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Updated: May 2, 2025
As Santry succinctly put it: "They've sure lost their goat." Not until the troop reached Monte Joe's place, which was the most imposing of them all, was real opposition encountered.
Wade's promise to Dorothy to take good care of himself had been made with mental reservation, for, obsessed by his anxiety over Santry, the young ranchman was in no mood to spare either himself or his horse.
Move them across the Divide until we see what comes of this Santry affair. I can't go too heavy with the boy right at the start." "All right." Moran arose. "The sheep don't count much now anyway." "I don't mind saying, Race," Senator Rexhill observed, a trifle pompously, "that you've done pretty well so far. If you stick to it, you'll not find me ungrateful when the battle is over.
"What are you going to do?" she asked, resting her chin in her hand, and looking him straight in the eyes, as she always did to those with whom she talked. "It largely depends on him. Santry you know how hot-headed he is would run the herders away by force and kill off the sheep.
Although they were now in sight of the house and the men hanging about it for the noon-day meal, Santry had not relaxed his caution and his eyes had picked out two moving dots in the distance, which presently developed into galloping horses. He smiled instantly. "Can't be nobody lookin' for trouble," he observed, and presently his eyes twinkled. "Take a good look, boy.
The only way the inmates could keep out of the line of his fire was by hugging the walls on either side, where they would be partially exposed to the leaden hail which Santry and the punchers were directing at the windows. There was a grim, baleful look on the young man's usually pleasant face, and his eyes held a pitiless gleam.
It was natural, in the still night, with Dorothy only a little while gone, that he should think tenderly of her, for this cost Santry nothing. For Santry, Wade was reserving not thought but action.
Rexhill listened with a show of sympathy to the cattleman's story, but evidently he was in a different mood from the day before. "My boy, your friendship for your foreman is leading you astray. Your faith in him, which is natural and does you credit, is blinding you to an impartial view of the case. Why not let the law take its course? If Santry is innocent his trial will prove it.
He hastily ducked out of sight, however, when a rifle bullet splintered the glass just above his head. Presently a gun cracked inside the house and a splash on a rock behind the attackers told them where the shot had struck. "Whoop-e-e-e-e!" Santry yelled, discharging the four remaining shots in his revolver at the window. "We've got 'em guessin'. They don't know how many we are."
"Out there's a hundred men real men who're waiting the word to run you out of this country, you and Moran, too, and by God we'll do it we'll do it and we'll begin right away!" Again his heavy fist crashed down on the table "Never mind Bill Santry" the instinct of discretion was gaining in Wade. "He can stay where he is for the present. First, we'll attend to you pirates then we'll see."
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