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Updated: August 18, 2024


Macdonald came forward in a moment, with respectful salute, a look amounting almost to frightened questioning in his face. For the sun was not up yet, although its flame was on the heavens, and it was a strange, wild place to meet a woman of Frances Landcraft's caste unattended, and with the shadow of a trouble in her face that made it old, like misery.

"I am aware that there is narrowness, injustice even, on the drovers' side," the colonel admitted, softening a little, it seemed. "But for all that, even if you were an equal, and an honest man, the road to Miss Landcraft's heart is closed to assault, no matter how wild and sudden. She is plighted to another man." "Sir " "It is true; she will be married in the Christmas holidays.

It is incumbent on you to see that both are redeemed." "I'm in a mind to do my own thinking now, father; I'm old enough." "A woman is never old enough to know her own mind! What's the occasion of this change in the wind? Surely not " Colonel Landcraft's brows drew together over his thin nose, making small glaring points of his blue eyes among the gathered wrinkles and bristling hair.

"That's all right," Chadron assured him, comfortably; "I've got two senators and five congressmen back there in Washington that jigger when I jerk the gee-string. You can cut loose and come into this thing with a free hand, and go the limit, the department be damned if they don't like it!" Colonel Landcraft's face was flaming angrily.

This beef day, the morning following the meeting between Saul Chadron and his mysterious guest, a chattering group stood on the veranda of Colonel Landcraft's house in the bright friendly sun.

"Yes; we march at nine o'clock." "You done right to come to the mission after me, for I'd ride to the gatepost of hell to turn a trick agin Saul Chadron!" Banjo's voice had a quaver of earnestness in it that needed no daylight to enforce. The pitchy night made a bobbing blur of him as he rode his quick-stepping little horse at Frances Landcraft's side. "Yes, you owe him one," Frances admitted.

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