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Updated: June 10, 2025
The leather-breeched person parading as the Argentine town-marshal had climbed the embankment, and, singling out his man, was reading his warrant. Contrary to Mr. Darrah's expressed hope, Winton submitted quietly. With a word to his men a word that stopped the strenuous labor-battle as suddenly as it had begun he turned to pick his way down the rough hillside at the heels of the marshal.
Like a boil, such a horse race as this must burst some day, and it was reaching the acute stage. But Town-marshal Pease was vigilant and spoke sternly of the majesty of the law. As to the election, it grew even more dubious. Scattergood privately took stock of the situation. Marvin Towne and the Prohibitionists might count now on a vote or two more than fifty.
"Yes. When the train is out of sight and hearing, you get back over there and drive that track-laying for every foot there is in it." Adams nodded. "I'll do it, and get myself locked up, I suppose." "No, you won't; that's the beauty of it. The majesty of the law all there is of it in Argentine goes with me to Carbonate in the person of the town-marshal." "Oh, good succulently good! Well, so long.
If I'd 'a' been an inch or so more'n half awake this morning when that old b'iler-buster's hired man routed me out, I'd 'a' told him to go to blazes with his warrant. Nex' time I will." Winton shook his head. "There isn't going to be any 'next time, Peter, my son," he prophesied. "When Mr. Darrah gets fairly down to business he'll throw bigger chunks than the Argentine town-marshal at us."
Some such thought as this had possession of her while the marshal and his prisoner were picking their way across the ice, and she was hoping that Winton would give her a chance to requite him, if only with a look. But it was Town-Marshal Peter Biggin, affectionately known to his constituents as "Bigginjin Pete," who gave her the coveted opportunity.
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