A SCURRY COUNTY WOOING
Dad. And we mostly reckons out in Scurry County that we ain't takin' any. What I wanted ain't nothin' to do with law. Some of us out yonder hev been talkin' about you, and we reckoned we'd tell you about it."
Remington pushed his chair back a little, and looked straight at Jack.
"You've been talking about me, eh? Well, there's no charge for talk, Mr. Higginson."
"I ain't so dead sure of that," replied Jack. "I've known big bills for talk, sure's death. But I reckon you're a man that acts fair and haven't no desire to cause trouble."
"That's so," said Remington; "but come to the point."
"The point is," said Jack, "that you air causin' trouble in Scurry County. It's talk around the Crick that you air courtin' Mamie Griggs."
"Miss Griggs!" said Remington.
"Miss Mamie Griggs," said Higginson. "It's talk around the Crick that you air courtin' her, and the boys out thataway
157
