"Then why did yuh walk in the water if yuh wanted me to know I owed yuh
so much? Why did yuh wear boots too big for yuh to make me think it
was a man brought Ranger to the Cross-in-a-box? Why did yuh go to
Marysville all wrapped up, so nobody'd know yuh? What yuh say don't
hang together."
"Doesn't it? I'm sorry. You'd have found out about the Judge and
Ranger before a great while. I'd have seen to it that you did. I
merely didn't care to have you know about these things at the time."
"I guess I understand," Loudon muttered. "I'll--I'll send yuh Ranger.
Yuh've done bought him. He's yores. I'll go now."
"Oh, don't bother about Ranger---- Look out!"
So engrossed had been the two that neither had heard the gallop of an
approaching horse till it shot around the corner of the house and was
almost upon them. As Kate shrieked her warning she sprang from the
hammock and flung herself in front of Loudon. For the man on the horse
was Pete O'Leary, and he was apparently aiming a six-shooter at Loudon.
"You ---- spy!" yelled O'Leary.
Even as O'Leary's six-shooter cracked, Loudon swept Kate to one side
and fired from the hip. O'Leary swayed, dropped his gun, then pitched
forward over his saddle-horn. Loudon ran to him. As he reached
O'Leary the latter rolled over on his back.
"Teach her to spy on my letters!" he gasped. "If it hadn't been for
her I----"
He choked and died.
Loudon thrust his sixshooter into its holster and turned. Kate, her
lips colourless, her eyes dilated, was clinging to one of the porch
uprights. Loudon crossed the intervening space in two leaps.
"Where yuh hit?" he cried.
"I'm not hit," she replied, shakily. "But--but did he--did you--are
you hurt?"
"I ain't even creased. Now you go in the house an' stay. Here come
Jimmie an' Rainey. We'll take care o' what's out here."
Obediently Kate went into the house.
Half an hour later, in the living room, Loudon found her. She rose
from her chair at his entrance and faced him in silence. The cold,
defiant expression had vanished from her face. In its stead was the
look of a frightened child. Loudon halted within a yard of her.
"Kate," said he, "yuh can say what yuh like about yore reasons for
goin' to Judge Allison an' takin' that night ride to the
Cross-in-a-box, an' I've got to believe yuh. But if yuh don't love me
why did yuh jump in front o' me when O'Leary fired?"
"I thought he was going to shoot you," she replied, forcing herself to
meet his eyes. "I--I didn't know I was the one till I heard him say
so."
"Yuh thought he was goin' to drop me, an' yuh jumped in front o' me;
why?"
Kate's face was upturned. Her lips parted. Her body swayed toward him.
"Take me!" she cried. "Oh, take me!"
* * * * *
"Why did yuh say what yuh did about wantin' to make me suffer when yuh
loved me all the time?"
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