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He appeared to be the gloomiest of the Isbel faction. There was something on his mind. "Wal, the Jorths are bad, but I reckon they'd not burn us alive," replied Blaisdell. "Hah!" ejaculated Gaston Isbel. "Much you know aboot Lee Jorth. He would skin me alive an' throw red-hot coals on my raw flesh." So they talked during the hour from sunset to dark. Jean Isbel had little to say.
We shore know what y'u meant by Ellen Jorth. But y'u wasn't smart when y'u told her y'u was Jean Isbel! ... Haw-haw! "Isbel flashed a strange, surprised look from the red-faced Bruce to Greaves and to the other men. I take it he was wonderin' if he'd heerd right or if they'd got the same hunch thet 'd come to him. An' I reckon he determined to make sure. "'Why wasn't I smart? he asked.
He saved me from bein' lynched in Texas. An' so I'm goin' to kill Jorth. Now I'll take it kind of y'u if any of y'u come out of this alive to tell who I was an' why I was on the Isbel side. Because this sheep an' cattle war this talk of Jorth an' the Hash Knife Gang it makes me, sick. I KNOW there's been crooked work on Isbel's side, too.
They ought to be heah, an' if they are y'u shore can bet they've got the fight sized up." Isbel's hopes did not materialize. The shooting continued without any lull until about midday. Then the Jorth faction stopped. "Wal, now what's up?" queried Isbel. "Boys, hold your fire an' let's wait." Gradually the smoke wafted out of the windows and doors, until the room was once more clear.
"Wal, hang on, Tad!" replied Colter, with a cheerfulness Ellen sensed was really indifferent. "Oh, what the hell's the use!" exclaimed Jorth. "It's all up with us Colter!" "Wal, shut up, then," tersely returned Colter. "It ain't doin' y'u or us any good to holler." Tad Jorth did not reply to this. Ellen heard his breathing and it did not seem natural.
"Esther, for Heaven's sake, listen," replied Isbel. "If y'u show yourself outside, Jorth an' his gang will kin y'u." "They may be mean, but no white men could be so low as that." Then they pleaded with her to give up her purpose. But in vain! She pushed them back and ran out through the kitchen with Jacobs's wife following her.
"Y'u y'u shot him!" he shrieked. "What for y'u hussy? ... Ellen Jorth, if y'u've killed him, I'll..." He strode toward where Colter lay. Then Jean, rising silently, took a step and like a tiger he launched himself into the air, down upon the rustler. Even as he leaped Springer gave a quick, upward look. And he cried out.
I'm heah bad luck to me! ... How 're y'u buckin' up, girl?" "I'm all right, Uncle Tad only tired an' worried. "Tad, how's your hurt?" interrupted Colter. "Reckon I'm easier," replied Jorth, wearily, "but shore I'm in bad shape. I'm still spittin' blood. I keep tellin' Queen that bullet lodged in my lungs-but he says it went through."
"Boys, the old man's orders are for us to sneak round on three sides of Greaves's store, keepin' out of gunshot till we find good cover, an' then crawl closer an' to pick off any of Jorth's gang who shows himself." Bill Isbel strode off without a reply to Colmor. "Well, I don't think so much of that," said Jean, ponderingly. "Jorth has lots of friends here. Somebody might pick us off."
He was tracking the black horse y'u stole." Jorth's hand and arm dropped limply. His sallow face turned a livid hue. Amaze merged into discomfiture and that gave place to rage. He raised a hand as if to strike Ellen. And suddenly Daggs's long arm shot out to clutch Jorth's wrist. Wrestling to free himself, Jorth cursed under his breath. "Let go, Daggs," he shouted, stridently.
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