The windows were wide open. Voices from within the parlor1 reached Nan. She was waiting on the veranda2. Waiting for the long council of men-folk to reach its conclusion. She had elected to remain outside. She knew that the future well-being3 of the Obar Ranch4 was being considered by men whose sole regard that well-being was. And somehow the woman in her demanded that in all the vital affairs of life it was the will of the men-folk which should rule.
But her self-denial was strained to breaking as the interminable minutes grew, and, at last, she abandoned her principles to her woman's curiosity, and slipped into the room. She knew well enough that none of those present would resent her intrusion. And, anyway, it was hard to stand by when her whole interest was absorbed in the decisions to be arrived at.
She passed round the room and took up a position on the arm of her father's chair. No one spoke5 to her. Scarcely an eye turned in her direction. And something of the impressiveness of it all caught the girl's imagination.
There was the dear familiar room with its simple furnishing, and its poignant6 associations. It was part of her life. It was certainly part of her father's and Jeff's. Then there was the warm sunlight pouring in through the open windows. It lit the tanned, strong faces of the men, and searched the weak spots in their toil-worn equipment. There was not a weak face among them. And Nan felt comfort in the thought that theirs was the decision.
The face of Jay Pendick, their own headman, with its small, alert dark eyes reflected the intentness of his mind. His capacity had been tried over and over again in his long years of service. Then Lal Hobhouse, the best-hated man on the countryside for his ruthless genius in obtaining work from those under him, and the driving force of Jeff's side of the partnership7. Her father, wise and silent, except for his heavy breathing. And lastly Jeff, full of a hard determination to beat the game in which he was engaged.
So keen was the interest of the gathering8 that Bud alone was smoking. But then Bud regarded tobacco as a necessary adjunct to soundness of judgment9.
He slipped an arm about Nan's waist as she took up her position at his side.
Jeff was seated at the centre table, a position strongly reminiscent to the girl of a smaller gathering some four years back, when he had occupied the position of leadership in the enterprise which had had such successful results for them all. Jay was poised11 upon the edge of a small chair which suggested immediate12 peril13 under his forceful and scarcely elegant methods when discussing the doings of rustlers, and imparting his opinion upon all and sundry14 of their class. Lal disdained15 all parlor attitude. He was squatting16 against the edge of the table without the least consideration for its somewhat trifling17 powers of endurance. But Jeff was talking, and Nan's whole attention was swiftly caught and held by the man whose words and actions were at all times irresistible18 to her.
He was talking slowly and clearly with that shadow of a drawl which was his way when his decision was arrived at.
"Say, it's as clear as don't matter we're up against an experienced and organized proposition," he said. "I don't guess this is any kind of scallawag outfit19 of toughs which just get around and duff a bunch, and hit the trail for safety till the froth they've raised dies down again. It's Orrville repeating itself." He paused thoughtfully. His eyes were regarding the table before him. When he raised them again they were full of a peculiar20 light which shone in Bud's direction. "Ther's features in the game carry a parallel to that play, and I guess they point the fact that the fellers of that gang who got away at their round-up have got around this region now, and figure to carry on the same play right here. You'll get that, Bud--sure." Bud nodded. "Well, it's up to us," Jeff went on, as though the other's agreement had left his course of action clear. "Maybe ther's States Marshalls around, and a pretty bunch of deputies lying behind Sheriff Hank Killick, but there never was an official gang these folk couldn't beat a mile. Guess they're not duffing the private property of Hank Killick, or any of his boys. We best get busy our own way, which is the way Dug McFarlane took nearly five years to dream out."
His blue eyes had grown colder and harder while he talked. There was a bite, too, in the manner in which he referred to the doings in Orrville of four years ago. There was a curious curl to his firm lips, which, to Nan's mind, suggested a painful smile. And she disliked it. She disliked his whole manner, which, just now, was none of the Jeff she had always known. Bud read deeper. And that which he read carried him back to an unforgettable scene in the Cathills, when a twin stood gazing upon its other half, hanging by the neck dead under the shade of a wide-spreading tree.
"It's up to us to set up a reward, Bud," Jeff went on, in the same passionless fashion. "A big reward. We've got to make it so some amateur Judas is ready to sell his friends. It'll cost us a piece, but it's the way to fix things. And anyway it's going to be worth it, sure. I allow we'll need to hand out the story of reward good. It's got to reach this gang itself. An' if I guess right, and there's toughs from Orrville way running this lay-out, why, they aren't li'ble to have forgotten what happened that time. We'll break the gang, or--we'll get 'em."
