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He felt sure that if Senator Rexhill could be moved to interest in Crawling Water affairs, his influence would be potent enough to secure redress for the cattlemen, and Wade meant to pull every string that could bear upon so happy a result. He was glad that Mrs.
All that Moran said was true enough, for Rexhill knew that if he failed to secure control of Crawling Water Valley, his back would be broken, both politically and financially. He would not only be stripped of his wealth, but of his credit and the power which stood him in lieu of private honor.
"I want you to meet them right away," he called, over his shoulder, and when he looked back for his answer, she nodded brightly. But as she turned back into the cottage after watching him swing up the street she was not at all sure that she would like Helen Rexhill.
Not knowing how far the Sheriff might be under the dominance of the Rexhill faction, the cattleman was not sure that he could count upon assistance from the official. He meant, if he saw signs of indecision, to do the telegraphing himself and to sign at the bottom of the message the name of every ranch owner in the district.
Stirred more by the other's expression of contempt than by the full half pint of whiskey he had imbibed, he crashed his fist down on the desk. "Mind what you say now, because, by God, I'm in no mood to take anything from you. He got the drop on me, you understand. Let it go at that." "It's gone right enough all gone." Rexhill groaned.
"No, I won't! You can't go until you've heard what I've got to say." Stung by the other woman's contemptuous tone, and realizing that the situation put her at a social disadvantage, Dorothy forced an aggressive tone into her voice, ugly to the ear. "Very well!" Miss Rexhill shrugged her shoulders disdainfully, and resumed her seat. "We must not engage in a vulgar row.
The whole danger in that regard lay in her devotion to Wade, which was responsible for her interest in him. If she could be brought to feel that Wade was unworthy, that he had indeed wronged her, her own pride could be trusted to do the rest. "If I thought that Wade were the man to make her happy," Rexhill puffed heavily, in restraint of his excitement. "Happy? Him?" Moran's eyes gleamed.
It seems very strange to me that Senator Rexhill and Moran should be willing to go to such lengths merely to get hold of this land as a speculation. Doesn't it seem so to you?" "Yes, it does, but that must be their reason." "I'm not so sure of that, Gordon. There must be something more behind all this. That's what I have been thinking about.
"I'm positive of that," he summed up. "If there was any new move on foot, I'd have heard of it." "That may be," Dorothy argued, "but you know Senator Rexhill is behind him to urge him on." "That's another man we ought to run out of this neighborhood," Trowbridge declared. "The only trouble is that the old fox has laid so low that we haven't anything definite on him.
Miss Rexhill laughed scornfully, a low, withering laugh that brought a flush to the girl's cheeks, even though her conscience told her that she had nothing to be ashamed of. Dorothy stared at the other woman with wide-open, puzzled eyes, diverted for the moment from her own purpose. "At least, you need not expect me to help you," Helen said acidulously. "I have my own feelings. I respected Mr.
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