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"Miss Nell, it was jest this way," began Carmichael. "Shore Bo's knowed I was in love with her. I asked her to marry me an' she wouldn't say yes or no.... An', mean as it sounds she never run away from it, thet's shore. We've had some quarrels two of them bad, an' this last's the worst." "Bo told me about one quarrel," said Helen. "It was because you drank that time." "Shore it was.
"Why, Billy," she said with a quiver in her voice, "Last's couldn't run without you, boy. An' what's more, I thought all th' riders of th' Holdin' would stand by th' place." Billy, fully sobered, straightened up and held hard to that clutching hand. The red light of the sunset flushed his cheeks, but it never set the glow that was in his eyes.
The whole earth seemed to resound to the thunder of their going, and for once in their lives her beauties could not run fast enough for the mistress of Last's. They went like the wind itself, and yet they were slow to Tharon. Out of the open levels there swung up to meet them and to fade into the night, the standing willows by the Silver Hollow.
I move we ride th' Valley an' ask th' settlers to band together, under Last's, an' give our ultimatum t' Courtrey on th' heels of this. What say you?" "I say yes," said Hill swiftly. Thomas, of less stern stuff, wavered. "Well, let's wait awhile. Let's don't be too quick. Courtrey now, he's mighty quick an' hot. They ain't no tellin' "
The skipper rushed aft, hoping to get on deck through Ferrier's cabin, but he met a cataract of water which blinded him, and he came back saying, "I doubt her deck won't stand another like that. Now, gentlemen, it's for you to decide." "Skipper, send Bill up to help me with the boat. That last's drove her abreast the skylight." The one look-out man had saved himself.
These invariably rode rapidly away on being discovered, not troubling to return his salute of a hand waved high above him. "Funny tribe," he told himself, half puzzled, half irritated, "their manners seem to be peculiarly their own. As witness the offered meal so calmly 'taken back' by the young highway-woman of Last's Holding." That had rankled.
For every piece of property taken from any one of us, we shall go together and take back it, or its worth, from whoever took it. For every person killed in any way, but fair-and-open, we promise to hang the murderer." Billy had drafted the document. Tharon, whom Jim Last had taught her letters, read it aloud. The names of Last's Holding headed it.
His daughter was of the Valley, content. He meant her to be so always. The man who had instilled into her young mind a discontent with her environment, a longing for the "flesh-pots" of the world as he had styled it once, would have had short shrift at Last's. He would have received his time and "gone packing" swiftly. And Tharon was content.
"But three of us, I notice, are to do all the speaking," Werner growled to himself. "Next thing to being President of the United States I'd be president of the Workers of the World and the last's the safest job." Koppy went to the window and looked through into the darkening shadows. A man slid through the undergrowth out there and disappeared. Several more drifted in and out of sight.
A kitten frisked in the sunlight at the open door, wild ducks, long domesticated, squalled raucously down the yards, some cattle slept in the huge corrals and the little world of Last's Holding was at peace. It seemed that only the girl idling over the yellowed keys, was awake.
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