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Laferm I 'low?" Therese acknowledged her identity with a bow. "My name's Jimson; Rufe Jimson," he went on, settling himself on the pony and folding his long knotty hands over the hickory switch that he carried in guise of whip. "Do you wish to speak to me? won't you dismount?" Therese asked. "I hed my dinner down to the store," he said taking her proposal as an invitation to dine, and turning to expectorate a mouth full of tobacco juice before continuing. "Capital sardines them air," passing his hand over his mouth and beard in unctuous remembrance of the oily dainties. "I'm just from Cornstalk, Texas, on mu way to Grant. An' them roads as I've traversed isn't what I'd call the best in a fair and square talk." His manner bore not the slightest mark of deference. He spoke to Therese as he might have spoken to one of her black servants, or as he would have addressed a princess of royal blood if fate had ever brought him into such unlikely contact, so clearly was the sense of human equality native to him. Therese knew her animal, and waited patiently for his business to unfold itself. "I reckon thar hain't no ford hereabouts?" he asked, looking at her with a certain challenge. "Oh, no; its even difficult crossing in the flat," she answered. "Wall, I hed calc'lated continooing on this near side. Reckon I could make it?" challenging her again to an answer. "There's no road on this side," she said, turning away to fasten more securely the escaped branches of a rose-bush that twined about a column near which she stood. Whether there were a road on this side or on the other side, or no road at all, appeared to be matter of equal indifference to Mr. Jimson, so far as his manner showed. He continued imperturbably "I 'lowed to stop here on a little matter o' business. 'Tis some out o' mu way; more'n I'd calc'lated. You couldn't tell the ixact distance from here to Colfax, could you?" Therese rather impatiently gave him the desired information, and begged that he would disclose his business with her. "Wall," he said, "onpleasant news 'll keep most times tell you're ready fur it. Thet's my way o' lookin' at it." "Unpleasant news for me?" she inquired, startled from her indifference and listlessness. "Rather onpleasant ez I take it. I hain't a makin' no misstatement to persume thet Gregor Sanchun was your nephew?" "Yes, yes," responded Therese, now thoroughly alarmed, and approaching as close
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