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When Silent caught Kate's hand Cumberland had started forward, but Kilduff and Rhinehart held him. "What is it, Kate," he cried. "What does it mean?" She explained it briefly: "This is Jim Silent!" He remained staring at her with open mouth as if his brain refused to admit what his ear heard. "There ain't no use askin' questions how an' why she's here," said Silent. "This is the pint.
It had not taken him long to sift out those who tolerated him from motives of pity or policy and those who really liked him, and he was not a little proud to class in the latter group both Mr. Rhinehart and the Scotchman, McPhearson. Mr. Rhinehart not only had boys of his own but was in addition enough of a boy himself to be dowered with a keen sympathy and understanding of them.
The outlaws were running after them, laughing and waving their hats. "Dan!" "Faint, you fool!" Her eyes widened with instant comprehension. Every muscle of her body relaxed; her head fell back; she was a lifeless burden in his arms. Buck dismounted from the saddle before the shanty. He was white, shaking, but triumphant. Rhinehart and Purvis and Jordan ran up to him.
"Get Haines back?" said Kilduff, his voice ominously deep. "There ain't no chance of that. If there was I wouldn't have no kick against the chief for what he's done to Kate." "Maybe there's some chance," suggested Rhinehart. "Chance, hell!" cried Kilduff. "One man agin a whole town full? I say all that Jim has done is to get Whistlin' Dan plugged full of lead."
"I begin to follow you, Lee. You've always had the head!" "All right. Now we'll get Purvis to tell the girl that he's heard a peculiar whistling around here this evening. We'll advise her to stick around and go out when she hears the whistling again. That way she'll meet him and head him off, savvy?" "Right," said Rhinehart. "Then beat it ahead as fast as you can and wise up the boys."
The others followed the direction of his eyes and saw Black Bart standing framed against the fading daylight. They started up with curses; Rhinehart drew his gun. "Wait a minute," ordered Silent. "Damn it!" exclaimed Jordan, "don't you see Whistling Dan's wolf? If the wolf's here, Dan isn't far behind." Silent shook his head.
He wishes to see the house detective, the salesman, and young Burton." "I guess I'm in for it," Hollings whispered to Mr. Rhinehart. "Nonsense! Tell the truth that's all you've got to do." "But I was such a duffer!" "I fumbled the ball, too, Mr. Hollings," interrupted Christopher consolingly. "Remember I didn't play a very brilliant game." "The game wasn't up to you, sonny," Hollings returned.
Their glances travelled past Silent as if they were telling over and over to themselves the stories of those many men to whom Tex Calder had played the part of Fate. The leader turned back to Shorty Rhinehart. "Now tell me what he had to say about the coin." "Hardy says the shipment's delayed. He don't know how long." "How'd it come to be delayed?"
It was close to sunset time when they reached the old Salton place, where they found Silent sitting on the porch with Haines, Kilduff, Jordan, and Rhinehart. They stood up at sight of the newcomers and shouted a welcome. Buck waved his hand, but his thoughts were not for them. The music he had heard Dan whistle formed in his throat. It reached his lips not in sound but as a smile.
The destinies of all of us are so entangled with other persons that there is no such thing as living only to ourselves. Consider, for example, how many individuals this Stuart came in contact with your father, yourself, Hollings, Rhinehart, and these unlucky French people. He might as well have touched those lives for good as for evil.
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