Since the day that he had given Margaret his promise to make good, Gardley had been regularly employed by Mr. Rogers, looking after important matters of his ranch1. Before that he had lived a free and easy life, working a little now and then when it seemed desirable to him, having no set interest in life, and only endeavoring from day to day to put as far as possible from his mind the life he had left behind him. Now, however, all things became different. He brought to his service the keen mind and ready ability that had made him easily a winner at any game, a brave rider, and a never-failing shot. Within a few days Rogers saw what material was in him, and as the weeks went by grew to depend more and more upon his advice in matters.
There had been much trouble with cattle thieves, and so far no method of stopping the loss or catching2 the thieves had been successful. Rogers finally put the matter into Gardley's hands to carry out his own ideas, with the men of the camp at his command to help him, the camp itself being only a part of Rogers's outlying possessions, one of several such centers from which he worked his growing interests.
Gardley had formulated3 a scheme by which he hoped eventually to get hold of the thieves and put a stop to the trouble, and he was pretty sure he was on the right track; but his plan required slow and cautious work, that the enemy might not suspect and take to cover. He had for several weeks suspected that the thieves made their headquarters in the region of Old Ouida's Cabin, and made their raids from that direction. It was for this reason that of late the woods and trails in the vicinity of Ouida's had been secretly patrolled day and night, and every passer-by taken note of, until Gardley knew just who were the frequenters of that way and mostly what was their business. This work was done alternately by the men of the Wallis camp and two other camps, Gardley being the head of all and carrying all responsibility; and not the least of that young man's offenses4 in the eyes of Rosa Rogers was that he was so constantly at her father's house and yet never lifted an eye in admiration5 of her pretty face. She longed to humiliate6 him, and through him to humiliate Margaret, who presumed to interfere7 with her flirtations, for it was a bitter thing to Rosa that Forsythe had no eyes for her when Margaret was about.
When the party from the fort rode homeward that Sunday after the service at the school-house, Forsythe lingered behind to talk to Margaret, and then rode around by the Rogers place, where Rosa and he had long ago established a trysting-place.
Rosa was watching for his passing, and he stopped a half-hour or so to talk to her. During this time she casually8 disclosed to Forsythe some of the plans she had overheard Gardley laying before her father. Rosa had very little idea of the importance of Gardley's work to her father, or perhaps she would not have so readily prattled9 of his affairs. Her main idea was to pay back Gardley for his part in her humiliation10 with Forsythe. She suggested that it would be a great thing if Gardley could be prevented from being at the play Tuesday evening, and told what she had overheard him saying to her father merely to show Forsythe how easy it would be to have Gardley detained on Tuesday. Forsythe questioned Rosa keenly. Did she know whom they suspected? Did she know what they were planning to do to catch them, and when?
Rosa innocently enough disclosed all she knew, little thinking how dishonorable to her father it was, and perhaps caring as little, for Rosa had ever been a spoiled child, accustomed to subordinating everything within reach to her own uses. As for Forsythe, he was nothing loath11 to get rid of Gardley, and he saw more possibilities in Rosa's suggestion than she had seen herself. When at last he bade Rosa good night and rode unobtrusively back to the trail he was already formulating12 a plan.
It was, therefore, quite in keeping with his wishes that he should meet a dark-browed rider a few miles farther up the trail whose identity he had happened to learn a few days before.
Now Forsythe would, perhaps, not have dared to enter into any compact against Gardley with men of such ill-repute had it been a matter of money and bribery13, but, armed as he was with information valuable to the criminals, he could so word his suggestion about Gardley's detention14 as to make the hunted men think it to their advantage to catch Gardley some time the next day when he passed their way and imprison15 him for a while. This would appear to be but a friendly bit of advice from a disinterested16 party deserving a good turn some time in the future and not get Forsythe into any trouble. As such it was received by the wretch17, who clutched at the information with ill-concealed18 delight and rode away into the twilight19 like a serpent threading his secret, gliding20 way among the darkest places, scarcely rippling21 the air, so stealthily did he pass.
