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The canyon narrowed; the walls lifted their rugged rims higher; and the sun shone down hot from the center of the blue stream of sky above. Lassiter traveled slower, with more exceeding care as to the ground he chose, and he kept speaking low to the dogs. They were now hunting-dogs keen, alert, suspicious, sniffing the warm breeze.
Are you paying me compliments? But, seriously I've made up my mind not to be miserable. I've lost much, and I'll lose more. Nevertheless, I won't be sour, and I hope I'll never be unhappy again." Lassiter twisted his hat round and round, as was his way, and took his time in replying. "Women are strange to me. I got to back-trailin' myself from them long ago. But I'd like a game woman.
But soon they would be wheeling. Then, when Lassiter had the circle formed, how would he escape? With Jane Withersteen prayer was as ready as praise; and she prayed for this man's safety. A circle of dust began to collect. Dimly, as through a yellow veil, Jane saw Lassiter press the leaders inward to close the gap in the sage.
Mebbe realizin' it accounts for my grabbin' you that way, as much as the crazy boy's rapture your words gave me. I don't understand myself.... But the hell of this game is you can't ride away." "Lassiter!... What on earth do you mean? I'm an absolutely free woman." "You ain't absolutely anythin' of the kind.... I reckon I've got to tell you!" "Tell me all. It's uncertainty that makes me a coward.
"You see I jest had to go after Fay," Lassiter was saying, as he knelt to bathe her little pale face. "But I reckon I don't want no more choices like the one I had to make. There was a crippled feller in that bunch, Jane. Mebbe Venters crippled him. Anyway, that's why they were holding up here. I seen little Fay first thing, en' was hard put to it to figure out a way to get her.
Lassiter," she confessed, hanging her head like a corrected child. "He can't hear you now," said Tom. They rode on a little way. Tom told her of the other outrages for which Thorn was accountable in that settlement. She was amazed as deeply as she was shocked to hear of this, for if any word of it had come to the post, it had been kept from her. Neither was it ever mentioned in Chadron's home.
If she could not wholly control Lassiter, then what she could do might put off the fatal day. One of her safe racers was a dark bay, and she called him Bells because of the way he struck his iron shoes on the stones. When Jerd led out this slender, beautifully built horse Lassiter suddenly became all eyes. A rider's love of a thoroughbred shone in them.
Waiting had been his chief occupation for months, and he scarcely knew what he waited for unless it was the passing of the hours. But now he sensed action in the immediate present; the day promised another meeting with Lassiter and Lane, perhaps news of the rustlers; on the morrow he meant to take the trail to Deception Pass. And while he waited he talked to his dogs.
"Fay, Lassiter and Jane both will starve at least they will die there if we do not save them. You have been terribly wronged. You're a slave. You're not a wife." "They said I'll be burned in hell if I don't marry him.... Mother Jane never taught me about God. I don't know. But HE he said God was there. I dare not break it." "Fay, you have been deceived by old men. Let them have their creed.
"Well, did anythin' come off after I left you last night?" Venters told him about the rustlers. "I was snug hid in the sage," replied Lassiter, "an' didn't see or hear no one. Oldrin's got a high hand here, I reckon. It's no news up in Utah how he holes in canyons an' leaves no track." Lassiter was silent a moment.
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