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Updated: June 14, 2025
Finally he laid his hand over the finely traced maps that showed secret trails, unguessed, hidden little draws where stolen stock had been concealed, all the fine threads that would weave the net close around the Lorrigans. "Here, put that stuff up. This is not getting you to a doctor, and this can wait. Put it up." "No, you take it. And if I don't pull through, you turn it in. You keep it.
Leaving out the intolerable implication that Lance had showered benefits upon her, she felt that the Lorrigans had been over-generous. The schoolhouse and the books might be accepted as a public-spirited effort to do their part. But the piano, since it had not been returned, must be paid for.
"Make it a talking match, and Duke could lick any old woman, in the Black Rim country." "There's been enough fighting Lorrigans, don't you think?" Belle smiled back at him. "Duke's dad can fight hard enough for the whole family. I didn't think you wanted your boys to be fighters." "I don't. But I sure do want 'em to have the fightin' stuff in 'em, whether it ever comes out or not.
At the corral, that time-honored conference ground of all true range men, the three Lorrigans leaned their backs against the rails and talked things over in true range style: laconic phrases that stated their meaning without frills or mental reservations, and silences that carried their thoughts forward to the next utterance.
"We'll have to clean up this crowd, before it's over," Al was saying to his father. "Might as well start right in and git 'er over with." "And have it said the Lorrigans can't give a dance without having it end in rough-house!" Lance interrupted. "Cut out the idea of fighting that bunch. Keep them out of the house and away from the women, and let them have their booze down in the grove.
That's one thing you learned in school that I'd like to take outa you with a quirt." "I was merely pointing out how we, ourselves, personally, do not need a schoolhouse. But I was also saying that the Rim ought to have a lesson in real citizenship. They call the Lorrigans bad. All right; that's a fine running start. I'd say, let's give 'em a jolt.
It's really the Devil's Tooth I'm talking about. But the kick remains, so listen, folks, just listen. "I'm a Lorrigan. Two of you are Lorrigans, and you know what I mean when I say that. The rest of you had better guess what I mean, if you don't know and guess right! "I'm talking to you with my back against the wall in more ways than one. Don't think I'm fool enough not to know it.
They don't want to start anything with the Lorrigans!" "Well, I left the oven door open. She ain't burning to hurt. Yuh see, Scotty Douglas, he's religious and he don't never pack a gun. Them kind's bad to tangle up with; awful bad. There ain't nothing much a man can do with them religious birds. Them not being armed, you can't shoot it's murder.
That what the Lorrigans had set out to do, the Lorrigans had done. At the ranch he found Riley at the bunk house wrangling with the boys over his lost wardrobe. In Riley's opinion it was a darned poor idea of a darned poor joke, and it took a darned poor man to perpetrate it. Lance's arrival scarcely interrupted the jangle of voices.
Where Duke went is good Parts Unknown. Or if it's to hell why, the going is good. Never better. You'll go quicker, but there won't be any coming back, so I advise Parts Unknown. "You two Lorrigans I'm not thinking of you now as my brother and my father the same advice applies to you. You're Lorrigans. You'd rather fight it out than pull out, but you won't. You'd rather kill me than go.
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