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Sandy examined the wound by the feeble light of matches, which McHale held in his left hand, and declared that the arteries were uninjured. He cut off a leg of his trousers below the knee, and, with McHale's shirt sleeve, organized a bandage, binding it with the thongs of his moccasins, swearing steadily below his breath. McHale leaned back against the rock and demanded his pipe.
The hand that held the gun had not a tremor. Clyde, looking at him, saw and recognized in his face the cold deadliness which she had once seen in McHale's. Without an instant's hesitation the leader put his weapon on the table. "You win once," he observed. "That's sensible," Casey commented. "Now, perhaps you'll tell me what this means?" "No objection in the world," the other replied coolly.
You needn't be afraid." "Did you think I meant to head off your natural curiosity? Not a bit of it. You want to know where Tom is going at this time of night, and why?" "Of course I do. But I won't ask." "You may just as well know now as later." He told her what had happened, omitting to mention McHale's real reason for leaving the ranch. Even in the darkness he could see the trouble in her eyes.
Come on, Sam, we'll get going." Clyde heard the trample of hoofs dying in the distance, and then McHale's voice: "You run the bluff, but you took an awful chance. That there Cross come mighty close to making a break." "Nervous kind?" "Yep. He's apt to be too blamed soon. T'other one, Dade, is cold-drawn. I judge he's bad. Ever hear of him?" "No." "Nor me," said McHale; "but he has the earmarks."
The waiting began to get on their nerves. "What d'you s'pose they're framing up?" Sandy asked. "Don't know. Durn it! I can't do nothin' unless they run in on us," McHale grumbled. "Wisht I could hold a rifle." "Let 'em try to run in," said Sandy grimly. He had McHale's rifle in addition to his own. "They've got to come two hundred yards without cover.
Does that make any difference to you?" "Some," said the sheriff. "It lets young McCrae out, I reckon." "How about McHale?" "That's a killin'. You got nothin' to do with that. Anyway, he's got a good defence." "I'll sign his bail bond to any amount." "I reckon there won't be no trouble about that," said the sheriff. "I know a man when I see him. McHale's all right.
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