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I suppose for what I did for him on the bridge. That would be just like a story episode, so much like one that there's no chance of its coming true. But what would Rex say if it did? Ah, here comes Syd." Roy left the porch and hurried out to the gate to meet the fellow who had been nearer and dearer to him than a brother as far back as he could remember.
Sixteen, ten infantrymen from old Fort Bethune, under command of Syd. Wyman, a gray-headed sergeant of thirty years' continuous service in the regulars, two cow-punchers from the "X L" ranch, a stranger who had joined them uninvited at the ford over the Bear Water, together with old Gillis the post-trader, and his silent chit of a girl.
But by the way, you had better get home as soon as you can. I think mother is inclined to worry about you from what Jess said. I can stay with the old man as long as it is necessary." "And I shan't say anything about that will, Syd. I'd rather you wouldn't either, just yet." "No, it is best to keep it as quiet as we can.
Westerfield saw him again, on the next day, he appeared with undeniable claims on her mercy. Notice of the marriage had been received at the church; and a cabin had been secured for her on board the steamer. Her prospects being thus settled, to her own satisfaction, Mrs. Westerfield was at liberty to make her arrangements for the desertion of poor little Syd.
For I've already triumphed over a tangle or two and now I'm going to see this thing through. I'm going to see Alabama Ranch make good. I teamed in to Buckhorn, with Dinkie and the Twins and Ikkie bedded down in the wagon-box on fresh wheat-straw, and had a talk with Syd Woodward, the dealer there.
The carriage had gone two squares before the silence in it was broken. Then Roy spoke. "What is it, Syd?" he said. "I am sure you are worrying yourself needlessly over something are magnifying it from a molehill into a mountain." "Needlessly? Oh, boys, would that I were! But as soon as I tell you, you will understand it all. And I shall tell you now in a minute.
"No," replied Rex, mystified. "Nothing at all. But what does all this mean, Syd? What is worrying you so terribly?" "Don't let it worry you and then it will worry me less. What time is it?" "Half past five." "Then we ought to catch the six o'clock train." "But you're not strong enough to go now," objected Rex. "You're as pale as a ghost."
The country about Marley and Burdock was beautiful, extremely rolling and rich in vegetation, so the walk was a pleasant one. "Say, did Mr. Tyler really have Syd make his will last night?" asked Rex as they were crossing the covered bridge over the creek. "Yes," answered Roy.
Is it anything about Syd?" "Yes, it's about Syd. Something that happened last summer, and which he told me not to tell; but it seems to me that I ought to tell now." In a few words then, Rex related what he and Scott Bowman had witnessed, adding an account of what Sydney had said to him when he asked to have the doctor sent out of the room. "It's queer, isn't it, Roy?" Rex added.
Don't look at me; look at your float. My papa has gone away and Syd has left me without even saying good-by, and we have given up our nice old house in Scotland and come to live here. I tell you I don't understand it.
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