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Chapter 98

           Yo-ho!hebeginstoshowsign!He’llsoonrekiverhissensesallseveno’’em,Ireck’nanthenhekinmountthemaaro’hisself.

           "Yee-up,olehoss!"continuesZeb,graspingCalhounbythecollarofhiscoat,andgivinghimavigorousshake."Yee-up,Isay;ankumalongwi’us!Ye’rewanted.Thar’ssomebodydesirin’tohaveatalkwi’you!"

           "Who?where?"inquiresthecaptive,slowlyrecoveringconsciousness,andstaringunsteadilyaroundhim."Whowantsme?"

           "Wal;Idoforone;an"

           "Ah!youitis,ZebStump!andand?"

           "An’thatair’sMisterMauriceGeraldthemowstanger.You’veseedhimafore,Ireck’n?Hewantsyefortwo.Beside,thar’sagoodgristo’othersasudliketoseeyeaginbacktharbythePort.Soye’dbestgetuponyurlegs,an’goalongwi’us."

           Thewretchedmanrisestohisfeet.Insodoing,hediscoversthathisarmsareencircledbyalazo.

           "Myhorse?"heexclaims,lookinginquiringlyaround."Whereismyhorse?"

           "OleNickonlyknowswharheairbythistime.LikeenufgonebacktotheGrand,wharhekimfrom.Arterthegallupinye’vegi’nhim,Ireck’nheairsicko’theswop;an’sgoedofftotakeaspello’restonhisnativepasters."

           Calhoungazesontheoldhunterwithsomethingmorethanastonishment.Theswop!Eventhis,too,isknowntohim!

           "Now,then,"pursuesZeb,withagestureofimpatience."’Twon’tdotokeeptheCourta-waitin’.

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