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When Sawdy saw the commotion about the barn boss, he walked in and after listening began a stern cross-examination. "Explain?" McAlpin echoed scornfully. "I don't explain. No, he wasn't drinking! Nor he wasn't crazy!" McAlpin took the burning cigar from his mouth. "That's the cigar he give me, right there and a bum one. Barb never smoked a good one in his life you know that, Henry?
He ignored Sawdy's stare and the big man, disgusted, sat dumb: "Don't surrender, Sawdy," counseled Laramie. "Keep going, and excuse me if I seem to begin." Sawdy paused, his knife and fork firmly in hand, but pointing helplessly into the air: "This is the first square meal I've had for two days," he said, as one whose hopes have been dashed. "First I've had for ten days," returned Laramie.
But if he was discomfited, the group at the next table below, where Doctor Carpy presided, flanked by Lefever, Sawdy, Kitchen and McAlpin, was correspondingly elated at the spectacle of the Falling Wall and the Crazy Woman sitting in harmony. Despite the unpleasant stories Kate had heard about him she found nothing to complain of in Laramie's manners.
He looked so queer, Kate wanted to laugh, but she was too far from home to dare. He presently put his head conveniently in between Sawdy and Lefever and offered some news of his own: "There's been a big electric storm in the up country, Sawdy; the telephones are on the bum." "How's she going to get to Doubleday's tonight, McAlpin?" asked Sawdy abruptly of the newcomer.
Laramie in the meantime had joined a group of men at the upper end of the bar in the billiard hall McAlpin, Joe Kitchen's barn boss; Henry Sawdy, the big sporty stock buyer of the town, and the profane but always dependable druggist and railroad surgeon, Doctor Carpy. With one of these, Sawdy, Harry Tenison from behind the bar was talking.
Lefever and Sawdy won't be here tonight, anyway. They're in Medicine Bend on an Indian case. All I'm wondering is, whether Jim's coming." But Laramie did not come greatly to Kate's relief. He spent the night at the hotel and left town early. Next morning when Belle heard the news of the street she was thankful he had gone, for it was said that Van Horn and Stone were out of jail.
Sawdy having reinforced his resources, announced the event as Laramie against his record to tie or to beat. Laramie, himself, unmindful of the controversy, held to the bench. He was still sitting, head down, and still whittling, when Bradley came to say the crowd was waiting. He asked Bradley to bring up his horse. Kate coming out of the house drew his attention.
I wish to God you'd serve a glass of beer with a man's supper." "You can get all the supper and all the beer you want at the hotel," flared Belle. "This is no blind pig " "It's the only place in Main Street, then, that ain't." "And it never will be," averred Belle, indignantly. "Come up to the hotel with me right now," returned Sawdy coldly, "and I'll buy you a bottle of beer.
"Now hold your horses a minute just a minute. Sit down. I know when a thing needs sugar, don't I? You know when it needs salt, don't you? Why pay rent in two places? That's what I want to know. Let's hitch up." "Stop your foolishness." "My foolishness has got me stopped." "If you expect to eat supper here tonight, stop your noise." "Honor bright!" persisted Sawdy, "what do you say?"
"Why don't you say something, Henry?" demanded Lefever, exasperated. Sawdy turned a reproachful look on his lively partner: "When you're talking, John, there ain't no chance to say anything. When Jim's talking, I don't want to say anything." Laramie ordered his horse, got into oilskins, and riding out the back way of the stable started for the Falling Wall.
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