Faded Love. John R. Erickson

Чтение книги онлайн.

      Publication Information

      MAVERICK BOOKS

      Published by Maverick Books, Inc.

      P.O. Box 549, Perryton, TX 79070

      Phone: 806.435.7611

      www.hankthecowdog.com

      First published in the United States of America by Maverick Books, Inc. 1986,

      Texas Monthly Press, 1988, and Gulf Publishing Company, 1990.

      Subsequently published simultaneously by Viking Children’s Books and Puffin Books, members of Penguin Putnam Books for Young Readers, 1999.

      Currently published by Maverick Books, Inc., 2011.

      1 3 5 7 9 10 8 6 4 2

      Copyright © John R. Erickson, 1986, 1989

      All rights reserved

      library of congress cataloging-in-publication data

      Erickson, John R.

      [Hank the Cowdog and faded love]

      Faded love / John R. Erickson ; illustrations by Gerald L. Holmes.

      p. cm. — (Hank the Cowdog ; 5)

      Originally published: Hank the Cowdog and faded love.

      Summary: Hank the Cowdog quits his job as head of ranch security and travels in search of adventure and romance.

      ISBN 0-14-130381-6 (pbk.)

      [1. Dogs—Fiction. 2. West (U.S.)—Fiction. 3. Humorous stories. 4. Mystery and detective stories.] I. Holmes, Gerald L., ill. II. Title. III. Series: Erickson, John R. Hank the Cowdog ; 5.

      [PZ7.E72556Fad] 1999 [Fic]—dc21 98-41855 CIP AC

      Hank the Cowdog® is a registered trademark of John R. Erickson.

      Printed in the United States of America

      Except in the United States of America, this book is sold subject to the condition that it shall not, by way of trade or otherwise, be lent, re-sold, hired out, or otherwise circulated without the publisher’s prior consent in any form of binding or cover other than that in which it is published and without a similar condition including this condition being imposed on the subsequent purchaser.

      Contents

      Chapter One The Case of the Giant Rattlesnake

      Chapter Two The Case Turns Out to Be a Piece of Cake

      Chapter Three On the Road Again

      Chapter Four The Horrible Quicksand Monster

      Chapter Five The Lovely Miss Scamper

      Chapter Six Unexpected Company

      Chapter Seven Rotten Meat

      Chapter Eight Not Just One Brilliant Maneuver, but Several

      Chapter Nine The Case of the Mysterious Dead Horse

      Chapter Ten The Perfume Flunks Out, but All Is Not Lost

      Chapter Eleven Beulah’s Song

      Chapter Twelve The Return of the Giant Rattlesnake

      Chapter One: The Case of the Giant Rattlesnake

      It’s me again, Hank the Cowdog. It was your normal, average, run-of-the-mill spring afternoon on the ranch—until Drover brought the news that Sally May’s baby was being attacked by a giant rattlesnake.

      And suddenly it became un-normal, un-average, and un-run-of-the-mill.

      I was up by the chicken house, as I recall, taking testimony from J. T. Cluck, the head rooster. He had reported “strange sounds in the night.” I had gone up to check it out.

      “All right, J.T., start at the beginning and tell me the whole story.”

      “You want the whole story?” He had a speech inpedamun—whatever you call it when a guy whistles all his S’s. Speech unpedamin.

      “That’s correct. And remember: tiny details are often the most important. And try not to whistle.”

      “All right, Hank. This thing has me worried. Elsa says I worry too much. Only last week she told me . . .”

      “Wait a minute. Is that the beginning?”

      He stared at me and blinked his eyes. “Oh. You want me to start at the beginning, you say?”

      “Let’s try it that way and see how it works.”

      “All right.” He rolled his right wing around in its socket. I took careful note of the movement, knowing that it might turn out to be an important clue. “Derned wing’s been giving me fits.”

      “Hold up. Was it bothering you before you heard the strange noise in the night or after?”

      “Huh? What are you talking about?”

      “Strange noise in the night.”

      “Oh, that. No, has nothing to do with it. This sore wing’s been coming on for six months, maybe a year. Elsa says . . .”

      “Let’s get on with the story.”

      “Okay, here we go.” He closed his eyes and concentrated. Then the eyes popped open. He glanced over his shoulder, leaned toward me, and whispered, “You know what bothers me most about this whole darned thing?”

      “What?”

      “What bothers me most about this whole thing is the way these darned kids act. If you ask me, we’ve raised up a whole generation of ungrateful chickens that don’t know manners. And you want to know what else I think?”

      “No.”

      His beak froze open. “Huh?”

      “No. I didn’t come up here for your latest sermon. Just give me the facts about a strange noise in the night.”

      “Oh. СКАЧАТЬ