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"I don't know," returned Reade. "I don't even know to whose gang he belongs, though I think he's one of Payson's men." Late the following afternoon the laborer was brought back to camp. The following morning he returned to his work as usual.
Carefully as he had tried to hide his secret, she had, with a woman's intuition, seen beneath the surface of things and realized that something was lacking to complete her happiness. As Echo turned toward home a song sprang to her lips. Polly spied her far down the trail. "Boys, she's coming," she shouted to the men, who were at the bunk-house awaiting Mrs. Payson's return.
But she clung with the most desperate energy to the umbrella, on which apparently depended her sole hope of deliverance. "Hi yah!" laughed Pomp, as he threw himself back on the snow and began to roll about in an ecstasy of delight. Instantly Mrs. Payson's apprehensions changed to furious anger. "So it's you, you little varmint, that's done this.
She seized each of the boys by the hand and shook it heartily. "Would you like to have another selection?" asked Fresno, relieving the tension of the situation. "No!" shouted the punchers unanimously. Fresno looked very much crestfallen, since he considered that he had made a deep impression by his first effort. "Mrs. Payson's goin' to hit us out a tune," announced Sage-brush.
They understood that it was a situation which would pay fairly well, and give her associates who gained an added glory in the minds of these humble folk by their distance. In short, it would be a foothold in the white people's world; and Grant Payson's mother trembled for her son, while the mother of Mary Jackson feared to lose, once for all, her daughter.
Polly's sincere praise of his "squareness" was the sharpest thrust possible at Payson's guilty conscience. Well, he resolved to come as near being square and level as he could. He had told half-truths to Bud and Polly; he would present the situation to Echo as a possible, though not actual, one.
He would have full revenge for what his brother had suffered at Payson's hands. To Echo's plea of "Don't stop me!" he shouted: "No!" and caught the young wife, and pulled her back from the doorway. Echo struggled to free herself, but the young man was too strong. "He had ruined Dick's life, stolen from him the woman he loved," he hissed in her ear. "Jack! Jack!" was her only answer.
"I will write constantly, dear," Regina resumed; "and you will write back, won't you? Say you love me; and promise to come tomorrow morning, before we go." Amelius went out into the street, with his head down and his lips fast closed. He was not far from Mrs. Payson's house. "Why shouldn't I call?" he thought to himself. His conscience added, "And hear some news of Sally." There was good news.
So interested had the two men been in their conversation, that neither had noticed Buck McKee hiding behind the hedge, listening to their talk, and covering Jack Payson, when he was following Dick with his hand on his revolver. McKee heard Payson's ejaculation, and smiled grimly. Jack's absence had aroused Jim Allen, who hurried out on the porch, storming.
"Not being witnessed in the manner required by law it's not of the slightest significance." "Not even if it is put right in with the will?" "Not a particle." "But I've often heard of letters being put with wills." "No doubt. But I'll wager you never heard of any one of them being probated." Payson's legal experience in fact did not reach to this technical point.
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