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A couple of hours of this and the rivers will be up may take up all day to get back to the ranch if we have to ride up to the ford on the Saverack." "Then we'll swim 'em." The other smiled drily. "Swim the Saverack when she's up? No, lad, we won't do that." "Then I'll have to work it alone, I suppose. You see, I have that date in Eldara for tomorrow night."
The great arms of the rancher were thrown above his head; he rose, changed, triumphant, as if he had torn his happiness from the heart of the heavens, and went hastily from the room, silent. At the stable he took his great bay, saddled him, and swung out on the trail for Eldara, a short, rough trail which led across the Saverack the same course which Nash and Bard had taken the day before.
Soon they reached a little creek whose current, barely knee deep, foamed up around the shoulders of the horses and set them staggering. "The Saverack will be hell," said Nash, "and we'd better cut straight for the ford." "How long will it take?" "Add about three hours to the trip." "Can't do it; remember that little date back in Eldara to-night."
The suddenness of it took all power of action from Bard for the instant. He stood staring stupidly down at the dying horse and then whirled, gun in hand, frantic with anger and grief. Nash was galloping furiously up the far bank of the Saverack, already safely out of range, and speeding toward the ford.
A silence fell on these who were within hearing. They would not have given equal attention to the story of the killing of a man. "How'd he get away with it?" "The Saverack was between us. Before I could get my gun out he was riding out of range. I'll meet him and have another talk some day." "Well, the range ain't very small."
"Then look for yourself and make up your mind for yourself," said Nash drily, for they topped a hill, and below them saw a mighty yellow flood pouring down the valley. It went leaping and shouting as if it rejoiced in some destruction it had worked and was still working, and the muddy torrent was threaded with many a ridge of white and swirling with bubbles. "The Saverack," said Nash.
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