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Updated: June 28, 2025
This had been the nature of McWade's and Stoner's meeting; on the roof of that swaying Pullman they laid the corner stone of their partnership. Arrived at Wichita Falls, Stoner went into the field and McWade obtained employment in a restaurant.
'Tonio had told it not even to Harris. "The mountain eagle is 'Tonio's friend; the bear, the lynx, the birds are his brothers." "Then you knew the Apache Mohaves were in the Verde Valley and in Dead Man's Cañon as late as last week that they had raided Stoner's Ranch?" "They were not there, nor did they raid Stoner's Ranch! My people stayed not even on the East Fork.
And Brereton, after an unimportant word or two, went away too, certain by that time that the death of Stoner had some sinister connexion with the murder of Kitely. Brereton went back to his friend's house more puzzled than ever by the similarity of the entries in Kitely's memoranda and in Stoner's pocket-book.
She walked on the grass beside the sidewalk to the gate before Melville Stoner's house and he came down to the gate to meet her. He laughed mockingly. "I fancied I might have another chance to walk with you before the night was gone," he said bowing. Rosalind did not know how much of the conversation between herself and her mother he had heard. It did not matter.
In answer to Stoner's stare, the speaker explained his interest in the welfare of Wichita Falls's newest eating place, and en route thereto he told how Margie Fulton came to be running it. "Gray did it. He got the Parker girl to help us, and we had the place all fixed up by the time Margie got here. She's tickled pink, and it'll coin money if it isn't pinched." "Pinched?" "Sure!
So much for Stoner's memorandum. But did it refer to the same event to which Kitely made reference in his memorandum? It seemed highly probable that it did. It seemed highly probable, too, that the M. & C. of Kitely's entry were the Mallows & Chidforth of Stoner's.
They had been making money for years, and of late certain highly successful and profitable contracts had increased their wealth in a surprising fashion. Everything had gone right with them every contract they had taken up had turned out a gold mine. Five thousand pounds would be nothing to them singly much less jointly. In Stoner's opinion, he had only to ask in order to have.
The woman folded her bony arms in her apron, cast one tragic glance at her children, then faced us again, hollow-eyed but undaunted. "My man is with Stoner's scout," she said, with dull pride. "Then you must go to the block-house," began Dorothy, but the woman pointed to the fields, shaking her head. "We shall build a block-house here," she said, stubbornly. "We cannot leave our corn.
She took off her hat and laid it on the porch beside her. Melville Stoner's house next door had windows that were like eyes staring at her, accusing her. "Well now, you see, you have gone too fast," the house declared. It sneered at her. "You thought you knew about people. After all you knew nothing." Rosalind held her head in her hands. It was true she had misunderstood.
There was little sleep for him after that: he spent most of the night in thinking, anticipating, and scheming. That stick would almost certainly be found, and it would be found near Stoner's body. A casual passer-by would not recognize it, a moorland shepherd would not recognize it.
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