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Updated: June 18, 2025
"Do your duty, Dorl," said the ex-sergeant as he turned his back on his brother. The door of the room opened, and Goatry stepped inside softly. He had work to do, if need be, and his face showed it. Halbeck did not see him. There was a demon in Halbeck's eyes, as his brother stood, his back turned, taking his chances. A large mirror hung on the wall opposite Halbeck.
His brother made a motion to rise. "Sit still, Dorl," came the warning voice. White with rage, the freebooter sat still, his dissipated face and heavy angry lips looking like a debauched and villainous caricature of his brother before him. "Yes, I suppose you'd have potted me, Dorl," said the ex-sergeant.
There was silence for a moment, then he caught her hand in his and held it. "If he comes, leave him to me, Jo. You will leave him to me?" he added, anxiously. "Yes," she answered. "You'll do what's right by Bobby?" "And by Dorl, too," he replied, strangely. There were loud footsteps without. "It's Goatry," said Foyle. "You stay here. I'll tell him everything. He's all right; he's a true friend.
"Hi, there, you damned sucker!" he called after Goatry, and then saw Foyle waiting. "What the hell !" he said fiercely, his hand on something in his hip pocket. "Keep quiet, Dorl. I want to have a little talk with you. Take your hand away from that gun take it away," he added with a meaning not to be misunderstood.
"Hi, there, you damned sucker!" he called after Goatry, and then saw Foyle waiting. "What the hell !" he said fiercely, his hand on something in his hip pocket. "Keep quiet, Dorl. I want to have a little talk with you. Take your hand away from that gun take it away," he added with a meaning not to be misunderstood.
"And his schooling, and his clothing, and everything; and you have to pay for it all?" "Oh, I don't mind, Nett, it isn't that. Bobby is Cynthy's child; and I love him love him; but I want him to have his rights. Dorl must give up his hold on that money or " He nodded gravely. "Or you'll set the law on him?" "It's one thing or the other.
"And his schooling, and his clothing, and everything; and you have to pay for it all?" "Oh, I don't mind, Nett, it isn't that. Bobby is Cynthy's child; and I love him love him; but I want him to have his rights. Dorl must give up his hold on that money or " He nodded gravely. "Or you'll set the law on him?" "It's one thing or the other.
There was silence for a moment, then he caught her hand in his and held it. "If he comes, leave him to me, Jo. You will leave him to me?" he added anxiously. "Yes," she answered. "You'll do what's right-by Bobby?" "And by Dorl, too," he replied strangely. There were loud footsteps without. "It's Goatry," said Foyle. "You stay here. I'll tell him everything. He's all right; he's a true friend.
"Hi, there, you damned sucker!" he called after Goatry, and then saw Foyle waiting. "What the hell !" he said, fiercely, his hand on something in his hip-pocket. "Keep quiet, Dorl. I want to have a little talk with you. Take your hand away from that gun take it away!" he added, with a meaning not to be misunderstood.
Dorland has had it sent out here to Kowatin this two years. And he sent word to the lawyer a month ago that he wanted it to get here as usual. The letter left the same day as I did, and it got here yesterday with me, I suppose. He'll be after it-perhaps to-day. He wouldn't let it wait long, Dorl wouldn't." Foyle started. "To-day to-day "
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