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He got his war-bag from its place behind the saddle, on Patches, shouldered it, and crossed the porch. He was opening the door when Ruth's voice stopped him. "Oh," she said, "your room. I forgot to tell you; it is the one in the northwest corner." "Thank you, ma'am." He went in. "Come down when you have straightened around," she called to him, "I want to talk with you about some things."
I've already declined one pressing invitation to that effect," Stella returned drily. His matter-of-fact assurance rather nettled her. "A woman always has the privilege of changing her mind," Fyfe smiled. "Charlie is going to be at my camp for at least three weeks. It'll rain soon, and the days'll be pretty gray and dreary and lonesome. You might as well pack your war-bag and come along."
It was so strongly in her mind while they dressed for the affair at the Prouty House that Toomey's conversation was largely a soliloquy. Surveying himself complacently in the glass, it pleased Mr. Toomey to be jocose. "Say, Old Girl, how long will it take you to pack your war-bag when I get this deal pulled off?
If you don't want me, just tell me to hit the sod." "You stay right where you're at!" commanded Eagle Creek with returned confidence in himself and his authority. Of a truth, this self-assured, straight-limbed young man had rather dazed him. "Take your bed and war-bag up to the bunk-house and make yourself t' home till the boys get back, and say, where'd yuh git that pack-horse?"
And if I had had your chance, money, and no responsibilities at your age, I wouldn't have waited to pack my war-bag to go to college." "Well, I figured you was educated, all right. Why, that there lawyer was sayin' right out in court about you bein' intelligent and well-informed, and readin' character." "He was spreading it on thick, Pete. Regular stuff.
"Never mind what you want to tell him. It'll keep, I reckon." At the door of the wooden hotel the cowpuncher swung from his horse. "You wait here a minute; I'll go fetch Jennie. She's prob'ly over to the dance. She'll fix you up with a room an' see that you get what you want." "But my bag?" "Yer what?" "My bag with all my things in it. I left it in the car." "Oh, yer war-bag!
But he left them shortly afterward, lighting a fresh cigar and walking toward the bunkhouse, which was deserted, for Chavis and Pickett had gone to a distant part of the range. Thus Masten did not see Vickers, when a little later he came out on the porch with his war-bag. He said good-bye to Aunt Martha and Uncle Jepson, and then he took Ruth's hand and held it long.
"Boys, that mankillin' devil must be around here; and that's what them up to the house was runnin' from Barry!" It scattered the others to the windows, to the door. "What d'you see?" "Nothin'." "Swann, if Barry is comin' to these parts, I'm goin' to pack my war-bag." "Me too, Ben. Them that get ten thousand'll earn it. I heard about the Killin' at Alder."
Anyways, you don't need to be afraid of him like Purdy. But men is men, an' you got to watch 'em." As the girl chattered on she helped Alice to dress for the trail and when the "war-bag" was packed and tied with a stout cord, the girl crossed to the window and drew back the shade. "The Injun's back.
"She stops onct before we git in," said Brevoort. "It's gittin' dark and we got one chanct. When she slows down, we go into the baggage-car there and tell the boss we're lookin' for our war-bag, which we didn't have. Jest about the time she stops, we drop off. The side door's open." "We'll be plumb afoot," said Pete. "Yes.
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