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Updated: July 27, 2025
Captain Rugley telephoned and learned from his foreman, Silent Sam Harding, that nobody had come to the bunk-house that night asking for lodging and food. Frances was about to seek her bed. She yawned, curled her bare toes up closer in the robe, and shivered luxuriously as the night air breathed in upon her. In another moment she would pop in between the blankets and cuddle down
Once fastened there, the man had quickly worked his way up to the roof, and Frances had arrived just in time to see him squirm out of sight. There were a dozen questions in Frances' mind. How did he get here? Who was he? What did he want? Was he the man Captain Rugley had seemed to be expecting to try to make a raid upon the ranch-house? Was he alone?
"Look at its beginnings almost within the memory of the present generation, and now why! there's half a hundred automobiles parked right outside this show to-night!" Captain Dan Rugley secured a front seat. He was as excited as a boy over the event. He admitted to Mrs. Bill Edwards that he hadn't been to a "regular show" a dozen times in his life.
The special car had to be shunted onto the siding before Captain Rugley could go aboard. "Come on, Frances," urged her father, as eager as a boy. He ran across the tracks and Frances dutifully followed him. Pratt remained on the platform and looked rather wistfully after her. Their conversation had been broken off abruptly.
Now I'm off," concluded the Captain, and went to the door again to meet Silent Sam Harding, the foreman. "Read this," jerked out the ranchman, and thrust the crumpled letter into Sam Harding's hand. Without a word the foreman spread open the paper and studied it. In perfectly plain handwriting he read the following astonishing epistle: "Captain Dan Rugley, "Bar-T Ranch. "We've got your girl.
"Hasn't the Captain asked you for a dance?" queried her friend, roguishly. "I should say not!" gasped Sue. "Fancy!" "You must not act as though his invitation insulted you, Sue Latrop," said one of the other girls, rather tartly. "You might as well understand, first as last, that we are all fond of Captain Rugley.
It was his nature to boast of his possessions, although his pride in them was innocent enough. His wealth would never in this wide world make Captain Dan Rugley either purse-proud or arrogant! The old man's sweetness of temper, kindliness of manner, and open-handedness had been inherited by Frances. She was a true daughter of her father. But she was her mother's child, too.
Understand, boys?" "Can do," declared the bigger Chinaman, with impassive face. "Me understland Clapen velly well," said Ming, who wished always to show that he "spoke Melican." "All right," returned Captain Rugley. "Help me with this coat, San. Ming! Bring me my belt and gun. Yes, that's it. It's loaded. Plenty of cartridges in that box? So.
"But I haven't been used to seeing girls quite as independent as you are, Frances Rugley." "No? The girls you know don't live the sort of life I do," said the range girl, rather wistfully. "I don't know that they have anything on you," put in Pratt, stoutly. "I think you're just wonderful!" "Because I am doing something different from what you are used to seeing girls do," she said, with gravity.
Perhaps Mr. Tooley had overlooked that part of her message. Captain Rugley was delighted that his old partner was coming West; the announcement seemed to have quieted his mind. But he lay on his bed, watching the corded chest, with his gun hanging close at hand. That is, he watched one of the corded and burlapped chests.
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