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In all that Hope and I do we are serving you and Christie, our only fight is with 'Black Bart' Hawley. Stop being a bullet-headed old fool, Fairbain, and understand this thing. Lie still, I tell you, and hear me out! Hawley is a liar, a thief, and a swindler. There is a swindle in this thing somewhere, and he hopes to pull out a big sum of money from it.
"Fairbain," spoke Keith, his lips almost at the ear of the other. "That was Hope, all right, and she has got him going already. Now, man, will you help us out?" "I? How?" "Go back there, and meet Miss Maclaire. I don't care where you take her lunch, anywhere; only keep her from the hotel as long as possible.
Why, it was most ridiculous." She laughed, white teeth gleaming between the parted red lips, yet not altogether happily. "Let me explain, Captain Keith, for really I have not been masquerading. Doctor Fairbain and I arrived upon the same train last evening. He is such a funny man, but was very nice, and offered to escort me to the hotel.
As soon as the sick man could be made comfortable, Keith gave to the others his conclusions, and listened to what they had to say. Bristoe favored clinging to the trail even though they must travel slowly, but Fairbain insisted that Waite must be taken to some town where he could be given necessary care. Keith finally decided the matter.
"Sure, I know," shaking the other off, yet not roughly. "But it happened to be Miss Waite he took, and so this is my job, Fairbain. Besides, I've got another score to settle with him."
One of them passed through 'bout ten minutes ago; Doc Fairbain was with her. Another party just went upstairs hunting Miss Maclaire, and as they haven't come down, I reckon it must have been her anything wrong?" "I'm not sure yet," shortly. "Who was this other person?" "Old fellow with white hair and whiskers swore like a pirate had the sheriff along with him."
"Doctor Fairbain knows something of me, but for your further information I will add that when we met before I was Captain Keith, Third Virginia Cavalry, and bearing despatches from Longstreet to Stonewall Jackson."
He stepped forward, one hand flung out, and Fairbain sprang forward instantly between them, mistaking the action. "Hands off there, Waite," he commanded sternly. "Whatever she says goes." "You blundering old idiot," the other exploded. "I'm not going to hurt her; stand aside, will you!"
With this in mind, cinches were loosened, the animals turned out to graze, and the men, snatching a hasty bite, flung themselves wearily on the ground. All but Fairbain were asleep when Keith aroused them once more, a little before nine, unable in his impatience to brook longer delay.
"But I'm not seeking work, Doctor," smiling in spite of her bewilderment. "I have money enough with me." "Well, I didn't know thought maybe you wanted a job, and didn't like to ask for it have known 'em like that no harm done if you ever do want anything like that, just come to me my name's Fairbain everybody knows me here operated on most of 'em rest expect to be Damn that engineer.
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