examined him, but he didn"t have even a knife. I didn"t have the heart to drive him forth like a dog, so I sez, too low for the rest to hear: "Jim, I know the double life you"ve been leadin"; but you can"t break Barbie"s heart. You"re a married man, an" I know it."
"You lie," he sez, clear an" cold. It was just the word I needed.
I crossed the room an" laid my gun on a chair, an" then I turned to him. "We"re equal now," sez I. "The winner gets the gun."
He wasn"t as strong as I was, quite; an" he was some out o" condition; but he had had trainin" more than me, an" for a few minutes he stood me off; an" then as he struck at me I grabbed his wrist, his left wrist, with my right hand, shot it in close to his body, an" clamped it behind his back; while I got his throat with my left. Slowly I brought him to his knees, my fingers all the time workin" deeper into his throat, while his right kept jabbin" me till it made me grunt. No one tried to interfere at first; but then he got too weak to strike. Barbie said sharply, "Happy Hawkins, stop that at once!"
"I"ll stop as soon as he promisses to go without further trouble," sez I.
She got up an" came across the room to us like a flash, an" seized the wrist that held Jim"s throat. "Let him alone, Happy," she said fiercely.
I gave him a little push that sent him to the floor, an" then I picked up my gun. Jim rose to his feet; but the starch was purty well taken out of him, an" of course this touched her heart, she bein" a woman.
"Are you hurt, d.i.c.k?" she sez sympathetic. "Yes, I"m hurt," he snaps back, glarin" at me; "not at what he"s done, but at his lies."
"It"s no lie," sez I.
"What was it?" asked Barbie--of Jim. He didn"t answer for a minute, an"
when he did his voice shook; but he looked into her eyes as he answered: "He said I was married."
Barbie drew away with a sharp gasp an" looked at him in horror; then she looked at me with her face all drawn up with anguish. "I tried to prepare you for this three weeks ago, Barbie," I sez, "an" you--you know what you threw in my face."
"Oh, Happy, Happy," she whispered, "it"s not true, it"s not true--say it"s not true!"
"It is true, Barbie," sez I, an" she gave a scream.
"It is not true," sez d.i.c.k, an" she glanced from one to the other.
"I can prove it at once," sez I; "she"s here to-night."
"Who?" asked d.i.c.k with a start.
"The wife you left in Laramie," sez I.
"Good G.o.d, you haven"t brought her here, have you!" shouted d.i.c.k, an"
Barbie a queer, heart-broken little laugh. "It"s true, it"s true," she sez. "You have convicted yourself, and it"s true. Happy,"--she went on speakin" to me,--"of all the men I have ever known you are the only one that has been always true to me. You said that you would never marry me unless I asked you to--prove to me that this man is already married, an" I"ll marry you. I"ll get down on my knees an" beg you to marry me.
The world seems full of wolves an" I want a man I can trust."
She was wild, an" the look in her eyes frightened me; but she came over an" put her hand on my arm, an" said: "Prove it, prove it, an" then let us go away together!"
"She"s out in the office," sez I. "Shall I bring her in here?"
"No," sez d.i.c.k. "Happy, for heaven"s sake don"t do anything hasty."
"Bring her in, bring her in at once!" sez Barbie. "This is my wedding-day, an" my father wanted it to be the talk of the whole state.
Bring her in!"
Just as I reached the door it opened, an" the strange woman came in with old Melisse, who was makin" queer throaty noises like a dog. Her veil was raised, an" I stepped back in surprise. She was an elderly woman with gray hair, white at the temples, an" dark eyes that rested for a moment on d.i.c.k, for a longer second on Barbie, an" then stopped when they met the starin" eyes of of Cast Steel, who had staggered to his feet.
He stood there with his hands clutchin" the side of his head, an" his lips movin" rapidly, but not a sound comin" through "em, an" then his knees gave way beneath him, an" Friar Tuck eased him back to the little padded bench. The hands of the strange woman were clasped on her breast; but even when the rest of us started for Jabez she didn"t move.
CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
THE FINAL RECKONING
It hurts me inside to see anything plumb beaten. I"ve hunted a lot, an"
I"m as keen on the trail as a terrier dog an" durin the fight I don"t have no disturbin shudders; but after I"ve won an" I see the light of joy an" hope an" freedom fadin" out of eyes that have been so bright an" fearless, the" "s allus somethin" "at swells inside o" my breast an" makes me half sorry "at all fights can"t end in a draw. The" "s one kind of nature which I never yet was able to figger out, an" that"s the nature that can rub it in on a fallen foe.
Poor old Jabez, I"d judged him an" I"d judges him harsh; but when I saw him go to pieces there on the padded bench I just seemed to go to pieces with him. When I saw the strength leave him like the steam from an engine as the flood reaches its fire-box; when I saw the hands that thought they was strong enough to shape the future danglin" between his crooked knees, an" the eyes that had never before asked mercy lookin"
up glazed an" pitiful, why, it felt to me as if I was just tryin" to send the strength out of my own body into his. Poor ol" Jabez, he was cast steel to the finish, no spring, just simply rigid an" stiff, till at last he broke.
