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Word had drifted over the mountains that the Pacific division of the construction was already in Utah. At the camp Colonel Dillon offered Neale an escort of troopers out to Number Ten, but Neale decided he could make better time alone. There had been no late sign of the Indians in that locality and he knew both the road and the trail. Early next morning, mounted on a fast horse, he set out.
He did not give you a chance to ask if he had ever seen Horace Endicott since. Monsignor will not lie for any man. He simply refuses to answer on the ground that his position will not permit it. You will never see the priest again on this matter. Arthur Dillon will bid you stand off. Well, you see what my instinct is now!
Dillon shivered with agony and terror, while the sounds of this appalling voice sunk into his inmost soul; but as the gloom of the night, the secret ravines of the cliffs, and the turbulence of the ocean flashed across his imagination, he again yielded to a dread of the horrors to which he should be exposed, in encountering them at the mercy of his powerful enemy, and he continued his solicitations: "Hear me, once more hear me Miss Howard, I beseech you, hear me!
Well, I would go back to Cincinnati when they left in the morning. . . . "Can't we have you for a week at Thistle Ridge?" Mrs. Dillon stood looking up at me. "Why, that's very kind " I stammered. "The north pasture is a wilderness this year, the loaf of bread, the jug of wine and the bough are waiting. You can, of course, furnish your own verses."
Like a certain personage, you are not so black and blue as you are painted. Dillon will put you on your pins again in two to three weeks, if you will only have patience and follow his counsels. Did you get my note of last Wednesday? I was greatly troubled when I heard of the accident. I can imagine how tranquil and saintly you are with your leg in a trough!
The lady, impressed, evidently felt a lack of something when Curran refused his interest and his concurrence to the description. "What do you wish me to do?" said she. "To see this Dillon and to study him, as one would a problem. The man's been playing this part, living it indeed, nearly five years. Can any one expect that the first glance will pierce his disguise?
But others, more thoughtful and correct, mourned over the escape of the military, which was only to be justified on the ground that the incongruous force around the feeble barricades, would be unequal to the task. It is a singular thing that while Captain Longmore utterly despaired of forcing his way, Mr. Dillon was fully conscious of his inability to resist him.
"I think his head is to the northward, and that he is steering off the wind," returned the Pilot, in a musing manner, "If that Dillon succeeded in getting his express far enough along the coast, the alarm has been spread, and we must be wary.
An' if she needs the troop doctor we can fetch him to my place." "But the Sioux?" "Wal, she'd be safer with me. The Injuns an' me are friends." "All right. Good. But you ride after the troops, anyhow, and tell Dillon about the girl that we're going to your cabin." Slingerland galloped away after the dust cloud down the trail. Neale gazed strangely down at the face of the girl he had rescued.
The seed he had scattered might have fallen among the rocks and the thorns, but he was willing to make a small bet with himself that some of it had lit on good ground and would bear fruit. The bunkhouse of the Slash Lazy D received Bob Dillon gravely and with chill civility.
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