Classic Book Library : Historical Fiction : The Virginian / A Horseman Of The Plains : Chapter 2 : Page 2 of 25 "You're from old Virginia, I take it?" I began. He answered slowly, "Then you have taken it correct, seh." A slight chill passed over my easiness, but I went cheerily on with a further inquiry. "Find many oddities out here like Uncle Hughey?" "Yes, seh, there is a right smart of oddities around. They come in on every train." At this point I dropped my method of easiness. "I wish that trunks came on the train," said I. And I told him my predicament. It was not to be expected that he would be greatly moved at my loss; but he took it with no comment whatever. "We'll wait in town for it," said he, always perfectly civil. Now, what I had seen of "town" was, to my newly arrived eyes, altogether horrible. If I could possibly sleep at the Judge's ranch, I preferred to do so. "Is it too far to drive there to-night?" I inquired. He looked at me in a puzzled manner. "For this valise," I explained, "contains all that I immediately need; in fact, I could do without my trunk for a day or two, if it is not convenient to send. So if we could arrive there not too late by starting at once--" I paused. Copyright © 2004-2005 Classic Book Library |