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De Spain, touching his hat, spoke: "I am going right up to Sleepy Cat. I'll mail your letter if you wish." She looked at him in some surprise, and then glanced toward Lefever, who now rode up. De Spain was holding out his hand for the letter. His eyes met Nan's, and each felt the moment was a sort of challenge.
"I can't very well do business here without showing myself," retorted de Spain. "But it is a thing to be managed," persisted Lefever. "Now, suppose since the topic is up we 'show' in Main Street for a while." "Suppose we do," echoed de Spain ungraciously. "That will crack the début ice.
The feat, it was conceded, would be a stiff one. It was put up to Laramie; he consented, after some wrangling and with misgivings, to try to save the day for his misguided Sleepy Cat friends. The moment consent was assured, his backers hurried away in a body McAlpin as crier, Lefever and Sawdy to raise money, and Carpy to bully Van Horn and Stone and their following.
What do you mean?" asked Laramie curtly. "Isn't my word good as to who's in my shack?" "Jim!" Lefever held up a peacemaker's hand. "We thought maybe he might have come in since you rode away." "Well " Laramie cooled somewhat, "if it'll do you any good, I'll look inside and see." Van Horn sarcastically demurred: "Don't take the trouble, don't take the trouble, Jim."
When he had done, he examined, superficially, the wounds of each man. Rising, he turned toward Philippi. "Were these men dead when you brought them up here?" "I didn't bring 'em up," growled Philippi. "You know them, Pardaloe?" asked Lefever. Pardaloe answered that he did. Lefever turned sharply on Philippi. "Where were you when this fight was going on?" "Down at the stage barn."
Elpaso, in the end, justified his old reputation by making a recovery haltingly, it is true, and with perilous intervals of sinking, but a recovery. It was while he still lay in the hospital and hope was very low that de Spain and Lefever rode, one hot morning, into Calabasas and were told by McAlpin that Sassoon had been seen within five minutes at the inn.
"Laramie and Doubleday were having the hottest kind of a row when I rode up. I made sure we'd be shooting in the next couple of minutes. But John Lefever was watching pretty close and holding Van Horn. Barb cooled down when he saw three of us on deck. I told him on the side, the Governor had telephoned Pearson and the Colonel was going to send cavalry down after them and they'd better scatter.
When Laramie declared the wire must be put back by the men that had cut it, there was naturally an impasse, but Tenison and Carpy aided jointly by the representations of Lefever and Sawdy, induced Laramie to forego his punitive attitude and accept the amende as offered. This, as the doctor had predicted, put a pleasanter face on the tangled affairs of the range.
To Lefever the news was like a bubbling spring to a thirsty man. His face beamed, he tightened his belt, shook out his gun, and looked with benevolent interest on de Spain, who stood pondering. "If you will stay right here, Henry," he averred convincingly, "I will go over and get Sassoon." The chief stage-guard, Bob Scott, the Indian, was in the barn. He smiled at Lefever's enthusiasm.
"A man couldn't pry you loose from five twenty-dollar gold pieces if you had five thousand in your pocket, John. What are you stalling around for?" demanded Van Horn suspiciously. "Where's Laramie?" Lefever was frankness itself; almost over-frank in his genuine simplicity.
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