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"Wherein he is neither better nor worse than a good many others who take the sunburn of the Red Desert," was Lidgerwood's comment, and just then the waiter opened the door a second time to say that luncheon was served.
At the first indication of an outbreak, he was to pass the word to Van Lew, who would immediately transfer the private-car party to the second-floor offices in the head-quarters building. "That is all," was Lidgerwood's summing up, when he had made his dispositions like a careful commander-in-chief; "all but one thing. Mac, have you seen anything of Hallock?"
Lidgerwood's grin was ghastly, but it was nevertheless a teeth-baring of defiance. "You curs!" he scoffed. "You haven't even the courage of your own necessities! Why don't you pluck up the nerve to shoot, and be done with it?
"As I have told you before, I've discovered Lidgerwood's weakness he can't call a sudden bluff. Rufford's play the play I told him to make was to get the drop on him, scare him up good, and chase him out of town out of the country. He overran his orders and went to jail for it." "Well?" said the mine-owner.
"He seems a fine fellow; much too fine a fellow to be wasting himself out here in the desert. Why?" "Oh, I just wanted to know. Ever met his mother and sister?" "No." "Well, you ought to. The mother is one of the only two angels in Angels, and the sister is the other. Dawson, himself, is a ghastly monomaniac." Lidgerwood's brows lifted, though his query was unspoken.
With her lips to Lidgerwood's ear she said: "Tell me, Howard; how soon should a chaperon begin to make a diversion? I'm only an apprentice, you know. Does it occur to you that these young persons need to be shocked into a better appreciation of the conventions?" There was a small Pintsch globe in the hollow of the "umbrella roof," with its single burner turned down to a mere pea of light.
"That the numbers, or the initials, or both, were wrongly reported. It means that it was a put-up job to steal the lumber." "Exactly. And there was a mixed car-load of lime and cement lost at about the same time, wasn't there?" "Yes." Lidgerwood's swing-chair "righted itself to the perpendicular with a snap."
In the Angels roundhouse, on the second morning following the attempt upon Lidgerwood's life at the gate of the Dawson cottage, the discussion was spirited, not to say acrimonious. "I'm telling you hyenas that Collars-and-Cuffs ain't going to run away," insisted Williams, who was just in from the all-night trip to Red Butte and return. "He ain't built that way."
After it was loosened, the rail had been sprung aside, and the bit of rock inserted between the parted ends to keep them from springing together was still in place. Lidgerwood's eyes were bloodshot when he rose and said: "I'd like to ask you two men, as men, what devil out of hell would set a trap like this for a train-load of unoffending passengers?"
For one thing, Lidgerwood's first executive act was to knock in the head of the ten-gallon celebration with a striking-hammer, before it was even spiggoted; and for another he quickly proved that he was Gridley's equal, if not his master, in the gentle art of track-clearing; lastly, and this was the most astonishing thing of all, he demonstrated that clean linen and correct garmentings do not necessarily make for softness and effeminacy in the wearer.
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