"Me--I'm going," declared Jimmie Time stoutly, and waited.
Boogies wavered a tremulous moment.
"I'm going with you," he managed at last.
He blurted the words. They had to rush out to beat down his native
caution with quick blows.
"Listen!" said Jimmie Time impressively. "We got money enough to start.
Then we just strike out for the peraries."
"Like the guy in the story!" Boogies glowed at the adept who before his
very eyes was turning a beautiful dream into stark reality. He was
praying that his own courage to face it would endure.
"You hurry home," commanded Jimmie, "and cop an axe and all the grub you
can lay your hands on."
Boogies fell from the heights as he had feared he would.
"Aw, chee!" he said sanely. "And s'pose me stepmother gets her lamps on
me! Wouldn't she bean me? Sure she would!"
"Bind her and gag her," said Jimmie promptly. "What's one weak woman?"
"Yah! She's a hellion and you know it."
"Listen!" said Jimmie sternly. "If you're going into the wild and
lawless life of the peraries with me you got to learn to get things.
Jesse James or Morgan's men could get me that axe and that grub, and not
make one-two-three of it.
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