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Then he pulled his freight immediate. A week or so later Duncan, of the Double R, rides up to Dakota's shack with a bunch of Double R boys an' accuses Dakota of rustlin' Double R cattle. Duncan had found twenty Double R calves runnin' with the Star cattle which had been marked secret. Blanca had run his iron on them an' sold them to Dakota for Star stock.
He'd a heap rather face the music. Damn the cuss!" he exploded impatiently. He finished his breakfast in silence, and then again approached the door of Dakota's cabin, knocking loudly, as before. "I'm wanting that palaver now, Dakota," he said coaxingly. He heard Dakota laugh. "Have you viewed the corpse, Allen?" came his voice, burdened with mockery. "No," said Allen.
I don't want that to happen; there's too few square men in the country as it is. Take this" he held out the paper to her "and get down to Dakota's cabin with it. Give it to Bud one of my men and tell him to scatter the others and try to head off Duncan if he comes that way. I'm after him!" The paper fluttered toward her, she snatched at it, missed it, and stooped to take it from the ground.
A chill came into her voice which instantly attracted Doubler's attention. He looked at her with an odd smile. "You know Dakota?" "I have met him." "You don't like him, I reckon?" "No." "Well, now," commented Doubler, "I reckon I've got things mixed. But from Dakota's talk I took it that you an' him was pretty thick." "His talk?"
It was not like her to keep anything secret from him. "Did she tell you that she forgot to thank me for saving her?" There was a queer smile on Dakota's lips, a peculiar, pleased glint in his eyes. "No, she neglected to relate that," returned Langford. "Forgot it. That's what I thought. Do you think she forgot it intentionally?" "It wouldn't be like her." "Of course not.
When he came to the quicksand crossing he halted and examined the earth in the vicinity, smiling more broadly at the marks and hoof prints in the hard sand near the water's edge. Then he rode on. Two or three miles from the quicksand crossing he came suddenly upon Dakota's cabin.
There was hope in his heart that Dakota might prove to be absent, and when, after calling once and receiving no answer, he dismounted and hitched Dakota's pony to a rail of the corral fence, there was a smile of satisfaction on his face. He took plenty of time to hitch the pony; he even lingered at the corral bars, leaning on them to watch several steers which were inside the enclosure.
In order to get a mental picture of this foundling which we are asked to rear you must imagine a country about the size of North Dakota, with Dakota's cold winters and scorching summers, consisting of a dreary, monotonous, mile-high plateau with grass-covered, treeless mountains and watered by many rivers, whose valleys form wide strips of arable land.
He smiled again and then left the bar and strode toward Blanca. The latter continued his card playing, apparently unaware of Dakota's approach, but at the sound of his former victim's voice he turned and looked up slowly, his face wearing a bland smile. It was plain to Moulin that Blanca had known all along of Dakota's presence in the saloon perhaps he had seen him enter.
"I always had a heap of faith in Dakota's judgment," he said. And then, when Langford's face flushed with a realization of the subtle insult, Allen said gruffly: "You say Doubler's dead?" "I don't remember to have said that to you," returned Langford, his voice snapping with rage. "What I did say was that Duncan saw him killed and came to me with the news. I sent him for you.
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