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Updated: June 28, 2025
"If she's got anything to say, let us all hear it!" The suggestion was caught up, insistently. "If you ain't got no objections, ma'am," said the big man. He stooped at her cold smile and swung her to his shoulder. "Trevison did not kill Braman it was Corrigan. Corrigan was in my room in the Castle last night just after dark. When he left, I watched him from my window, after putting out the light.
There was a gleam of wild, despairing terror in his eyes revealing the dawning consciousness of approaching defeat, complete and terrible. She saw Trevison start another blow, swinging his fist upward from his knee. It landed with a sodden squish on the big man's jaw. His eyes snapped shut, and he dropped soundlessly, face down in the dust.
Murph', the engineer av the dinky, an' his fireman, ducks for the engine-cab, l'avin' me standin' there to face the music. Trevison yells at the engineer av the rattle-box, an' he disappears like a rat into a hole. Thin Trevison swings his gun on me, an' I c'u'd feel me knees knockin' together.
They quieted her fears and fled out into the plains again, charging themselves with stupidity for not being more diplomatic in dealing with Mrs. Levins. During the early hours of the morning they rode again to the Diamond K ranchhouse, thinking that perhaps Trevison had slipped by them and returned.
Wrecks, disasters, were certain. They came turmoil engulfed them. Which is to say that during the two weeks that had elapsed since the departure of Judge Graney for Washington, Manti had paid very little attention to "Brand" Trevison while he haunted the telegraph station and the post-office for news.
The latter looked steadily back at him. "I saw no deed," he said, coolly. "In fact, it wouldn't be possible for me to see any deed, for Trevison has no title to the property he speaks of." Judge Graney made a gesture of impotence to Trevison, then spoke slowly to the court. "I am afraid that without the deed it will be impossible for us to proceed. I ask a continuance until a search can be made."
He thought he knew truth when he saw it, and he would have sworn that truth shone from Rosalind Benham's eyes when she had told him that she had not seen Trevison pass that way. He had not known that what he took for the truth was the cleverest bit of acting the girl had ever been called upon to do.
She was about to hammer on the door when it swung open and Trevison stepped out, peered closely at her and laughed shortly. "It's you, eh?" he said. "I thought I told you " She winced at his tone, but it did not lessen her concern for him. "It isn't that, Trev! And I don't care how you treat me I deserve it! But I can't see them punish you for what you did last night!"
He saw Trevison standing at one of the grated windows of the wire netting, talking with Braman. Corrigan had taken several steps into the room before Trevison heard him, and then Trevison turned, to find himself looking into the gaping muzzle of Corrigan's pistol. "You didn't run," said the latter. "Thought it was all over, I suppose. Well, it isn't."
Not that I'm 'knocking' you," the clerk denied, flushing at the dark look Corrigan threw him. "That's merely what I hear. Personally, I'm for you. This town needs men like you, and it can get along without fellows like Trevison." "Thank you," smiled Corrigan, disgusted with the man, but feeling that it might be well to cultivate such ingratiating interest. "Have a cigar." "I'll go you.
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