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Bunkhouse, feed store, and storage room, blacksmith shop, cookhouse, stables, main house, the quarters for the married men and their families—all arranged to enclose a patio into which choice stock could be herded at the time of an attack, with a curbed well in the center. The roofs of all the buildings were flat, with loopholed parapets to be manned at need.
For both men had seen that Latimer had left his friends at the stable door and was coming slowly toward the bunkhouse. "You'll have to be slick," warned Rogers. "He's comin'. I'll be moseyin' out of the way." He moved slowly from the bench, passed the group of card-players, and walked to the ranchhouse, where he hung the cinch buckle on a nail driven into the wall of the building.
But late that night, when the ranchhouse was dark, and a look through one of the windows of the bunkhouse showed Sanderson there were only two men awake and they playing cards sleepily he threw saddle and bridle on Streak and rode away into the inky darkness of the basin.
I must get on now, for I have several things to do before I turn in." Arizona had no more to say. He relapsed into moody silence, and, as they moved away together, Tresler was thankful for the freakish chance that had made this man come to him with his plan before putting it into execution. It was dark now, and as they reached the bunkhouse they parted.
He had certainly looked lonely when Marmaduke and Wienerwurst had found him sitting up there on the hill, and the little boy couldn't help asking, "Don't you ever feel lonely? You haven't any wife, and Mother says she pities a man without chicken or child 'tleast she said something like that and how it wasn't good for a man to live alone an' you do out in your bunkhouse."
It was the exception for him to spend a night in the bunkhouse in that summer weather. So old Whetstone, jaded, scorched, bloody from his own and his master's wounds, was obliged to stand at the gate and whinny for help when he arrived. It was hours afterward that the fence rider opened his eyes and saw Vesta Philbrook, and closed them again, believing it was a delirium of his pain.
If he ain't sloped I reckon you'll see him pretty soon." Leviatt stepped down from the door of the manager's office and strode slowly toward the bunkhouse. On the way he passed several of the men, but he paid no attention to them, his face wearing an evil expression, his eyes glittering venomously.
"They're wise Dade an' Malcolm. Bob, too. Wiser than me. But I'm gettin' sense, an' I'll come pretty close to bein' a man give me time. All I need is a boss. An' if you " "I reckon," said Dade, stretching himself an hour later, "that we'll turn in. That brandin' today, an' that ridin' tonight has bushed me kinda." Malcolm agreed and they stepped to the bunkhouse door.
He put his finger on his lip to silence her, while he closed the bunkhouse door behind him. Then he responded to the inquiry he saw in her eager, troubled face. "He is better, Miss Diane. He will soon be all right," he added, keeping his voice low lest it should reach the man inside. "Can I give him anything for you? Any message?" He glanced significantly from her face to the basket on her arm.
The boy was grateful beyond words, even while he was ashamed that he needed protection. At the bunkhouse Dud's story was a great success. He had a knack of drawling out his climaxes with humorous effect. "An' when I laid that red-hot skillet on the nearest area of Rumpty-Tumpty's geography he ce'tainly went up into the roof like he'd been fired out of a rocket.
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