There was something unrelenting, and even vicious, in the manner in which he gripped the pencil in his hand and dug the pointed21 lead and crushed it against the surface of the table. Nan drew a deep sigh of relief as he finished speaking, and turned gladly as her father removed his pipe and cleared his throat.
"An' the reward. How much?" he questioned.
"Ten thousand dollars!"
In that answer Jeff's voice was unrecognizable to Nan. His whole expression, too, seemed to have undergone some subtle change. She sat groping for the meaning of it all, and somehow regretted she had not remained out on the veranda.
Bud inclined his head and replaced his pipe in corner of his mouth.
"It goes," he declared. Then he lumbered23 out of his chair. "That all?" he inquired. And by his manner and tone Nan knew that he, too, had been affected24 by the things which had troubled her.
"Not quite."
"That reward goes," he said sharply. "Get the exact amount. Ten thousand dollars. Not a cent more or less. Hand it out everywhere. Meanwhile I'll see to it the notices are printed, and we'll have 'em set up wherever the eyes of these scum are likely to get peeking26 around." Then he emitted a sound like a laugh, but there was no mirth in his eyes. Nor in his manner. "We'll locate the best trees for a hanging, and we'll set 'em up there."
Nan moved over to an open window as the two headmen took their departure. Bud had taken up a position against the cold iron stove. Jeff alone retained his seat, during the few silent moments which followed.
With the departure of the men, however, he looked up from a letter he had withdrawn27 from his pocket.
"Say, Bud," he said without emotion, "guess the Presidency28 of the Western Union's going to claim me right away. I'll need to make Orrville right off."
"Orrville?" Bud's eyes were sharply scrutinizing29.
"Sure." Jeff's indifference30 was obviously assumed. Nan's questioning eyes passed uncertainly from Jeff to her father. There was something between these two she did not understand. Orrville? It was when he had been speaking of Orrville all that intensity of bitterness had been so apparent in Jeff. She received no enlightenment, however.
"What's the play at--Orrville?"
Bud's question had a suggestion of anxiety in it.
Jeff rose from his chair. He passed one hand wearily across his brow and smoothed back his lank31 fair hair.
"Oh, it's just arbitration," he said. "The parties agree to take my decision in some grazing rights instead of handing good dollars over to the law. It's Dug. Dug McFarlane, and a feller called Peters. Peters figgers he's got rights on Dug's land, and--well, Dug just guesses he hasn't."
"When are you starting?" Nan inquired, from her place at the window.
"I'll need to get off early to-morrow." Jeff's eyes were on the girl. The change in them had become pronounced. Warmth had replaced frigidity32, and the smile in them was real now. "It's tough on top of my home-coming, eh, Nan? Maybe Evie'll feel lonesome too--when I tell her. Still, these things are part of the game, and I can't weaken on 'em. It's these toughs around I'm worrying 'll scare her. I was kind of wondering if you'd----"
"You don't need to worry a thing." Nan's smile was full of a staunch reassurance33. And her readiness came with a spontaneity which had nothing to do with Jeff's wife. It was the result of her delight and pride in this man himself who was called upon, and looked to, for leadership, in this little world of theirs.
"You'll----"
"I'll handle things here for you, Jeff." Nan gave him no chance to make his appeal. "Elvine shall be as safe as we can make her. She can come right over here till you get back, or I'll sleep at your place. It shall be just as she feels. She shan't be lonesome, and I guess my Daddy an' me we're equal to any crowd of rustlers."
The genuineness, even enthusiasm of the girl was quite transparent34. Nor was the man insensible to it. For all his preoccupation he realized something of his debt to these people, to Nan. It was a debt he had never attempted to pay, and now its rapid mounting made even ultimate payment seem doubtful.
"You're pretty good to me, Nan," was all he trusted himself to say.
Nan shook her head in smiling denial.
"Women need to help each other in--these parts."
But Jeff did not accept her excuse.
"Maybe that's so," he said thoughtfully. "But it don't alter things a little bit. I'd just like to feel I deserved it. But I don't and can't feel that way. Some day----" He laughed and made a helpless gesture. "But why talk? It's too easy, and it's mighty35 cheap anyway. I----"
But Nan was pointing out of the window. She welcomed a sudden diversion.
"It's Elvine coming right along over." Then, as Jeff craned forward: "Say, she's a dandy horsewoman. Get a look at her. Gracious, she might have been born in the saddle."
