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I urged him to come. That lion really scratched him " "Yes. It doesn't look reasonable, I allow," admitted her father; but she could see he was not convinced of the honesty of Pratt Sanderson. There was a difference of opinion between Frances and Captain Rugley. The remainder of the night passed in quietness.
Now, unthinking and unknowing, he had been drawn by Ratty into a serious trouble. Victorino did not know what it was; but he trembled. He had never seen "El Capitan" look so fierce and strange before. Captain Dan Rugley seemed to forget his rheumatism. Excitement is often a strong mental corrective; and with his mind upon the dearest possession of his old age, the ranchman forgot all bodily ills.
Meantime she saw no sign of the man on horseback, nor of anybody else. He had ridden down to the ford, she was sure, and was still down there. Once among the trees, Frances tied the pinto securely and crept through the thickets toward the shallow part of the stream. She heard no voices this time; but she did smell smoke. "Not tobacco," thought Frances Rugley, with decision. "He's built a campfire.
There was nothing to mar the friendliness of the dinner, however; not even when Ming slipped back and said in a low voice to the Captain: "Him Slilent Slam say no hobo come to blunk-house." They finished the meal leisurely; but on rising from the table Captain Rugley removed a heavy belt and holster from its hook behind the sideboard and slung it about his hips.
Something had to be done, for the exertion and excitement of the night had left Captain Rugley in a state that troubled the girl much. She had no friend of her own sex. Mrs. Bill Edwards was a city woman whom, after all, she scarcely knew, for the lady had not been married to Mr. Edwards more than a year.
"I fancy you are the the old partner of Captain Rugley whom he has expected so long," Pratt said, puzzled but smiling. He had never chanced to hear the expected guest called by any other name than "Lon." "I'm Jonas P. Lonergan!" exclaimed the old man. "Now do you know me. I'm your mother's half-brother.
There they were in the soft earth on the far edge of the stream. Frances had ridden down stream at a sharp pace. Where had she gone? "It was odd for her to leave us in that way," thought Pratt, turning the matter over in his mind, "and not to return. In a way she was our hostess. I did not think Frances would fail in any matter of courtesy. How could she with Captain Dan Rugley for a father?"
But the party from the Bar-T Ranch, after the show was over and Frances and the Captain had both been congratulated, rode down to the station to meet the belated train to which was attached the special car Captain Rugley had engaged for the service of his old partner and the minister. With the Bar-T party was Pratt, although he proposed going back to the Edwards ranch that night.
Now it was plain that the thought of seeing his old partner alive again, and putting into his hands the part of the treasure rightfully belonging to him, delighted Captain Dan Rugley in every fibre of his being. "The poor old codger!" exclaimed the ranchman, affectionately.
And I was orderly on his side of the barracks and heard it all. "I know that the parson, Mr. Tooley, was goin' to write to this Cap Rugley. Has, before now, it's likely. Then something will be done about the treasure " "Waugh!" shouted Ratty. "Treasure! You sound like a silly boy with a dime story book." The puncher evidently did not believe his friend knew what he was talking about.
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