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Joe Bratton and his prisoner rode with little speech between them until they came to those creek bottom roads that crossed at Jake Crabbott's store, and there they found awaiting them, like a squad of cavalry, some eight or ten men who sat with rifles across the bows of their saddles. Aaron Capper and Hump Doane were there in the van, and they rode as an escort of friends.
So Dorothy had stayed anxiously at home. One crisp and frosty morning she went over to Jake Crabbott's store where she found the usual congregation of loungers, and among them was Bas Rowlett leaning idly on the counter. Dorothy made her few purchases and started home, but as she left the store the man upon whom she had declared irreconcilable war strolled out and fell into step at her side.
"Caleb," he said, "through a long lifetime me an' you hev been endurin' friends. We aims ter go on bein', an albeit I'd done sot my hopes on things thet hain't destined ter come ter pass, I wishes these young folks joy." That interview was in the nature of a public announcement, and on the same day at Jake Crabbott's store the conclave discussed it.
"He's mighty welcome," declared the host, heartily. "Dorothy'll look atter him like his own daughter an' see that he gits enjoyed." At Jake Crabbott's store the loungers were in full attendance on the morning after Parish Thornton's ride to Hump Doane's house, and the rumours that found currency there were varied and for the most part inaccurate.
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