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His hand came down upon the other's shoulder with a sounding whack. "Where is she?" asked the other, coaxingly. "You're a cunning hombre, Alec. Leave us have a look at her, I say." "Bye and bye," McTurpin spoke more cautiously. "Bye and bye ... then you can be a witness to the marriage, Dave."
So McTurpin had come back. He had been about to ask for further details when one of the hurrying workmen called his informant away. After all it did not matter much just how or when the gambler had returned. They were sure to meet sooner or later. Once more Windham's hand unconsciously sought the pistol in his pocket.
"Who's that on the bed?" asked Benito. "The cursed opium-wreck, McTurpin," Lees replied impatiently. "I planted him when I saw Dick go down." He bent above the wounded officer while Benito relighted the lamps and examined curiously the body of his ancient enemy. For McTurpin was dead. He had evidently tried to reach the woman as he fell.
"Put your name on as a witness," he demanded of the host. "Jack the Sailor" shook his head. "I've no part in this," he said, and turned his back upon them. "Nor I," Potts answered to a similar invitation. McTurpin took the paper. "Well, it doesn't matter. You've all seen him sign it: You ... and you ... and you."
Then a hand, which trembled slightly, made a lightning move toward his hip. "I wouldn't," drawled the voice of Robert Windham. His right hand, loosely in a pocket of his coat, moved slightly. "I've got you covered, Sydney Duck McTurpin ... if that's your real name." The other's hand fell at his side.
Brown kept shouting: "Ship-shape, gents, and reg'lar; that's the word. Place your vote and then you drinks.... Gord bless yer merry hearts." Thus he harangued them into order and coaxed many a Russian, Spanish, English and American coin across his bar. Suddenly he looked into the eyes of Aleck McTurpin. "Give me a brandy sling," the gambler ordered.
"Is there any news?" asked Adrian. "Nothing favorable," said Hyde uneasily. He made an impatient gesture. "You can see for yourselves, gentlemen, that my hands are tied. The man what's-his-name? McTurpin, has a perfectly correct conveyance signed by your son. Benito, I understand, does not deny his signature.
"Unless," said Adrian, "they had been hidden buried secretly, perhaps." "Adrian, what do you mean?" asked Inez in excitement. "It was about the time that " "McTurpin left," responded Stanley. "I've heard more than a whisper of his possible connection with the disappearance. McTurpin didn't leave alone. He rounded up half a dozen rough-looking fellows and they rode out of town together."
McTurpin covered his cards with his hands. "You want to lay me this ranch against what?" "Five thousand dollars that is fair enough," Benito answered. He was trembling with excitement. McTurpin watched him hawk-like, seeming to consider. "Bring us ink and paper, Jack," he called to Cooper, and when the latter had complied, he wrote some half a dozen lines upon a sheet. "Sign that.
For a time the quartette strode along in silence; then Brown spoke, as if the thought had been long on his lips, "Wasn't that the girl McTurpin brought to town?" "Yes," said Adrian tersely, "it was she." Brown made no immediate response; he seemed to be digesting Adrian's remark. Finally he burst out, "If it's any of my business, what's she doing there?" "She asked for help," retorted Stanley.
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