HowcouldItellherthatNate’sdeathwasthebestendthatcouldhavecometohim?ButIsaid:“Youknowyoudon’tthinkitwasyourfault。Youknowyouwoulddothesameagain。“Shelistenedtome,buthereyeshadnointerestinthem。“Heneverknewpain,“Ipursued,“andhedieddoingthethinghelikedbestintheworld。Hewashappyandenjoyinghimself,andyougavehimthat。It’sbadonlyforyou。Somewouldtalkreligion,butIcan’t。“
“Yes,“sheanswered,“Icanthinkofhimsogladtobefree。Thankyouforsayingthataboutreligion。Doyouthinkit’swickednottowantit——
tohateitsometimes?Ihopeit’snot。Thankyou,truly。“
Duringourjourneyshesummonedhercheerfulness,andallthatshesaidwaswholesome。Intherobust,coarsesoundnessofherfibre,thewoundsofgriefwouldhealandleavenosickness——perhapsnohighersensitivenesstohumansufferingsthanherbroadnativekindnessalreadyheld。Wetoucheduponreligionagain,andmyviewsshockedherKentuckynotions,forItoldherKentuckylockeditsreligioninanironcagecalledSunday,whichmadeitverysavageandfondofbitingstrangers。
NowandagainIwouldrunuponthatveinofdeep-seatedprejudicethatwasinhercharacterlikesomefinewire。Inshort,ourdisagreementsbroughtustotermsmorefamiliarthanwehadreachedhitherto。ButwhenatlastSeparcame,wherewasI?TherestoodMr。McLeanwaiting,andatthesuddennessofhimshehadnotimetorememberherself,butsteppedoutofthestagewithsuchasmilethattheardentcow-puncherflushedandbeamed。
“SoIwentawaywithouttellingyougoodbye!“hebegan,notwisely。“Mrs。
Piercehasbeencirculatingwartalkaboutme,youbet!“
ThemaideninJessaminespokeinstantly。“Indeed?Therewasnospecialobligationforyoutocallonme,orhertonoticeifyoudidn’t。“
“Oh!“saidLin,crestfallen。“Yu’suredon’tmeanthat?“
Shelookedathim,andwascompelledtomelt。“No,neighbor,Idon’tmeanit。“
“Neighbor!“heexclaimed;andagain,“Neighbor,“muchpleased。“Nowitwouldsoundkindo’pleasantifyou’dcallmethatforasteadything。“
“Itwouldsoundkindofodd,Mr。McLean,thankyou。“
“BlamedifIunderstandher,“criedLin。“BlamedifIdo。Butyou’regoingtounderstandmesurequick!“Herushedinsidethestation,spokesharplytotheagent,andreturnedinthesametremorofelationthathadpushedhimtoforwardnesswithhisgirl,andwithwhichheseemednearbursting。“I’vebeenherethreedaystomeetyou。There’saletter,andI
expectIknowwhat’sinit。Tuberclehasgotithere。“HetookitfromthelesshastyagentandthrustitinJessamine’shand。“Youneedn’ttofear。Pleaseopenit;it’sgoodnewsthistime,youbet!“HewatcheditinherhandastheboyofeightwatchesthestringofaChristmasparcelhewisheshisfatherwouldcutinsteadofsocarefullyuntie。“Openit,“
heurgedagain。“Keepingmewaitingthisway!“
“Whatintheworlddoesallthismean?“criedJessamine,stoppingshortatthefirstsentence。
“Read,“saidLin。
“You’vedonethis!“sheexclaimed。
“Read,read!“
Sosheread,withbigeyes。Itwasanofficialletteroftherailroad,writtenbythedivisionsuperintendentatEdgeford。IthopedMissBucknermightfeelliketakingthepositionofagentatSepar。Ifshewaswillingtoconsiderthis,wouldshestopoveratEdgeford,onherwayeast,andtalkwiththesuperintendent?IncasethedutiesweremorethanshehadbeenaccustomedtoontheLouisvilleandNashville,shecouldcontinueeastwiththelossofonlyaday。Thesuperintendentbelievedthesalarycouldbearrangedsatisfactorily。EnclosedpleasetofindanorderforafreeridetoEdgeford。
