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And now the T-Bar-T men "had got him." The storekeeper was not half so surprised as he was grieved. He had had an idea that something like this might happen. It was a cattle country, and Annersley had been the only homesteader within miles of Concho. "I wonder just how much of this the sheriff knows already," he soliloquized. "It's mighty tough on the kid."
I was ridin' to the Concho to report the shootin' of Steve Gary to my boss." Houck, who had imagined that White would disclaim any knowledge of the shooting until forced to admit it, took a new tack. "Where's Pete Annersley?" "That's jest what I was wonderin'. Last time I see him he was fannin' it east. I took out after him but I must 'a' missed him." "That'll do to tell the sheriff.
It was hinted that the money might not have been honestly come by in the first place, and sententiously that crime breeds crime, in proof of which, the article went on to say; "the man who had been shot by the police was none other than Pete Annersley, notorious as a gunman in the service of the even more notorious Jim Ewell, of Showdown, or 'The Spider, as he was known to his associates."
"Just a minute, friend," said Annersley as the trader started toward the boy. "I reckon the boy is right but we was talkin' hosses. I'll give you just forty dollars for the hoss and the boy." "Make it fifty and you can take 'em. The kid is no good, anyhow." This was too much for Young Pete.
And gazing down upon these features, so dissimilar in expression, yet so strangely like in their beauty and lofty pride, Barnabas felt his heart leap, because of the long lashes that curled so black against the waxen pallor of the cheek; for in that moment he almost seemed to be back in the green, morning freshness of Annersley Wood, and upon his lips there breathed a name "Cleone."
Do you want me to meet Captain Annersley for you tomorrow?" he switched off to ask. Larry shook his head. "No, I'll meet him myself, thank you. It is my job. I am not going to flunk it. If he is Ruth's husband I am going to be the first to shake hands with him."
Jest give me room and see me split the air! You want to climb the fence when I 'm a-comin'!" "Where did you git that little song?" queried Annersley. "Why why, that's how the fellas shoot her over to the round-up at Magdalena and Flag. Reckon I been there!" "Well, don't you bust ole Apache too hard, son. He's a mighty forgivin' hoss but he's got feelin's." "Huh! You're a-joshin' me agin.
And if she went what could she do? What use was she anyway but to be a trouble and a burden to everybody? It would have been better, much better, if Larry had left her to die in the wreck. Why didn't Geoffrey Annersley come and get her, if there was a Geoffrey Annersley? She knew she would hate him, but she wished he would come for all that.
"And what were you doing in Annersley Wood?" "I bore a message, sir, for the lady." "Ah!" said Barnabas, "the lady yes." "Who lay watching you, also." "No," said Barnabas, "the lady was unconscious." "Yet recovered sufficiently to adjust her habit, and to watch you knock him down." "Hum!" said Barnabas, and was silent a while. "Have you heard such a name as Chichester?" he inquired suddenly.
Incidently he gleaned a living by hard work and thrift. His homestead embraced the only water for miles in any direction, water that the upland cattlemen had used from time immemorial. When Annersley fenced this water he did a most natural and necessary thing.
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