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(_Sits upon a stump and looks off up the valley, then turns and
watches the old man busy with his cast_)
HARVEY ANDERSON.
Your old bones must be tired, Cap.
CAP SAUNDERS.
How so?
HARVEY ANDERSON.
How long have you been hunting for this thing?
CAP SAUNDERS.
Before this search, you mean?
HARVEY ANDERSON.
Yes.
CAP SAUNDERS.
Off and on,
Thirty or forty years.
HARVEY ANDERSON.
And won't give up?
CAP SAUNDERS.
Not till I'm dead.
HARVEY ANDERSON.
You ought to have been an ox.
You've got the wrong form, Cap. You think you'd be
As patient if the prize was for yourself?
CAP SAUNDERS.
When one's been on a trail for years and years
It ain't the game he cares for; it's the chase.
And like as not when he's brought down the buck
He'll leave the carcass lying on the rocks,
Taking a piece or two, then off again.
As for what's done with it, I don't care that.
But I would like to know where that tree stood.
HARVEY ANDERSON.
And you think the boys down there should be the same,
The boys that saw the dollars from the logs,
Sacking the silver up, be satisfied
To have him take the silver, leaving them
The bark on either side?
CAP SAUNDERS.
I don't say that.
HARVEY ANDERSON.
Give me the carcass when you find it, Cap,
And you can have the chase. I'd like to know
For one time in my life just how it feels
To have your pockets full and taste the towns.
And I think the boys that saw the logs down there
Are more like me, Cap, than they are like you.
(_Picks up his cast and comes forward_)
CAP SAUNDERS.
Egerton ain't a-holdin' them. They can go
If they ain't satisfied.
HARVEY ANDERSON.
Yes, they can go.
They're like the red men, they can always go.
(_In an open space in the foreground he puts his things down upon
the ground. He goes right to a pile of brush, pulls out a black
limb, and proceeds to break it across his knee, throwing the pieces
in a little heap upon the ground_)
They've got a Mayor down there, I suppose.
What if he said, 'If you don't like my way,
If you ain't satisfied, there's the road off there?'
Or say the lad we've got in Washington--
What if he said, 'If you don't like my way,
There's ships there in the harbor?' Think we'd leave?
You've had your eyes, Cap, on the ground so long
That you've forgotten there's such things as men.
(_The old man comes down to the stump which he and Anderson tried
earlier in the scene. Anderson picks up his kindling and goes left
and proceeds to start a fire. The night gathers quickly_)
CAP SAUNDERS.
(_Trying the stump_)
Be careful, Harvey, or they'll see the flame
And think it's found already.
HARVEY ANDERSON.
I don't care.
'Twould serve them right.
CAP SAUNDERS.
They're watching at this hour.
HARVEY ANDERSON.
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