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On a night when she sat on the porch of the Bar B ranchhouse she had looked toward Manti, thrilled over a pretty mental fancy. She had thought it all a game wondrous, joyous, progressive. She had neglected to associate justice with it then the inexorable rule of fairness under which every player of the game must bow.
After a critical survey of Manti and vicinity, J. C. had climbed aboard his private car to be whisked to New York, where he reported to his Board of Directors that Manti would one day be one of the greatest commercial centers of the West.
The rest is layin' low somewhere, most likely. Watch out they don't get you! I ain't seen 'em run off, yet!" "How did it happen?" "I ain't got it clear in my head, yet. Just happened, I reckon. The Judge was settin' on the ledge just in front of the dobie house you had him in. I was moseyin' along the edge, tryin' to figger out what a light in the sky off towards Manti meant.
Now Moroni, leaving a part of his army in the land of Jershon, lest by any means a part of the Lamanites should come into that land and take possession of the city, took the remaining part of his army and marched over into the land of Manti.
But then, a man told his questioner, Corrigan claimed Trevison had choked the banker to death. He could believe both claims, or neither. So far as the man himself was concerned, he was not going to commit himself. But if Trevison had done the job, he'd done it well. The seekers after information rode out of Manti on the run.
And thus it came to pass, that by this stratagem we did take possession of the city of Manti without the shedding of blood. And it came to pass that when the armies of the Lamanites did arrive near the city, and saw that we were prepared to meet them, they were astonished exceedingly and struck with great fear, insomuch that they did flee into the wilderness.
But a greater passion than he felt for the Judge or Corrigan tugged at him as he urged the big black over the plains toward the twinkling lights of Manti a fierce exultation which centered around Rosalind Benham. She had duped him, betrayed him to his enemy, had played with him but she had lost! Yet the thought of his coming victory over her was poignantly unsatisfying.
That they tried to get into the safe would seem to indicate that they thought there was money there Manti has many strangers who would not hesitate at robbery." "They didn't get into the safe, then?" "I haven't looked inside nothing seems to be disturbed, as it would were the men safe-blowers.
Her traveling suit spoke eloquently of that personal quality which a language, seeking new and expressive phrases describes as "class." It fitted her smoothly, tightly, revealing certain lines of her graceful figure that made various citizens of Manti gasp. "Looks like she'd been poured into it," remarked an interested lounger.
Agatha watched for one startled instant, and then she was in Rosalind's room, leaning over the bed, shaking her. The girl got up, dressed in her night clothes, and together they stood at one of the windows in the girl's room, watching. The fierce white center of the fire seemed to expand. "It's a fire in Manti!" said the girl. "See! Another building has caught! Oh, I do hope they can put it out!"
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