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, Johnson!" "Boys, Rance ain't a-runnin' The Polka yet!" observed Sonora with a mocking smile on his lips, and gloating over the opportunity to give the Sheriff a dig. The men shouted their approval of this jibe. Indeed, they might have gone just a little too far with their badgering of the Sheriff, considering the mood that he was in; so, perhaps, it was fortunate that Nick should break in upon them at this time with: "Gents, the boys from The Ridge invites you to dance with them." No great amount of enthusiasm was evinced at this. Nevertheless, it was a distinct declaration of peace; and, taking advantage of it, Johnson advanced toward the Girl, bowed low, and asked with elaborate formality: "May I have the honour of a waltz?" Flabbergasted and awed to silence by what they termed Johnson's "style," Happy and Handsome stood staring helplessly at one another; at length Happy broke out with: "Say, Handsome, ain't he got a purty action? An' ornamental sort o' cuss, ain't he? But say, kind o' presumin' like, ain't it, for a fellow breathin' the obscurity o' The Crossin' to learn gents like us how to ketch the ladies pronto?" "Which same," allowed Handsome, "shorely's a most painful, not to say humiliatin' state o' things." And then to the Girl he whispered: "It's up to you--make a holy show of 'im." The Girl laughed. "Me waltz? Me?" she cried, answering Johnson at last. "Oh, I can't waltz but I can polky." Once more Johnson bent his tall figure to the ground, and said: "Then may I have the pleasure of the next polka?" By this time Sonora had recovered from his astonishment. After giving vent to a grunt expressive of his contempt, he blurted out: "That fellow's too flip!" But the idea had taken hold of the Girl, though she temporised shyly: "Oh, I dunno! Makes me feel kind o' foolish, you know, kind o' retirin' like a elk in summer." Johnson smiled in spite of himself. "Elks are retiring," was his comment as he again advanced and offered his arm in an impressive and ceremonious manner. "Well, I don't like everybody's hand on the back o' my waist," said the Girl, running her hands up and down her dress skirt. "But, somehow--" She stopped, and fixing her eyes recklessly on Rance, made a movement as if about to accept; but another look at Johnson's proffered arm so embarrassed her that she sent a look of appeal to the rough fellows, who stood watching her with grinning faces. "Oh,
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