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And it seemed to have come from the stairs leading to Maison's rooms. He did not hear it again, though, and he might have fought off the new terror that was gripping him, if at that instant he had not remembered that when leaving the lower room he had forgotten to lock the rear door the door through which Morley had entered earlier in the evening; the door through which Silverthorn had departed.
Margery's father, having privately ascertained that she was living with her grandmother, and getting into no harm, refrained from communicating with her, in the hope of seeing her contrite at his door. It had, of course, become known about Silverthorn that at the last moment Margery refused to wed Hayward, by absenting herself from the house.
'My name is Margaret Tucker, sir, she said meekly. 'My father is Dairyman Tucker. We live at Silverthorn Dairy-house. 'What were you doing here at this hour of the morning? She told him, even to the fact that she had climbed over the fence. 'And what made you peep round at me? 'I saw your elbow, sir; and I wondered what you were doing? 'And what was I doing? 'Nothing.
She's the girl Silverthorn was telling me about that you're sweet on. You damned fool. Can't you let the women alone when we're in a deal like this! You'll ruin the whole thing! Get her out of here!" Dale eyed the other sullenly, his face bloating with rage. "Look here, Maison; you quit your infernal yappin'. She stays here. I thought at first I'd killed her an' I was goin' to plant her.
But after their little tiff they tried to recover their spirits and succeeded in keeping up a sham kind of gayety. Arrived at Silverthorn's lodging, they completed their business; Vibbard handing over a check, and receiving in exchange Silverthorn's copy of the agreement with a receipt in due form. "How long can you stay, Bill?" asked Silverthorn, more cheerfully, when this was over.
Not until they were well out in the big basin did either of them speak. And then Sanderson said, shortly: "Silverthorn was tellin' me you gassed everything. Are you feelin' better over it?" Owen's head bent over his horse's mane; his chin was on his chest when he answered: "Come and kill me." "Hell!" exploded Sanderson, disgustedly.
"Okar has grown to be an important town for this locality," Mary smiled. "You see, the railroad has made it grow. It is now quite large, and has a bank and a dozen or more stores. It is a depot for supplies for a big section, and the railroad company has built large corrals there. A man named Silverthorn and Alva Dale are the rulers of Okar, now." "Who is Silverthorn?"
If Sanderson took ninety thousand dollars away from Maison, Maison was sure to tell Dale and Silverthorn about it for they're as thick as three in a bed. And none of them are the kind of men to stand for that kind of stuff from anybody not even from a man like Sanderson!" "We've got to do something, Judge!
And had he been the free agent he had always been until his coming to the Double A he would have gone straight to Okar, thus yielding to the blood lust that swelled his veins. But he could not permit his inclinations to ruin the girl he had promised to protect. He could kill Dale, Silverthorn, and Maison quite easily.
So then I said I had made up my mind any way, as things stood, to return you your money. I forgive me, Bill, but it was not treachery to you only justice to all I asked her if she would wish to marry me as I was, poor and without a future." "And she " asked Vibbard, trembling. "What did she say?" Silverthorn let the pocket-book fall, and buried his face in his hands.
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