Roy Norton

Name: The Benevolent Liar — Chapter 3
Author: Roy Norton

The Benevolent Liar — Chapter 3 (1917)

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“The Benevolent Liar — Chapter 3”, published in 1917, is a work by Roy Norton. It explores elements such as Bill Rogers, prospector and Josh.

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Roy Norton, The Benevolent Liar — Chapter 3 (1917)

“ Tom got to his feet and walked to the open window and stared out into the night, blind to its beauty. Josh whistled softly between his teeth, as if thinking over the situation.
“Mr. Price, I see that——” The young man turned abruptly and faced the watcher.
“My friends, and particularly the sons of my old pardners, call me Josh,” interrupted the prospector quietly.
“I—I can't thank you enough,” Tom continued impulsively; “but you see it's no use. I've learned a hard lesson. If a man makes one blunder, he is damned.”
Josh leaned back in his chair and thrust his hands inside his belt. ”

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Roy Norton, The Benevolent Liar — Chapter 3 (1917)

“ He progressed steadily and safely past all temptation by keeping to the exact center of the road until he reached the City Hotel, on whose porch were the prevalent loungers, with feet cocked up on the porch rail, and each distinguished by a single spot of brilliant, glowing, intermittent red, as cigar or cigarette answered to a deliberate draft. He avoided these by tramping straight up the steps and through the open door, pulling his hat over his eyes to shade them from the outflaring light. ”

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Roy Norton, The Benevolent Liar — Chapter 3 (1917)

“ Trouble never licks any one but quitters. Trouble is a coward that hops on the weak and stomps 'em when they're down. It's a coyote pretendin' to be a wolf that runs and whines when a brave man kicks it in the ribs. Nobody but a coward runs from it, and, unless old Bill Rogers, your daddy, was a livin' lie, which he wasn't, it ain't like a son of his to show a yaller streak. ”

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Roy Norton, The Benevolent Liar — Chapter 3 (1917)

“ He laid a big hand on Tom's shoulder and said quietly: “You're still doin' the wrong thing, son. You're just ready to pile another blunder on 'top of all the others. The man that runs, or even turns his back on trouble, my boy, is always lost. If ever trouble starts out for your scalp, the only possible thing to do is to load your gun, grit your teeth, and go after it like a wasp after a dog's hind quarters. ”

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Roy Norton, The Benevolent Liar — Chapter 3 (1917)

“ Still blinking his eyes to adjust them to the light, he entered and closed the door behind him. He threw off his hat and said: “Sit down, Tommy. Sit down. I always did hate a man that was too cussed polite.”
“What did you learn?” asked Tom, with tragic eagerness.
“Not much of anything. Give me one of my boots.”
Tom obeyed, and the prospector drew the slate tablet from his pocket and gravely measured it and consulted his records.
“This boot,” he said, as he handed it back, “is a heap too big for your foot. Tommy, was the pair you had on when you ran loco too big for you, or just your size?” ”

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Roy Norton, The Benevolent Liar — Chapter 3 (1917)

“ Nothin' like money on hand to make a man confident. Without it, he's as lost and lonesome and unprotected as a man without a gun. You'll be twice the man you are, knowin' that you've got a shot or two of your own, a friend that'll stick, and the stuff to make a fight with.”
He slipped his shirt over his head, picked up his piece of slate, jammed his hat on his head after fingering the four dents to sit his idea of dress, and started for the door.
“Say, Josh, you've forgotten something,” said Tom, aroused to his intended departure. “Your belt and money.” ”

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Roy Norton, The Benevolent Liar — Chapter 3 (1917)

“ He wore suspenders, which mighty few men do in this neck of the woods, and he wasn't a regular workin'man, because no regular workin'man wears anything but a belt. The woman that was with him has a small foot, so most likely she's not such a mighty big woman. Of course that single boot track proves that the posse missed the spot when they went up there, because otherwise there'd be a lot of tracks. ”

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