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At least that was what she had tried to do, and she doubted much whether she had succeeded. Doubler was the only one who had betrayed any real friendship for her, and to him, in her lonesomeness, she turned, in spite of the warning he had given her.
That their conversation and subsequent agreement concerned Doubler he had little doubt either, for fresh in his mind was a recollection of his conversation with Langford, distinguished by Langford's carefully guarded questions regarding Dakota's ability with the six-shooter. He felt that Langford was deliberately leaving him out of the scheme, whatever it was.
The writing seemed unimportant, but as she turned it, intending to replace it between the leaves of the book, she saw her father's name, and she read, holding her breath with dread, for fresh in her mind was Duncan's charge that her father had entered into an agreement with Dakota for the murder of Doubler.
She took up the magazine and turned several pages, pretending to read, but in reality waiting for him to continue. When he made no effort to do so her own curiosity got the better of her. "What news?" she questioned, without looking at him. "About Doubler," he said. "He is dead." Her surprise was genuine, and her hands trembled as the leaves of the magazine fluttered and closed.
Ben Doubler had given her a different version of the trouble between Dakota and Duncan; how Duncan had accused Dakota of stealing the Double R calves, and how in the presence of Duncan's own men Dakota had forced him to apologize. Taken altogether, it seemed that Duncan's present suspicions were the result of his dislike, or fear, of Dakota.
She put the memoranda back into one of the pockets, handling both the book and the vest gingerly, for she felt an aversion to touching them. She conquered this feeling long enough to tuck the vest into the slicker behind the saddle, and then she mounted and sent her pony up the trail toward Doubler's cabin. She found Doubler where she had left him, and he was still unconscious.
Langford had given it to Dakota, but she had little doubt that in case Dakota still had it in his possession and dared to produce it, Langford would deny having made it would probably term it a forgery. It was harmless, too; who would be likely to intimate that the clause regarding Dakota inducing Doubler to leave the country meant that Langford had hired Dakota to kill the nester?
But this situation gives promise of action." Duncan was watching him with a crafty smile. "You reckon on running him off, or " He leered at Langford significantly. The latter's face was impassive, his smile dry. "Eh?" he said, abstractedly, as though his thoughts had been wandering from the subject. "Why, I really haven't given a thought to the method by which I ought to deal with Doubler.
"And he told you that if you ever interfered with him again, or that if he heard of you repeating your suspicions to anyone, he would do something to you run you out of the country, or something like that, didn't he?" "Who told you that?" repeated Duncan. "Doubler told me," returned Sheila with a smile. Duncan's face worked with impotent wrath as he looked at her.
But I don't reckon that I'm going to let them take me whether Doubler dies or not. Once they've got a man it's pretty easy to prove him guilty in this country. Usually they hang a man and consider the evidence afterward. I'm not letting them do that to me. If I was guilty, I suppose I might look at it differently, but maybe not."
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