"No," said Joey after a long time, "he won't even ask 'er, 'Ow can he,
feeling as he does about hisself? You see, he says he's going to be
'anged some day afore he gets through. He's that positive about it I
can't talk 'im out of the idee. He says it won't do no good to reform
if he's sure to be 'ung in the end. He says it's destiny, wotever that
is."
He got up and strolled away, saying it was time to dress for the
performance, adding lugubriously that there'd be more people in the
band-stand than there'd be in the "blues."
When the night's performance was over, Thomas Braddock came back to
announce to the performers that they would have to travel by wagon
from that time on, unless they chose to pay their own railroad fare.
"What's good enough for me and my wife and daughter is good enough for
the rest of you, I reckon," he said. "We travel by wagon to-night.
Mary, you and Christie take the car of Juggernaut. You can take
anybody else in with you that you like. I've noticed you don't want me
around any more. Maybe you'll take this Jacky boy in with you."
He left the tent, laughing boisterously.
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