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But the captain stood doubtful there were two sides to the question, and a man will only go so far to earn ten dollars a day. "Now hear me," warned Rimrock as there fell a tense silence, "you get off " "Shoot that man!" yelled McBain as he sensed what was coming, but Rimrock was over the wall. He knocked it flat with the fury of his charge, striking the gunmen aside as he passed.
He paused and glanced at the rear door and the typist smiled, discreetly. "Oh, no," she said. And then, lowering her voice: "Have you had trouble with Mr. McBain?" "Yes, I have," he answered. "You may have heard of me my name is Henry Jones." "Oh Rimrock Jones?" Her eyes brightened instantly as he slowly nodded his head. "That's me," he said.
"Oh, cut it off," cried L. W. in disgust, "we know you're bad you've told us before. And as for Andrew McBain, you'd better not crowd him too far; he'll fight, on a pinch, himself." "All right, if he wants it. I've got my eye on him. I'm just waiting till he makes the first move. I know it's coming, but as sure as he does it "
There lay the apex of the Tecolote claims, fifteen hundred lateral feet that covered the main body of the lode; and with the instinct of a mine pirate McBain had sought the high ground.
When McBain re-entered the room Fyles bestirred himself. He turned back and flung himself into an uncomfortable, rawhide-seated, home-made chair, and lit his pipe. McBain took up a position at the small table which served the purpose of a desk. McBain and his men had taken up their quarters here several weeks ago. It was a mere shed, possibly an implement shed on an abandoned farm.
But say," he went on, suddenly struck with an idea, "how come you're telling me all this? I thought you and McBain " "We won't discuss that, if you please," she broke in, blushing painfully. "There are some things you don't understand. But I think, under the circumstances, I have the right to take steps to protect my own interests.
But in the morning it was different. Those two personalities that had been so exalted, and differentiated, by drink, snapped back into one substantial I Am; and his tumultuous, fighting ego took command. Rimrock rose up thinking and the first hour after breakfast found him working feverishly to build up a defense. He had been jumped once before by Andrew McBain it must not happen again.
The men were talking earnestly in low voices, but their outward seeming had no suggestion of anything beyond ordinary interest. "He's surely leaving a trail all over the valley," said Sergeant McBain, after listening to his superior's talk for some moments. "It's a clear trail, too but it don't ever seem to lead anywhere definite. You've made nothing of that corral place, sir?"
"It is, if you've got it, but I've come to the point where I don't place absolute confidence in your word." "Oh, the hell you have!" said Rimrock sarcastically, "that sounds like some lawyer talk. You might've learned it from Apex McBain when you was associated with him in a deal. I won't say what deal, but, refreshing your memory now, ain't my word as good as yours?"
The hue of one's hair is a misfortune, not a fault," he submitted teasingly. "In Kitty you must at least allow that the red takes a more pleasing form than it does with me." Mrs. McBain sniffed. "You'll be tellin' me next that her hair's the colour God made it," she observed indignantly. Sandy and Nan broke into laughter. "Well, mine is, anyway," said the former.
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