"You know that hoss?"
"Yes."
"You know whut's he here fer?"
"I've heard."
"Well, I'm lookin' fer Dave every day now."
"Well, maybe I'd better ride Dave's horse now," said Hale
jestingly.
"I wish you would," said old Dan.
"No," said Hale, "if he's coming, I'll leave the horse so that he
can get to me as quickly as possible. You might send me word,
Uncle Dan, ahead, so that he can't waylay me."
"I'll do that very thing," said the old man seriously.
"I was joking, Uncle Dan."
"But I ain't."
The matter was out of Hale's head before he got through the great
Gap. How the memories thronged of June--June--June!
"YOU DIDN'T GIVE HER A CHANCE."
That was what Budd said. Well, had he given her a chance? Why
shouldn't he go to her and give her the chance now? He shook his
shoulders at the thought and laughed with some bitterness. He
hadn't the car-fare for half-way across the continent--and even if
he had, he was a promising candidate for matrimony!--and again he
shook his shoulders and settled his soul for his purpose. He would
get his things together and leave those hills forever.
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