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"I wanta tell you he double-crossed you for fair, C.N. He's got a heluva nerve to come back here after playin' in with the police the way he done up there." "I've heard something about that," the fur-trader admitted cautiously. "You told me Tom an' you didn't exactly gee." "He'll never drive another bull-team for me again." West tacked to his pronouncement a curdling oath.
A flame that seemed white and red gave his face a singular hue. "Jeff, you worked for old Al a long time, an' I've heard of your differences," said Las Vegas. "Thet ain't no mix of mine.... But you double-crossed Miss Helen!" Mulvey made no attempt to deny this. He gulped slowly. His hands appeared less steady, and he grew paler. Again Las Vegas's words signified less than his look.
"I was crazy for a minute," said the Kid. "I thought you'd double-crossed me. I've cooled out since then; now I'm only sorry that you didn't know more about what your own horse could do. That tip made a tramp out of me, old-timer." "Exackly what I hoped it would do, son," and Old Man Curry fairly beamed. "What's that?" The cigarette fell from the Kid's fingers, and his lower jaw sagged.
The double-cross would have been an excellent racing trade-mark for the Pitkin stable, because Pitkin had double-crossed every one who ever trusted him, every one with whom he had come in contact. He had even double-crossed old Gabe Johnson, his negro trainer, and the history of that cross will furnish an accurate index on the smallness of Pitkin's soul.
You remember I meant to scare Buster Jack within an inch of his life? Well, I made use of my opportunity. I worked up the rustlers. Then I told Jack I'd give away his secret. He made to jump an' run, I reckon. But he hadn't the nerve. I shot a piece out of his ear, just to begin the fun. An' then I told the rustlers how Jack had double-crossed them.
Her fear, her pitiful little smile, as if she dared not hope for her father's approval yet could not help it, touched Bostil to the quick, and he opened his arms. Lucy slid down into them. "Lucy, girl, you've won the King's race an' double-crossed your poor old dad!" "Oh, Dad, I never knew I never dreamed Wildfire would jump the King," Lucy faltered. "I couldn't hold him.
"There won't be any comebacks," said John Flint, with engaging confidence. "As for you, Mary Virginia, you don't have to worry for one minute about what those fellows can do because they can't do anything. They're double-crossed. Now listen: when you see Hunter, you are to say to him, 'Thank you for returning my letters. Just that and no more. If there's any questioning, stare. Stare hard.
"What is this, Kennon?" he asked. "Trouble," Kennon said. He took off his hat. "I came here to settle things before you took this case to court. You obviously do not understand what has happened. I suppose Douglas has double-crossed you. It would be characteristic of him. But before we go any further I think we should clear the air and let each other know where we stand.
The very nature of my business makes me cautious about trusting men but I'm going to trust you." He stopped again, taking great pains with the point of a triangle he was drawing. Casey knocked the ashes out of his pipe against a rock. "Puttin' it that way, Mr. Nolan, the man's yet to live that Casey Ryan ever double-crossed. Cops I got no use for; nor yet bootleggers.
Lying half-raised on one hand, waiting out the count, he was thinking how like an explosion the roar from the audience had been. How moblike and blood-hungry. How the crowd hated him! And Holliday was laughing down at him, leering. Double-crossed? Did Holliday think he was that credulous? But he had tested Holliday's strength and feared it more than ever.
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