ISBN: 9781153718448

Excerpt: ... reason she had come outside. She saw him. Oh, is-is-that you, Ramblin'' Kid? she exclaimed as if surprised, and went quickly to where, at the sound of her voice, he… mais…

Excerpt: ... reason she had come outside. She saw him. Oh, is-is-that you, Ramblin'' Kid? she exclaimed as if surprised, and went quickly to where, at the sound of her voice, he had paused. He did not answer. The light shone full on his face and he knew that she knew-and had known before she spoke-that he was there. His eyes were filled with a look queerly blending scorn, loathing, pity and pain. Why-why-don''t you come in and dance? she asked lightly, not certain of his mood. I don''t want to, he replied coldly: anyhow- he added with a sneer and a brutal laugh as he slowly moved away in the darkness, when I decide to hug I''ll hug in private! Carolyn June started almost as though he had struck her. The taunt was an insult! A flood of anger swept over her. The brute! she whispered passionately and with utter contempt in her voice. She stood a moment. Suddenly she remembered the reckless abandon with which she had been dancing and flirting with the cowboys inside the house. Her face flamed scarlet. She looked out into the blackness toward the circular corral. Her expression changed and a pitying smile crossed her lips: Poor Ramblin'' Kid-he just-does not understand! she murmured and stepped back into the house. As the Ramblin'' Kid passed through the back-yard gate he muttered savagely under his breath: Playin'' with their hearts like marbles-th'' damned fools! He paused a moment and added, as though tired, Oh, well, I reckon she thinks she has to do it-it''s her breed-she was raised that way I guess! The snuffling sound of a horse blowing hay-powder or other dust from its nostrils came from the direction of the circular corral. The Ramblin'' Kid stopped in his walk and turning went thoughtfully through the darkness toward where Captain Jack and the Gold Dust maverick were quietly feeding. He leaned against the bars of the corral and looked at the shadowy forms of the two horses standing a little distance away. Captain Jack quit... Earl Wayland Bowman, Books, Fiction and Literature, The Ramblin' Kid Books>Fiction and Literature The book has no illustrations or index. Purchasers are entitled to a free trial membership in the General Books Club where they can select from more than a million books without charge. Subjects: Fiction / Action<

ISBN: 9781153718448

Excerpt: ... reason she had come outside. She saw him. Oh, is-is-that you, Ramblin'' Kid? she exclaimed as if surprised, and went quickly to where, at the sound of her voice, he… mais…

Excerpt: ... reason she had come outside. She saw him. Oh, is-is-that you, Ramblin'' Kid? she exclaimed as if surprised, and went quickly to where, at the sound of her voice, he had paused. He did not answer. The light shone full on his face and he knew that she knew-and had known before she spoke-that he was there. His eyes were filled with a look queerly blending scorn, loathing, pity and pain. Why-why-don''t you come in and dance? she asked lightly, not certain of his mood. I don''t want to, he replied coldly: anyhow- he added with a sneer and a brutal laugh as he slowly moved away in the darkness, when I decide to hug I''ll hug in private! Carolyn June started almost as though he had struck her. The taunt was an insult! A flood of anger swept over her. The brute! she whispered passionately and with utter contempt in her voice. She stood a moment. Suddenly she remembered the reckless abandon with which she had been dancing and flirting with the cowboys inside the house. Her face flamed scarlet. She looked out into the blackness toward the circular corral. Her expression changed and a pitying smile crossed her lips: Poor Ramblin'' Kid-he just-does not understand! she murmured and stepped back into the house. As the Ramblin'' Kid passed through the back-yard gate he muttered savagely under his breath: Playin'' with their hearts like marbles-th'' damned fools! He paused a moment and added, as though tired, Oh, well, I reckon she thinks she has to do it-it''s her breed-she was raised that way I guess! The snuffling sound of a horse blowing hay-powder or other dust from its nostrils came from the direction of the circular corral. The Ramblin'' Kid stopped in his walk and turning went thoughtfully through the darkness toward where Captain Jack and the Gold Dust maverick were quietly feeding. He leaned against the bars of the corral and looked at the shadowy forms of the two horses standing a little distance away. Captain Jack quit... Earl Wayland Bowman, Books, Fiction and Literature, The Ramblin' Kid Books>Fiction and Literature, General Books LLC<

ISBN: 1153718448

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