My old woman was there and heard her . She 'll keep her word , too . She ai n't old Joshua Stewart 's daughter for nothin ' . If he said he 'd do a thing he did it if it tuck the hair off . If I was a young feller now ! Hee-tee-tee-hee-e-e-e ! '' Bruce Marshall swung round on one foot . His face was crimson and if looks could kill , Tony Mack would have fallen dead in the middle of his sniggers . `` You need n't mind doing up that parcel for me , '' he said to Nora . `` I 'll not wait for it . '' On his way to the door Eben King brushed past him . A shout of laughter from the assembled men followed them . The others streamed out in their wake , realizing that a race was afoot . Tony alone remained inside , helpless with chuckling . Eben King 's horse was tied at the door . He had nothing to do but step in and drive off . Bruce had put his mare in at Billy Bender 's across the bridge , intending to spend the evening there . He knew that this would handicap him seriously , but he strode down the road with a determined expression on his handsome face . Fifteen minutes later he drove past the store , his gray mare going at a sharp gait . The crowd in front of Plowden 's cheered him , their sympathies were with him for King was not popular .
Tony had come out and shouted , `` Here 's luck XXXXX you , brother , '' after which he doubled up with renewed laughter .
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