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Updated: May 27, 2025


'You may serve coffee in a quarter of an hour, Marcom, said she, dismissing the butler; and then, as he left the room 'And you tell me seriously there was a broken arm in this case? 'I can hide nothing from you, though I have taken an oath to silence, said he, with an energy that seemed to defy repression.

"Got much of a herd, has he?" Marcom rolled a fresh cigarette skilfully, and drew the string of the tobacco pouch taut with his teeth. "He did have, one time, but I don't believe he's got many left now. There's been a bunch lost there every storm I can remember. He don't keep any punchers to look after 'em, and he's never on hand himself.

Frank, broken at last, lay on the hard quartermaster cot and shook with dry and racking sobs. Neither boy knew what the outcome would be. It seemed days before the jingle of spurs in the tiny passageway told of the approach of officers, and the door opened to admit General Marcom, his aide, and the Major. Bill rose and stood at attention.

"Why so?" he asked. "You'll find out why," retorted the other. "Fire here's 'most as uncommon as rain, and the boss don't like them smoky jokes." "But I saw smoke, I tell you," reiterated Grannis, defensively; "smoke, dead sure!" "All right, if you're certain sure." "Marcom knows what he's talking about, Grannis," said Graham.

"Must be a stranger in these parts, then," said Marcom. "Most everybody knows Tom Blair." He paused to give an all-including glance. "At least well enough to get a slice of his dough," he finished with a sarcastic laugh. "Does he handle the pasteboards?" asked Buck, with interest. "Tries to," contemptuously. The curiosity of the youthful Bud was now thoroughly aroused.

"What kind of a fellow is he, anyway?" he went on. "Does he go it alone up at his ranch?" At the last question Bill Marcom, discreetly silent, shifted his eyes in the direction of the foreman, and, following them, Bud surprised a covert glance between Graham and his wife. It was the latter who finally answered. "Not exactly." Buck was not without intuition, and he shifted to safer ground.

The General fussed for a moment, then went outside to the fateful telephone and called Major Anderson. The others could hear what he said. "Anderson," he commenced, "this is unofficial. General Marcom speaking. You have a hard and trying interview before you. I want you to meet it with mercy, Anderson; mercy rather than justice. Justice has already been done.

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