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For Roush had led him into this cunningly by bribery and flattery. He had fed the jealousy of Pete, who could not brook the thought of a rival bad man in his own territory. He had hinted that perhaps Champa had better steer clear of this youth, whose reputation as a killer had grown so amazingly. Ever since Clanton had killed Warren the bad man had intended to "get him."
In five sentences he sketched the cause of the trouble between Jim Clanton and the Roush brothers. "My bunkie didn't kill any of the Roush clan because they worked for Snaith and McRobert. He shot them for the reason I've just given you. That's his business. It was a private feud of his own. You heard what was said before the shootin' began," he concluded. "Tha's what you say.
This boy Clanton, if that's his name had a feud with the Roush family. One of them betrayed his sister. Far as I can find out these Roush brothers were the scum of the earth," Her bosom rose and fell fast with excitement. "Howcome you to know so much about it, girl? Not that it makes any difference. They may have been hellhounds, but they were my riders.
Again there was a roar of rage and a forward surge of the dense pack on the station platform. "He ain't even got irons on the man's hands!" a voice shouted. "It's a frame-up to git him away from us!" "Don't hide back there in the rear, Roush. Come right up to the front an' tell me that," called back Prince. "You're right about one thing. I don't need to handcuff Clanton.
She was leaving behind forever that quiet, sunny cove where she had been brought up. The girl began to shiver against the arm of her lover. She heard again the sound of his low, triumphant laughter. It was too late to turn back now. No hysterical request to be put back on her side of the river would move these men. Instinctively she knew that. From to-night she was to be a Roush.
I can't stand between him an' the consequences of his acts. He's got to play his own hand." "Did Dave Roush an' Mysterious Pete seem pretty friendly?" "Thicker than three in a bed." "Looks bad." Billie came to another phase of the situation. "How does it happen that Snaith's outfit have let Jim stay here without gettin' after him?
He made his brags how you got the blame for it an' would have to hang." "Albeen heard him say it an' Dumont too?" "Tha's right, Mr. Clanton. An' I'll sure take my Bible oath on it." Go-Get-'Em Jim whipped out the forty-five from its holster and fired. Roush dropped screaming to the ground. He thought he had been shot. The bullet had cut the rope above his head.
Mebbe I used to be a bad lot, but I'm a changed man now." Go-Get-'Em Jim said nothing. He had not spoken once, and his silence filled the roped man with terror. The shifting eyes of Devil Dave read doom in the cold, still ones of his enemy. Sometimes Roush argued in a puling whimper. Sometimes his terror rose to the throat and his entreaties became shrieks.
He says this ain't the fustest time Roush has been seen hangin' 'round the cove." The boy's wooden face betrayed nothing. He did not look at his sister. But suspicions began to troop through his mind. He thought again of the voices he had heard by the river and he remembered that it had become a habit of the girl to disappear for hours in the afternoon. 'Lindy went to her room early.
As the posse passed, some member of it might hear them, or young Clanton might hear it and gallop out to the road under the impression he was going to meet Dave Roush. Billie twisted in and out of the brush, never for an instant letting his friend pull up. On a moving horse one cannot hear so distinctly as on one standing still. At last Billie began to breathe more easily.
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