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But when she looked into Lawler's eyes and realized that mere acting would not deceive him, she sneered. "I might have known you wouldn't be man enough to protect me!" Lawler smiled, but did not answer. And after an instant, during which Della surveyed him with scorn unspeakable, she strode stiffly to a chair in a far corner of the room and dropped into it. Lawler had been little affected.
She had been a trifle worried just an instant before; and the white world outside had seemed to threaten to rush in and crush out her life the life she loved so well and she had been just a little afraid. But she had not been too frightened to note Lawler's sympathy the quick glow in his eyes, and the atmosphere of tenderness that suddenly seemed to envelop him.
"In another week he will be able to ride. Your mother sent you her love, and Shorty told me to tell you to take care of yourself. Kane, Shorty actually loves you!" "Shorty is a man, Ruth." "Oh, he is wonderful!" And then, with a direct look at him, she added: "Della Wharton has gone East, Kane." Lawler's eyes narrowed; he was silent.
Warden had quickly recovered his composure. It was evident from Lawler's manner that Link and Givens had not talked. He had been afraid they might have told Lawler that he had ordered them to cut the fence.
He saw the frank disgust in Lawler's eyes, and the desire to drive it out, to make the man betray some sign of the perturbation that must be in him, drove Warden to an indiscretion. "You're a wise guy, Lawler," he jeered. "A minute ago you hinted that this thing was being engineered by a bunch of cheap crooks. Call them what you like. They're out to break you understand?
What chance had a poor man against such a moloch as the railroad, even with a lawyer of such ability as had been exhibited by Hermann Krebs? Krebs was praised, and the attention of Mr. Lawler's readers was called to the fact that Krebs was the man who, some years before, had opposed single-handed in the legislature the notorious Bill No. 709.
Singleton was reluctant to admit that it was not Lawler's gun that he was afraid of, but something that was in the man himself in his confident manner, in the level glance of his eyes; in the way he looked at Singleton seeming to hint that he knew the man's thoughts, and that when the time came if it ever came he would convince Singleton that his fears were well founded.
Such was the perfection of the organization of which I might now call myself an integral part that the "best" publications contained only the barest mention, and that in the legislative news, of the signing of the bill. I read with complacency and even with amusement the flaring headlines I had anticipated in Mr. Lawler's 'Pilot. "The Governor Signs It!"
These were the result of the fall or beef round-up. For a month there had been intense activity in the section. Half the cattlemen in the county had participated in the round-up that had centered upon Lawler's range, the Circle L: and the cattle had been herded down in the valley because of its natural advantages.
"Don't you worry about Lawler's nerve, boys; he's got more of it than the bunch of us put together! He's got some scheme in mind. You guys just set tight until you find out what it is. Do as he told you. Don't let that scurvy gang know that you're flabbergasted!" When Lawler rode away there was a noticeable commotion in the group of advancing horsemen.
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