But runnin" the universe is no job for a human; every man would choose to look his best when he"s to meet the one woman; but if Jabez had still been standin" like a rock an" lookin" out at the world through eagle-eyes the woman at the door wouldn"t never have spoke to him. When she saw him tired an" broken an" heart-sick of life itself, the mother in her finally tore out all the wrongs o" the past, an" she crossed the room an" took one of his hands an" said, "George, you mustn"t give up, you mustn"t give up now."
Barbie was holdin" his other hand, an" the ol" man looked first from one to the other while big tears gathered in his open eyes an" rolled slowly down his cheeks. I tell you it was a touchy sight, an" I was sweatin" like a fish when ol" Friar Tuck tip-toed over an" put one hand on my shoulder an" the other on Jim"s, an" said: "They"ll get along better without us, boys. Let"s just step outside till they call us."
Oh, I tell you that Friar Tuck was a sky-pilot for true! We sneaked stealthily to the door, pa.s.sin" ol" Melisse on the way. She was huddled up on the floor prayin" in Spanish, an" Friar Tuck rested his hand on her head a second, an" then we went out into the night air--I can taste my first breath of it yet.
He went over to see how the crowd was doin" in the storeroom, sayin"
that he thought he"d get some eatin"-things under way to sort of ease the strain--he knew a human all right, the Friar did. Jim an" I walked out together under the stars, an" I told him my side of it; an" he told me that he had met Jack Whitman when he was runnin" a gamblin" place close to the New Mexico line. Whitman ran it on the square an" he had saved Jim a lot o" money one night, an" then afterwards Jim had helped to stand off a hold-up gang, an" a strong feelin" had grew up between "em. Whitman had told part of the story, but made out that Barbie"s mother was his own sister. When she had left Jabez an" the child--I don"t know, myself, just why she left him. It started when she found out how he had lied to Whitman an" mighty near killed him; but just all that happened, before she burned out her brand and skipped, I don"t know to this day, but they was both purty high-headed an" nervy in their youth, an" I"ve often suspected that Jabez" conscience didn"t get to workin" smooth until after he was left alone with the child on his hands. It sometimes happens that way.
Well, anyhow, when she had left him she had gone to the southern part of California, where she"d got a job teachin" school. Whitman had located her, an" when her health gave out he had sent her money without lettin" her know where it came from. Whitman had follered minin" till his wife died, an" then he got to speculatin" in stocks, finally gettin" cleaned out full an" proper, an" then he started to gamblin" in earnest. It was from him that Jim had picked up most of his idees about business an" gamblin". When Whitman himself had died he had turned Barbie"s mother over to Jim.
She was livin" on a ranch in northern Colorado at this time, on account of her health. When Jim got cleaned out by the cattle crowd, an" opened his joint in Laramie, he brought her over to keep house an" be company for him. He pertended to be the son of a wild uncle she"d had, an" he fixed up a believable tale to go with it. All the while he"d been at the Diamond Dot he had supposed that she was Whitman"s sister--she went by her maiden name of Miss Garrison, an" she had never told him her full story, simply hintin" enough at times to let him know that she had gone through the mill.
He had never pieced things together until I had sent him my letter, an"
then he guessed how it was, an" puttin" what I told him onto what she an" Whitman had told him, he saw it all. He didn"t know what had made her leave Judson, or rather Jordan; but he said he was positive it was his fault, as she was some the finest woman he had ever met, exceptin"
of course her own daughter.
We talked it all over there in the starlight, until ol" Melisse came an" called us in. I didn"t want to go; I was tryin" to cut myself out of the game entirely an" forget that I even existed; for the" was a cry in my heart that wouldn"t hush, an" I wanted to be alone; but when Jim insisted I braced up an" went in.
Ol" Jabez looked a heap better, but still shaky; his wife had a tender half sad smile on her face, while Barbie was radiant with the joy she had waited for so long; she had kept her father, she had found her mother, an" she was about to meet--her lover. I saw the Sioux Injuns doin" the dance once, where they tie thongs through their breast muscles an" circle around a pole. Every now an" again they"d fling back their full weight on the thongs, an" their faces would light with savage joy. That was the kind of joy I felt when I saw Barbie"s face.
Her mother smiled into Jim"s eyes when he came in, an" Jabez stood up an" held out his hand. "Do you want to marry her?" he said.
"That"s the only wish I have," sez Jim.
"Then she"s yours, an" I thank G.o.d she"s got a true man," sez Jabez, puttin" Barbie"s hand into Jim"s. I turned my face away.
The first thing I knew I felt a hand on my shoulder an" another hand taken" hold of mine. I turned an" looked down into Barbie"s face, but I couldn"t bear the light in her eyes. I turned my face away again--an"
my lips were tremblin", the blasted traitors.
But she turned me around until my eyes looked down into hers, an" they were swimmin" in tears. Her little soft hand clasped my big rough one, tight an" warm, an" her voice was husky as she whispered, "You--you won"t care much, will you, Happy?"
"No, Barbie," I sez between my set teeth, "not much"; an" by G.o.d, I smiled.
"An", Happy," she went on, "my home will allus be your home, an"