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"The water it takes to cover you, Henry," sputtered McAlpin, "would run a locomotive from here to Medicine Bend." "I have to wait till everybody in town goes to bed before I can get a dew started on the faucet," averred Sawdy. "Sometimes I have to set up all night to take a bath. Look at the unreasonableness of it, Belle," he went on indignantly.
Rebuffed on this subject, all knowledge being disclaimed, Tenison was called on for the story of events since the two had been away, and of these Laramie's escape from the canyon came first. Tenison reported further, in confidence, Laramie's success with Kate. Had the news provided every man in the Falling Wall with a brand-new wife, it could not have been more to the humor of Sawdy and Lefever.
Bet you ten dollars you da'ssent do it who the devil " Sawdy almost choked as the two heard a knock at the door "who the devil is that?" he repeated. The door opened and Jim Laramie walked in. He sent his hat sailing toward a side table, stepped forward and, catching at a chair on the way, greeted Belle and her guest and sat down before a plate cover opposite Sawdy.
If they reached his ears he gave them no heed. By a happy chance, on the night of Laramie's great hour, Sawdy and Lefever returned from Medicine Bend. It was late when they arrived into the early morning hours, in fact, and at the Mountain House the bar was not only closed but securely closed barricaded against just such marauders. Even the night clerk had gone to bed.
"Well" Sawdy resumed his supper, "it's your game, Jim, not mine; but I'd think twice before I'd get that range bunch after me on any man's account." Laramie's eyes flashed, but he spoke quietly: "I couldn't see Abe killed like a rattlesnake." "What are you down for?" "I've got to have a couple of needles, a little catgut and some gauze." "Where are you going to get them?"
And Henry Sawdy, too, one of her frequent visitors, was trying to court her, she complained; all this made her suspicious. Of whom? Of what? Kate asked. Belle could not tell exactly of whom, of what she was just suspicious: "Why should that big fat man come courting me?" she demanded one day when Kate had come in for lunch.
Sawdy and Company, undismayed by the defection, continued to haunt the high places until the last sympathizer with Van Horn and Company had been challenged and bullied or silenced. But the differing sympathies on the situation in Sleepy Cat were not to be adjusted in a single night, either by force or persuasion. The whole town took sides and the cattlemen found the most defenders.
"Your bathtub," gasped McAlpin. "Well, if you could get title to it by sleeping in it, it surely would be your tub, Sawdy." "I don't want your blamed room any longer, anyway," declared Sawdy. "I'm going to get married." McAlpin started: "Henry, don't make a blamed fool o' yoursel'." "I said it," retorted Sawdy, waving him away. "Move on." "I've had no notice," announced McAlpin, raising his hand.
But the oddest thing to Kate was that wherever a particle could lodge, the whole stage was covered with a ghostly, grayish-white dust. While the loading went on, Sawdy arrived with the second passenger, Belle Shockley. She had, fortunately for Kate's apprehensions, not changed her mind. Belle herself was something of an added shock.
Van Horn, himself an expert with rifle and gun, was master of these ceremonies and the belittling by the Sleepy Cat sports of the best the cowboys could show, nettled him: "Before you knock this any more," he said, "put up some better shooting." The taunt went far enough home to stir the fault-finders. Sawdy and Carpy took grumpy counsel together.
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