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Although it was late in the afternoon the Bronco Kid had just arisen and was now loafing preparatory to the active duties of his profession. He was speaking with the proprietor when Dextry and the girl sought shelter just without the open door, so he caught a fair though fleeting glimpse of her as she flashed a curious look inside.
Somebody has spotted you for the hold-ups. They're on their way now, I tell you. I sneaked out by the back way and came here through the mud. Say, but I'm a sight!" She stamped her trimly booted feet and flirted her skirt. "I don't savvy what you mean," said Dextry, glancing at his partner warningly. "We ain't done nothin'." "Well, it's all right then.
He noted it with impersonal interest, realizing its need of medical attention so left the cabin and walked down into the city. He encountered Dextry and Simms on the way, and they went with him, both flowing with the gossip of the camp. "Lord, but you're the talk of the town," they began.
Their team-work makes them worthy of chronicle: Thomas Santschi as McNamara, Kathlyn Williams as Cherry Malotte, Bessie Eyton as Helen Chester, Frank Clark as Dextry, Wheeler Oakman as Bronco Kid, and Jack McDonald as Slapjack. There are, in The Spoilers, inspiriting ocean scenes and mountain views. There are interesting sketches of mining-camp manners and customs.
Dextry said no more, but that night found him busied in the building adjoining the one wherein McNamara had his office. He had rented a back room on the top floor, and with the help of his partner sawed through the ceiling into the loft and found his way thence to the roof through a hatchway.
At the same instant the girl cried out, sharply, flinging herself from her position, while the marshal jerked his head back in time to see her dash upon Dextry. "Don't! Don't!" She cried her appeal to the old man. "Keep cool. You'll be sorry, Dex they're almost through." The officer had not seen any movement on Dextry's part, but doubtless her quick eye had detected signs of violence.
He went dripping up the bank, while the men returned to their work singing. After lunch Dextry saddled his bronco. "I'm goin' to town for a pair of gold-scales, but I'll be back by supper, then we'll clean up between shifts. She'd ought to give us a thousand ounces, the way that ground prospects."
"Master Obed Cole Dextry Grayson," said the footman, in a loud voice; and the boy found himself standing in a large handsomely furnished room in the presence of Lady Danby, who rose with a forced smile, and looked very limp. "How do you do, Master Grayson!" she said sadly, and she held out her hand.
He quailed at the thought. "Say, Dex, I am going to marry that girl." "I dunno if you be or not," said Dextry. "Better watch McNamara." "What!" The younger man stopped and stared. "What do you mean?" "Go on. Don't stop the horses. I ain't blind. I kin put two an' two together." "You'll never put those two together. Nonsense! Why, the man's a rascal. I wouldn't let him have her.
Dextry had not observed it, however, and Glenister was not positive himself, but it served to give him the uncanny feeling that some determined, unscrupulous force was bent on his destruction. He determined to go nowhere unarmed. A few evenings later he went home early and was busied in writing when Dextry came in about ten o'clock.
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