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Dorgan, the country prosecutor, had been defeated for re-election by a man named Carney who was known to be friendly to Singleton. Moreton had also been defeated by "Slim" McCray, who hailed from a little town called Keegles, southeast from Willets. It was rumored after the election that Slim McCray had been friendly to Antrim, though no one advanced any evidence in support of the rumor.
But when he went for a man deliberate, he didn't take no special chances. For a while he was marshal at Willets. Pretty soon it was noted that there was a heap of cases of resisting arrest, where Sam as marshal had to shoot, and that those cases almost always happened to be his personal enemies. Of course, that might be all right, but it looked suspicious.
"Usually, at this season of the year, there will be a hundred or two empty cars on the siding at Willets with other hundreds on the way. This year the siding is empty, and Jay Simmons says there are no cars to be had. He tells me there isn't an empty car in the state.
"H'm name?" asked the grey superintendent. He knew that vocal quality. A queer look stole into Rachel Wiletzky's face, a look of cunning and determination and shrewdness. "Ray Willets," she replied composedly. "Double l." "Clerked before, of course. Our advertisement stated " "Oh yes," interrupted Ray Willets hastily, eagerly. "I can sell goods. My customers like me. And I don't get tired.
After they had been married about a month Senor Johnson found it necessary to drive into Willets. "How would you like to go, too, and buy some duds?" he asked Estrella. "Oh!" she cried strangely. "When?" "Day after tomorrow." The trip decided, her entire attitude changed.
Lawler's face was expressionless. Except for the flush in his cheeks he seemed to be unaffected by Blackburn's words. His voice was a trifle cold when he spoke: "I'll attend to Hamlin. I'll stop at the Two Bar on my way to Willets. By the time you reach town with the cattle I'll have the deal with Warden clinched." Blackburn nodded, and Lawler wheeled the bay, heading him northward.
Oddly, at the instant Warden's memory was dwelling upon the incident of Lawler's return to Willets, Lafe Corwin, the storekeeper, was mentally reviewing the incident. Willets was a cow-town, and for the winter its activity was over.
" damned sorry for his wife and two kids, though; when Willets comes to town again I'm not going to let him have my shack any more ... might be some trouble ... divorce or something." There was trouble and very shortly. In a month Willets had poisoned his wife ... with rough-on-rats ... and the quiet little shoemaker went to the penitentiary for life ... a life-time of shoe-making.
Lawler left Red King at the stable from which, the day before, Gary Warden had ridden on his way to the Hamlin cabin; and when the west-bound train steamed in he got aboard, waving a hand to the friends who, the day before in the Willets Hotel had selected him as their spokesman. It was afternoon when Lawler stepped from the train in the capital.
He was about to lead the horse outside when he saw two horsemen riding through the drifts in the rear of a building near the Willets Hotel. The light was not good, but Singleton would have recognized Red King in any light, and he laughed exultantly as he saw the rider dismount. Singleton abruptly closed the stable door and darted into the shadow of the stable.
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