"Yuh"ll have to answer plenty of questions," retorted Richie, "before I"ll see Loudon stretched."
"I tell yuh he"s a rustler!" shouted the mulish Marvin. "He"s startin"
a herd o" his own, an" he"s usin" the Dumbbell brand. We seen him brandin" that stock! That"s enough for you or any one else to know, an" I tell yuh flat the 88 is out to stretch Tom Loudon the first chance it gets!"
"Well, o" course, you know best," said Richie, "but I wouldn"t do nothin" rash, Marvin. I just wouldn"t go off at half-c.o.c.k if I was you."
"No," chipped in Loudon, briskly. "I wouldn"t set my heart on it, Marvin, old hoss. I ain"t countin" none on dyin" yet awhile. I"ve got a heap o" little matters to attend to before I cash, an" yuh can see how hangin" me would disarrange all my plans. Take yore decorated cow an" calf now an" pull yore freight, an" _don"t_ look back."
When Marvin and Rudd were gone Richie hooked his thumb in his belt and looked with twinkling eyes at Loudon and the men in the doorway.
"I guess that settles the cat-hop," said Jack Richie.
CHAPTER VI
PESTILENT FELLOWS
Before his departure Loudon visited Blakely.
"Found a bullet-hole in yore saddle," said Loudon without preliminary.
"Kind o" looks as if Johnny come near bustin" yore mainspring. I ain"t told Johnny--yet. Johnny bein" an impulsive sport he might ventilate yuh plenty first time he met yuh. Johnny"s square. He ain"t shootin"
anybody unless he"s pretty near certain the other party is a-layin" for him, an" that bullet I dug out o" yore swell-fork sh.o.r.e makes it look bad for yuh.
"Yuh needn"t look so sour. I got good news for yuh. Yo"re goin" to marry Kate. Well an" good. I wouldn"t enjoy downin" her husband unless I"m crowded. I could "a" killed yuh a while back, an" I shot wide on purpose. Next time--but don"t let there be any next time.
Just you keep away from me an" Johnny. I"m leavin" the Lazy River country anyway, but I tell yuh, Sam Blakely, if Johnny Ramsay is bushwhacked by the 88 I"ll come back an" get yuh first card out o" the box. Kate"s husband or not yuh"ll go shoutin" home. Understand?"
"So yo"re leavin" this country," bristled Blakely. "Yuh"d better.
I"ll shoot yuh on sight!"
"Sh.o.r.e yuh feel that way about it?" queried Loudon with suspicious gentleness.
"I say what I mean as a rule. I"ll shoot yuh on sight you ---- rustler."
"All right. Because o" Kate I was willin" to keep paws off, but if yo"re a-honin" to play the hand out, I"ll give yuh every chance.
You"ve got to get well complete first. Take three months. That ought to be time enough. Three months from to-day I"ll ride in to Farewell.
If yo"re still feelin" fighty be in town when I hit it."
"I"ll be there," Blakely a.s.sured him.
When Loudon had bidden Johnny Ramsay good-bye, he went out and mounted Ranger and rode away with Jack Richie.
"I"m goin" away from here, Jack," said Loudon, after Richie had discussed in profane detail the 88"s endeavour to discredit him.
"I thought yuh was goin" to work for me?" exclaimed Richie in surprise.
"I was, but somethin"s happened since then. I"m kind o" sick o" the Lazy River country. I need a change."
"Well, you know best. But----"
"I know what yo"re thinkin". If I go now the 88 will think I"ve quit cold. Let "em think it. I don"t care. But I"ll be back. I made an appointment with Blakely to meet him in Farewell three months from to-day."
"That"s good hearin". But I"m sh.o.r.e sorry you ain"t goin" to ride for me."
"So"m I."
"Stay over to-night anyway. Yuh ain"t in any howlin" rush to get away, are yuh?"
"No, I ain"t so hurried. I dunno where I"ll head--north, maybe."
"If yo"re goin" north, why don"t yuh try Scotty Mackenzie? He owns the Flyin" M horse ranch over beyond Paradise Bend. There"s three or four good cow ranches near the Bend--the Seven Lazy Seven, the Wagon-wheel, the Two Bar, an" the T V U."
"Maybe I will hit the Bend."
"If yuh do," pursued Richie, "yuh might stop an" say howdy at Cap"n Burr"s. He married my sister, Burr did, an" all yuh got to do is say yuh know me, an" they"ll give yuh the house. I guess, though, yuh know Cap"n Burr yoreself."
"Sh.o.r.e I do. It was the Cap"n who put me on to buyin" Ranger here. He kept tellin" me about this amazin" good cayuse over at the 88, an"
finally I went over, liked his looks, an" bought him. The Cap"n was at the 88 the day I took the hoss away. He"d just freighted in a bunch o"
stuff Blakely"d ordered. Cap"n Burr does a powerful lot o" business."
"Don"t he now. Yuh wouldn"t think tin-peddlin" would pay so well. Oh, him an" his little old team o" blues sh.o.r.e glom onto the coin."
When Loudon rode into Farewell on the following day he saw half-a-dozen 88 cow-ponies. .h.i.tched to the rail in front of the Palace Saloon.
"Now that"s cheerful," said Loudon. "For a peaceable feller I sh.o.r.e do tie in with trouble a heap."
He turned aside at the hotel and tapped the landlord awake. At sight of Loudon Bill Lainey"s eyes opened to their fullest extent and his red face turned purple with excitement.
"Say," huskily whispered Lainey, "Shorty Simms, Rudd, Dakota Riley, an"
three more o" the 88 boys are in town. They"re tankin" up down in the Palace. Rudd"s yowlin" round how he"s goin" to drill yuh. He"s a heap peevish, Rudd is. I guess now yuh must "a" riled him somehow, Tom."
"I guess maybe I did, Bill. I"ll take a little walk down to the Palace after I eat. Thanks for the warnin". Feed the little hoss, will yuh, Bill?"
"Sh.o.r.e. Go on in an" holler for Lize."
While Loudon was eating, a wiry, brisk little man with a white beard entered the dining room.
"How are yuh, Cap"n?" grinned Loudon.
Captain Burr, surprise and embarra.s.sment in his steel-blue eyes, advanced and gripped Loudon"s hand.
"Loudon! By ----, suh!" he exclaimed. "This is indeed a pleasuh!"
The tin-peddler slid into a chair and cleared his throat several times.
"I feah, suh," he said, shamefacedly, "that I have trespa.s.sed on youah prese"ves. Had I known that you were in town I would have stayed my hand."