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The sloping stretches began to lift, dotted by the oaks and digger-pines for whose sake Kenset had come to Lost Valley. They shot through them, up along the sharply lifting skirts of the hills, in between the guarding pines that formed the gateway to the little glade where the singing stream went down and the cabin stood at the head. Tharon's throat was tight, as if a hand pressed hard upon it.
"Say," said Service, banging a fist on his table, "I'm th' sheriff of Menlo County, young woman. I ordered him buried." "Where?" "What's it to you?" "Was Jim Banner there?" "Jim Banner's sick in bed got th' cholery morbus." Tharon's eyes began to blaze. "Bah!" she snapped, "th' time's ripe! Come on, boys," and she whirled from the Court House.
At its end Kenset's eyes were deep and troubled, but Tharon's were beginning to glow with the old fire that all the Holding knew, the leaping flame that rose and died and rose again, exciting to the beholder, promising, threatening, unfathomable. "Why, it's a cinch!" said O'Hallan, "a dead moral cinch! Don't see how it's held on like it has.
They looked across the woman's shoulder, and from that moment she was to stand between, though what there could be in common between the man in the U. S. service and the common rider from Last's was not apparent. El Rey was eager for flight and by the time Tharon's foot was in the stirrup he was up on his hind feet, fore feet beating the air, silver mane like a flying cloud.
What outfit?" There was a hard quality in her voice. If he had come in to ride for Courtrey, why he must know at once that Last's was no friend of his, now or ever. He caught the drift of her thought in part. "For no outfit, Miss Last," he said with a gentle dignity. "I am in the employ of the United States Government." A swift change came over Tharon's face. Government!
A constant sighing droned through the depths, a mournful, whispering sound that sent the shivers down Tharon's spine, made her think sadly of all the tragedies she had ever known. Billy, lying full length beside her, his hands beneath his head, looked up to the narrow blue spot of sky so far away, and thought his own thoughts, and they were not wholly sad.
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