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Updated: June 25, 2025
He's been shot at more'n once fer takin' exception to some raw piece o' work in this Valley, fer pokin' his nose in, so to speak. Jim Last used to say he was th' only man at the Seat, which is Corvan, you know, of course." "District Attorney?" "Tom Nord. Keen as a razor an' married to Courtrey's sister. Now do you see why this is th' law?" She, too, tapped the gun.
A little north of Corvan he had followed the Rockface close for a distance, then suddenly turned back on his tracks and disappeared, burros and all. This was the invisible entrance to the Cañon Country, a narrow mouth that opened sidewise into the very breast of the thousand-foot Wall and led back along a thin sheet of rock that stood between the gorge and the Valley.
"Th' settlers," said Conford. "All right. Until they are here we'll guard the mouth of this cañon that leads into the Rockface, as I understand it. Now take me to this man Banner." At a low, rambling house in the outskirts of Corvan they found Jim Banner, sitting on the edge of his bed, undeniably sick from some acute attack.
At the Golden Cloud, Lola looked across the level stretches toward the Stronghold with tragic dark eyes, and smiled at a dozen men whom she scarcely saw. Settlers from all up and down the Wall drifted into Corvan and out again, intent, silent, watchful. Vaqueros and riders from the Stronghold also came and went, as intent, as silent.
Here she let the stallion drink, deep draughts that would have slowed a lesser horse. El Rey went up the bank beyond the ford like a charging engine, squared away and stretched out to finish his run. He was within three miles of Corvan, set like a stone in a smooth green surface, before he came down and lifted his shoulders into his gait.
Is your husband at home?" "No," said Ellen, "he's gone in t' Corvan." There was a world of meaning in the inflection. "Yes? Now that's too bad. It's taken me a long time to come and I particularly wished to see him. Do you mind if I wait?" "Why, no," said Ellen a bit reluctantly, "no, sir, I guess not." Kenset swung off the brown horse and dropped the rein.
Word of this had been about Corvan and the Valley. And so she had Buck Courtrey at her mercy. She could close the lessening gap and kill him in his saddle But the icy blood still seemed to trickle down her back. She and Jim Last they had always fought in fair-and-open.
This day at noon these two strangers were riding down on Corvan from up the Pomo way, while from the Stronghold, Buck Courtrey's men were thundering in with the cattle king at their head. He was grim and silent, black with gathering rage.
"Then by th' Eternal!" swore Cleve softly, "here you'll stay if it takes all th' law in th' United States to keep you here. I'll file your answer tomorrow protest to th' last word!" And he rode into Corvan, only to find that Courtrey and Courtrey's influence had been there before him, that a cold sense of disaster seemed to permeate the town and all those whom he met therein.
The long blue shadows had swept out from the Rockface, covering first the homesteads under the Wall, then the great grazing stretches, then Corvan, then the open levels again, then the mouth of Black Coulee and lastly sweeping eastward to hush the life at Last's Holding in that soft, sweet quiet which comes with the day's work done.
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