“Marmie was an old Blue Tick hound Bertha used to have that that child played with when she was young. Unfortunately for all, Loomis didn’t know that Marmie’s buried under that old honeysuckle and I reckon that old’ cow and mule remember too, the way they’s protesting.” Clem advised everyone.
“Well I just couldn’t let that happen and I got riled. I figured maybe if it was the sheriff trying to throw you off the land I would distract them and give you a chance to escape his deputy. Who is that anyway?” the little hellion said pointing at Crick.
“Why don’t he have on a cowboy hat?” the little darling declared.
“They don’t fit my head..” Crick started to say before Clem bumped him and explained they were not police and that it was best to explain things nicely to the girl because she was g
