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"By gosh, one's enough for us," declared Blinky. "Then we can shake this gold-claim country where they steal your empty tin cans an' broken shovels." "One haul will do me, too," agreed Pan. "Then Arizona for me." "Ah-uh!... Pan, how aboot this gurl?" Briefly then Pan told his story, and the situation as it looked to him at the moment. The response of these cowboys was what he had expected.
"Hardman's men rode in to Marco this morning," replied Wiggate, coldly. "Ah-uh! And they told a cock-and-bull story about what happened out here!" flashed Pan hotly. "It placed you in a bad light, young man." "I reckon. Well, if you or any of your outfit or anybody else calls me a horse thief he wants to go for his gun. Do you understand that?"
They're too darned busy now workin', gettin' on their feet." "Ah-uh. I savvy. I reckon you're giving me a hunch that in your private opinion Matthews isn't exactly straight where some interests are concerned. Hardman's for instance. I've run across that sort of deal in half a dozen towns." "You got me," replied Brown, soberly. "But please regard that as my confidential opinion.
"Ah-uh!" was all the reply Pan vouchsafed, as he walked away. He did not like to be reminded of Dick. It sent an electric spark to the deep-seated smoldering mine in his breast. When springtime came Pan joined the roundup in earnest, for part of the cattle and outfit now belonged to his father. Out on the range the forty riders waited for the wagons.
I heard he'd fetched a girl here from Frisco." "Ah-uh! Well, that's enough about my old schoolmate, thank you," rejoined Pan. "Tell me, Brown, what's this Marco town anyway?" "Well, it's both old an' new," replied the other. "That's about all, I reckon. Findin' gold an' silver out in the hills has made a boom this last year or so. That's what fetched me.
"It's a small world.... Now tell me, Brown, have you seen or heard anything of my dad, Bill Smith?" "No, sorry to say. But I haven't mingled much. Been layin' pretty low, because the fact is I think I've struck a rich claim. An' it's made me cautious." "Ah-uh. Pretty wide open town, I'll bet. I appreciate your confidence in me."
"Why did Dad go?" asked Pan in wonder. "Reckon I couldn't say fer sure. But he was sore at Hardman, an' the funny thing is he wasn't sore till some time after Hardman left these parts. Mebbe he learned somethin'. An' you can learn whatever it was if you hunt up them ranchers who once got stung by Hardman." "Ah-uh!" muttered Pan, thoughtfully. "Don't know as I care to learn.
"Blinky, trapping these wild horses and handling them are two different things," remarked Pan thoughtfully. "Reckon I'll have to pass the buck to you." "Wal, pard, I'm shore there. We'll chase all the hosses into the big corral. Then we'll pick out one at a time, an' if we cain't rope him without scarin' the bunch too bad we'll chase him into the small corral." "Ah-uh! All right.
"Hardman, you say you you married my this girl?" rasped out Pan, choking over his words as if they were poison, unable to speak of Lucy as he had thought of her all his life. "Yes I married her." "Who married you?" "A parson from Salt Lake. Matthews got him here." "Ah-uh! Matthews. How did you force her?" "I swear to God she was willing," went on Hardman. "Her father wanted her to." "What?
Pan sat crouched on the platform, haggard and sullen, with face, shirt, hands all bloody. "Ah-uh! Reckon you've been fightin' like a cowboy for shore this time," said Pan's father in his matter of fact way. "Stand up. Let's look at you.... Jim, take a look at that lad on the floor." While Pan painfully endeavored to get up, Blake knelt beside Dick.
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