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Updated: June 11, 2025
Moreover, the Falins, because of a rumour that Bad Rufe Tolliver might come back, and because of Devil Judd's anger at their attempt to capture young Dave, grew wary and rather pacificatory: and so, beyond a little quarrelling, a little threatening and the exchange of a harmless shot or two, sometimes in banter, sometimes in earnest, nothing had been done.
"Well, you better take another road this time," he said quietly. "Three o' the Falins will be waitin' in the lorrel somewhar on the road to lay-way ye." Hale was dumfounded, but he knew the boy spoke the truth. "Look here," he said impulsively, "I've got nothing against you, and I hope you've got nothing against me. I'm much obliged let's shake hands!"
The boy turned sullenly away with a dogged shake of his head. "I was beholden to you," he said with dignity, "an' I warned you 'bout them Falins to git even with you. We're quits now." Hale started to speak to say that the lad was not beholden to him that he would as quickly have protected a Falin, but it would have only made matters worse.
"Order in the Court," said the Judge sternly, but already at a signal from Hale several guards were pushing through the crowd and old Judd saw them coming and saw the Falins about him and the Winchesters at the port-holes, and he stopped with a hard gulp and stood looking at June. "Repeat his exact words," said the deep voice again as calmly as though nothing had happened.
He turned his horse over to a stable boy and went across to the little frame cottage that served as office and home for him. While he sat on the veranda that almost hung over the mill-pond of the other stream three of the Falins came riding back. One of them had left something at the hotel, and while he was gone in for it, another put a bullet through the sign, and seeing Hale rode over to him.
Several Falins were there led by young Buck, whom Hale recognized as the red-headed youth at the head of the tearing horsemen who had swept by him that late afternoon when he was coming back from his first trip to Lonesome Cove. The old man gritted his teeth as he looked and he put one of his huge pistols on a table within easy reach and kept the other clenched in his right fist.
And, at double quick, the Guard rushed back to find it a false alarm and to see men laughing at them in the street. The truth was that, while the Falins had a general hostility against the Guard, their particular enmity was concentrated on John Hale, as he discovered when June was to take her first trip home one Friday afternoon.
It was true, and Dave, silenced, was forced into another channel. "I wonder," he said presently, "how them Falins always know when I go over thar." "I've been studyin' about that myself," said Devil Judd. Inside, the old step-mother had heard Dave's query. "I seed the Red Fox this afternoon," she quavered at the door. "Whut was he doin' over hyeh?" asked Dave.
Only the night before a Tolliver had shot a Falin and the Falins had gathered to get revenge on Judd that night. The warning word had been brought to Lonesome Cove by Loretta Tolliver, and it had come straight from young Buck Falin himself. So June and old Judd and Bub had fled in the night.
Hale pulled out his watch. "Keep those men there," he said, pointing to the Falins, and he turned to the bewildered Tollivers. "Come on, Judd," he said kindly "all of you."
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