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An' always Yaqui watchin' the west, an' Laddy with his checkers, an' Mercedes burnin' up, wastin' away to nothin' but eyes! It's all there I'll never get rid " "Chop that kind of talk," interrupted Belding, bluntly. "Tell us where Yaqui took you what happened to Rojas why you seemed lost for so long."
But Nell grew not only solicitously, but now strangely, entreatingly earnest in her importunities to Belding not to insult or lay a hand on Chase. This had bound Belding so far; it had made him think and watch. He had never been a man to interfere with his women folk. They could do as they liked, and usually that pleased him.
The tone was one of utter incredulity. At that the young man felt curiously truculent. Elsie was only seventeen, while Clark was certainly not less than thirty-five. Then the latter reappeared, rubbing his chilled fingers. "The piano is too stiff with cold to talk. By the way, Worden was talking about the bishop. What bishop?" Belding told him what he knew. "He's an Irishman and a fine man.
In moments of hazard, of uncertainty, Lash and Gale, even Belding, unconsciously looked to the ranger. He had that kind of power. The first thing Ladd asked was to have the store of food that remained spread out upon a tarpaulin. Assuredly, it was a slender enough supply. The ranger stood for long moments gazing down at it.
Aren't they wonderful?" she said, after a long pause. "Perhaps I don't often think of them that way, though." "What a difference in two years!" "I suppose so." Belding was tired and he didn't want to talk shop. "I met Mr. Clark again, and he was charming." "Was he?" She laughed. "I gathered from you at the garden party that he was a woman hater." "Did I say that?"
I've changed many business plans to suit your whims. There are rough times ahead, maybe. I need men. I'll hire this chap Gale if he'll stay. Let Nell take her chance with him, just as she'll have to take chances with men when we get out of the desert. She'll be all the better for it." "I hope Laddy's not mistaken in his opinion of this newcomer," replied Mrs. Belding, with a sigh of resignation.
Belding cast a strange, intent glance upon Nell, then turn and go silently through the patio. Dick concluded his talk, but the brilliant beginning was not sustained. Dick was haunted by the strange expression he had caught on Mrs. Belding's face, especially the look in her eyes. It had been one of repressed pain liberated in a flash of certainty.
But she must have seen or divined what was beyond the others, for she offered him her trembling hand. Yaqui took it and laid it against his body in a strange motion, and bowed his head. Then he stepped back into the shadow of the room. Belding went outdoors while the rangers took up their former position at the west window.
Farnham looked from her to the flower, and back again, gazing on both with equal safety, for the one was as unconscious of his admiring glances as the other. Suddenly, the sound of bells floated in from the neighboring street, and both of the ladies started. "No, don't you go," said Mrs. Belding to her daughter.
"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!
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