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"Bonita's your wife!" ejaculated Stillwell. "Sure. We've been married for months," replied Danny, happily. "Gene Stewart did it. Good old Gene, he's hell on marryin'. I guess maybe I haven't come to pay him up for all he's done for me! You see, I've been in love with Bonita for two years. An' Gene you know, Bill, what a way Gene has with girls he was well, he was tryin' to get Bonita to have me."
Simms, compressing his lips tightly together. "We're forewarned this time." "Have you any suggestions, Mr. Simms? I must be getting back to the ranch if this is in the wind?" "Yes. Let no one outside of our own men, know that we suspect, unless it be Stillwell and you are sure you can trust him " "There's no doubt of it."
He was drunk, or he couldn't hev treated old Bill like thet!" Madeline was stirred with an anger toward the brutal cowboy that was as strong as her sorrow for the loyal old cattleman. And it was when Stillwell gave up that she resolved to take a hand.
"Wal, I reckon it's my old roan," said Stillwell, shading his eyes with his hand. "Bill, if that isn't Stewart's horse my eyes are going back on me," replied Al. "It's not the color or shape the distance is too far to judge by that. It's the motion the swing." "Al, mebbe you're right. But they ain't no rider up on thet hoss. Flo, fetch my glass."
"Majesty, here's where you get the real thing," he announced, merrily. "We're rushing you off, I'm sorry to say; but we must hustle back to the ranch. The fall round-up begins to-morrow. You will ride in the buck-board with Florence and Stillwell. I'll ride on ahead with the boys and fix up a little for you at the ranch. Your baggage will follow, but won't get there till to-morrow sometime.
Thereupon the adjutant commanded, "Commanding officers of companies, to the front and center, march!" I was completely taken by surprise by this command, and for a second or two stood, dazed and uncertain. But two or three of the boys spoke up at once and said, "You're our commanding officer, Stillwell; go!" The situation by this time had also dawned on me, so I promptly obeyed the command.
As to the Indians, the passing of Roman Nose had broken their fighting spirit; and now it was a mere matter of letting us run to the end of our tether and then well, Jean had hinted what would happen. On the third night two more scouts left us. It seemed an eternity since Stillwell and his comrade had started from the camp.
But managin' them now is beyond me. When cowboys begin to play thet game gol-lof an' run off with French maids I reckon Bill Stillwell has got to resign." "Stillwell! Oh, you will not leave me? What in the world would I do?" exclaimed Madeline, in great anxiety. "Wal, I sure won't leave you, Miss Majesty. No, I never'll do thet.
I mean, what is he exactly?" "Mr. Stillwell? Oh, he is the son of his father, the biggest merchant in Blackwater. Oh, lovely! Beautiful return! Jack is simply away above his form! And something of a merchant and financier on his own account, to be quite fair. Making money fast and using it wisely. But I'm not going to talk about him. You see a lot of him about the Rectory, don't you?"
Let it suffice that we appear to have given you an exposition of fairly respectable tennis. I am quite done." "A great win, Jack," said Adrien, offering her hand in congratulation. "All flukes count, eh, Maitland?" laughed Stillwell, unable in spite of his laugh to keep the bite out of his voice. "Fluke?" exclaimed the Englishman in a slow drawling voice.
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