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She bubbled over with enthusiasm, the while Morgan covertly sneered and McWilliams warmed to the untamed youth in her. "What about this man Bannister?" she flung out suddenly, after they had cantered back to the house when the remuda had been inspected. Her abrupt question brought again the short, tense silence she had become used to expect.
They were at the time only a few miles from a shack on Dry Creek, where the Lazy D punchers sometimes put up. McWilliams had attended the wound as best he could, and after a few hours' rest had headed for the cabin in the hills. They were compelled to travel very slowly, since the motion kept the sheepman's wound continually bleeding.
She gave him one look, and thereafter punished him with silence. They left Gimlet Butte early next morning and reached the Lazy D shortly after noon on the succeeding day. McWilliams understood perfectly that strenuous competition would inevitably ensue as soon as the Lazy D beheld the attraction he had brought into their midst.
Yancey, for instance, fairly shouted his, while Rodd hesitated, seeming to search for an even smaller word. Carpenter's "here," was little more than a whisper, as might come from one who was making an admission which he wished circumstances had ordered otherwise. And the rotund little McWilliams answered in a manner that convinced McGee that Mac was really wishing he were not here.
For Morgan, ignorant of who was sitting quietly with his back to him at the faro-table, was venting his hate of Bannister and McWilliams. "Both in the same boat. Did y'u see how Mac ran to help him to-day? Both waddies. Both rustlers. Both train robbers. Sho! I got through putting a padlock on me mouth. Man to man, I'm as good as either of them damn sight better.
Bannister," said McWilliams, coming forward from the alcove with shining eyes. "And I must say he's game. Did y'u ever hear the like? Come butting in here as cool as if he hadn't a thing to do but sing out orders like he was in his own home. He was that easy." "It seems to me that a little of the praise is due Lieutenant Beecher.
McWilliams sent a message by him to say that we aren't to worry about him. He said he would would rope a heap of cows on the Lazy D yet." Nora, bursting into tears, flung herself into Helen's arms. "They are going to kill him. I know they are, and and 'twas only yesterday, ma'am, I told him not to to get gay, the poor boy. When he tried to to " She broke down and sobbed.
In the pleasant moonlight they sauntered back, two of them still engaged in lively badinage, while the third played chorus with appreciative little giggles and murmurs of "Oh, Mr. Halliday!" and "You know you're just flattering me, Mr. McWilliams."
With the arrival of reinforcements, in the persons of McWilliams and his friend, it had been the turn of the raiders to turn over their weapons. "All right, Denver," nodded the foreman. The outlaw chief whistled for his men, and with their guests they rode into the silent, desert night. They bedded that night under the great vault-roof where twinkle a million stars.
"I see. You only shoot at women when you don't know who they are." She turned her back on him pointedly and addressed herself to McWilliams. "You can tell the men working on this ranch that I won't have any more such attacks on this man Bannister. I don't care what or who he is. I don't propose to have him murdered by my employees. Let the law take him and hang him. Do you hear?"
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