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"Oh, I'm soft in the haid," Dud grunted. "Gonna trail along. I'll tell you right now I ain't lost Houck any, but if you're set on this fool business, why, I'll take a whirl with you." "Good old Dud," Bob beamed. "I'll bet we get away with it fine." "Crazy old Dud," the owner of the name grumbled. "I'll bet we get our topknots scalped."
Jake Houck he calls hisself." Bob's heart shriveled within him. Two enemies scarcely a stone's throw away, and probably both of them knew he was here. Had they come to settle with him? He dismissed this last fear. In Jake Houck's scheme of things he was not important enough to call for a special trip of vengeance. "We'll leave 'em alone," Harshaw decided. "If any of them drop over we'll be civil.
Tiny beads of perspiration stood on his forehead. "You're killin' me!" he screamed. "Wish you'd gunned me when you had a chance, don't you?" Houck spat at him. "Too late now. Well, what's it to be?" Again he applied the torture. The boy begged, pleaded, then surrendered. "I can't stand it! I'll do anything you say." "Well, you know yore li'l' piece. Speak it right up," ordered the cattleman.
I'm right mean an' sulky, but if you'll save me this time from Jake Houck, I'll make out to say my prayers regular an' get religion first chance comes along," she explained and promised, her small white face lifted to the vault where the God she knew about lived. Drifts floated across the sky blown by currents from the northwest.
For the story would go out to every ranch and cow-camp. Worst of all he had blown out the dynamic spark within himself that is the source of life and hope. He did not deceive himself. Houck had said he was going to take June to her father. But he had said it with a cynical sneer on his lips.
The other was from Jake Houck. He'd got to the house before I did, found her note to me, an' lit out after her. Soon's I could run up a horse I hit the trail too." "Threw me down, eh, Pete?" Houck said bitterly. "Well, there's two can play at that." Tolliver did not flinch. "Go to it, soon as you've a mind to. I don't owe you a thing except misery. You wrecked my life.
He's breakin' away from the other fellow and movin' this way." Houck observed that the big cowpuncher was nervous. The hand hitched in the sagging belt was trembling. "Don't weaken, Dave," he said in a whisper out of the corner of his mouth. "We'll be outa town in ten minutes." "Sure," agreed the other in a hoarse murmur. Houck sauntered to the cage. This was a recent importation from Denver.
"You can tell that squirt Dillon I ain't through with him yet, not by a jugful," he growled. "If you have anything to tell Bob Dillon, say it to him," June answered, looking at him with fearless, level eyes of scorn. "An' I ain't through with you, I'd have you know." June finished putting his order on the table. "But I'm through with you, Jake Houck," she said, very quietly. "Don't think it.
I tell you that you're made in His image. Bite on that thought hard whenever you're up against it an' want to hide yorese'f in a hole. Every time you get too s-scared to play yore hand out, you're playin' it low down on yore C-creator." Bob came to another phase of the situation. "What about June?" "Well, what about her?" "She's gone with Houck. He'll not take her home."
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