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That, the crisp, disembodied tone replied, was impossible; he must call in the middle of the morning, but no difficulty would be made about his bill; Doret could send the amount to him promptly. He hurried back to the house with this information, and found Bella seated in the kitchen, the inevitable cigarette throwing up its ribbon of smoke from her fingers, and June Bowman at her shoulder.
The small frame dwellings of the village were higher than the precarious sidewalk; flights of steps mounted to the narrow porches; and though Lemuel Doret realized that his neighbors were sitting outside he did not look up, and no voices called down arresting his deliberate progress.
It was a long shot, and had been fired as a final warning; but Doret made no outcry, nor did he cease coming; instead, his paddle clove the water with the same steady strokes that took every ounce of effort in his body. Runnion threw open his gun and replaced the spent shell. On came the careening, crazy craft in a sidewise drift, and with it the girl saw coming a terrible tragedy.
The dingy cabin was fragrant with the odor of cooking food for a second time that evening when the sound of voices and a knock at the door brought both old men to their feet. Before they could answer, the door flew open and in and out of the frosty evening came Rouletta Kirby and 'Poleon Doret.
Wat talk is dis 'bout hangin'? You ain't wild hanimals!" The red-faced advocate of the noose who had spoken a moment before answered him in a loud voice: "I paid hard money for my grub and I've packed every pound of it on my back. You can take a mark's life by stealing his matches the same as by shooting him. I want to see thieves on the end of a rope." Doret bent down to him. "All right, m'sieu!
Bowman inquired. "I'll tell you," Bella put in, "since his manners have gone with everything else. This is Snow Doret. If you know the live men that name will be familiar to you." "I seem to remember it," he admitted. "If Snow went in the city it's Lemuel here," Doret told him. His anger seethed like a kettle beginning to boil. "Well, if Snow ever went I guess I'm in right.
Rouletta's eyes had become misty at Miller's indirect tribute to her father; nevertheless, she summoned a smile and went on: "He never borrowed, and neither will I. If you can't put me to work I'll try somewhere else." "How did you get down from White Horse?" Miller inquired, curiously. "'Poleon Doret brought me." "I know Doret. He's aces." "Can you really deal?" Best broke in. "Come.
The news of Count Courteau's death traveled fast. 'Poleon Doret was not long in hearing of it, and of course he went at once in search of Rouletta. By the time he found her the girl's momentary panic had been succeeded by a quite unnatural self-possession; her perturbation had changed to an intense but governable agitation, and her mind was working with a clarity and a rapidity more than normal.
I have learned to regard you highly because you are a brave man and an honest one, but it seems that you are a sentimental idiot." "Dem is tough word," Doret replied. "But dere's reason w'y I can't tak' on no madnesse.
The walk was a silent one, for Rouletta was in a state bordering upon collapse; gradually she regained control of herself and stumbled along beside him. "They're three to one," she said, finally. "Oh, 'Poleon! They'll swear it on him. The Police are strict; they'll give him five years. I heard the colonel say so." "Dere's been good deal of short-weighin', but " Doret shook his head.
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