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What he had been afraid of was that one of Fendrick's herders might be lurking in some arroyo beyond the fence. There was little chance that he would dare hurt her, but he might shout something unpleasant. In point of fact, Sweeney saw some one disappear into a wash as he reached the fence.
Just to remind me that Luck Cullison's daughter went out of her way to help one of Cass Fendrick's sheep." She ignored his sardonic mockery. "I don't let live creatures suffer when I can help it. Are you going to give me my handkerchief?" "Haven't made up my mind yet. Perhaps I'll have it washed and bring it home to you."
Cass leased from the forestry department the land upon which Cullison's cattle had always run free of expense. Upon this he had put sheep, a thing in itself of great injury to the cattle interests. The stockmen had all been banded together in opposition to the forestry administration of the new régime, and Luck regarded Fendrick's action as treachery to the common cause. He struck back hard.
She could not sit down or settle herself at anything. For some instinct told her that Fendrick's taunt was not a lie cut out of whole cloth. The bell rang. Instantly she was at the telephone. Mackenzie was at the other end of the line. "Oh, Uncle Mac." She had called him uncle ever since she could remember. "What is it they are saying about dad? Tell me it isn't true," she begged.
I'll go back with you, but not under a gun." "You'll go the way I say." "Don't think it. I've said I'll go. That settles it. But I won't stand for any gun-play capture." "You'll have to stand for it." Fendrick's face set. "Will I? It's up to you, then. Let's see you make me." Sitting there with his gaze steadily on the boy, Cass had Bob at a disadvantage.
Sweeney was holding down the fort at the Del Oro against Fendrick's sheepherders, and his weekly supply of provisions had to be taken to him. Since she wanted to see with her own eyes how things were getting along at the cañon, she was taking the supplies in person. It was a beautiful morning, even for Arizona. The soft air was at its winiest best.
I'm not Fendrick's friend while I'm in this office any more than I'm Luck's, But I've got to use my judgment, ain't I?" The four adjourned to meet at the Del Mar for a discussion of ways and means. "We'll keep a watch on Fendrick see where he goes, who he talks to, what he does. Maybe he'll make a break and give himself away," Curly said hopefully. "But my father we must rescue him first."
"I'll attend to that, Miss Cullison. I am in Fendrick's room now. Make your mind easy." Bucky hung up and turned to the sheepman. The latter showed him a face of derision. He had gathered one thing that disquieted him, but he did not intend to let O'Connor know it. "Well?" he jeered. "Find friend Cullison in tolerable health?" "I've been talking with his daughter." "I judged as much.
She explained the circumstances under which she had found the lamb. "And what you aiming to do with it?" "I'm going to tie up its leg and take it across the river. Some of the C. F. herders are sure to find it before night." "Sho! What are you fooling with Cass Fendrick's sheep for?" he grumbled. "It isn't a sheep, but a lamb. And I'm not going to see it suffer, no matter who owns it."
Father expected to prove up yesterday on his Del Oro claim. If he had done so Cass Fendrick's sheep would have been cut off from the water. Father had to be got out of the way not later than Wednesday, or that man would have been put out of business. He was very bitter about it. He had made threats."
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