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I'll do it tactfully," he whispered, then to Blake he added as we overtook them: "Maloney is right. The case is simple enough, after all. But we must find out some way to fasten the thing more closely on Mrs. Branford. Let me think out a scheme to-night. I'll see you tomorrow."
But though they went over it word for word they found no more. Either he had been interrupted, or he had been afraid that his casual thumb nail pressures might arouse the suspicion of his guards if persisted in too long. "He's alive somewhere. We'll save him now." Kate cried it softly, all warm with the joy of it. "Seems to let our friend Fendrick out," Maloney mused.
The plough-horses, yoked to the plough, stood in the middle of the paddock, beating the flies off with their tails and leaning against each other. Dad stood at the stock-yard his brown arms and bearded chin resting on a middle-rail passively watching Dave and Paddy Maloney breaking-in a colt for Callaghan a weedy, wild, herring-gutted brute that might have been worth fifteen shillings.
The Law and Order people could legally call on the federal forces, which would be compelled to respond. If the Committee of Vigilance did not fall into this trap, then the Law and Order people would have the muskets anyway. To carry out this plot they called in a saturnine, lank, drunken individual whose name was Hube Maloney. Maloney picked out two men of his own type as assistants.
Down-stairs the clerk was sharing his uneasiness with the barkeeper. "He came in looking like death. Wild-eyed he was. Mrs. Maloney there will tell you. She came up to me and remarked on it. No, sir, men, like that ain't healthy for this hotel." "That's so," the barkeeper agreed. "Why didn't you tell him you were full up?" "Well, he seemed the gentleman," the clerk said.
"Report to me," repeated John Silence once again, "the least sound, and do nothing precipitately." He shifted across to the mouth of the tent and raised the flap, fastening it against the pole so that he could see out. Maloney stopped humming and began to force the breath through his teeth with a kind of faint hissing, treating us to a medley of church hymns and popular songs of the day.
There was little enough to see, but that little was unmistakable. Some animal had scratched up the ground at the head of the tent, and with a great blow of a powerful paw a paw clearly provided with good claws had struck the silk and torn it open. There was a hole large enough to pass a fist and arm through. "It can't be far away," Maloney said excitedly.
He spoke with great decision and Maloney looked up and followed his words closely. "If you will agree to stay here a few days longer, I have no doubt we can put an end to the attentions of your strange visitor, and incidentally have the opportunity of observing a most singular and interesting phenomenon " "What!" gasped Mrs. Maloney, "a phenomenon? you mean that you know what it is?"
"Gosh sakes!" yelled Mayor Maloney excitedly as he stared at the watch in his hand. "Fifty-seven seconds! They can't beat that down to Cheyenne!" At the words, a mighty cheer went up from the crowd and everybody was talking at once.
At first I was afraid that they had been murdered; but Denis Maloney, who accompanied me the next morning, and I could discover no remains of anything belonging to them, and he is of opinion that they had some reason for going off. If they hadn't been in a desperate hurry, they would, I am sure, have come to bid us good-bye."
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