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Was he blind not to see the figure that waited for him? A voice that was not his, that he did not recognize, leaped out from between his teeth and tore his throat: "Dozier!" The cow pony halted with a start; the rider jerked straight in his saddle; the echo of the call barked back from some angling cliff face down the ravine. All that before Dozier made his move.
He wouldn't be half a man if he let things drop now." "So you have to fight Hal Dozier?" "Yes." "But when that's done " "When that's done one of us will be dead. If it's me, of course, there's no use worryin'; if it's Hal, of course, I'm done in the eyes of the law. Two murders!" His eyes glinted and his fingers quivered. It sent a cold thrill through the girl.
You're a proud man; you've never quit a trail yet before the end of it. But this time I only ask you to let it go with running me out of the country." "What's the one thing for which you'd come back?" "I'll come back once because of a girl." He saw the eyes of Dozier widen and then contract again. "You're not exactly what I expected to find," he said. "But go on.
How could he see her, and if he saw her, what would he say to her? It would not be necessary to speak. One glance would be enough. But, sooner or later, Bill Dozier would reach him. Why not sooner? Why not take the chance, ride to John Merchant's ranch, break a way to the room where the girl slept this night, smash open the door, look at her once, and then fight his way out?
"You ain't the first," he said, "that's looked at that. Think of the gent that'll get ten thousand dollars out of a single slug?" "I can name the man who'll get it," said Andrew, "and his name is Hal Dozier." "I guess you ain't far wrong," replied the other. "For that matter, the folks around here would mostly make the same guess. But maybe Hal's luck will take a turn."
"Andy, boy," said Hal Dozier, "I've no more bad feeling toward you than if you was my own boy." Then he added with a little ring to his voice: "But I'm going to stay on your trail till I kill you. You write that down in red." And the outlaw dropped his gun suddenly into the holster. "That ends it, then," he said slowly. "The next time we meet we won't sit down and chin friendly like.
Less savagely, he went on: "I'm lookin' for my meat!" Jasper Lanning and Bill Dozier exchanged glances of understanding. "Partly drunk, but mostly yaller," observed Bill Dozier. "Soon as the air cools him off outside he'll mount his hoss and get on his way. But, say, is your boy really out for his scalp?" "Looks that way," declared Jasper with tolerable gravity.
He had a smooth-shaven face as well, and a clear gray eye, which was known wherever men gathered in the mountain desert. There was no news to give him. A telephone message had already told him of the death of Bill Dozier. "But," said Charles Merchant, "there's one thing I can do. I can set you free to run down this Lanning." "How?"
Take a look at it below." He lighted the lantern, and Hal Dozier went down the steep steps, humming. "Look at the way that foundation's put in," said the old man in a loud voice. "I done all that, too, with my own hands."
"Women is a pile overpraised, Dozier. I ask you, man to man, did you ever see a cleaner floor than that in a woman's kitchen?" The marshal admitted that he never had. "But you're a rare man," he said. Pop shook his head. "When I was a boy like you," he said, "I wasn't nothin' to be passed up too quick.
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