Don't hit me with it, though!"
He was eying the spoke in Buck's clutch.
"What did you steal her for, Brick Avery?"
"There isn't anything sure about her going away with me," the other protested.
Buck yanked away another spoke in his vehemence.
"Don't you lie to me," he bawled. "There wasn't telegraphs and telephones and railroads handy in them days, so that I could stop you or catch you, but I didn't need any telegraphs to tell me she had gone away with handsome Mounseer Hercules, of the curly hair." He snorted the sobriquet with bitter spite.
"A girl I'd took off'n the streets and made the champion lady rider of-and was going to marry, and thought more of, damn yeh, than I did of all the rest of the world! What did ye do with her?"
"Well, she wanted to go along, and so I took her aboard. She seemed to want to get away from your show, near as I could find out." The giant hugged his knees together and blinked appealingly.
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