference ain't as
much as a split-second watch would catch, but it may mean that one
feller passes out and the other goes on."
They lay half facing each other, each with his head pillowed on an arm.
"By Jove! lucky we reached this shelter before the rain came."
"Yep. A couple of hours of this and the rivers will be up--may take up
all day to get back to the ranch if we have to ride up to the ford on
the Saverack."
"Then we'll swim 'em."
The other smiled drily.
"Swim the Saverack when she's up? No, lad, we won't do that."
"Then I'll have to work it alone, I suppose. You see, I have that date
in Eldara for tomorrow night."
Nash set his teeth, to choke back the cough. He produced papers and
tobacco, rolled a cigarette with lightning speed, lighted it, and
inhaled a long puff.
"Sure, you ought to keep that date, but maybe Sally would wait till the
night after."
"She impressed me, on the whole, as not being of the waiting kind.


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