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They did not all use the napkins, but they enjoyed having them there beside their plates, and the subdued light, the freedom from insects impressed them almost to decorum. They entered with awe, avid for a word with "Lize Wetherford's girl." Generally they failed of so much as a glance at her, for she kept away from the dining-room at meal-time.
They're breaking in " She started to leave the room. Lee stopped her. "Where are you going?" "To help Ross. Here!" She thrust the handle of a smaller weapon into Lee's hand. "Ed Wetherford's girl ought to be able to take care of herself. Come on!" With a most unheroic horror benumbing her limbs, Lee followed her mother through the hall.
It represents the feeling of many cattle-men in everything but the extra horror of its execution. That was the work of drunken, infuriated men. But I am more deeply concerned over Miss Wetherford's distress. Did she reach you by telephone to-night?" "No. What's the trouble?" "Her mother is down again.
On the physical side the plainsman, the cowboy, the poacher, are all admirable, but Cavanagh went far beyond their physical hardihood. He dreamed, as he rode, of his responsibilities. The care of the poor Basque shepherd he had accepted as a matter of routine without Wetherford's revelation of himself, which complicated an exceedingly pitiful case.
I've been asking myself that question all day to-day." "This playin' game warden has some outs, too. That was a wild crowd last night. The town is the same old hell-hole it was when I knew it years ago. Fine girl of Lize Wetherford's. She blocked me all right." He smiled wanly. "I certainly was on my way to the green timber when she put the bars up."
He carried with him, also, a final disturbing glimpse of Eliza Wetherford's girl that did indeed threaten his peace of mind. There was an involuntary appeal, a wistful depth, to her glance which awakened in him an indignant pity, and also blew into flame something not so creditable something which smoldered beneath his conscious will.
He wondered what the forces might be which had brought such a daughter to this sloven, this virago. To see a maid of this delicate bloom thrust into such a place as Lize Wetherford's "hotel" had the reputation of being roused indignation. "When did you reach town?" he asked, and into his voice his admiration crept. "Only last night." "You find great changes here?" "Not so great as in my mother.
"Till next time," he said, "good luck!" She watched him go with a feeling of pain as if in his going she were losing her best friend and most valiant protector. Lee Virginia's efforts to refine the little hotel produced an amazing change in Eliza Wetherford's affairs.
Then, seeing that Wetherford was really in earnest, he added: "You can stay with me as long as you wish. Perhaps in time you might be able to work into the service as a guard, although the chief is getting more and more insistent on real foresters." There were tears in Wetherford's eyes as he said: "You cannot realize what this clean, warm uniform means to me.
As he stood there at Lize Wetherford's door, and his mind went back over her brave deed, which had gone far to atone for her vulgarity, his respect for her deepened. Her resolute insistence upon law showed a complete change of front. "There is more good in her than I thought," he admitted, and it gave him pleasure, for it made Lee Virginia's character just that much more dependable.
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