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"Besides," broke in Joe, with an impatience bred of his reading through Tresler's lame objection, "you jest notion to rile Jake some. Wal, you're a fool, Tresler a dog-gone fool! Guess you'll strike a snag, an' snags mostly hurts. Howsum, I ain't no wet-nurse, an' ef you think to bluff Jake Harnach, get right ahead an' bluff.
It was the stubborn, purposeful character of the man that she admired, and thought most of. He had carried out a task that the best horse-breaker in the country might reasonably have shrunk from, and all to please the brutal nature of Jake Harnach. "And you've christened her 'Lady Jezebel'?" she asked. Tresler laughed. "Why, yes, it seems to suit her," he said indifferently.
When will the awakening come? "Later: To-day I had an interview of three quarters of an hour with Herr Dr. R. W. Drechsler, head of the American Institute, attached to the University of Berlin. To-morrow I hope to see Excellency von Harnach, president of the University of Berlin, to whom I have a letter. Dr. Drechsler was kind, agreeable, extremely interesting.
Inside the hut, where Jake had so long been master, the boys were grouped round the bunk on which their old oppressor was laid out; the strong, rough fellows were awed with the magnitude of the outrage. Jake, Jake Harnach, the terror of the ranch, "done up." The thought was amazing.
Then, without a word, he made off after his horse. The blind man's face was turned in his direction as he went, and when the sound of his footsteps had died away, he turned abruptly and tapped his way back to the door. At the threshold he turned upon the foreman. "Two days in succession I have been disturbed," he gritted out. "You are getting past your work, Jake Harnach."
Then with great deliberation he came close up to the buckboard. "Miss Diane," he said, and the girl's lids lowered before the earnestness of his gaze, "you shall never while I live be the slave of Jake Harnach." Nor had Tresler time to move away before a tall figure rounded the bend of the trail.
I'm very fond of him; but it isn't of Joe I want to talk." "No." The man helped himself to the ham and veal pie, and found it anything but tough. Diane seated herself in a chair with her back to the uncurtained window, through which the early summer sun was staring. "You have met Jake Harnach and made an enemy of him," she said suddenly, and with simple directness.
For ten years Joe had put up with the bullying and physical brutality of Jake Harnach, so that, in however small a way, he might help to make easy the rough life-path of a lonely girl. And his motives were all unselfish. A latent chivalry held him which no depths of drunkenness could drown. He leant over and held out his hand.
"Condition ain't to be figgered on when a man keeps a great hulkin', bulldozin' swine of a foreman like Jake Harnach. Say, them two, the blind skunk an' Jake, ken raise more hell in five minutes around that ranch than a tribe o' neches on the war-path. I built a barn on that place last summer, an' I guess I know." "Comforting for me," observed Tresler, with a laugh.
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