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This work, which is published in America, contains an interesting description of St. Michael, particularly in what relates to its natural history and geology. Preliminar al Tomo primero de las Memorias Historico-Physicas, Critico-Apologeticas, de la America Meridional. Par D.J.E. Lamo Zaputa. Cadiz, 1759. 8vo. Reise eineger Missionarien in Sud America. Von C. Gott. Von Murr. Nurem. 1785. 8vo.
He smiled wryly, for sight of the door brought Barbara into his thoughts though he was not sure she had been out of them since the first instant of his meeting with her in Lamo. "They've been tellin' her them damn stories about me bein' a hell-raiser an' she believes 'em," he mused. And then his smile faded. "An she ain't none reassured by my mug."
And as she rode ahead of him it was the picture she had made then that he saw; and the emotions that assailed him were the identical emotions that had beset him when for a brief instant, in Lamo, he had held her in his arms, with her head resting on his shoulder. That, he felt, had been the real Barbara Morgan.
Into Harlan's eyes as he talked had come that vacuous light that had been in them when he had faced Deveny's men in Lamo the light that was always in his eyes whenever he faced more than one man, with trouble imminent. He saw the face of every man in the group while seeming not to be looking at any of them.
She was aware of Deveny's power in the country; she knew that he ruled Lamo as he ruled every foot of land in the section; and she was convinced that it would be wasted effort to call for help. Even her own sex represented by the slattern, and most of the women in Lamo were of that type, in character seemed to be antagonistic toward her.
Later, at Lamo, when Harlan had held the girl in his arms, he felt that at that instant he must have experienced much the same protective impulse that Morgan would have felt, had the experience occurred to him. Harlan had been slightly cynical until that minute; but since then he had known that his rage against the outlaws was deeply personal.
He had seen in Deveny's eyes there in Lamo a flame when Deveny looked at Barbara that told him more about the man's passions than Deveny himself suspected.
Besides, Morgan had qualified his instructions with: "Take a look at John Haydon, an' if you think he's on the level an' you want to drift on turn things over to him." Harlan did not want to "drift on." Into his heart since his meeting in Lamo with Barbara and during the ride to the Rancho Seco had grown a decided reluctance toward "drifting."
He's got a fellow that runs with him Strom Rogers who's almost as good as he is with a gun. They're holy terrors; they've got the cattlemen for two hundred miles around eatin' out of their hands. They're roarin', rippin' devils! "There ain't no man knows how big their gang is seems like half the people in the Lamo country must belong to it.
She came out of a rear door after a while, and Harlan was still standing at the gate. He watched her as she came toward him it was the first time she had ventured in that direction since the return from Lamo with him noting that she seemed to be in better spirits that she was smiling. "You looked lonesome," she said, as she halted near him. "Did Linton join the outfit?"
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