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“
Why
,
not
very
much
,
Mr
.
Annixter
,
”
he
replied
,
ignoring
the
belligerency
in
the
young
ranchman
’
s
voice
,
“
but
I
will
have
to
lodge
a
protest
against
you
,
Mr
.
Annixter
,
in
the
matter
of
keeping
your
line
fence
in
repair
.
The
sheep
were
all
over
the
track
last
night
,
this
side
the
Long
Trestle
,
and
I
am
afraid
they
have
seriously
disturbed
our
ballast
along
there
.
We
—
the
railroad
—
can
’
t
fence
along
our
right
of
way
.
The
farmers
have
the
prescriptive
right
of
that
,
so
we
have
to
look
to
you
to
keep
your
fence
in
repair
.
I
am
sorry
,
but
I
shall
have
to
protest
—
—
”
Annixter
returned
to
the
hammock
and
stretched
himself
out
in
it
to
his
full
length
,
remarking
tranquilly
:
“
Go
to
the
devil
!
”
“
It
is
as
much
to
your
interest
as
to
ours
that
the
safety
of
the
public
—
—
”
“
You
heard
what
I
said
.
Go
to
the
devil
!
”
“
That
all
may
show
obstinacy
,
Mr
.
Annixter
,
but
—
—
”
Suddenly
Annixter
jumped
up
again
and
came
to
the
edge
of
the
porch
;
his
face
flamed
scarlet
to
the
roots
of
his
stiff
yellow
hair
.
He
thrust
out
his
jaw
aggressively
,
clenching
his
teeth
.
“
You
,
”
he
vociferated
,
“
I
’
ll
tell
you
what
you
are
.
You
’
re
a
—
a
—
a
PIP
!
”
To
his
mind
it
was
the
last
insult
,
the
most
outrageous
calumny
.
He
had
no
worse
epithet
at
his
command
.
“
—
—
may
show
obstinacy
,
”
pursued
S
.
Behrman
,
bent
upon
finishing
the
phrase
,
“
but
it
don
’
t
show
common
sense
.
”
