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Updated: May 23, 2025
The lights of the two low bungalows in which the daily paper was printed showed bright across the road. It was too early to try to find sleep, and Scott drifted over to the editor. Raines, stripped to the waist like a sailor at a gun, lay in a long chair, waiting for night telegrams.
"I beg your pardon, Marquise, but here is a letter the dock steward failed to find you to deliver," came in the pleasant voice of that Mr. William Raines as he raised a very fine hat that made him much better to look upon than the cap of the steamer, and handed me a large letter. I took it and came with my head out from under the wave which had dashed over me.
Whin Raines comes out he'll be changin' his kit at the jail now he'll think that too. He shud ha' shot himself an' the woman by rights, an' made a clean bill av all. Now he's left the woman she tuk tay wid Dinah Sunday gone last an' he's left himself. Mackie's the lucky man." "He's probably getting it hot where he is," I ventured, for I knew something of the dead Corporal's record.
"Reckon his head was purty level," replied the stage-driver, tossing his head backward toward me. "Mr. Raines," said the coachman, recognizing me, "Mr. Markson is awful sick like to die any minute an' he wants to see you right away wishes you wouldn't wait for anything."
'An', she sez, kickin' back the tail av her habit, 'An', she sez, 'fwhat are you doin' here, married man? "Love-o'-Women said nothin', but a little froth came to his lips, an' he wiped ut off wid his hand an' looked at her an' the paint on her, an' looked, an' looked, an' looked. "'An' yet, she sez, wid a laugh. Raines laugh whin Mackie died? Ye did not? 'You taught me the road.
There was no church in Hazlan, and, as in Breathitt, the people had to follow Raines outside the town, and he preached from the roadside.
He sat usually in the shadow of the vine, and though his-face was unseen, Clayton could feel his eyes fixed upon him with an intensity that sometimes made him nervous. The mountaineer had evidently begun to misinterpret his visits to the cabin. Clayton was regarded as a rival. In what other light, indeed, could he appear to Raines?
He had slept the night upon his wrongs, and had killed his man at twenty yards before any talk was possible. That much I knew. Unless, therefore, the case was doctored a little, seven years would be his least; and I fancied it was exceedingly well for Sergeant Raines that he had been liked by his Company.
Friendly calls between young people of opposite sex were rare in the mountains. When a young man visited a young woman, his intentions were supposed to be serious. Raines was plainly jealous. But Easter? What was 'the reason for her odd behavior? Could she, too, have misconstrued his intentions as Raines had? It was impossible. But even if she had, his manner had in no wise changed.
The door was instantly closed again after a slight sound of scuffling, and in the moment of stillness that followed, they heard Raines say calmly: "No; you can't go up thar." A brutal oath answered him, and Easter started to her feet when she heard her father's voice, terrible with passion; but Clayton held her back, and hurried down the stairway.
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