Devil's Ford, Bret Harte [e book reader free TXT] 📗

ained breath. "That engineer will bedown here to take charge as soon as the six o'clock stage comes in.He's an oldish chap, has got a family of two daughters, and--I--am--d----d if he is not bringing them down here with him."

"Oh, go long!" exclaimed the five men in one voice, raisingthemselves on their hands and elbows, and glaring at the speaker.

"Fact, boys! Soon as I found it out I just waltzed into that Jewshop at the Crossing and bought up all the clothes that would belikely to suit you fellows, before anybody else got a show. Ireckon I cleared out the shop. The duds are a little mixed instyle, but I reckon they're clean and whole, and a man might face alady in 'em. I left them round at the old Buckeye Spring, wherethey're handy without attracting attention. You boys can go therefor a general wash-up, rig yourselves up without saying anything,and then meander back careless and easy in your store clothes, justas the stage is coming in, sabe?"

"Why didn't you let us know earlie