'
"I see the rain tricklin' off Butsy's nose when we get close to him.
"'Stay with it, Butsy!' says Peewee. 'They got a lawyer comin' in a
auto--'
"'Come 'n' hold these dogs fur a while!' says Butsy.
"'I'd like to,' says Peewee, 'but I can't. I might miss somethin','
'n' he goes back to where the crowd is.
"We waits fur about a hour.
"'Why don't ye git a lawyer that ain't got no autymobile?' says
somebody to Burns.
"'They've all got 'em,' says Burns. 'I'll give ye a dollar fer every
lawyer in Mount Clinton ye can name who ain't got one of the blame
things!'
"'How about Sam Koons?' says somebody.
"'Got one just the other day,' says Burns. 'It's made up to Bucyrus.
It's called the Speeding Queen. He give three hundred and twenty
dollars cash fer it.'
"Not long after that I begins to notice a noise. It ain't like any
other sound I ever hears before. It gets right into my system. It's
gettin' closer 'n' pretty soon I think I'll go find a nail 'n' bite on
it.
"'What's that?' says Peewee.
"'It's him,' says Burns. 'It's Harry. If he don't have no bad luck
he'll be here in twenty minutes. He ain't over a half a mile away
right now.'
"'I hope they ain't no children on the road,' says Peewee.
"I figgers this Harry Evans is sure ridin' a threshin'-machine with its
insides loose, but when he comes through the gates I gets a shock.
Say,--his machine ain't much bigger'n a good-sized sardine can! It's
painted red 'n' smoke's comin' out of the front of it.
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