The sarcasm had grown more fierce by reason of the restraint the rancher was putting on himself. And this restraint was further evident in the movement of the hand which had now settled itself upon the body of the lamp, and clutched it nervously.
Jake no longer kept check on himself. And his answer came in a roar.
"You shall take my price, or----"
"Keep calm, you blundering jacka.s.s!" the blind man rasped between his clenched teeth.
"No, you don"t, Mr. blasted Marbolt!" cried Jake, springing to his feet and moving out to the middle of the room threateningly. "No, you don"t!" he cried again; "I"ve had enough of that. G.o.d"s curse on you for a low swine! I"ll talk no more; it"s "yes" or "no." Remember"--he bent over toward the sitting man and pointed in his face with fierce delight--"I am your master now, an" ef you don"t do as I say, by G----! but I"ll make you whine for mercy."
And Marbolt"s answer came with a crash of bra.s.s and smashing of gla.s.s, a leap of flame, then darkness, as he hurled the lamp to the floor and extinguished it. It came in silence, but a silence ruffled by the sound of sudden movement. It came, as was only to be expected from a man like him, without warning, like the silent attack of a puma, and with as deadly intent.
Tresler could see nothing, but he knew that death was hovering over that room for some one. Suddenly he heard the table dragged or pushed across the floor, and Jake"s voice, harsh with the effort of struggle, reached him.
"You would, would you? Right; it"s you or me!"
At that moment the onlooker was about to rush forward, for what purpose he had but the vaguest idea. But even as he took the first step he felt himself seized forcibly by the arm from behind. And Diane"s voice whispered in his ear.
"Not you, Jack!" she said eagerly. "Leave it to me; I--I can save him--Jake."
"Jake?"
"Yes."
She was gone, and in an instant returned with the lighted kitchen lamp, which she held aloft as she rushed into the room.
Tresler was taken utterly by surprise. The girl"s movements were so sudden, so unexpected, and her words so strange.
There she stood in the middle of the room with the light held above her head like some statue. And all the signs of a deadly struggle were about her. Jake was sheltered behind the window table, and stood blinking in the sudden light, staring at her in blank astonishment.
But the chief figure of interest was the blind man. He was groping about the opposite edge of the table, pitifully helpless, but snarling in impotent and thwarted fury. His right hand was still grasping the hilt of a vicious-looking, two-edged hunting-knife, whose point Tresler saw was dripping blood.
Suddenly he turned fiercely on the girl. For the moment he had been held silent, confounded, but now his voice rang out in an access of fury.
"You jade!" he cried, and moved as though to attack her.
Tresler was about to leap to her a.s.sistance, but at that instant the man"s attention was suddenly diverted. Jake saw his chance and made for the door. With a bitter imprecation the blind man lunged at him as he went, fell against the table, and stumbled almost to the ground.
Instantly the girl took advantage of his position and followed Jake out, slamming the door behind her and swiftly turning the key as she went.
Diane had shown herself in a new light. Her presence of mind was startling, and the whole thing was enacted so swiftly that Tresler failed to grasp the full meaning of it all. Jake had not seen him. In a blind rush he had made for the hall door and pa.s.sed out. The only thing that seemed real to Tresler was Diane"s safety, and he caught her by the arm to take her to the kitchen. But the girl"s readiness would permit of no such waste of time.
"No," she whispered quickly. "Leave me and follow Jake. Joe is in the kitchen and will protect me if need be. Quick!" she went on, stamping her foot in her excitement. "Go! Look to him. There must be no murder done here."
And Tresler was forced, much against his will, to leave her. For the moment Diane had soared to a height of alertness and ready action which was irresistible. Without a word he went, pa.s.sing out of the front door.
Jake had left the verandah, and, in the moonlight, Tresler could see him moving down the hill in the direction of his shack. He followed him swiftly. But he was too late. The whole thing happened before his very eyes, while he was yet too far off to stay the ruthless act, before his warning shout could serve.
He saw a figure dart out from the rancher"s stable. He saw it halt and stand. He saw one arm stretched out, and he realized and shouted to Jake.
The foreman stood, turned, a pistol-shot rang out, and he fell on his face. Tresler ran forward, but before he could reach him two more shots rang out, and a third sent its bullet whistling past his own head.
He ran for the man who had fired them. He knew him now; it was Anton.
But, fleet of foot, the half-breed had reached the stable, where a horse stood ready saddled. He saw him vault into the saddle, and he saw him vanish into the adjacent woods. Then, at last, he gave up the chase and ran back to the fallen man.
Kneeling at his side he raised the great leonine head. The man was alive, and he shouted to the men at the bunkhouse for aid. But even as he called Jake spoke.
"It ain"t no good," he said, in a hoa.r.s.e tone. "I"m done. Done up by that lyin" son-of-a----, "Tough" McCulloch. I might "a" known. Guess I flicked him sore." He paused as the sound of running feet came from the bunkhouse and Arizona"s voice was calling to know Tresler"s whereabouts. Then the foreman"s great frame gave a shiver. "Quick, Tresler," he said, in a voice that had suddenly grown faint; "ther" ain"t much time. Listen! get around Widow Dangley"s place--to-night--two--mornin" all----"
There came a rattle of flowing blood in his throat which blurred anything else he had to say. But he had said sufficient. Tresler understood.
When Arizona came up Jake, so long the bully of Mosquito Bend, had pa.s.sed over the One-Way Trail. He died shot in three places, twice in the chest and once in the stomach. Anton, or rather "Tough" McCulloch, had done his work with all the consummate skill for which he had once been so notorious. And, as something of this flashed through Tresler"s brain, another thought came with it, prompted by the presence of Arizona, who was now on his knees beside him.
"It"s Anton, Arizona," he said. "Jake riled him. He shot him, and has bolted through the wood, back there, mounted on one of Marbolt"s horses. He"s making for the hills. Quick, here, listen! the others are coming. You know "Tough" McCulloch?"
"Wal?" There was an ominous ring in Arizona"s voice.
"You"d like to find him?"
"Better"n heaven."
"Anton is "Tough" McCulloch."
"Who told you?"
"Jake, here. I didn"t mention it before, because--because----"
"Did you say the hills?"
Arizona had risen to his feet. There was no emotion in his manner.
They might have been discussing the most ordinary topic. Now the rest of the men crowded round. And Tresler heard the rancher"s voice calling from the verandah to inquire into the meaning of the shots.
However, heedless of the others, he replied to the cowpuncher"s question.
"Yes," he said.
"Shake. S"long."
The two men gripped and Arizona faded away in the uncertain light, in the direction of the barn.
And the dead Jake was borne by rough but gentle hands into his own shack. And there was not one amongst those "boys" but would have been ready and eager to help him, if help had been possible. Even on the prairie death atones for much that in life is voted intolerable.
CHAPTER XXI
AT WIDOW DANGLEY"S
Inside the hut, where Jake had so long been master, the boys were grouped round the bunk on which their old oppressor was laid out; the strong, rough fellows were awed with the magnitude of the outrage.
Jake, Jake Harnach, the terror of the ranch, "done up." The thought was amazing. Tresler was quietly stripping clothes from the dead man"s upper body to free the wounds for the doctor"s inspection, and Raw Harris was close beside him. It was while in the midst of this operation that the former came upon another wound. Raw Harris also saw it, and at once drew his attention.