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"I'm going west home," he said, and the word sounded odd. "At this season! But there is nobody in church, at least only a few, and Mr. McCrae can take care of those he always does. He likes it." Hodder smiled in spite of himself. He might have told her that those outside the church were troubling him. But he did not, since he had small confidence in being able to bring them in.
Half an hour of this slow progress brought him in sight of Talapus Ranch. It had been pointed out to him before; but it was with considerable reluctance that he decided, for his mount's sake, to turn into the trail to the house. Sheila was on the veranda, and Farwell raised his hat. "Miss McCrae, I think. You may remember me Farwell. I'm sorry to trouble you, but my horse has picked up a nail.
"They're not Socialists," agreed McCrae. "But there is room in the back and sides of the church, and there is the early service and the Sunday night service, when the pews are free. Why don't they come to these?" "Religion doesn't appeal to them." "Why not?" "Ye've asked me a riddle. All I know is that the minute ye begin to preach, off they go and never come back."
"Yes," Hodder forced himself to go on, and it came to him that he had repeated virtually the same words to Mr. Parr, "it is at our very doors, a continual reproach. There is real poverty in those rooming houses, and I have never seen vice so defiant and shameless." "It's a shifty place, that," McCrae replied.
"You call a feud on me, do you? Now you listen here: You call it off and call your bunch off, or there'll be doin's." "I'm talkin' to your partner," said Dade. "I s'pose it's young McCrae. We got nothing against you, McCrae. You come out o' there, take your horse and your dunnage, and git. Nobody'll hurt you." "Is that so?" sneered Sandy. "Go plumb to blazes, will you?"
"I'm told you're working very hard stirring up McCrae. He needs it." "I'm only trying to study the situation," Hodder replied. "I don't think you quite do justice to McCrae," he added; "he's very faithful, and seems to understand those people thoroughly." Mr. Parr smiled. "And what conclusions have you come to?
Still, he could not think that she was palliating his offence; and he was quite aware that she had saved his life. Young McCrae, in offended dignity, stalked in front. "I want you to know," said Farwell, "that I'm utterly ashamed of myself. To prove it I'm going to do the best I can. I'm going to wire in my resignation, and I'm going away." "Don't." "What?" he exclaimed incredulously. "Don't.
And so a few days afterward Farwell, armed with a check representing one hundred and fifty thousand dollars of lawful money, procured because he considered it likely to have a good moral effect, sought Talapus Ranch and Donald McCrae. And McCrae, as he feared, turned the offer down. Farwell had calculated on producing the check at the proper psychological moment, in practically stampeding him.
McCrae repeated, almost fiercely. Hodder smiled in spite of himself. "There's no reason," he said, "except the added work put on you without warning, and in this heat." "Ye'll not need to worry," his assistant assured him, "the heat's nothing to me." McCrae hesitated, and then demanded abruptly, "Ye'll not be visiting?" The question took Hodder by surprise.
If you refuse, the best you can hope for is dry-land prices. It's your only salvation, I tell you." "My word is passed," said McCrae. "Even if it wasn't, I wouldn't be harried off the little bit of earth that's mine. It's good of you to take this trouble I judge you had trouble but it's not a bit of use." "Look here," said Farwell.
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