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"Let go, you damned fool!" The man still clung to him. Trevison wrenched himself free and struck, viciously. The man dropped with a startled cry. Another figure was upon Trevison. He wanted no more trouble at that minute. "Hell to pay!" he panted as the second man loomed close to him in the darkness; "Trevison's in the courthouse!" He heard the other gasp; saw him lunge forward.
A great many people here knew of the ancient trouble between them." He passed from that, quickly. "The tale of the robbery of Trevison's office is childlike, for the reason that Trevison had no deed. Judge Lindman is an honored and respected official. And " he added as a last argument " your father is the respected head of a large and important railroad.
And those men " She indicated the horsemen gathered in front of the Belmont, whom he had not seen, "are organizing to go to Trevison's rescue. They have discovered that Corrigan murdered Braman, though Corrigan accused Trevison." J. C. flattened himself against the rear wall of the coach and looked with horror upon the armed riders.
The girl could not forget the sincere ring in Trevison's voice when he had told her that he would never go back to Hester Harvey. Arrayed against this declaration was the cold fact of Hester's visit, and Hester's statement that Trevison had sent for her. In this jumble of contradiction hope found a fertile field.
Trevison's voice was cold and passionless. "It seems I can't make you understand. I'm grateful for what you have done for me tonight very grateful. But I can't live a lie, woman. I don't love you!" "But you love a woman who has delivered you into the hands of your enemies," she moaned. "I can't help it," he declared hoarsely. "I don't deny it.
It seemed unsatisfying to her Carson's commendation did not appear to coincide with Trevison's performances. "Have you heard what happened in Manti yesterday?" she questioned. "This man, Trevison, jumped his horse against Mr. Corrigan and knocked him down." "I heard av it," grinned Carson. "But I didn't see it. Nor did I see the daisy scrap that tuk place right after." "Fight?" she exclaimed.
Rosalind's story of Trevison's difficulties did not have the effect that she anticipated. "The poor, dear boy!" said Hester and she seemed genuinely moved. Rosalind gulped hard over the shattered ruins of this last hope and got up, fighting against an inhospitable impulse to order Hester away.
She said nothing; she was thinking of the great light that had been in Trevison's eyes on the day he had told her of his ten years of exile; she could remember his words, they had been vivid fixtures in her mind ever since: "I own five thousand acres, and about a thousand acres of it is the best coal land in the United States.
If they'd have been hangin' around they'd sure have got you, comin' up here, wouldn't they?" Trevison's answer was a hoarse exclamation. He swung Levins up and bore him into one of the communal houses, whose opening faced away from the plains and the activity.
He had watched the movements of the other closely, noting his huge bulk, his lithe motions, the play of his muscles as he backed across the room to dispose of the pistol. At Corrigan's words though, Trevison's eyes glowed with a sudden fire, his teeth gleamed, his straight lips parting in a derisive smile.
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