Surrounding the cabin, Hale waited, and on top of the mountain, above
Lonesome Cove, the Red Fox sat waiting and watching through his big
telescope. Through it he saw Bad Rufe step outside the door at daybreak
and stretch his arms with a yawn, and he saw three men spring with
levelled Winchesters from behind a clump of bushes. The woman shot from
the door behind Rufe with a pistol in each hand, but Rufe kept his hands
in the air and turned his head to the woman who lowered the half-raised
weapons slowly. When he saw the cavalcade start for the county seat
with Rufe manacled in the midst of them, he dropped swiftly down into
Lonesome Cove to tell Judd that Rufe was a prisoner and to retake him
on the way to jail. And, as the Red Fox well knew would happen, old Judd
and young Dave and two other Tollivers who were at the cabin galloped
into the county seat to find Rufe in jail, and that jail guarded by
seven grim young men armed with Winchesters and shot-guns.
Hale faced the old man quietly--eye to eye.
“It's no use, Judd,” he said, “you'd better let the law take its
course.” The old man was scornful.
“Thar's never been a Tolliver convicted of killin' nobody, much less
hung--an' thar ain't goin' to be.”
“I'm glad you warned me,” said Hale still quietly, “though it wasn't
necessary. But if he's convicted, he'll hang.”
The giant's face worked in convulsive helplessness and he turned away.
“You hold the cyards now, but my deal is comin'.”
“All right, Judd--you're getting a square one from me.”
Back rode the Tollivers and Devil Judd never opened his lips again until
he was at home in Lonesome Cove. June was sitting on the porch when he
walked heavy-headed through the gate.
“They've ketched Rufe,” he said, and after a moment he added gruffly:
“Thar's goin' to be sure enough trouble now. The Falins'll think all
them police fellers air on their side now. This ain't no place fer
you--you must git away.”
June shook her head and her eyes turned to the flowers at the edge of
the garden:
“I'm not goin' away, Dad,” she said.
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