Outing . kin the tiger. Youd have thought a wooden Indianwould have got wise, but me—I had itset too hard in my nut what Northskind was—his mother and his sisters thatId seen the pictures of—and what thegirls kind was. So that it come to mehard an straight one evenin in my roomwhen North, sittin on the edge of thebed an swingin one foot while he un-laced the boot on the other, says, verycasual an quiet: Billy, I want thatgirl! THE GIRL AT HUGHIES 469 What girl? I asks, knowin allalong, for I wasnt that much of a fool,but kinda sparrin for time, the way youwill when vour breaths flattened out o
Outing . kin the tiger. Youd have thought a wooden Indianwould have got wise, but me—I had itset too hard in my nut what Northskind was—his mother and his sisters thatId seen the pictures of—and what thegirls kind was. So that it come to mehard an straight one evenin in my roomwhen North, sittin on the edge of thebed an swingin one foot while he un-laced the boot on the other, says, verycasual an quiet: Billy, I want thatgirl! THE GIRL AT HUGHIES 469 What girl? I asks, knowin allalong, for I wasnt that much of a fool,but kinda sparrin for time, the way youwill when vour breaths flattened out o dont know but one, says he,grinnin—the girl at Hughies. Well, take her then, I snapped at time had come for Jimmy to choose be-tween his sweetheart an his friend—anI wanted Jimmy. But I had once in awhile suspected that Jimmy suspectedthe fool slushiness of the heart under mybristles. An after awhile his hand slidacross to my knee, an—Billy, he said,I was curious to know what my friends. AILEEN TRIED TO GET HIM TO CHUCK THE PLACE, BUT IT WAS THE SAMETHING EACH TIME WHEN I NEEDNT GO ALONE, HED SAY him, sore with the lad, an with myselftoo for bein such a blind bat. It was my tone, an not the words Isuppose—I was a rough youngster, as Isaid—that made Jimmys eyes take onthe sort of nasty, black look theyd getbefore he knocked a man down. You dont understand, I guess, hesays. I want her to be good enough tome to marry me. Then, damn it all, I snaps again,talk to her about it. She aint mine. He didnt say anjthing for a longtime then, ^ an I didnt look at him—sort of scared myself. For I knew the would do when they heard. Will it bethis way with them all, I wonder? AnI could see how much he was hurt. Oh, Jimmy North, I told himthen, if I could Id keep you from do-in this thing. But since I cant, whygo ahead an count me in. Whats goodenough for you is just as good for me, Ireckon. Have you spoken to Aileenyet? Not yet, he answers. An I dontknow what the feelin
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