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Without turning she called over her shoulder: "Shall I finish the waltz?" No faintest tremor in the clear, sweet voice betrayed the racing heart. "Y'u're a cool hand, my friend," came his ready answer. "But I think we'll dispense with the music. I had enough last time to serve me for twice." She laughed as she swung on the stool, with that musical scorn which both allured and maddened.
"We know it. Y'u and that hellish partner of yours shot him while he was locking the gate. But y'u made a mistake when y'u come to Fort Lincoln. He lived there before he went to be a guard at the Arizona penitentiary. I'm his brother. These gentlemen are his neighbors. Y'u're not going back to prison. Y'u're going to stay right here under this cottonwood."
If y'u want to y'u can plug me in the back through the window," he suggested, with a sneer. "As y'u would us under similar circumstances," retorted his cousin. "Be with y'u in five minutes," said the foreman. "Don't hurry. It's a long good-bye y'u're saying," returned his enemy placidly.
He declined to engage in conversation, accepted a proffer of tobacco with a silent, hostile grunt and relapsed into a long silence that lasted till his shift was ended. "Hate to have y'u leave, old man. Y'u're so darned good company I'll ce'tainly pine for you," the foreman suggested, with sarcasm, when the old man rolled up in his blankets preparatory to falling asleep immediately.
"Aw, hell! I said so, didn't I?" shouted Bruce, with a fierce uplift of his distorted face. Ellen strode out from the shadow of the tall men who had obscured her. "Bruce, y'u're a liar," she said, bitingly. The surprise of her sudden appearance seemed to root Bruce to the spot. All but the discolored places on his face turned white. He held his breath a moment, then expelled it hard.
"Y'u mustn't stay heah alone. Suppose them Isbels would trap y'u! ... They'd tear your clothes off an' rope y'u to a tree. Ellen, shore y'u're goin'.... Y'u heah me!" "Yes I'll go," she replied, as if forced. "Wal that's good," he said, quickly. "An' rustle tolerable lively. We've got to pack." The slow jangle of Colter's spurs and his slow steps moved away out of Ellen's hearing.
Ellen, however, had to exert herself to get free of him, and when she had placed the table between them she looked him square in the eyes. "Daggs, y'u keep your paws off me," she said. "Aw, now, Ellen, I ain't no bear," he remonstrated. "What's the matter, kid?" "I'm not a kid. And there's nothin' the matter. Y'u're to keep your hands to yourself, that's all."
Y'u was watched. Y'u was with her. Y'u made up to her. Y'u grabbed her an' kissed her! ... An' I'm heah to say, Nez Perce, thet y'u're a marked man on this range. "'Who saw me? asked Isbel, quiet an' cold. I seen then thet he'd turned white in the face. "'Yu cain't lie out of it, hollered Bruce, wavin' his hands. 'We got y'u daid to rights.
An' I never want it on record thet I killed Jorth because he was a rustler." "By God, Blue! it's late in the day for such talk," burst out Blaisdell, in rage and amaze. "But I reckon y'u know what y'u're talkin' aboot.... Wal, I shore don't want to heah it." At this juncture Bill Isbel quietly entered the cabin, too late to hear any of Blue's statement.
"Y'u're liable to be a grandmother to us if y'u keep on," came back the young giant. "Y'u plumb discourage me, Denver," sighed the foreman. "No, sir! The way I look at it, a fellow's got to take some risk. Now, y'u cayn't tell some things. I figure I ain't half so likely to catch pneumony as y'u would be to get heart trouble if y'u went walking with Miss Nora," returned Denver.
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