As for Forsythe, he rode blithely22 to the Temple ranch, with no thought of the forces he had set going, his life as yet one round of trying to please himself at others' expense, if need be, but please himself, anyway, with whatever amusement the hour afforded.
At home in the East, where his early life had been spent, a splendid girl awaited his dilatory23 letters and set herself patiently to endure the months of separation until he should have attained24 a home and a living and be ready for her to come to him.
In the South, where he had idled six months before he went West, another lovely girl cherished mementoes of his tarrying and wrote him loving letters in reply to his occasional erratic25 epistles.
Out on the Californian shore a girl with whom he had traveled West in her uncle's luxurious26 private car, with a gay party of friends and relatives, cherished fond hopes of a visit he had promised to make her during the winter.
Innumerable maidens27 of this world, wise in the wisdom that crushes hearts, remembered him with a sigh now and then, but held no illusions concerning his kind.
Pretty little Rosa Rogers cried her eyes out every time he cast a languishing28 look at her teacher, and several of the ladies of the fort sighed that the glance of his eye and the gentle pressure of his hand could only be a passing joy. But the gay Lothario passed on his way as yet without a scratch on the hard enamel29 of his heart, till one wondered if it were a heart, indeed, or perhaps only a metal imitation. But girls like Margaret Earle, though they sometimes were attracted by him, invariably distrusted him. He was like a beautiful spotted30 snake that was often caught menacing something precious, but you could put him down anywhere after punishment or imprisonment31 and he would slide on his same slippery way and still be a spotted, deadly snake.
When Gardley left the camp that Monday morning following the walk home with Margaret from the Sabbath service, he fully32 intended to be back at the school-house Monday by the time the afternoon rehearsal33 began. His plans were so laid that he thought relays from other camps were to guard the suspected ground for the next three days and he could be free. It had been a part of the information that Forsythe had given the stranger that Gardley would likely pass a certain lonely crossing of the trail at about three o'clock that afternoon, and, had that arrangement been carried out, the men who lay in wait for him would doubtless have been pleased to have their plans mature so easily; but they would not have been pleased long, for Gardley's men were so near at hand at that time, watching that very spot with eyes and ears and long-distance glasses, that their chief would soon have been rescued and the captors be themselves the captured.
But the men from the farther camp, called "Lone34 Fox" men, did not arrive on time, perhaps through some misunderstanding, and Gardley and Kemp and their men had to do double time. At last, later in the afternoon, Gardley volunteered to go to Lone Fox and bring back the men.
As he rode his thoughts were of Margaret, and he was seeing again the look of gladness in her eyes when she found he had not gone yesterday; feeling again the thrill of her hands in his, the trust of her smile! It was incredible, wonderful, that God had sent a veritable angel into the wilderness35 to bring him to himself; and now he was wondering, could it be that there was really hope that he could ever make good enough to dare to ask her to marry him. The sky and the air were rare, but his thoughts were rarer still, and his soul was lifted up with joy. He was earning good wages now. In two more weeks he would have enough to pay back the paltry36 sum for the lack of which he had fled from his old home and come to the wilderness. He would go back, of course, and straighten out the old score. Then what? Should he stay in the East and go back to the old business wherewith he had hoped to make his name honored and gain wealth, or should he return to this wild, free land again and start anew?
His mother was dead. Perhaps if she had lived and cared he would have made good in the first place. His sisters were both married to wealthy men and not deeply interested in him. He had disappointed and mortified37 them; their lives were filled with social duties; they had never missed him. His father had been dead many years. As for his uncle, his mother's brother, whose heir he was to have been before he got himself into disgrace, he decided38 not to go near him. He would stay as long as he must to undo39 the wrong he had done. He would call on his sisters and then come back; come back and let Margaret decide what she wanted him to do—that is, if she would consent to link her life with one who had been once a failure. Margaret! How wonderful she was! If Margaret said he ought to go back and be a lawyer, he would go—yes, even if he had to enter his uncle's office as an underling to do it. His soul loathed40 the idea, but he would do it for Margaret, if she thought it best. And so he mused41 as he rode!
