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The Red One | Jack London | |
Like Argus of the Ancient Times |
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"If ever a man worked his passage and earned it," Big Bill confided to his two partners, "that man's our old Skeezicks." "You bet," Anson confirmed. "He's a valuable addition to the party, and I, for one, ain't at all disagreeable to the notion of making him a regular partner - " "None of that!" Charles Crayton cut in. "When we get to Dawson we're quit of him - that's the agreement. We'd only have to bury him if we let him stay on with us. Besides, there's going to be a famine, and every ounce of grub'll count. Remember, we're feeding him out of our own supply all the way in. And if we run short in the pinch next year, you'll know the reason. Steamboats can't get up grub to Dawson till the middle of June, and that's nine months away." "Well, you put as much money and outfit in as the rest of us," Big Bill conceded, "and you've a say according." "And I'm going to have my say," Charles asserted with increasing irritability. "And it's lucky for you with your fool sentiments that you've got somebody to think ahead for you, else you'd all starve to death. I tell you that famine's coming. I've been studying the situation. Flour will be two dollars a pound, or ten, and no sellers. You mark my words." |
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