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The face was white and drawn, and the great black eyes she had been an Oliver out of Megget were fixed in the long stare of pain. Her voice had the high lilt and the deep undertones of the Forest. "The bairn 'ill be gone ere ye ken, Sim," she said wearily. "He canna live without milk, and I've nane to gie him. Get the coo back or lose the son I bore ye.
There isn't a cattle thief or a bad man in this part of the country that won't run when he sees him if he has the chance. "You saw how Gus Megget and his gang got scared. It was just the sight of Shorty that scared him. He's got a record of sending more cattle thieves and crooked gamblers to jail than any three other sheriffs in the country.
From what you tell me, that's Shorty Jenks' opinion. If the truth were known, I think Megget would prove to be the head of a gang of cattle thieves." And how true were Mr. Wilder's suspicions, they were all destined to learn. The recital of their adventuresome journey recalled to the boys that they had entirely forgotten to tell about Hans' coming.
Wilder's bidding, launched into an account of what he had learned in Tolopah. "There are twenty of them in the gang," he said, "and Megget has joined them by this time, though he wasn't with them when they made the raids. As near as I could make out, their headquarters are in the Lost Lode Mine.
He won't be able to scent when he's above where Megget and the others will enter the valley." "Which way will they come?" asked Mr. Wilder. "The opposite end from the way we did," responded the former raider. "That's why I'm taking our ponies to a place on this side."
When I give the call, fire the grass and then ride for the trail and drive the cattle to the mine. I'll cut across and warn Vasquez and the others." As his men heard the words and realized their significance, they glanced at their leader and then at one another. Yet none of them moved. "Are you deaf?" roared Megget. "Do as I say and lively. Squinty, come with me."
I'll go alone," sneered Horace. Flushing at the taunt of cowardice, Tom bit his lips that he might not say anything he should regret. "You ought to know, Horace, that neither Larry nor I are afraid," he responded. "I was only thinking about your mother. We promised her we would be back by to-morrow night. The idea of our going in pursuit of Megget by ourselves is foolish.
"They certainly did," smiled the ranchman. "So I reckon we can't blame Megget for this raid." "But he could have come by train, the short line, you know." "We'll find out in time. There's no use arguing, Nails," said the ranchman. "Bill, bring up Buster and Blackhawk. Tom, you will have to take Nails' pony. We must get back to the ranch as soon as possible and that other horse is too played out.
The companions of the bullying cowboy who had announced himself as Gus Megget were riding up, yelling to him to make the "tenderfoot dance." His race very white, but every line of his body breathing defiance, Larry faced his tormentor.
Those who have gratified themselves, as we have done, by a view of St. Mary's Loch, and the classic streams of the Ettrick and Yarrow, cannot fail to have seen the old property of Henderland, situated on the Megget, a small stream that runs into the loch. That was once the seat of the Cockburns; but there is a sad change there now.
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