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t her。 She sleeps likelike death。 She's so white。 Oh； I hope she won't be ill。〃
〃Shore she's only played out；〃 said Laddy。 〃 But she had spunk while it lasted。。。。I was just arguin' with Jim an' Tom about Miss Castaneda。〃
〃Gracious！ Why； she's beautiful。 I never saw any one so beautiful。。。。How strange and sad； that about her！ Tell me more； Laddy。 You promised。 I'm dying to know。 I never hear anything in this awful place。 Didn't you say the Senorita had a sweetheart？〃
〃Shore I did。〃
〃And he's a cavalryman？〃
〃Yes。〃
〃Is he the young man who came with you？〃
〃Nope。 That fellow's the one who saved the girl from Rojas。〃
〃Ah！ Where is he； Laddy？〃
〃He's in there asleep。〃
〃Is he hurt？〃
〃I reckon not。 He walked about fifteen miles。〃
〃Is henice； Laddy？〃
〃Shore。〃
〃What is he like？〃
〃Well； I'm not long acquainted； never say him by day； but I was some tolerable took with him。 An' Jim here； Jim says the young man can have his gun an' his hoss。〃
〃Wonderful！ Laddy； what on earth did this stranger do to win you cowboys in just one night？〃
〃I'll shore have to tell you。 Me an' Jim were watchin' a game of cards in the Del Sol saloon in Casita。 That's across the line。 We had acquaintancesfour fellows from the Cross Bar outfit； where we worked a while back。 This Del Sol is a billiard hall； saloon； restaurant； an' the like。 An' it was full of Greasers。 Some of Camp's rebels were there drinkin' an' playin' games。 Then pretty soon in come Rojas with some of his outfit。 They were packin' guns an' kept to themselves off to one side。 I didn't give them a second look till Jim said he reckoned there was somethin' in the wind。 Then； careless…like； I began to peek at Rojas。 They call Rojas the 'dandy rebel；' an' he shore looked the part。 It made me sick to see him in all that lace an' glitter； knowin' him to be the cutthroat robber he is。 It's no oncommon sight to see excited Greasers。 They're all crazy。 But this bandit was shore some agitated。 He kept his men in a tight bunch round a table。 He talked an' waved his hands。 He was actually shakin'。 His eyes had a wild glare。 Now I figgered that trouble was brewin'； most likely for the little Casita garrison。 People seemed to think Campo an' Rojas would join forces to oust the federals。 Jim thought Rojas's excitement was at the hatchin' of some plot。 Anyway； we didn't join no card games； an' without pretendin' to； we was some watchful。
〃A little while afterward I seen a fellow standin' in the restaurant door。 He was a young American dressed in corduroys and boots； like a prospector。 You know it's no onusual fact to see prospectors in these parts。 What made me think twice about this one was how big he seemed； how he filled up that door。 He looked round the saloon； an' when he spotted Rojas he sorta jerked up。 Then he pulled his slouch hat lopsided an' began to stagger down； down the steps。 First off I mad shore he was drunk。 But I remembered he didn't seem drunk before。 It was some queer。 So I watched that young man。
〃He reeled around the room like a fellow who was drunker'n a lord。 Nobody but me seemed to notice him。 Then he began to stumble over pool…players an' get his fact tangled up in chairs an' bump against tables。 He got some pretty hard looks。 He came round our way； an' all of a sudden he seen us cowboys。 He gave another start； like the one when he first seen Rojas； then he made for us。 I tipped Jim off that somethin' was doin'。
〃When he got close he straightened up； put back his slouch hat； an' looked at us。 Then I saw his face。 It sorta electrified yours truly。 It was white； with veins standin' out an' eyes flamin'a face of fury。 I was plumb amazed； didn't know what to think。 Then this queer young man shot some cool； polite words at me an' Jim。
〃He was only bluffin' at bein' drunkhe meant to rush Rojas； to start a rough house。 Then bandit was after a girl。 This girl was in the hotel； an' she was the sweetheart of a soldier； the young fellow's friend。 The hotel was watched by Rojas's guards； an' the plan was to make a fuss an' get the girl away in the excitement。 Well； Jim an' me got a hint of our bein' Americansthat cowboys generally had a name for loyalty to women。 Then this amazin' chapyou can't imagine how scornfulsaid for me an' Jim to watch him。