But Jeff had not waited. He was out on the veranda to greet his wife as she came. And just for one instant Nan caught a glimpse of the light in his eyes which the sight of Elvine had conjured36. All the coldness she had witnessed that morning, all the merciless purpose, even the simple friendliness37 he had displayed toward her. These were gone. Their place had been taken by a light of passionate38 regard for the woman who had yielded herself to him. For a moment it seemed as if her own emotions must stifle39 her. But the next she was within the room again, her eyes merrily dancing, talking to the parent she adored.
"Say, you Daddy of mine," she said, almost boisterously40, "haven't you work to be done, the same as I have? Shame on you for dallying41. Shame on us both. Come right along, sir. Come right along at once." Then, as he moved toward the window, "No, no, you dear blundering Daddy, not that way! That's reserved. The back door for us, sure. Come along."
Nan's effort was only partially43 successful. In a few moments the fugitives44 were urgently recalled to hear the news of the disaster at Spruce Crossing, which Elvine had brought with her. And during the discussion which followed Nan was forced to stand by while the handsome woman who had supplanted45 her occupied the centre of attention.
Somehow the news which held the others, drawing forth46 hot condemnation47 from Bud, and the bitter comment of Jeff, for once left Nan cold. Somehow it seemed so small a thing compared with that other disaster which was always with her. Her whole attention was held by Jeff and his wife. Not a detail of expression or emotion, as the swift words flowed between them, was lost upon her. And the exquisite48 pain of it all was excruciating.
The great love of the man was so apparent. There was a moment, even, just as Jeff and Elvine were about to take their departure, when Nan could have almost cried out. It had followed upon an expression of Elvine's dislike and fear of the man who conveyed the news to her.
Jeff took up her complaint in no half-hearted fashion, and, somehow, the injustice49 of his attitude and his obvious thought for his wife alone brought the girl's hot resentment50 very near the surface.
"Yes," he said. "He's a tough, sure. I've kept him on because he's one of the brightest cow-hands east of the mountains. But you're right, Evie. And I can't stand for you being scared by the 'hands' on my ranch. I'll have to get rid of him." Then, as he sat in the saddle with Elvine on her pony51 at his side, he had taken in Nan and her father in a smiling, comprehensive glance. "I guess Evie's some sport acting52 the way she's done," he declared with a lover's pride. "I allow we owe her a heap of thanks, eh, Bud?"
Bud nodded.
"We're mighty grateful, ma'am," he declared, heartily53 in his formal way. "Guess we all thank you, sure." Then he turned to Jeff more directly. "I'll get busy right away. That'll leave you free to get right on doping out that reward notice this afternoon, an' generally fixing things before you make the trail to-morrow morning."
Then they had taken their departure. And with their going Nan hastily returned to the parlor.
Bud followed her almost on the instant. He had moved with incredible swiftness, which is often the way of heavy men under stress of feeling. Already the tears were gathering in the girl's eyes when his words fell upon her ears.
"Say, little gal," he said, with a deep note of sympathy in his rumbling54 tones, "we're bein' hit up pretty bad since Jeff bro't her back home. Maybe we're feelin' 'bout10 as foolish as we're lookin'. But we're goin' to beat the game--sure, eh? We're goin' to beat it because we're built that way, an'--we got the grit55 to do it."
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The horses were walking leisurely56 over the summer grass. The house was less than two miles distant. There was no immediate hurry. Besides, Elvine was reading the letter which Jeff had handed her in reply to her inquiry57 as to the contemplated58 journey which Bud had mentioned.
Jeff was observing her closely as she read. There were no doubts in his mind. He was not even seeking the effect of the letter. He was dwelling59 with a lover's delight upon the picture she made.
Nor was his approval extravagant60. Any one must have admitted the justice of it. Nan had admitted it when she beheld61 her in a prairie saddle, on a prairie pony, with only the wide wealth of grass-land for her setting. Elvine in the saddle suggested a single identity between horse and rider. Her riding suit was expensively simple, and cut as only such suits can be cut. The figure beneath it was displayed to its fullest advantage. There was no studied pose. Just the perfection of horsemanship which demands an intimate freedom at all times. Then her dark head under her carefully adjusted prairie hat. The shining masses of hair, obvious in their wealth even under careful dressing62. The softly healthy cheeks, and the perfect profile as she pored over the letter in her hand.
Presently Elvine looked up. She did not turn at once to the husband at her side. Her gaze was directed ahead. It ignored the scene of undulating plain, and the distant ramparts of wooded hills. It saw nothing but the images in her own brain, and the conjured thoughts of a troubled heart and conscience.
