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 he admitted, “and I won’t deny there’s a sight of them is ugly ones. There’s that fellow from Jasper Peak blew in last evening and kept me up  all night. When he and his friends are here there’s always something doing.”

"Do not begin to talk of them, Jethro Brown,” the woman said a little impatiently, “or you will  keep us here all day, and this boy is wanting his  dinner, I make no doubt.”

The clerk laughed a little, although without much merriment.

“I guess you are right, Linda,” he replied, "and talk of that gang is only words wasted.  You’d better go along home with Mrs. Ingmarsson, sonny, you couldn’t be in better hands.”

Much nettled at being called “sonny” by this person so little older than himself, Hugh merely  nodded stiffly, took up his suitcase and followed  Linda Ingmarsson to the door. Jethro, however, stopped them before they could get outside.

"How about your baggage,” he inquired, “got a trunk or anything at the station?”