Above all he
was conscious of the Easterner's superiority of language, which might
turn the balance against him in the ear of Sally Fortune. He dropped
the subject of the girl.
"You was huntin' over on the old place on the other side of the range?"
"Yes."
"Pretty fair run of game?"
"Rather."
"I think you said something about Logan?"
"Did I? I've been thinking a good deal about him. He gave me the wrong
tip about the way to Eldara. When I get back to the old place--"
"Well?"
The other smiled unpleasantly and made a gesture as if he were snapping
a twig between his hands.
"I'll break him in two."
The eyes of Nash grew wide with astonishment; he was remembering that
same phrase on the lips of the big, grey man, Drew.
He murmured: "That may give you a little trouble. Logan's a peaceable
chap, but he has his record before he got down as low as sheepherdin'."
"I like trouble--now and then."
A pause.
"Odd old shack over there."
"Drew's old house?"
"Yes. There's a grave in front of it."
"And there's quite a yarn inside the grave.
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