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Updated: June 14, 2025
While she watched it, the star slid out of sight as if it were going down to warn Hugh Douglas that his daughter had told a lie and had gone to a forbidden place to dance with forbidden people, and was even now driving through the night with one of the Lorrigans, perchance the wickedest of all the wicked Lorrigans, because he had been away beyond the Rim and had learned the wickedness of the cities.
His glance went impersonally over the faces of his audience. Most of them were leaning forward, a few were breathing hard. They were listening, straining unconsciously to get the meaning he withheld from them. Lance's right hand sagged another half inch, his lips pulled sidewise in the enigmatical smile of the Lorrigans. "I lied, of course about the outfit this joke is on.
"But but my mother will be that " "My mother will be that all of that, and more," Lance stopped her, still exulting in her love. "All the Lorrigans what does it matter? Life's for you and me to live, you girl with the bluest eyes in the world. When will you marry me? To-day? Tell me to-day!" "Oh!" gasped Mary Hope, breathless still from the suddenness of it all.
She strongly advised written invitations, with a ticket enclosed and the price marked plainly. She said it was a crying shame the way the Lorrigans had conducted their dance, and that Mary Hope ought to be very careful and not include any of that rough bunch in this dance.
They were books evidently approved by some Board of Education for school libraries, and did not interest her very much. Not when a piano stood in the other corner. She was early, so she opened it and ran her fingers over the keys. She knew well enough who had brought it there, and her mouth was pressed into a straight line, her eyes were troubled. The Lorrigans always the Lorrigans!
"I was over helping hold old Scotty in his bed, the other day," he said irrelevantly. "He was crazy out of his head. He kept yelling that the Lorrigans were stealing his stock. He kept saying that a few more marks with a straight branding iron would turn his Eleven into an NL, ANL, DNL, LNL any one of the Devil's Tooth brands. Crazy with fever, he was."
Mary Hope fully decided that she would have the piano hauled back to the Lorrigans. Later, she was distressed because she could think of no one who would take the time or the trouble to perform the duty, and a piano she had to admit is not a thing you can tie behind the cantle of your saddle, or carry under your arm. The books were a different matter. They were for the school.
"Rotten bunch of rough-necks," he summed up the men of Black Rim and of Jumpoff. "And they'll blame the Devil's Tooth outfit they'll say the Lorrigans did it. Oh, well heck!"
She played it, and while she played she wept because the Rim folk simply would not understand how little she wanted the Lorrigans to do things for her. And then, one day, she hit upon a plan of redeeming herself, for regaining the self-respect she felt was slipping from her with every day that the piano stood in the schoolhouse.
And under his breath, to his immediate masculine neighbors he added: "To hell with the Lorrigans and their piano!" Mary Hope could have hugged that cowpuncher who hastily seized her hand and swung her into place as the first couple in the first set.
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