Snyder remembered one more site in Hollister he urged me to visit.
In all his life Hollister had never gone about consciously looking upon women with a lustful eye.
Reeves and Hollister were in the bunkhouse when Bob entered it just before supper.
"Well, we will see about that afterward," compromised Hollister.
Hollister had two big frying-pans on the stove with lard heating in them.
Hollister had showing a deuce of hearts, a trey of clubs, an ace of spades, and a four of hearts.
Hollister had been silent all morning, contrary to his usual custom.
Some catastrophe had overtaken him, or impended, beside which the ugly matter Hollister laid before him was of no consequence.
Hollister and Reeves decided to try to rejoin their friends.
Hollister would sit in the evening on the low stoop before his cabin and Doris would sit beside him with her hand on his knee.