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Then, after a pause, he added, half to himself perhaps more than to her: "And, now that I come to think about it, it seems that Sanderson once said something to me that was similar. "Then Mr. Sanderson is a wise and thoughtful man, and a safe man," she quickly took up, "if he said that."
The Double A would be right near there in the foothills. Looks easy, don't it? But I reckon we'll have to hump ourselves to get there by feedin' time, this noon, eh?" A little later, Streak having rested, Sanderson mounted and rode forward, toward the peak of a majestic mountain that loomed far above them.
All the officers and adherents of his royal highness had joined the opposition; and he himself on this occasion sat in the gallery, to hear the debate on such an important transaction. Sir Thomas Sanderson observed, that the Spaniards by the convention, instead of giving us reparation, had obliged us to give them a general release.
Sanderson, of Davenant's company, at Lincoln's Inn Fields, is erroneous: and indeed the name of the first English actress is as much unknown as the name of the first Portia. When Macklin restored Shakespeare's Merchant of Venice to the stage it is not likely that the character of Portia was dwarfed, for its representative then was Kitty Clive, and that actress was a person of strong will.
The tempter sneered, his body stiffening. "He ain't, eh?" he grinned, insolently. "I reckon you don't know him; he likes whisky as a fish likes water." Several men in the vicinity guffawed loudly. Owen was drunk. His hair was rumpled, his face was flushed, and his eyes were bleared and wide with an unreasoning, belligerent light as he got up, swaying unsteadily, and looked at Sanderson.
Don't take any chances!" Sanderson ordered the man to step out. He did so, gingerly, as though he expected to be shot. When he was in plain view of Sanderson's men, Sanderson ordered him to descend the slope and stand beside a huge rock ledge. He watched while the man descended; then he called to the others: "Step up an' take your medicine! One at a time! Guns first. Williams!" he called.
In another moment he would head into the body of Sue's mount with an awful impact! "Frances!" Pratt Sanderson fairly shrieked the ranch girl's name. He could do nothing to save Sue Latrop himself, nor could the other visitors from Amarillo. Silent Sam and his men were too far away. If with anybody, it lay with Frances Rugley to save the Boston girl.
"Come on den les go," he answered, and drove off. They passed through Olustee, then Sanderson, Macclenny and finally Baldwin. It was raining and they were about 20 miles from their destination, Jacksonville, but they drove on. They reached Jacksonville and were taken to a house that stood on Liberty street, near Adams. White people had been living there but had left before the Northern advance.
"You are not sorry for what we did at the Sanderson house, are you?" "Not in the least. What we should have done was to give those chaps a sound thrashing." "They seem to have a number of friends here. Probably they will do all they can to make life at this college miserable for us." "Well, if they do too much, I reckon we can do something too."
He followed the banker, saw him enter the front door of the bank building, and a few minutes later he was sitting opposite Maison at a table in the banker's private room. Maison was short and pudgy, short of breath, with a pasty complexion. "Will Bransford, eh?" he said, looking sharply at Sanderson over the table. "H'm. You don't look much like your father."
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