And he delivered a short lecture to the rich man on the subject
of carelessness and rode away. The rich man picked up his gun with his
left hand and opened fire, but he'd never learned to shoot very well
with that hand, so the silent man came through safe."
"That's a bully story," said Jack. "Who was the silent man?"
"I think you've seen him a few times, at that."
She concealed another smile, and said in the most businesslike manner:
"Chow-time, Pierre," and set out the pans on the table. "By the
way," he said easily, "I've got a little present for you, Jack."
And he took out a gold pin flaming with three great rubies.
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She merely stared, like a child which may either burst into tears or
laughter, no one can prophesy which.
He explained, rather worried: "You see, you _are_ a girl, Jack, and I
remembered that you were pleased about those clothes that you wore to
the dance in the Crittenden schoolhouse, and so when I saw that pin
I--well--"
"Oh, Pierre!" said a stifled voice. "Oh, Pierre!"
"Jack, you aren't angry, are you? See, when you put it at the throat
it doesn't look half bad!"
And to try it, he pinned it on her shirt.
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