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Updated: June 3, 2025
Gulden bent over him, tore at his clothes, tore harder at something, and then, with a swing, he held aloft a broad, black belt, sagging heavy with gold. "Hah!" he boomed. It was just an exclamation, horrible to hear, but it did not express satisfaction or exultation. He handed the gold-belt to the grinning Budd, and turned to the young man. "Got any gold?" "No.
But I kept my secret.... Then I came back here, gave the belt to Kells, told him I had followed Creede in the dark, had killed him and slid him into a deep hole in the creek.... Kells and Pearce none of them paid any attention to my story. I had the gold-belt. That was enough. Gold talks fills the ears of these bandits.... I have my share of Creede's gold-dust in my pocket. Isn't that funny?
This had been his method on several occasions when she had fallen asleep after waiting long for him. Joan got up to the window, dizzy and sick with the resurging memory of Jim's return to Kells with that gold-belt. Jim rose out of the shadow and felt for her, clasped her close. Joan had none of the old thrill; her hands slid loosely round his; and every second the weight inwardly grew heavier.
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