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Parrish, Randall, 1858-1923

"Bob Hampton of Placer"

You don't suppose I 'm going to have any useless girl
like you hanging around on to me, do you?"
She glanced quickly about at him, as though such unexpected expressions
startled her from a pleasant reverie. "Why, I--I thought that was the
way you planned it yesterday," she exclaimed, doubtfully.
"Oh, yesterday! Well, you see, yesterday I was sort of dreaming;
to-day I am wide awake, and I 've about decided, Kid, that for your own
good, and my comfort, I 've got to shake you."
A sudden gleam of fierce resentment leaped into the dark eyes, the
unrestrained glow of a passion which had never known control. "Oh, you
have, have you, Mister Bob Hampton? You have about decided! Well, why
don't you altogether decide? I don't think I'm down on my knees
begging you for mercy. Good Lord! I reckon I can get along all right
without you--I did before. Just what happened to give you such a
change of heart?"
"I made the sudden discovery," he said, affecting a laziness he was
very far from feeling, "that you were too near being a young woman to
go traipsing around the country with me, living at shacks, and having
no company but gambling sharks, and that class of cattle.


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