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Darned if I don't think I can ride him now!" "I know that horse and he is a good one," agreed Charleton. "Ride the young moose if you can stick on him. You'll need all his wind and limb on this trip!" and Charleton trotted away. It was full starlight that night when Douglas freed his feet from the stirrups before Charleton's door and jumped like lightning from the saddle.
"Is there anybody friendly enough here, if they knew who did this, to tell me?" There was no reply, and Peter said, "I don't think if it was Scott and Charleton working together, they'd confide in anybody!" There was a murmur of assent. Douglas stood, the kind hand still on Johnny's shoulder, drawing long shuddering breaths. "If they hurt my old sky pilot," he said, "God pity 'em, for I sha'n't.
Some of this pious stuff, I suppose!" "No, it's not! It's just common sense. We both plan to spend our lives in this valley. Why fight all the time?" "You can bet I do plan to spend my life in this valley. Neither you nor Charleton can run me out. Lost Chief is as much mine as it is yours. Don't you ever get it into that thick head of yours that you can be Big Chief here.
"Gratus, prudens, pius" are among the words which may be still read from the mutilated inscription, and they appear to have had more justification than the rhetoric of the average epitaph. *Lewis Charleton*, A.D. 1361-1369, was appointed by papal provision.
"Queer the women folks have never fixed this place up a little," said Peter Knight, standing waist-deep in the grave, with John. "Most places I've been, women keep the graves like they would a little garden." Charleton Falkner, resting on a neighboring headstone, smiled sardonically. "Lost Chief women have enough to do without dolling up graves." Cold sweat stood on Doug's forehead.
There was that in Charleton's eyes which caused the two riders to dismount without a word. They heaved him into his saddle and, with his lariat, arranged a sling for his injured ankle. When they had made him as comfortable and secure as possible, Scott said politely: "You don't need two of us, Charleton. I think I'll go after a bear I saw in the raspberry patch beyond the corral."
Little Marion's visiting at Lone Bend. Maybe my wife will think it's too much cooking for two men." But he came back in a little while, smiling cheerfully. "Come on in to breakfast. It's all right." So Douglas settled to riding for Charleton Falkner.
"What's her mother say about her?" "Why, you know Mrs. Falkner isn't back from Mountain City yet. She left before Charleton went out after wild horses," replied Jimmy. "How should I know? I've hardly been off the ranch this summer. I guess I will stop by." Old Johnny cleared his throat. "I was thinking I'd ask John if he'd let me go along up with him and Judith when they went to Mountain City.
He wondered what influence a man like Fowler would have on a girl like Judith. He wondered if Judith would come out with him to call on the preacher. He thought it highly improbable. And then he thought of Peter and what Peter might have said that day had he and not Charleton interrupted Doug and the preacher.
Scott flushed angrily but shrugged his shoulders. Charleton went on, "Of course, Charleton, Jr. won't be able to ride for a month or so but Jimmy Day will help me out in the meantime." "Son smoke yet?" asked Peter. "No; I have to spend so much time doing jury duty on my neighbors, I haven't got round to teaching him. He weighs a big ten pounds, the little devil."
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