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Updated: May 14, 2025
"The life down there may have been rough, but it has not destroyed her native fineness and high principle. I don't say that I should care to have Angie go through such an experience, but it might have made a man of Vernon to buck up against it. Look at young Thode!" "Kearn Thode?" The attorney glanced up quickly. "I thought he was out West?" "No.
Someone had seized him by the shoulders and spun him around like a top and he found himself confronting Kearn Thode's blazing eyes. His half-fuddled companions shrank back in consternation. "Take that back, you miserable cur!" Thode's voice was scarcely recognizable. "Take back your damnable lies or I'll ram them down your throat!"
No one did but but the man who had made me his own daughter, and he would not tell me because he did not want to hurt me by letting me know what mean, contemptible snobs my people were and how they had served my own father for marrying my brave mother! Kearn Thode knew nothing!" "What if I were to show you proof? Here is a letter in his own hand, telling all about you and what he meant to do."
She found herself looking up into Kearn Thode's eyes, and the wonder of it held her dumb. As unconscious as a child of the instinctive movement, she extended both hands, and he caught and pressed them tightly for a moment before releasing them. "Mr. Thode! I had almost given up hope." The words sprang to her lips.
Cart and vender were gone, but in the gutter lay a crushed, greasy mess which had been a tomale. It was still smoking and as Dan stirred it with his foot, he saw that a wisp of sodden paper clung to it. Seizing it, he smoothed it out and read the two jerkily penciled words: "Mañana. José." "I say, hello there! Wait a minute, Kearn!"
Kearn Thode sprang from his point of vantage and faced the other man once more with undiminished determination in his eyes. "I've got to get to the barracks it means death to us all if I stay here! Isn't there a door on the other side of the house somewhere back of the patio?" "Yes. It opens on a little alley that leads to the plaza." It was the girl's eager voice which replied.
"Tell you what I'll do; I'll grab Jim's speedster and meet you at the Bumble Bee Inn. I can make it in an hour and so can you, as it's about half way out. Nobody'll be around in the morning and it's deserted anyway this time of the year, so we can have it to ourselves. I say, what's the racket, Kearn?" "Tell you when I see you. Don't fail me, Win. Good-bye."
A slim, girlish, heavily-veiled figure alighted, and at sight of the men who accompanied her, Starr Wiley emitted a second oath. They paused in the doorway and with a sudden movement the girl tore off her veil. There was a moment of electrified silence, broken by a little cry from Angie. "It's Willa! That impostor, I mean " "No!" Kearn Thode, the second of the newcomers, advanced to Mason North.
My Dad is Gentleman Geoff," she explained proudly. "He owns the Blue Chip, and it's the squarest gambling-house from Chihuahua to Campeche. It's kind of you to offer to go with me, but I don't need any protection. I sort of belong to Limasito, I reckon. Adios!" Kearn Thode rode back to his hotel with his brain in a whirl.
Kearn Thode stepped back, his face crimson at the name she had dubbed him as well as at the unexpectedness of her attack, and at that moment Starr Wiley leaped, snarling, from the undergrowth. The girl stood fascinated. She had seen many rough-and-tumble fights in the history of Limasito, but the clean-cut scientific way the two lean, lithe, well-matched figures sprang to combat thrilled her.
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