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Dakota's voice was filled with a cold sarcasm as he continued, after an interval during which Langford kept a discreetly still tongue. "Your business principles don't take you quite that far, eh? And so you've come over to get me to shoot him? Why didn't you say so in the beginning it would have saved all this time." He laughed coldly.
The other card players ceased playing and leaned back in their chairs, watching, for some of them knew something of the calf deal, and there was that in Dakota's greeting to Blanca which warned them of impending trouble. "Blanca," said Dakota quietly, "you can pay for those calves now." It pleased Blanca to dissemble.
A long time for a man who has been losing his health. And yet " There was a mirthless smile on Dakota's face "ten years is a longer time for a man in good health who hasn't been happy. Couldn't your father have doctored gone abroad to recover his health? Or was his a mental sickness?" "Mental, I think. He worried quite a little."
Dakota's gaze was again on Langford, an odd light in his eyes. "Certainly." "She's told you what?" "How you rescued her from the quicksand." Dakota's gaze was still on his visitor, quiet, intent. "She tell you anything else?" he questioned slowly. "Why, what else is there to tell?" There was sincere curiosity in Langford's voice, for Sheila had always told him everything that happened to her.
Faint they became, and their rhythmic beat faster, until they died away entirely. But Dakota's words still lingered in Langford's mind, and it seemed to him that they conveyed a prophecy. "I'll be leaving you now, ma'am."
"I am so glad!" She was thinking now of Dakota's parting words to her the night before on the crest of the slope above the river, of his words, of the truth of his statement denying his guilt, and she was glad that she had not spoken some of the spiteful things which had been in her mind. How she had misjudged him!
When she reached the last rise on the crest of which she had sat on her pony on the morning following her marriage to Dakota in the cabin and from which she had seen the parson riding away she was trembling with eagerness and dread for fear that something might happen before she could arrive. It was three miles down the slope, and when she reached the level there was Dakota's cabin before her.
"Then you are ambitious?" "You've struck it," smiled Langford. Dakota caught his gaze, and there was a smile of derision on his lips. "What particular thing are you looking for?" he questioned. "Land." "Mine?" Dakota's lips curled a little. "Doubler's, then," he added as Langford shook his head with an emphatic, negative motion. "He's the only man who's got land near yours."
"I ain't looking for trouble," said the latter, with a perfect knowledge of Dakota's peculiar expression. "Then why did you come over here? I reckon there wasn't anyone else to send my horse over by?" said Dakota, his voice coming with a truculent snap. Duncan flushed. "Sheila Langford sent me," he admitted reluctantly. Dakota's eyes lighted with incredulity.
I heard you say a while ago, while I was standing at the window, looking in at your father giving a demonstration of his love for you, that you intended going over to Doubler's shack to nurse him. If you're still of the same mind, I'll take you over there." Sheila was at the door in an instant, but halted on the threshold to listen to Dakota's parting word to Langford.
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