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Updated: June 22, 2025
More and more Don Andres was coming to value the keen common-sense which is so rare, and which distinguished Dade's character almost as much as did the kindliness that made nearly every man his friend.
Which was not a threat, in spite of its resemblance to one, but rather a vague reference to the specter of trouble that stalks all men as a fox stalks a quail, and might some day wipe that broad smile from the face of Valencia, as it had swept all the gladness from his own. He went back and smoked a final cigarette in Dade's company; and if he said little, his silences held no hint of antagonism.
He had given up all idea of it yesterday and so told me." "Has anything happened to start him since then?" demanded the bearded general, after a moment's thought. Dade and the doctor looked into each other's eyes, and the latter turned away. It was not his affair. "W-ell, something has happened, general," was Dade's slow, constrained reply.
Instantly the green waste was awake with the flash and bang of muskets, with death cries and savage yells. A white smoke hid the scene for a moment. When it cleared away, the road was strewn with the dead and dying. The Indians having reloaded their guns, rushed from their hiding places to finish their work. Some of Dade's men sprang to the thicket to seek refuge behind trees.
Betty had appraised him correctly "sized him up," in Dade's idiomatic phraseology and knew that his vicious impulses were surface ones that had been acquired and not inherited, as he had thought. And he was strangely pleased. He looked once around the room, noting the spotless cleanliness of it before he blew out the light.
He watched Malcolm go in; saw the light from the lamp on the table in the kitchen flare its light out through the kitchen door as Dade entered; heard the door close. The lamp still burned after he had seen Dade's shadow vanish, and he knew that Dade had gone upstairs. Dade had left the light burning for him.
I shall keep away from El Camino Real. At the Mission I will buy what the señor desires, and I will bring it to him at the hacienda." "Get the best they've got," Jack adjured him. "An outfit better than Dade's, if you can find one. Bill Wilson has got about twelve hundred dollars of mine; get the best if it cleans the sack." He grinned at Dade.
That sickening grip in the chest which is a real, physical pain, though the hurt be given to the soul of a man, slowed Dade's steps to a lagging advance towards the tableau the two made on the steps. So had she laughed and teased him and mocked him; and he had believed that to him alone would she show the sweet whimsies of her nature.
Valencia, a-quiver with eagerness, laid a slim hand upon the braided front of Dade's close-fitting buckskin jacket. "The prize will be Solano! That beautiful caballo beautiful even as thy Surry which the patron has not permitted rawhide to touch, except for the branding. Like the sunshine he is, with his hair of gold; and the tail that waves to his heels is like the ripples on the bay at sunrise.
I'll have Surry saddled, so all you've got to do is make your talk to the don and pack your socks." Dade grinned and followed him outside. "Good thing I'm used to you," he commented grimly, "or my head would be whirling, right now." Not a word, you will observe, as to whether his own interests would be furthered by this sudden departure; but that was Dade's way.
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