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Updated: May 16, 2025
'I could not, he said, 'quite follow all his old-fashioned wit, but he must have been a very pretty fellow, according to the ideas of his time. 'And it was a shame, said Ensign Maccombich, who usually followed his Colonel everywhere, 'for that Tibbert, or Taggart, or whatever was his name, to stick him under the other gentleman's arm while he was redding the fray.
He reflected, though, that it was not likely that the shots could be heard from the house, for the spot on which the wagon stood was several hundred feet above the level of the valley, and then there was the intervening wood, which would dull whatever sound might float in that direction. Who could his assailant be? Why, it was Taggart, of course.
‘Why,’ said I, ‘there are those ballads.’ Taggart took snuff. ‘And those wonderful versions from Ab Gwilym.’ Taggart took snuff again. ‘You seem to be very fond of snuff,’ said I, looking at him angrily. Taggart tapped his box. ‘Have you taken it long?’ ‘Three-and-twenty years.’ ‘What snuff do you take?’ ‘Universal mixture.’ ‘And you find it of use?’ Taggart tapped his box.
Then he turned from the bar and walked toward the door. Half way to it, Dade following him, he halted, for the voice of a man who sat at a table reached him. "Aw, Taggart," it said loudly, "you're crowdin' the ante a little, ain't you?" The speaker laughed. "They tell me that Betty Clayton ain't no man's fool.
Calumet's grin as he nodded to Taggart was almost friendly, and his voice was soft, even almost gentle. "I heard one of these man call you Taggart," he said. "I reckon you're from the Arrow?" Taggart leaned back in his chair and insolently surveyed his questioner. What he saw in Calumet's face made his own pale a little. "I'm Taggart," he said shortly "Neal Taggart. What you wantin' of me?"
'A thing merely to be sneezed at, a voice like that of Taggart added; and then I seemed to hear a sternutation, as I probably did, for, recovering from a kind of swoon, I found myself shivering with cold. The next day I brought my work to a conclusion.
No one had heard him, he told himself with a grin as he stretched out on the bed beside Dade to sleep the hour that would elapse before daylight. Betty, however, had not been asleep. After seeking her room she had heard the rapid beat of hoofs, and, looking out of her window, she had seen Calumet when he had raced from the ranchhouse in search of Taggart.
The buildings were all huddled together a lot of flat, brown adobe houses. We could see the natives moving down among them, but none of us noticed anything unusual going on until Taggart calls our attention. "'Did you notice? he said. "'Notice what? we all answered. "'That they're all women down there I ain't seen a man! "That was a fact. There didn't seem to be a man anywhere about.
"And varra possibly," put in Taggart, "ye could submit a culture for present inspection? It would be gratifeeying to me and Captain McFadyen here, as weel as to our friend an' colleague Dr. Saxham, late of St. Stephen's-in-the-West, London, to varrafy the correctness o' your diagnosis." "And it would that!" the Irishman chimed in. "So trot out your bacillus, by all manner of means!"
Taggart hadn't taken enough to miss; there were millions of dollars' worth of gold and diamonds in the room, where they'd raised a kind of an altar, and I had my choice. "I took some of the gold, but what attracted me not because it was pretty, but because I saw in a minute that it was valuable was a hideous image about six inches high.
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