The lost hunter: A tale of early timesAdams, John Turvill
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The lost hunter: A tale of early times
Adams, John Turvill
Adventure stories; Indians of North America -- Fiction; New England -- Fiction
"But," said Primus, who seemed determined to have his own way in
everything, "you no interjection, I guess, if it don't cost you
noting."
"No," replied Basset, who was glad enough of another auxiliary,
provided his own packet was not affected. "But, mind ye, I don't pay
him a red cent."
"I pay him myself, out ob my own pass. De danger won't be so much, and
de work will be done up right, sartin. So, atween genlmn, de business
is settle."
They parted with the understanding that the General was to see
Gladding and induce him to take part in the enterprise, and that the
three would meet at a certain place in the evening, the constable
being careful to repeat that he couldn't afford more than fifty cents
for any assistance that might be rendered. Primus accordingly called
upon Gladding, and the arrangement must have been satisfactory, for
the three were all at the place of rendezvous at the appointed hour.
CHAPTER XIII.
"All these tales told in that dreamy undertone with which men
talk in the dark, the countenances of the listeners only now
and then receiving a casual gleam from the glare of a pipe,
sunk deep in the mind of Ichabod."
Legend of Sleepy Hollow
It was on the village wharf that the coadjutors met. Basset, as he
contemplated the martial bearing of the General and the burly form
of Gladding, felt comforted. The clouds that all day long had lowered
above his mental horizon parted, and patches of blue sky began
to appear. It was a cause of special gratulation to him, which he
realized more sensibly in the darkness than by day, that assistance so
important as Gladding's had been secured, and that without additional
expense. He was confident now of an easy victory. The associates
jumped into the boat, the painter was cast off, the constable, as
principal, took the steersman's seat, and Tom and Primus disposed
themselves to row.
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