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Updated: June 5, 2025
"I've thought it all out," said the old man, to whom obstruction acted as a stimulant. "Yes but how?" "Leave it to me. Get your things together and be ready to duck in two hours." "I tell you they'll search the Santa Maria from stem to stern," protested the lawyer, but Dextry had gone. "Better do as he says.
He wailed the last, sadly, as a complaint unspeakable. "Any trouble doin'?" inquired the old man. "You KNOW it!" the other cried, colloquially. "There was a massacree in the Northern last night." "Gamblin' row?" "Yep. Tin-horn called 'Missou' done it." "Sho!" said Dextry. "I know him. He's a bad actor."
"It saved me a trip out to your ship in the dark." "What's the matter?" Dextry drew him to an isolated corner. "Me an' my partner want to send a man to the States with you." "All right." "Well er here's the point," hesitated the miner, who rebelled at asking favors. "He's our law sharp, an' the McNamara outfit is tryin' to put the steel on him." "I don't understand."
This compartment had been fitted up for the warm storage of perishable goods during the cold weather, and, being without windows, made an ideal place for clandestine gatherings. Glenister was astonished to find every man of the organization present, including Dextry, whom he supposed to have gone home an hour since.
Gold glittered in the sands, so said the survivors; therefore men came in armies. Glenister and Dextry had left Nome the autumn previous, the young man raving with fever. Now they returned to their own land. "This air whets every animal instinct in me," Glenister broke out again. "Away from the cities I turn savage. I feel the old primitive passions the fret for fighting."
He dared not be alone. Dextry would be down-town, undoubtedly, and he, too, must get into the light and turmoil. He licked his lips and found that they were cracked and dry.
Dextry talked with his companion, then made a purchase which he laid at the lady's feet. "Here's a pair of half-grown gum boots. You put 'em on an' come with us. We'll take your mind off of things complete.
That woman's a runaway," came from the one highest on the ladder. "So I jedge." "She broke qu " "Shut up!" broke in another. "Do you want to advertise it? Get out of the way, there, ye damn fool! Climb up, Thorsen." He spoke like a bucko mate, and his words stirred the bile of Dextry.
I'll do this thing not because of your threat, but because I heard about your trouble over the Midas and because I can't help admiring your blamed insolence." He went back into his stall. Dextry returned to Wheaton's office. As he neared it, he passed a lounging figure in an adjacent doorway. "The place is watched," he announced as he entered. "Have you got a back door? Good!
At that moment, without warning, the door was flung open, and as the young man jerked the blankets into place he whirled, snatched the six-shooter that Dextry had discarded, and covered the entrance. "Don't shoot, boy!" cried the new-comer, breathlessly. "My, but you're nervous!" Glenister dropped his gun.
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