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"Dad, there's another Rojas round these diggings," was Nell's remark, after the greetings were over and the usual questions and answers passed. Belding's exclamation was cut short by Nell's laugh. She was serious with a kind of amused contempt. "Mr. Radford Chase!" "Now Nell, what the " roared Belding. "Hush, Dad! Don't swear," interrupted Nell. "I only meant to tease you." "Humph!
Belding's kindly interest, Laddy's blunt and sincere cowboy eulogy, the girl's sweet eagerness and praise these warmed Gale's heart. He had fallen among simple people, into whose lives the advent of an unknown man was welcome. He found himself in a singularly agitated mood.
Waves and scarfs and wreaths of heat smoked up from the sand. Mercedes reeled in her saddle. Thorne bade her drink, bathed her face, supported her, and then gave way to Ladd, who took the girl with him on Torre's broad back. Yaqui's unflagging purpose and iron arm were bitter and hateful to the proud and haughty spirit of Blanco Diablo. For once Belding's great white devil had met his master.
Still, though Mrs. Belding's hair was snow-white, she did not impress him as being old. He reflected that there might come a time when it would be desirable, far beyond any ground of every-day friendly kindliness, to have Mrs. Belding be well disposed toward him. So he thought about her, and pondered how to make her like him. It did not take very long for Dick to discover that he liked her.
At that he fell into a reverie which ended with the pressing of a button that flashed a small red light on Belding's desk. A moment later he glanced keenly at his chief engineer. "Belding, you have done railway work. What does a standard gauge road cost in this country?" "Where is the road to be built?" Belding displayed no surprise.
Evidently all the border hawks were in at the picking of Casita. The February nights were cold, with a dry, icy, penetrating coldness that made a warm fire most comfortable. Belding's household usually congregated in the sitting-room, where burning mesquite logs crackled in the open fireplace. Belding's one passion besides horses was the game of checkers, and he was always wanting to play.
Isn't she quick on her feet?" "Grace is such a reckless child," complained the lady on Mrs. Belding's other side. "She's her father all over again and he's got the quickest temper of any man I ever saw. Gets over it right away, you know; but it's a trial to have a man get mad because the coffee's muddy of a morning." "Oh, I know all about that," sighed the fleshy lady, windily.
On one occasion, a few days before the opening ceremony, the engineer was watching a mason laying the machicolated coping on the tower when the trowel slipped and dropped forty feet to the ground. Instantly there arose a stream of profanity from the top of that sacred edifice. Came a chuckle at Belding's shoulder.
"Aw, I didn't mean to insult you, boys, don't mistake me," said Belding. "Course he's all right." The object of this conversation lay quiet upon his bed, thrilling and amazed at being so championed by the cowboys, delighted with Belding's idea of employing him, and much amused with the quaint seriousness of the three. "How's the young man?" called a woman's voice.
Now make me that map, and," he concluded with a provocative drawl, "don't forget how fortunate it is for you and me that water runs down hill." Belding's mind was in a whirl. "There's one other thing," he said, "I've promised to build a cathedral for the bishop. Peterson has given the stone and " "I told him to," broke in Clark; "couldn't you guess that? He spoke to me about it.
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