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Updated: September 2, 2025
Without waiting to argue she wheeled Old Blue toward the Quarter Circle KT. Skinny watched her a moment, then started with Pedro in the other direction. Suddenly checking his horse he swung around in the saddle. "Go back the way we came!" he called after the girl. "Don't try the upper ford!" Carolyn June looked around and threw up her hand, motioning toward the north.
"Here," he said, jerking the flask from its hiding-place and handing it to the hostler, "maybe you'd like that bottle of 'rot-gut' I've swore off!" "I ain't," the stableman laughed and took it eagerly. Skinny remained in town that night and the next day, waiting for Parker and the Quarter Circle KT cowboys to come in with the beef cattle. They arrived about noon.
Ever since Parker had voluntarily surrendered during the Rodeo, his right to alternate, day and day about, with Old Heck in the widow's society, the owner of the Quarter Circle KT had been watching Ophelia, covertly and carefully, for any sign of "Movements" or an outbreak as a dreaded suffragette. While he watched her the widow was becoming more and more a necessity in the life of Old Heck.
The Ramblin' Kid stepped up to him. "You damned yellow heathen," he said in a level voice, "if you ever play that trick on that cat again th' Quarter Circle KT will be shy a cook an' your ghost'll be headin' pronto for China!" Without waiting for a reply he went back to the gate and watched Skinny and Carolyn June ride down the lane.
"Have the agent send it in care of whatever train they might be on and get an answer, then come back as quick as possible waiting is agony!" It was a long afternoon for Old Heck and the cowboys of the Quarter Circle KT. A band of colts were in the circular corral to be gentled to rope, saddle and hackamore.
Dimly through the darkness she saw two riders pass up the grade that led to the bench and turn their horses to the west, toward Eagle Butte, and ride straight into the outflung shadow of the thunder-storm from which now and then leaped jagged flashes of lightning and which was rolling from the Costejo Mountains across the Kiowa range in the direction of the Quarter Circle KT.
Below him the river whirled in dark eddies under the overhanging curtains of cottonwoods and willows; the Quarter Circle KT lay in the hollow of the valley, like a faint etching of silent restfulness; through the tops of the trees a white splash of moonlight struck on the smooth level surface of the treacherous quicksand bar that had drawn Old Blue down to an agonizing death and from which, scarcely a month ago, the Ramblin' Kid had dragged Carolyn June.
They had just returned to the Quarter Circle KT, unsaddled their horses, turned them into the pasture, gone to the house and stopped a moment on the front porch to watch the glow in the west the sun was dipping into a thundercap over the Costejo Mountains when the Clagstone "Six" rolled down the grade and up to the string of poplars before the house. "Gee, we thought you two had eloped!"
Thomas Lunsford, Kt., in memory of whom this marble is placed by order of Philip Ludwell, Esq., nephew of the said Thomas Ludwell, in the year 1727. As Yorktown was an important post, after three weeks' work in this section, I repaired to that ancient place. There I found two large camps.
"And now," Carolyn June repeated, her voice low and carefully guarded. "Listen: Before Ophelia Cobb and Carolyn June Dixon ever arrived at this Quarter Circle KT their 'lovers' were already picked out for them officially chosen, delegated, appointed, foreordained and everything! The 'arrangements' had all been made "
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