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“One more night and we shall reach the Ohio,” said Givens, when they dismounted after a long, wearisome night ride. But it was destined that they should not reach the Ohio the next night, for they had not ridden more than five miles after they had started before they were brought up with the sharp command: “Halt! Who comes there?”
He had come upon them accidentally, while riding with one of his men slightly in advance of the others as they went toward Willets, where Warden intended to take the bodies of Link and Givens. He had said nothing to his companion regarding the tracks, though he noted the other saw them also, and was studying them, puzzled.
O'Donnell was sitting on the ranch gallery. "Hello, Rip!" he shouted "that you?" "He rode in with me," said Josefa. "I lost my way and was late." "Much obliged," called the cattle king. "Stop over, Rip, and ride to camp in the morning." But Givens would not. He would push on to camp. There was a bunch of steers to start off on the trail at daybreak. He said good-night, and trotted away.
For a long time she did not move, dreading to peer from the bunk, lest she see a thing that would remind her of the tragedy. But when, after a while, she found courage to look, she saw Lawler standing near the fireplace, looking down into the flames, his back to her. The axe, she noted, shuddering, was standing on the floor near the woodpile; and there was no sign of Link or Givens.
"But here's the picture!" and proudly he exhibited a full length view of his own home. "Ptomaine Haul," he exploited, proudly. "Built every inch of it from the busy little ptomaines. Coral insects nothing on that, eh? And here's the sort of people I practice on. Old Leathersham, now he has a corking chateau French Renaissance. And Mrs. Charity Givens she has a Georgian shack.
For while there was no doubt in his mind that Warden had been implicated in all the attacks that had been made upon him, he had no legal proof except the confession, signed by Link and Givens that Warden was guilty. And, now that he had been elected, he intended to keep silent regarding the confession.
"You ought to know, Warden they were your men." "Meaning that I sent them to cut the fence?" demanded Warden. His face was red with a wrath that was plainly artificial, or that had been aroused over the knowledge that Link and Givens had failed. "Meaning whatever you choose to think I mean, Warden," said Lawler coldly. "I'll make my explanations to the sheriff."
Warden and Della Wharton, accompanied by Aunt Hannah, had taken a west-bound train shortly after Miss Wharton's adventure in the Circle L line cabin. It was whispered they had gone to the capital for the winter. Sheriff Moreton had ridden over to the Circle L, to quiz Lawler about the killing of Link and Givens. "The coroner's verdict didn't incriminate no one," said Moreton.
She grew too heavy for society. May Young's in the Old Ladies' Home." "And Lotta Munn?" "Murdered by her husband. He had to kill her she wouldn't support him. The Leathershams are in the poorhouse, and Mrs. Charity Givens has bought their place. Want to go on a second honeymoon? Round the world?" "Yop." They went.
Often it only signifies that its owner wears the crown in token of his magnificent qualities in the art of cattle stealing. One day Ripley Givens rode over to the Double Elm Ranch to inquire about a bunch of strayed yearlings. He was late in setting out on his return trip, and it was sundown when he struck the White Horse Crossing of the Nueces. From there to his own camp it was sixteen miles.
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