When the Lone Fox camp was reached and the men sent out on their belated task, Gardley decided not to go with them back to meet Kemp and the other men, but sent word to Kemp that he had gone the short cut to Ashland, hoping to get to a part of the evening rehearsal yet.
Now that short cut led him to the lonely crossing of the trail much sooner than Kemp and the others could reach it from the rendezvous42; and there in cramped43 positions, and with much unnecessary cursing and impatience44, four strong masked men had been concealed for four long hours.
Through the stillness of the twilight rode Gardley, thinking of Margaret, and for once utterly45 off his guard. His long day's work was done, and though he had not been able to get back when he planned, he was free now, free until the day after to-morrow. He would go at once to her and see if there was anything she wanted him to do.
Then, as if to help along his enemies, he began to hum a song, his clear, high voice reaching keenly to the ears of the men in ambush46:
"'Oh, the time is long, mavourneen,
Till I come again, O mavourneen—'"
"And the toime 'll be longer thun iver, oim thinkin', ma purty little voorneen!" said an unmistakable voice of Erin through the gathering47 dusk.
Gardley's horse stopped and Gardley's hand went to his revolver, while his other hand lifted the silver whistle to his lips; but four guns bristled48 at him in the twilight, the whistle was knocked from his lips before his breath had even reached it, some one caught his arms from behind, and his own weapon was wrenched49 from his hand as it went off. The cry which he at once sent forth50 was stifled51 in its first whisper in a great muffling52 garment flung over his head and drawn53 tightly about his neck. He was in a fair way to strangle, and his vigorous efforts at escape were useless in the hands of so many. He might have been plunged54 at once into a great abyss of limitless, soundless depths, so futile55 did any resistance seem. And so, as it was useless to struggle, he lay like one dead and put all his powers into listening. But neither could he hear much, muffled56 as he was, and bound hand and foot now, with a gag in his mouth and little care taken whether he could even breathe.
They were leading him off the trail and up over rough ground; so much he knew, for the horse stumbled and jolted57 and strained to carry him. To keep his whirling senses alive and alert he tried to think where they might be leading him; but the darkness and the suffocation58 dulled his powers. He wondered idly if his men would miss him and come back when they got home to search for him, and then remembered with a pang59 that they would think him safely in Ashland, helping60 Margaret. They would not be alarmed if he did not return that night, for they would suppose he had stopped at Rogers's on the way and perhaps stayed all night, as he had done once or twice before. Margaret! When should he see Margaret now? What would she think?
And then he swooned away.
When he came somewhat to himself he was in a close, stifling61 room where candle-light from a distance threw weird62 shadows over the adobe63 walls. The witch-like voices of a woman and a girl in harsh, cackling laughter, half suppressed, were not far away, and some one, whose face was covered, was holding a glass to his lips. The smell was sickening, and he remembered that he hated the thought of liquor. It did not fit with those who companied with Margaret. He had never cared for it, and had resolved never to taste it again. But whether he chose or not, the liquor was poured down his throat. Huge hands held him and forced it, and he was still bound and too weak to resist, even if he had realized the necessity.
The liquid burned its way down his throat and seethed64 into his brain, and a great darkness, mingled65 with men's wrangling66 voices and much cursing, swirled67 about him like some furious torrent68 of angry waters that finally submerged his consciousness. Then came deeper darkness and a blank relief from pain.
Hours passed. He heard sounds sometimes, and dreamed dreams which he could not tell from reality. He saw his friends with terror written on their faces, while he lay apathetically69 and could not stir. He saw tears on Margaret's face; and once he was sure he heard Forsythe's voice in contempt: "Well, he seems to be well occupied for the present! No danger of his waking up for a while!" and then the voices all grew dim and far away again, and only an old crone and the harsh girl's whisper over him; and then Margaret's tears—tears that fell on his heart from far above, and seemed to melt out all his early sins and flood him with their horror. Tears and the consciousness that he ought to be doing something for Margaret now and could not. Tears—and more darkness!
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