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She could see the intermittent glow of Red's cigarette, and the glisten of the polished steel in the holster, hung carelessly on his bed-post. Suddenly she was infected by the magnificent extravagance of this western life, this queer jumble of loyalty, pride, poverty, sacrifice, sin, strength, suffering, fortitude and malignity.
A single ray of moonlight lay across the room, hitting squarely the peg in the post above Red's bunk. It lit up the two revolvers hanging in their scabbards and Douglass smiled almost affectionately in the direction of their owner. When Red "packed" that extra gun he was enlisted for the whole war. He went over and looked down kindly upon the stalwart sleeper.
Angela pleaded. Hardy was adamant. "Certainly not! What a stupid request. How did such ideas come into your head?" "But I don't see why " the unremitting Angela started to say. Her father was furious now, and tired of her prattle. He turned to "Red." "Take her out doors, will you?" as though she were a child. "Red's" face gleamed as if a lantern had been lighted behind it.
Katy's steadiness and uniform politeness and sweet temper impressed even those who would have been glad to believe a tale against her, and in short time the affair ceased to be a subject for discussion, was almost forgotten, in fact, except for a sore spot in Katy's heart, and one page in Rose Red's album, upon which, under the date of that fatal day, were written these words, headed by an appalling skull and cross-bones in pen-and-ink:
"Wish I'd gone out the window instead," growled Charley, worming behind Duke, to the latter's prompt displeasure. "You fellers better come down, one at a time," came from below. "Send yore guns down first, too. Red's a blamed good shot." "Hope he croaks," muttered Duke. "That's closer yet!" Tim's hand raised and a flash of fire singed Charley's hair.
"I'd say yes in a minute if I'd not have to take a hand in thet job," replied Pearce, with a hard laugh. "Gulden won't be so easy to kill. He'll pack a gunful of lead. I'll gamble if the gang of us cornered him in this cabin he'd do for most of us before we killed him." "Gul sleep alone, no one knows where," said Handy Oliver. "An' he can't be surprised. Red's correct.
"To blazes with th' law!" whooped Hopalong in Red's ear as he unfastened the cinch of Red's saddle and at the same time stabbing that unfortunate's mount with his spurs, thereby causing a hasty separation of the two.
Thirty seconds after the kick-off Carmine faked a forward pass and started around his own left end and, eluding most of the Cherry Valley team by some of the best dodging that had been seen that season, put the pigskin back on the Red's twenty-four yards. A forward pass, Harris to Edwards, gained eight, and Harris made it first down past left tackle.
"Martha! Take it back! Let somebody die because I was afraid to wait two hours?" "I don't believe anybody would die," insisted Martha. "Somebody could be found. It's just Red's ridiculous craze for surgery. I always said he'd rather operate than eat. Now, it seems he'd rather operate than be "
Carmine slipped past the Red's left end and started on a wide run, looking for a chance to cut in. But advance was blocked thoroughly and he was finally down on his ten-yard line. A plunge by Rollins gained two and Freer got past the right tackle for three more. Then Freer was sent back to his goal line to punt.
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