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On our right, facing Polk, was the distinguished Union General, George H. Thomas, with four divisions of his own corps, the Fourteenth, Johnson's Division of the Twentieth, and Van Cleve's of the Twenty-first Corps.
Luck bull luck straddles his neck. He'll win your gold your hosses an' saddles an' spurs an' guns an' your shirt, if you've nerve enough to bet it." The speaker slapped his cards upon the table while he gazed at Cleve in grieved admiration. Kells walked over to the group and he put his hand on Cleve's shoulder.
But I'll dig a hole as big as a hill!... Wouldn't it be funny if I struck it rich?" "Jim, you're getting the fever." "Joan, if I did happen to run into a gold-pocket there're lots of them found would you marry me?" The tenderness, the timidity, and the yearning in Cleve's voice told Joan as never before how he had hoped and feared and despaired.
It came like a whirlwind, and Van Cleve's lines were scattered like fallen leaves. On came the triumphant enemy in heavy masses, while Van Cleve's disordered horde swept back with it Hazen's supporting regiments. All but one.
Here Courtrey had found them, both in their teens, and he had promptly taken them both along with their scant affairs. It was about the only thing to his credit that he had married Ellen, hard and fast enough, with the offices of a bona fide justice, a matter which he had regretted often enough in the years that followed. It was this knowledge which set the light burning in Cleve's eyes.
"I've no hard feelings.... Pearce, do you want to shake hands or hold that against me?" "He'll shake, of course," said Kells. Pearce extended his hand, but with a bad grace. He was dominated. This affront of Cleve's would rankle in him. "Kells, what do you want with me?" demanded Cleve.
Gulden, however, did not seem to see any humor in his remark. Kells laughed with the rest. Even Cleve's white face relaxed into a semblance of a smile. "That's good. We're getting together," declared Kells. Then he faced Cleve, all about him expressive of elation, of assurance, of power. "Jim, will you draw cards in this deal?" "What's the deal?" asked Cleve.
He stood still as a stone, with his gaze fixed in fascinated fear upon Cleve's gun. A paralyzing surprise appeared to hold the group. "Can you prove what you said?" asked Cleve, low and hard. Joan knew that if Pearce did have the proof which would implicate her he would never live to tell it. "Cleve I don't know nothin'," choked out Pearce. "I jest figgered it was a woman!"
"Jesse, that's the grandest idea you ever had," said Kells, softly. His eyes shone. The old power came back to his face. "I split on Gulden. With him once out of the way !" "Boss, are you goin' to make thet Jim Cleve's second job?" inquired Pearce, curiously. "I am," replied Kells, with his jaw corded and stiff. "If he pulls thet off you'll never hear a yap from me so long as I live.
Who the devil was it? The devil, with a vengeance! It was Mrs. Cleve. Conscious to his fingertips that Selincourt was watching him with an amused smile, Lawrence returned Mrs. Cleve's nod with less than his usual ease.
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