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Make ther splendid girl yo'r wife, and pervide for her so thet if anything happens she'll be safe agin the petty cares that break women's hearts." Then Sedgwick returned to the Hamlin house, and went straight to Jack's room. Browning greeted him with a smile, and said, "Jim, old pard, it's all right. The marriage goes, even as you planned, and I have found and secured a nest for my bird."
"Now, if the chief means treachery, and has his men there, he can hold us up, get the ransom money, still keep possession of the girl, and there it is." "He might do so; but I hardly believe we need submit to even half a dozen outlaws, where so much is at stake." "I'm with you, Doc, in whatever you say do." "I know that, Pard Harding; but there is another way to look at this affair."
She dismounted and called to Pard, and Pard came to her, stepping warily because of the sorrel and the rope. "Just to save time, will one of you boys go and bring my riding outfit from the stable?" she asked the line at the fence, whereupon the leading man and all the villains started unanimously to perform that slight service, which shows pretty well how Jean stood in their estimation.
"My half share of the claim, of this yer house, you know, one half of all that Dick Bullen calls our rotten starvation property," reiterated Uncle Jim, with a half smile. Uncle Billy laughed. It was a novel idea; it was, of course, "all in the air," like the rest of their game, yet even then he had an odd feeling that he would have liked Dick Bullen to have known it. "Wade in, old pard," he said.
He can run like hell. Most wild hosses fight an' worry themselves, an' quick as they learn to get along on three feet they make the best of it. Some have to be cut loose. Fact is, pard, we've got a mighty fine bunch, an' we're comin' along better'n I expected.... Loose your lasso now, cowboy, for you'll shore need it."
But remember, pard, I am working and scheming and planning to get just what you've got already. You, a kid eight years old, stand right where I'd give all I've got to stand. You'll own your own ranch and your own home. You've got folks that love you not because you hand out the pay envelope on a certain day of the week, but because you belong to them, and they belong to you.
"I'll give you first shot," went on Wade, in his strange, monotonous voice. "Bah! You're lying to me," replied Belllounds, with pale grimace. "You just want me to get a gun in my hand then you'll drop me, and claim an even break." "No. I'm square. You saw me play square with your rustler pard. He was a lifelong enemy of mine. An' a gun-fighter to boot!... Pull your gun an' let drive.
It took some clever riding at considerable risk to spread them. Fine horses were few and far between. "Let's call it off," shouted Pan. "I'm satisfied if you are." "Aw, just one more, pard," implored Blinky. "I've had my eye on a little bay mare with four white feet. She's got a V bar brand, and she's not so wild."
The cod-coo-ee-ee which the ex-cowboy emitted rang through the valley and came back in weird echoes from the crags around. "Now he knows there's some one here looking after him," the stranger explained. "He knows that Old Mose Jackson is right on the job. What might your name be, pard?" he added, turning to Ned. "Nestor," was the reply. "Ned Nestor, of course!" Jackson exclaimed.
"Robbing a bank would be the quickest and easiest," she decided whimsically, as she neared the place where she always sheltered Pard. "But not so ladylike. I guess I'll write a book. It should be something real thrilly, so the people will rush madly to all the bookstores to buy it.
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