The Prodigal Judge by Vaughan Kester
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you," explained Henry.
"We-all takes turns doin' that," Keppel added. "Well, and how many of you-all are there?" asked Yancy. "There's six of we-uns and the baby." They covertly examined this big bearded man who had lost his nevvy, and almost his life. They had overheard their father and mother discuss his plans and knew when he was recovered from his wounds if he did not speedily meet up with his nevvy at a place called Memphis, he was going back to Lincoln County, which was near where they came from, to have the hide off a gentleman of the name of Slosson. They imagined the gentleman named Slosson would find the operation excessively disagreeable; and that Yancy should be recuperating for so unique an enterprise invested him with a romantic interest. Henry squirmed closer to the recumbent figure on the bed. "Me and Kep would like mighty well to know how you-all are goin' to strip the hide offen to that gentleman's back," he observed. Yancy instantly surmised that the reference was to Slosson. "I reckon I'll feel obliged to just naturally skin him," he explained. "Sho', will he let you do that?" they demanded. |
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