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"They got the Judge, 'Brand' they run him off, with my cayuse!" "Who got him?" "I ain't reckonin' to know. Some of Corrigan's scum, most likely I didn't see 'em close." "How long ago?" "Not a hell of a while. Mebbe fifteen or twenty minutes. I been missin' a lot of time, I reckon. Can't have been long, though." "Which way did they go?" "Off towards Manti. Two of 'em took him.
"That it's my land; that I'm going to take it away from Trevison, father or no father. I'm going to break him. That's what I mean!" Corrigan's big hands were clenched on the arms of his chair; his eyes gleamed balefully in the semi-darkness. J. C. felt a tremor of awed admiration for him. He laughed, nervously. "Well," he said, "if you think you can handle it "
"I've kidded him about women before, and he never got sore. He must be in love!" Riding through a saccaton basin, the green-brown tips so high that they caught at their stirrups as they rode slowly along; a white, smiling sky above them and Blakeley's still three miles away, Miss Benham and Trevison were chatting gayly at the instant the banker had received Corrigan's blow.
Corrigan's took his deputies out, trailin' Trevison, chargin' him with murderin' Braman, when his real purpose is to get his claws on that record! Trevison's been fightin' our fight for us, an' we've stood around like a lot of gillies, lettin' him do it!
I don't believe for a minute that your father is concerned in Corrigan's schemes if there are schemes. But it won't do any harm to learn what your father thinks about it. My dear " she stepped to the girl and placed an arm around her waist " last night as I watched Trevison, he reminded me of a a very dear friend that I once knew. I saw the wreck of my own romance, my dear.
After some preliminary chat, "Well Shane," said Andy Morrow, addressing Shane Fadh, "will you give us an account of your wedding? I'm tould it was the greatest let-out that ever was in the country, before or since." "And you may say that, Mr. Morrow," said Shane, "I was at many a wedding myself, but never at the likes of my own, barring Tim Lannigan's, that married Father Corrigan's niece."
"His land is included in that of the Midland grant. He shall be treated like the others. If that is your only objection " "It isn't," said Benham. "I have discovered that 'Brand' Trevison is really Trevison Brandon, the disgraced son of Orrin Brandon, the millionaire." The darkness hid Corrigan's ugly pout. "How did you discover that?" he said, coolly, after a little.
She had fought against that, for it was a tacit admission that her father was in some way connected with Corrigan's scheme, but she admitted it finally, with a pulse of repugnance, and when she placed Levins' story on the mental balance, with the knowledge that she had seen the record which seemed to prove the contention of fraud in the land transaction, the evidence favored Trevison overwhelmingly.
But now he followed Corrigan's lead and threw his hat from him. Then he crouched and faced Corrigan. They circled cautiously, Trevison's spurs jingling musically. Then Trevison went in swiftly, jabbing with his left, throwing off Corrigan's vicious counter with the elbow, and ripping his right upward. The fist met Corrigan's arm as the latter blocked, and the shock forced both men back a step.
He knew it was conscience only that. And yet Corrigan's ominous silence continued. And now he caught his breath with a shuddering gasp, for he saw Corrigan's face reflected in the glass, looking over his shoulder a mirthless smirk on it, the eyes cold, and dancing with a merciless and cunning purpose. While he watched, he saw Corrigan's lips open: "Where's the board telephone, Braman?"
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