"You see it's important," Jeff said, with a feeling that the news in the letter had caused disappointment.
"I s'pose it is."
There was a curious lack of interest in the woman manner. Her tone was listless.
"I'm afraid I'll have to go." The man felt he was apologizing, and it seemed absurd that apology should be required. Then he reminded her. "You see, these things come with my work as President. It's pretty good if you think. Guess I'll only be from home one night."
"You must go--I s'pose?"
The man's eyes widened.
"Sure."
"But it seems unfair you should be put to all this for nothing."
Jeff shook his head.
"Why, I don't guess it's any worry. Besides, it's an honor. You see, Evie, I'm out all I know to set up a big position for you. And it's these calls as President of the Western Union are going to fix things the way I'd have them."
His eyes had somehow become serious. There was even a lack of his recent warmth in them. He had not expected any protest from his wife. A shade of disappointment at his going perhaps. But that was all.
"You're at the call of anybody around to settle disputes?"
"Only where the interests of cattle-raising are affected."
Elvine handed him back the letter. She did not turn to him. A curious set to her lips warned Jeff that in some way his contemplated journey was adversely63 affecting her. Nor was it merely the disappointment he had been prepared for. He felt there was need to say more, though the need of it was obscure. It had never been his way to appeal, but he resigned himself to the reflection that his life had been entirely65 changed by his marriage. He was no longer responsible only to himself. With an effort he flung aside an inclination66 to resentment.
"Say, Evie," he cried, "it's a bit tough on you having to leave you even for a day just as we've got back to home. It's that way with me, too. I just don't fancy going a small bit. But I daren't refuse Dug McFarlane. He's one of the biggest men around, and I'll need all the friends I can round up. There's another thing. I've got it back of my mind later on to form a Trust amongst the growers, and Dug's a most important concern in such a scheme. I'd be crazy to refuse. Why, I just couldn't refuse anyway. You're going to help me, dear, aren't you? I've talked to Bud and Nan, and fixed67 things so you won't be lonesome. Nan's promised to sleep in the house with you, so you shan't feel that way. Or you could go over to her. It's just one night, that's all."
It may have been his obvious sincerity68, it may have been that the woman's objections were really the result of disappointment only. At any rate a distinct change came over her, and she turned to him with a smile.
"I'm just too selfish, Jeff," she cried. "But--but it did seem hard--at first. Go? Of course you must go. And you're not to worry about me. Nor is Nan. I wouldn't have her come over for me for anything, and I'm not going to sleep out of my home, either. You needn't be scared I'll be lonesome. I've got all this beautiful world around me, and all your interests. And rustlers? Why, I'm not scared of the worst rustlers living."
"Say," he cried, with a sudden vehemence70, "you've good grit, Evie. You're a bully71 soul. You're the sort would set a man crazy to corral the world, and set it at your feet. I'll get right back quick. I won't wait an hour more than I need."
Elvine's decision had been forced upon her, but once having taken it she threw something more into her words than the mere64 encouragement that seemed necessary.
"No," she declared, her eyes shining. "You're not even to hurry back. Get right through with your work, or any schemes you have to arrange while you're there, before you think of me." Then her voice softened72 to a great tenderness. "I want you to win through in everything you undertake, Jeff. I don't care now for a thing else in the world. You do believe that, don't you? Oh, Jeff, I want you always to believe that. Whatever may come in our life together, I want you always to know I love you better--better than the whole world, and your--your happiness is just my happiness. Without your happiness I can never be happy. It was selfishness made me demur73 at first. You believe that, don't you? I have always been very, very selfish. It was nothing else. You don't think there was anything else, do you? I sort of feel I'd always have you in my sight, near me. I'm happy then, because I feel nothing can ever come between us. When you're away, I don't know, but it sort of seems as if shadows grow up threatening me. I felt that way this morning. I felt that way when I read your letter. But these things just shan't be. I love you with all that's in me, and--you love me. Nothing shall ever come between us. Say that's so, Jeff. Nothing. Nothing."
The man responded with all a lover's impetuosity. He gave her to the full that reassurance of which she stood in need. But for all his sincerity it was as useless as if it had been left unspoken.
The letter from Dug McFarlane at Orrville, the recognition of her by the man Sikkem Bruce, had warned Elvine that the sands of her time of happiness were running out. She felt she knew that a gape74 of despair was already yawning at her feet.
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