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Updated: May 31, 2025
"It's what Lefever and Carpy want." "They running things?" "They think you'd get well full as quick at a hospital." "What do you think?" "I guess you would." "Tired taking care of me?" "Not yet, Abe." "Raining?" "Hell bent." "What's the other noise?" "Thunder; and the river's up."
Doctor Carpy, indeed, promised as much, though he confessed to Laramie that he was partly bluffing. It was, he explained, a question of constitution and nerve and he thought Barb had both. For better care he had him brought to town, and within the same hospital walls that sheltered Doubleday, lay Stone, in even more serious condition.
The feat, it was conceded, would be a stiff one. It was put up to Laramie; he consented, after some wrangling and with misgivings, to try to save the day for his misguided Sleepy Cat friends. The moment consent was assured, his backers hurried away in a body McAlpin as crier, Lefever and Sawdy to raise money, and Carpy to bully Van Horn and Stone and their following.
Lefever between breaths threw the appeal for confirmation across at Laramie who sat moodily listening and trying without success to interest himself in a drink that stood untouched before him. Laramie made no response. "Have it your own way, John," nodded Carpy tolerantly, "have it your own way.
But Carpy insisted he must speak with him and, against protest, took him by way of the back door of the shop over to the back door of the drug store and into the little room behind the prescription case.
"It's on the ground floor," returned Laramie, unmoved. "What will the family be doing while I'm burgling?" "Mrs. Carpy and the girls are in Medicine Bend. The house is empty. When you're through, leave the key in the skull of the skeleton behind the door." Sawdy stared without much enthusiasm at the little key that Laramie passed to him; then he slipped it without comment into his pocket.
"How does he do it, Doc?" whispered McAlpin, craning forward from the background. "Pure, damned nerve," muttered Carpy. "But he does it." They got him into bed. While the doctor was excavating the channel ripped through his shoulder, Laramie said nothing. When, however, he discovered that Kate was missing, he crustily short-circuited Belle's excuses. Words passed.
Their free criticism of the horse-racing and the shooting did not pass unresented and the fact that Tom Stone and his following had most of the Sleepy Cat money while the sun was still high did not tend to temper the acerbity of their remarks. Nothing that the crack shots of the range could do would satisfy either Sawdy or Carpy.
But whatever they say against old Barb, the man ain't livin' that can say a word against his girl not while I'm in hearing. And I'll tell you, you could have knocked me over with a feather when I seen her this afternoon and she bound to ride in that procession behind Abe Hawk." "What do you mean?" asked Lefever. "I mean riding to the graveyard," insisted Carpy.
A way was found to meet Laramie's objection on every point and it only remained to hatch up a scheme for lightening the cattlemen's pockets. With Carpy, Lefever and Sawdy, Laramie sat down apart. An exchange of views took place. Sawdy had in mind something he had once seen Laramie achieve and on this and the possibility of its success the talk centered.
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