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He pointed his finger at the objecting ranger. "I'm here for business, not for pleasure. Any time I'm free you can talk to me " "Not till somebody gags you, John," interposed Elpaso moodily. "Look here, Elpaso," demanded Lefever, spurring his horse smartly toward the Texan, "are you looking for a fight with me right here and now?" "Yes, here and now," declared Elpaso fiercely.
He named four: first, Farrell Kennedy, who was in town, and said nobody should go if he didn't; Frank Elpaso, the Texan; the Englishman, Tommie Meggeson; and Wickwire, if he could be located any one of them, Lefever knew, could give an account of himself under all circumstances. While Scott was getting his men together, de Spain, accompanied by Lefever, was riding toward Music Mountain.
What we want to know is, what you are going to do about it?" he demanded, addressing de Spain again. "There is nothing more to be done," returned de Spain composedly. "I've already told Elpaso if Sassoon starts another fight on a stage to put him off again." Morgan's fist came down on the bar. "Look here, de Spain! You come from Medicine Bend, don't you?
The condition of the trail broke their formation continually and Lefever, in the circumstances, was not sorry. His only anxiety was to keep Elpaso from riding ahead far enough to embroil them in a quarrel before he himself should come up. Half-way to Duke's house they found a small bridge had gone out.
And I will do it. I need not say that Kennedy will ride ahead with me, Elpaso and Wickwire with Tommie Meggeson." Leaving Scott in the trees, the little party trotted smartly up the road, picking their way through the pools and across the brawling streams that tore over the trail toward Duke Morgan's place.
He therefore met truculence with diplomacy, threatening looks with flattery, and hard words with a long story. Moreover, all Calabasas knew that Elpaso, if he had to, would fight, and that the eccentric guard was not actually to be cornered with impunity.
De Spain, regarding him undisturbed, answered after a little pause: "Elpaso told me he put a man off his stage last week for fighting." "No," contradicted Morgan loudly, "not for fighting. Elpaso was drunk." "What's the name of the man Elpaso put off, John?" asked de Spain, looking at Lefever. Morgan hooked his thumb toward the man standing at his side. "Here's the man right here, Dave Sassoon."
"I know you are, Frank," retorted Lefever testily; "that's all right. I'm only explaining. And I don't want you to get sore on me if I don't show you a fight." Frank Elpaso grunted. "I am under orders." John waved his hand. "And I can't do anything " "But talk," growled Frank Elpaso, not waving his hand. Lefever started hotly forward in his saddle. "Now look here, Frank."
"I have the statement of three other passengers; they confirm Elpaso. According to them, Sassoon " de Spain looked straight at the accused, "was drunk and abusive, and kept trying to put some of the other passengers off. Finally he put his feet in the lap of Pumperwasser, our tank and windmill man, and Pumperwasser hit him."
This last time it was two high-powered guns, picking at long range and, if I'm any judge of rifles and the men probably behind them, some one must have got hurt. It's all a guess but I'm going in there, peaceably if I can, to look for Henry de Spain; if we are fired on we've got to fight for it. And if there's any talking to be done " "You can do it," grunted Elpaso. "Thank you, Frank.
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