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Updated: September 27, 2025
Gunsight on, fuel tanks almost full, propulsion tubes racked handy to his hand. They drove toward the enemy cruiser at top speed, swerving in a great arc as the sun pulled at them. The enemy's big boat was out of the ship, its jets firing. Rip leaned over his illuminated gunsight. The boat showed up clearly, the rings of the sight framing it.
The rush and excitement of that great gambling game that goes on in the Stock Exchange, the plunges on copper and the rushes for cover, all the give-and-take of the great chase; it picked him up as a great flowing stream floats a leaf and hurries it along, and Gunsight and Tecolote and the girl he had known there seemed far away, like a dream.
"Ready, Lieutenant." He braced himself against acceleration and flipped the speed control to full power. The fighting rocket rammed out from the asteroid, snapping him back against the seat. He made a quick check. Gunsight on, fuel tanks almost full, propulsion tubes racked handy to his hand, space patches ready to be grabbed and slapped on in case an enemy shot holed helmet or suit.
He paused abruptly. Out of the distance came the unmistakable sound of a blast, closely followed by a second. "Another dam!" Casey exclaimed. "That's Oscar's, or Wyndham's. Our own medicine, sure enough!" "If I can put a gunsight on to one of them fellers I'll fix him so's he won't hold medicine nohow," said McHale savagely. "No use followin' the river.
And Mary Fortune had laughed and run scampering up the stairs and come down with her gloves and veil, and as the automobile moved off she had that joyous sensation of something about to happen. They drove out of town on the one straight road that led to the Gunsight mine and Rimrock was so busy with the mechanics of his driving that she had a chance to view the landscape by herself.
No one followed to cheer or console him it was his confession of utter defeat. And the following day, when the Court convened, a verdict was rendered for the plaintiff. The lawyers and experts took their checks and departed and Rimrock Jones went home. He went back to Gunsight where he had seen his greatest triumphs and his days of blackest defeat and waited for Stoddard to strike.
Ain't it simply elegant? We'll show those Gunsight folks who's who!" "They're consumed with envy!" she answered, smiling. "I mean the women, of course. I heard one of them say, just before I moved over, that you'd built it here just to spite them." "That's right!" laughed Rimrock "hello there, Porfilio I built it just to make 'em look cheap.
With a girl like that, and standing all she had from him, to lose her over Mrs. Hardesty! Who was Mrs. Hardesty? And why had she gone to Gunsight and fetched him back to New York? Was it because he was crazy that he had the idea that she was an agent, somehow, of Stoddard?
The Geronimo papers suddenly blossomed out with accounts of the Gunsight boom; and Rimrock Jones, though held for murder, was heralded as a mining king. The story was recalled of his discovery of the Gunsight and of his subsequent loss of the same; and the fight for the Old Juan, with the death of McBain, was rewritten to fit the times.
"All right," said Rimrock and looked at her strangely, "I'll tell you what you can do. In the first place I want you to go back to Gunsight and stay there until I come back. And in the second place well, I can't forget what I did that day. I want you to say it's all right." "It is all right," she answered quickly, "I guess that's what I came to say.
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