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Nyland took aim through the window, but just as he was about to pull the trigger of the weapon the man moved stealthily toward the door out of Nyland's vision. Evidently the man considered the many windows to be a menace to his safety, and had determined to go outside, where he would have an equal chance with his intended victim.
I'm goin' to cash in, eh?" Nyland nodded and the man sighed. He closed his eyes for an instant, but opened them slightly at Nyland's question: "What did you do to Peggy? Where is she?" The man was sinking fast, and it seemed that he hardly comprehended Nyland's question. The latter repeated it, and the man replied weakly: "She's over in Okar at Maison's in his rooms. She "
Ben Nyland's lips were as straight and hard as were those of the other man who was racing toward the Double A from another direction; his face was as grim, and his thoughts were as bitter and savage. When he reached the bottom of the long, gentle slope that stretched to the Double A ranchhouse he did not spare his horse.
In about half an hour the gentleman with whom Miss Larolles had been talking, left the room, and then that young lady, turning suddenly to Cecilia, exclaimed, "How odd Mr Meadows is! Do you know, he says he shan't be well enough to go to Lady Nyland's assembly! How ridiculous! as if that could hurt him."
All his schemes and plots for the stealing of the Double A and Nyland's ranch were forgotten in the frenzy to escape that had taken possession of him, and he spurred his horse to its best efforts as he ran away from Okar; as he fled from the vengeance of those forces which his evilness had aroused. After Sanderson shot the big man who had tried to rush him, there was a silence in the defile.
He was an instant too late, though, for with the man's wheeling movement Nyland's gun barked death to him. He staggered, the gun falling from his loosening fingers, his hands dropped to his sides, and he sagged forward inertly, plunging into the dust in front of the kitchen door.
Dale got up, grinning and looking at his watch. "Well, gentlemen, I'm hitting the breeze to the Bar D for some sleep. See you tomorrow." Dale went out and mounted his horse. But he did not go straight home, as he had declared he would. After striking the neck of the basin he swerved his horse and rode northeastward toward Ben Nyland's cabin.
We found them steers in Ben Nyland's corral some of them marked with Ben's brand the Star blottin' out the Double A. An' Miss Bransford admits the steers are hers. They ain't nothin' more to be said." "Yes, there is, Dale," said Miss Bransford. "It is quite evident there has been a mistake made. I am willing to believe Peggy Nyland when she says Ben was asleep in the cabin all night with her.
He backed Streak slightly and swung crosswise in the saddle, intense interest seizing him. The big man grinned, first at Miss Bransford, and then at the other girl. "I reckon that settles it," he said. "There don't seem to be nothin' more to it. Miss Bransford says the cattle is hers, an' we found them in Ben Nyland's corral. There ain't " "Alva Dale, you are a sneak and a liar!"
"I ain't takin' no chance of missin' him," Sanderson shot back at Nyland as they mounted their horses; "you fan it to Okar an' I'll head for his shack!" Nyland's agreement to this plan was manifested by his actions.
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