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On the first ballot the organization'll vote solid for Graney, and my fellows'll vote for John Frankfort. On the second ballot half my Frankfort crowd'll switch over to Graney. On the third I'll put the rest of 'em over, and that'll be enough to elect probably the Scarborough crowd'll see it's no use and let us make it unanimous. The losers are always hot for harmony."
He sat there long, his tall, lithe body slack, grim, serious lines in his lean face. He had thought of his conversation with Judge Graney concerning ambition his ambition, the picture upon which his mind had dwelt many times. A little frame printing office in the West was not one of its features.
What I can't understand is why Judge Lindman issued the writ at all if he did so. You are the defendant, and you certainly would have brought the deed into court as a means of proving your case." Trevison had mentioned the missing money, though he did not think it important to explain where it had come from. And Judge Graney did not ask him.
"We've got to put Sanderson out of the way, and do it quickly!" he declared. "And we've got to get that money back. Dale, you're a deputy sheriff. Damn the law! This isn't a matter for court action that damned Graney wouldn't give us a warrant for Sanderson now, no matter what we told him! We've got to take the law into our own hands.
The latter looked steadily back at him. "I saw no deed," he said, coolly. "In fact, it wouldn't be possible for me to see any deed, for Trevison has no title to the property he speaks of." Judge Graney made a gesture of impotence to Trevison, then spoke slowly to the court. "I am afraid that without the deed it will be impossible for us to proceed. I ask a continuance until a search can be made."
"Dunlavey," he said quietly, "what is the actual value of the Circle Bar ranch?" Dunlavey smiled blandly. "You couldn't find any man around these parts to take it at any price," he returned. "Why?" questioned Hollis. Dunlavey grinned mysteriously. "I reckon you know why," he returned; "you're pretty much of a tenderfoot, but I reckon Judge Graney has put you wise to the situation.
Judge Graney had dressed himself by the time the three arrived at the court house and Watkins was roughly tumbled into the room which had been set aside as the jail. Then the judge led Hollis and Allen into the court room where he issued Allen's certificate of appointment. "Now, I reckon we won't have no trouble in gettin' the soldiers," he grinned. "This sheriff is goin' to act!"
The tobacco in the bowl of the judge's pipe spluttered; he brought his right fist heavily down upon the table, rattling the pens and ink bottles that littered its top. "No, young man; you are not mistaken you have hit the nail squarely on the head. If you are going to stay here and fight Dunlavey and his crew, Blackstone Graney is with you until " "Until the Law comes," suggested Hollis.
But Hollis had determined that Watkins must be beaten. Allen did not stay long in the Kicker office. Nor, for that matter, did Hollis. Once, during the morning, he went down to the court house to talk with Judge Graney. Then he returned to the Kicker office and worked until noon. During the morning there had been a surprising influx of visitors.
Graney went directly to a hotel, to wash and breakfast, while Trevison, a little tired and hollow-eyed from loss of sleep and excitement, and with a two days' growth of beard on his face, which made him look worse than he actually felt, sought the livery stable where he had left Nigger the night before, mounted the animal and rode rapidly out of town toward the Diamond K. He took a trail that led through the cut where on another morning he had startled the laborers by riding down the wall Nigger eating up the ground with long, sure, swift strides passing Pat Carson and his men at a point on the level about a quarter of a mile beyond the cut.
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