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Howard used to write lots of letters then to some girl, Paine said, and go off and post them in obscure letter-boxes outside the gates when he could get leave, but he had quit writing long since, Haney knew, for he watched the new company clerk with jealous eyes. He knew and knew well that Howard was savagely glad when Brannan was sent to the reservation with Boynton's party.
He ain't the kind of man you ought to marry." She hushed her mother's wail. "Sh! He'll hear you," she said, solemnly. "There are lots o' worse men than Mart Haney." "But he's so old for you." "He's no boy, that's true, but we went all over that. The new fact in the case is this: he's sold out up there cleared out his saloon business and all for me.
Joe looked at Mike. Haney and the Chief regarded him warily. The Chief cocked his head on one side. "It'll take a minute to get it across," said Mike. "You have to think of concrete first. When you want to make a cubic yard of concrete, you take a cubic yard of gravel. Then you add some sand just enough to fill in the cracks between the gravel. Then you put in some cement.
In the silence that followed his face became almost as white as her own, for he understood and shared her temptation. At last he said, slowly, "And you are going with him?" "Yes, I must. Don't you see I must?" He understood, too. Haney had refused to go without her, and to stay would be to shorten his life. "How did the Captain take it?" he asked with effort.
Don't you feel good?" He was angry, but he was more concerned. Mike was white and raging. "You tell that," he panted shrilly, "and so help me " "What's got into you?" demanded Haney anxiously. "I'd be bragging, I would, if I'd got a brainstorm like you did! That guy Sanford woulda wiped us all out "
We'd have wandered around like a couple of Utes if it hadn't been for him. When in doubt ask Lucius, was our motto." She told stories of the elder Haney and the McArdles, and described the trials of the children in their new home till Ben laughingly said: "It's hard to run somebody else's life I've found that out."
The wound was most barbarous, and Williams' eyes filled with tears as he looked upon that magnificent torso mangled by buckshot. He loved his big partner Haney was indeed his highest enthusiasm, his chief object of adoration, and to see him riddled in this way was devil's work. He lost hope.
Haney was also up and about, an hour ahead of his schedule, sure that Ben's business concerned the mine. "It's the labor war breaking out again," he repeated. "I feel it in my bones. If it is, back I go, for the boys will be nading me." They went to the station in their auto-car, but, at Bertha's suggestion, Mart sent Lucius in to meet their attorney and to direct him where to find them.
Moss indicated one or two other dimly seen faces about her and introduced their owners in a most casual manner while she compounded a hot drink for her Western guest. "How long have you been in our horrible town, Mr. Haney?" she asked, heedful of Joe's warning. "One day, ma'am." "You're just 'passing through, I presume that's the way all Colorado people do." Haney smiled.
His remark, so simple in itself, pierced to the centre of Bertha's momentary self-deception. "I have no right to think of him. He belongs to Alice Heath!" But the feeling that she herself belonged to Marshall Haney was gone.
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