〃Before I could catch my breath an' figger out what he meant by 'rush' an' 'rough house' he had knocked over a table an' crowded some Greaser half off the map。 One little funny man leaped up like a wild monkey an' began to screech。 An' in another second he was in the air upside down。 When he lit； he laid there。 Then； quicker'n I can tell you； the young man dove at Rojas。 Like a mad steer on the rampage he charged Rojas an' his men。 The whole outfit went downsmash！ I figgered then what 'rush' meant。 The young fellow came up out of the pile with Rojas； an' just like I'd sling an empty sack along the floor he sent the bandit。 But swift as that went he was on top of Rojas before the chairs an' tables had stopped rollin'。
〃I woke up then； an' made for the center of the room。
Jim with me。 I began to shoot out the lamps。 Jim throwed his guns on the crazy rebels； an' I was afraid there'd be blood spilled before I could get the room dark。 Bein's shore busy； I lost sight of the young fellow for a second or so； an' when I got an eye free for him I seen a Greaser about to knife him。 Think I was some considerate of the Greaser by only shootin' his arm off。 Then I cracked the last lamp； an' in the hullabaloo me an' Jim vamoosed。
〃We made tracks for our hosses an' packs； an' was hittin' the San Felipe road when we run right plumb into the young man。 Well； he said his name was GaleDick Gale。 The girl was with him safe an' well； but her sweetheart； the soldier； bein' away without leave； had to go back sudden。 There shore was some trouble； for Jim an' me heard shootin'。 Gale said he had no money； no friends； was a stranger in a desert country； an' he was distracted to know how to help the girl。 So me an' Jim started off with them for San Felipe； got switched； and' then we headed for the Rio Forlorn。〃
〃Oh； I think he was perfectly splendid！〃 exclaimed the girl。
〃Shore he was。 Only； Nell； you can't lay no claim to bein' the original discoverer of that fact。〃
〃But； Laddy； you haven't told me what he looks like。〃
At this juncture Dick Gale felt is absolutely impossible for him to play the eavesdropper any longer。 Quietly he rolled out of bed。 The voices still sounded close outside； and it was only by effort that he kept from further listening。 Belding's kindly interest； Laddy's blunt and sincere cowboy eulogy； the girl's sweet eagerness and praisethese warmed Gale's heart。 He had fallen among simple people； into whose lives the advent of an unknown man was welcome。 He found himself in a singularly agitated mood。 The excitement； the thrill； the difference felt in himself； experienced the preceding night； had extended on into his present。 And the possibilities suggested by the conversation he had unwittingly overheard added sufficiently to the other feelings to put him into a peculiarly receptive state of mind。 He was wild to be one of the Beldings rangers。 The idea of riding a horse in the open desert； with a dangerous duty to perform； seemed to strike him with an appealing force。 Something within him went out to the cowboys； to this blunt and kind Belding。 He was afraid to meet the girl。 If every man who came along fell in love with this sweet…voiced Nell； then what hope had he to escapenow； when his whole inner awakening betokened a change of spirit； hope； a finding of real worth； real good； real power in himself？ He did not understand wholly； yet he felt ready to ride； to fight； to love the desert； to love these outdoor men； to love a woman。 That beautiful Spanish girl had spoken to something dead in him and it had quickened to life。 The sweet voice of an audacious； unseen girl warned him that presently a still more wonderful thing would happen to him。
Gale imagined he made noise enough as he clumsily pulled on his boots； yet the voices； split by a merry laugh； kept on murmuring outside the door。 It was awkward for him； having only one hand available to lace up his boots。 He looked out of the window。 Evidently this was at the end of the house。 There was a flagstone walk； beside which ran a ditch full of swift； muddy water。 It made a pleasant sound。 There were trees strange of form and color to to him。 He heard bees； birds； chickens； saw the red of roses and green of grass。 Then he saw； close to the wall； a tub full of water； and a bench upon which lay basin； soap； towel； comb； and brush。 The window was also a door； for under it there was a step。
Gale hesitated a moment； then went out。 He stepped naturally； hoping and expecting that the cowboys would hear him。 But nobody came。 Awkwardly； with left hand； he washed his face。 Upon a nail in the wall hung a little mirror； by the aid of which Dick combed and brushed his hair。 He imagined he looked a most haggard wretch。 With that he faced forward； meaning to go round the corner of the house to greet the cowboys and these new…found friends。
Dick had taken