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Two men reeled across the street and sat down by me. "Oo-oo!" one gurgled. "Dan's goin' t' kill 'imself 'cause 'is wife's gone," blubbered the other. "Tell 'm not ter, can't ye, matey? Tell 'im' t's 'nough fer one t' die!" "Oo-oo!" bellowed Dan. I walked away in the darkness, but I felt better.
Even when the book is written it can never bring much return in a monetary sense, but success will come in the end, I'll make it come! And when it does, it will belong to you as much as to me. You'll remember that?" "Yes... Thank you, Dan!" The answer came in a breathless gasp. Darsie's big eyes were fixed upon Dan's face in rapt, incredulous gaze.
"Mis' Clark lives there, a mile back from the stage road. Clark's down in Yankton earning money to keep them going. She's alone with her baby holding down the claim." Dan's arm sagged. "We've had women go crazy out here." The whip-stock followed the empty horizon half round the compass to a lighted red square not more than two miles away. "Mis' Carson died in the spring.
Growing tired of staying by himself, Dan thought he would go down to the landing, hoping that he would find a shooting-match going on there, or that a steamer would come in, bringing a stranger or two for him to stare at. The weather was raw and chilly, too, and Dan's bare feet were blue with the cold.
The four sat on quietly, and talked in a lazy, happy way of the present, the future, and the past of what each one hoped to be, and of Dan's career in particular; whether he would go away to school, and where. Aunt Pike came under discussion too, but not with that spirit of bitterness which would have been displayed at home, or before a less satisfying repast.
A laugh rose from the crowd at Morgan's place, which they were nearing rapidly. It was like a mocking comment on Dan's speech. As they came closer they could see money changing hands in all directions. "What'd you do to my hoss?" asked Jim Silent, walking out to meet them. "He hypnotized him," said Hal Purvis, and his lips twisted over yellow teeth into a grin of satisfaction.
Though he knew where he got the cheque as well I know it now, he wouldn't say so, because the dean had said it wasn't so. Somebody ought to write a book about it, indeed they ought." Then he told the whole story of Dan Stringer, and how he had found Dan out, looking at the top of Dan's hat through the little aperture in the wall of the inn parlour.
"Half of the boys wouldn't," said Buck. "The other half is all wrought up over the killings that's been happenin' on the range in the last month. Dan is accused of about an even half of 'em, an' the friends of dead men don't waste no time listenin' to arguments. They say Dan's an outlawed man an' that they're goin' to treat him like one." "Damn them!" groaned Cumberland.
"There's some thruth in what you say, aroon, sure enough," observed Ellish; "an' if his Reverence puts another hundhre to it, why, in the name of goodness, let them go together. If you don't choose that, Docthor, never breathe the subject to me agin. Dan's not an ould man yit, an' has time enough to get wives in plenty."
After that for a while all was still. Then pealed up the clear tuneful melody of Edd's horn, calling off the chase for that day and season. "All over," said R.C. "Are you glad?" "For Old Dan's sake and Tom's and the bears yes," I replied. "Me, too! But I'd never get enough of this country."
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