" The left side of
the Red Fox's face twitched into the faintest shadow of a snarl,
but, shaking his head, he kept still.
"Well," said Sam Barth, who was thin and long and sandy, "I don't
keer what them fellers do on t'other side o' the mountain, but
what air they a-comin' over here fer?"
Old Judd spoke again.
"To give you a job, if you wasn't too durned lazy to work."
"Yes," said the other man, who was dark, swarthy and whose black
eyebrows met across the bridge of his nose--"and that damned Hale,
who's a-tearin' up Hellfire here in the cove." The old man lifted
his eyes. Young Dave's face wore a sudden malignant sympathy which
made June clench her hands a little more tightly.
"What about him? You must have been over to the Gap lately--like
Dave thar--did you git board in the calaboose?" It was a random
thrust, but it was accurate and it went home, and there was
silence for a while. Presently old Judd went on:
"Taxes hain't goin' to be raised, and if they are, folks will be
better able to pay 'em. Them police-fellers at the Gap don't
bother nobody if he behaves himself. This war will start when it
does start, an' as for Hale, he's as square an' clever a feller as
I've ever seed.
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