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Stewart stepped down from the stirrup. Then their hard faces were still and cold while their eyes locked glances. Madeline was as much startled by Nels's speech as Stewart. Quick to note a change in these men, she now sensed one that was unfathomable. "Resign?" questioned Stewart. "Shore. What 'd you think I'd do under circumstances sich as has come up?"
For he had crossed the line into Cochise County, Arizona, where sheriffs kept a stricter observance of law. Finally a letter came from a friend of Nels's in Chiricahua saying that Stewart had been hurt in a brawl there.
Stillwell's stentorian laugh rolled across the mesa. Madeline and her guests found it impossible to restrain their mirth. And when Nels got up he cast a reproachful glance at Madeline. His feelings were hurt. His second attempt, not by any means so violent, resulted in as clean a miss as the first, and brought jeers from the cowboys. Nels's red face flamed redder. Angrily he swung again.
The sun had set, but the park was light. Nels appeared down the trail, and his horse was running. In another moment he was in the circle, pulling his bay back to a sliding halt. He leaped off abreast of Stewart. Madeline saw and felt a difference in Nels's presence. "What's up, Gene?" he queried, sharply. "I'm leaving camp," replied Stewart, thickly.
Both were bent down, with hands on the butts of guns at their hips. Nels's piercing yell seemed to divide Monty's roar of rage. Then they ceased, and echoes clapped from the crags. The silence of those three men crouching like tigers about to leap was more menacing than the nerve-racking yells. Then the guerrillas wavered and broke and ran for their horses.
His black horse began to stamp as Stewart grasped bridle and mane and kicked the stirrup round. Nels's long arm shot out, and his hand fell upon Stewart, holding him down. "Shore I'm sorry," said Nels, slowly. "Then you was goin' to hit the trail?" "I am going to. Let go, Nels." "Shore you ain't goin', Gene?" "Let go, damn you!" cried Stewart, as he wrestled free.
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