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Carson, he thought it better to say nothing. He observed, however, that there was more water than even he had calculated on, and that though the dam were raised it would overflow again, thus necessitating further trespassing on the Bar U property. "And if the flow keeps on increasing," the engineer reasoned, "it will give us a water supply in spite of all Molick can do.
"I have a letter to him, and I understand that he is one of the influential cattle raisers in this vicinity." Dave breathed easier. It was evident a mistake had been made. "I guess it's Len's father, Mr. Jason Molick you want to meet," Dave said. "That's right. Jason is the name!" admitted Mr. Bellmore. "I heard you mention the name Molick and I didn't pay much attention to the first part.
"Then it's decided," announced Mr. Carson. "We'll go in with you, provided you are not so tied up with Molick that you can't unfetter yourself" "I think there's no danger of that," said Mr. Bellmore. "I only made a tentative arrangement with him." I'll go over at once and tell him I've reconsidered my plans."
As Dave took the lead, making as much speed as was possible under the circumstances, he saw, some distance in advance, a solitary horseman. Again something in the peculiar saddle position of the rider attracted his attention. "There's Len Molick again!" he exclaimed aloud. "I suppose he's hanging around to see how his trick worked!" "Len Molick!" exclaimed Mr. Bellmore. "Why I want to see him.
With a start of surprise Dave saw two which bore the Bar U brand. "Hello, Len," he called. Len Molick turned with a start. Either he had not heard Dave approach, or he had pretended ignorance. "Well, what do yon want?" demanded the surly bully. "Oh, out after strays, as you are," said Dave, coolly. "Guess your cattle and ours have struck up an acquaintance," he added, with assumed cheerfulness.
"I wasn't going to tell you," he went on, after a pause, "for, though some of the fellows at the ranch know it, and though some over at Centre O do, also, still I wasn't going to tell you. I was so happy before I knew it." Then, slowly, and haltingly, he told how Len Molick had fired the taunt at him and how, upon making inquiries of Mr.
Carson, when the cattle, their thirst slaked, were willing to be driven on. "I'll move all my stock to some place where Molick can't kill them off. Then I'll fight him to the last ditch!" "Hurrah!" cried Dave. "Hurrah for the round-up I" yelled the cowboys. It meant hard work, but it meant excitement, too, and that was a large part of their lives.
I thought it my duty," resumed the owner of Bar U ranch. "I've come to like you a heap since Dave brought you here. Seems almost as though you were kin to us. That's why I'd hate to see you wronged. And you surely will be outwitted if you don't watch Molick. He'd take the eye teeth out of a stuffed alligator if he wasn't watched, and sell 'em for watch charms. Dave knows him!" "Oh, yes.
Together they were off at a fast pace that fairly ate up the distance, and soon they were half-way to the place where a small stream had given Mr. Bellmore hopes that he could add it to his water conservation scheme. "I wonder how it would be to take a trip over to the Molick dam, and see what they're doing?" suggested the water man. "It's just as well to keep tab on those fellows."
"Oh, yes, that's all right," assented Dave, and still his voice had no ring to it. "Mr. Molick is influential all right too much so, at times." "You don't seem to like him," said Mr. Bellmore. "I wish you would be frank with me. I am a stranger in these parts, and I have to depend on residents here for my information, and, in a large part, for my success. I know nothing about the Molicks."
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