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Then, and perhaps she had a reason, she quietly recounted Courthorne's Canadian history so far as her brother's agents had been able to trace it, not omitting, dainty in thought and speech as she was, one or two incidents which a mother might have kept back from her daughter's ears. Still, it was very seldom that Miss Barrington made a blunder.
Give him that book, doctor," he said. "Now repeat after me, and then we'll take your testimony." It was done, and a flicker of irony showed in Courthorne's half-closed eyes. "You feel more sure of me after that?" he said, in a voice that was very faint and strained. "Still, you see, I could gain nothing by deviating from the truth now. Well, I shot Trooper Shannon.
"You have seen Courthorne's writing," he said: "would you call it anything like that?" "No, sir," said Trooper Payne. "I would not!" Stimson nodded. "Take a good horse, and ride round by the bridge. If you find Courthorne there, as you probably will, head for the settlement and see if you can come across a man who might pass for him.
Courthorne's land was mine to all intents and purposes before it was his, and now it reverts to me. I owe him nothing, and he did not give it me. Will you stay and farm it on whatever arrangement Dane and Macdonald may consider equitable? My uncle's hands are too full for him to attempt it." "No," said Winston, and his voice trembled a little. "Your friends would resent it."
He spoke indifferently, but Winston was not a fool, and knew that he was lying. "Turn your face to the light," he said sharply. A little ominous glint became visible in Courthorne's eyes, and there was just a trace of darker color in his forehead, but Winston saw it and was not astonished. Still, Courthorne did not move. "What made you ask me that?" he said.
It was, however, evident that in the meanwhile he must continue to pose as Courthorne, and he felt, rightly or wrongly, that the possession of his estate was, after all, a small reparation for the injury the outlaw had done him, but the affair was complicated by the fact that, in taking Courthorne's inheritance, he had deprived Maud Barrington of part of hers.
"Well, it is probable there are other men who would have kissed the girl, but I don't know that it would have occurred to them to smash a decanter on the irate lover's head." Winston felt his fingers tingle for a grip on Courthorne's throat. "And that's what I've been doing lately?
Now you know your duty?" "Yes, sir," said Payne, and Stimson, shaking his bridle, cantered off across the prairie. Then, seeing no need to waste time, the corporal rode towards Courthorne's homestead, and found its owner stripping a binder.
He was very close now, and his face showed livid under the smearing dust, but his lips were drawn up in a little bitter smile as he rode straight upon the leveled carbines. Payne, at least, understood it, and the absence of flung-up hand or cry. Courthorne's inborn instincts were strong to the end. There was a hoarse shout from the trooper, and no answer, and a carbine flashed.
As it is, you know that, while I founded it, Silverdale was one of Geoffrey Courthorne's imperialistic schemes, and a good deal of the land was recorded in his name. That being so, he had every right to leave the best farm on it to the man he had disinherited, especially as Lance will not get a penny of the English property.
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