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He had seen how Strom Rogers had watched him with awed respect; he had seen approval in Rogers' eyes when they had exchanged glances in Lamo; and he had heard men in the group in front of the sheriff's office speaking of him in awed whispers. He had never been affected by that sort of adulation in Lamo or in the days that preceded his visit to the town.
The rider's eyes quickened. "Where did you meet up with that scum?" He indicated Dolver. "In town." "Lamo?" The man nodded. "How long ago?" asked the rider. "'Bout a week." The man's voice was hoarse; he seemed reluctant to talk more, and he cast furtive, dreading glances toward the base of the rock where Dolver had stood before the rider had surprised the men.
That's why I went to Lamo when I had no call to go there an' that's why I brought Deveny to a show-down in front of you. "There's somethin' goin' on around here that ain't showin' on the surface somethin' that's hidden an' sneakin'. You heard some of them guys in Lamo gassin' about the 'Chief' bein' one of the three that sent your dad over the Divide.
It was late in the afternoon when she reached Lamo; and she had gone directly to the Eating-House, where she had passed another restless night spending most of her time sitting at the window, where she was at this minute. Of course it was a three-day trip to Pardo, and she had no reason to expect Morgan to return until the end of the sixth day, at the very earliest.
To Barbara Morgan, seated at one of the east windows of the Lamo Eating-House in the second story, where she could look far out into the desert the contrast between the vivid color westward and the dun and dead flatness eastward, was startling.
An' there's more of them almost as bad. "They watch every trail that runs from the Rancho Seco to to anywhere. If I ride north there's someone watchin' me. If I ride south there's a man on my trail. If I go east or west I run into a man or two who's takin' interest in me. When I go to Lamo, there'll be half a dozen men strike town about the same time.
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