Posted by She Who Tracks La Longue Carabine on February 28, 2000 at 12:02:46:
Hello, Miss Marcia. I came up to tell ye how sorry I am that Hector was part o' that crew that run through yer house the other night. That fool hound come slinkin' back to the cabin this mornin', and I gave him a real stern talkin' to about his manners. He's feelin' sore ashamed about it - curled up in the corner by the fireplace right now with his tail wrapped around his nose, and I don't guess he's gonna be comin' in society for some time. Howsever, I took him out back o' the cabin, and he nosed out this basket o' wild turkey eggs for ye, so's to replace some o' them eggs as ye lost by bein broke all over yer kitchen. Hope these'll hold ye 'til yer hens can lay some more for ye. Hector sends his sorries to ye, and hopes ye'll forgive him. And though I don't guess it's as fancy as yer Dresden teacup ye heaved at the Sheriff, here's a mug I whittled for ye out o' a good solid piece o' branch. It's got a little heart carved into the side for ye, with a X and a O right under it. Not awful fancy, but I guess ye know my heart's right, and Hector's as well.
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