JessamineturnedherwonderingeyesonLin。“Youdiddothis,“sherepeated,butthistimewithextraordinaryquietness。
“Yes,“saidhe。“AndIamplumbproudofit。“
Shegavearichlaughofpleasureandamusement;alonglaugh,andstopped。“Didanybodyever!“shesaid。
“Wecancalleachotherneighborsnow,yu’see,“saidthecow-puncher。
“Ohno!ohno!“Jessaminedeclared。“ThoughhowamIevertothankyou?“
“Bynotargufying,“Linanswered。
“Ohno,no!Icandonosuchthing。Don’tyouseeIcan’t?Ibelieveyouarecrazy。“
“I’vebeenwaitingtohearyu’saythat,“saidthecomplacentMcLean。
“I’mnotargufying。We’lleatsuppernow。Theeast-boundisdueinanhour,andIexpectyou’llbewantingtogoonit。“
“AndIexpectI’llgo,too,“saidthegirl。
“I’llbeplumbproudtohaveyu’,“thecow-puncherassented。
“I’mgoingtogetmytickettoChicagorightnow,“saidJessamine,againlaughing,sunnyanddefiant。
“Youbetyouare!“saidtheincorrigibleMcLean。Helethergointothestationserenely。“Youcan’tgetusedtonewideasinaminute,“heremarkedtome。“I’vefiguredonallthat,ofcourse。Butthat’swhy,“hebrokeout,impetuously,“IquityouonBearCreeksosudden。’Whenshegoesbackawayhome,’I’dbeensayingtomyselfeveryday,’what’llyoudothen,LinMcLean?’Well,IknewI’dgotoKentuckytoo。JustknewI’dhaveto,yu’see,anditwasinconvenient,turrubleinconvenient——Billyhereandmyranch,andthebeefround-upcomin’——buthowcouldIlethergoandforgetme?Takeup,maybe,withsomeBlue-grassson-of-a-gunbackthere?AndIhatedthefixIwasintillthatmorning,gettingup,Iwasjoshin’theVirginiamanthat’safterMissWood。I’dbeensayin’noeducatedladywouldthinkofamanwhotalkedwithanAfricanaccent。
’It’srepottedyouhaveaSouthernrivalyourself,’sayshe,joshin’
back。SoIsaidIguessedtherivalwouldfindlifeuneasy。’Hedoes,’
sayshe。’Anymanwithhisvoicebrokeintwohalves,andonedowninhisstomachandoneupamongtheangels,isgoin’tofeeluneasy。ButTexastalksaheapabouthisladyvigilanteinthefreight-car。’’Vigilante!’I
said;andImusthavejumped,fortheyallaskedwherethelightninghadstruck。AndinfifteenminutesafterwritingyouI’dhitthetrailforSepar。Oh,Ifiguredthingsoutonthatride!“Mr。McLeanhereclappedmeontheback。“GottoSepar。Gotthesheriff’saddress——thesheriffthatsawherthatnighttheyheldupthelocomotive。GothimtomeetmeatEdgefordandmakeabigtalktothesuperintendent。Madeabigtalkmyself。Isaid,’PutthatgirlinchargeofSepar,andtheboys’llquitshootingyourwater-tank。ButTuberclecan’tinfluence’em。’’Tubercle?’
saysthesuperintendent。’What’sthat?’AndwhenItoldhimitwastheagent,heflappedhistwohandsdownonthechairarmseachsideofhimandwenttorockin’upanddown。Isaidtheagentwasjustatemptationtotheboystobegayrightalong,andthey’dkeepa-shooting。’YoucanchoosebetweenTubercleandyourtank,’Isaid;’butyou’vegottomoveoneof’emfromSeparifyu’wentpeace。’Thesheriffbackedmeupgood,too。Hesaidamancouldn’tdomuchwithSeparthewayitwasnow;butadecentwomanwouldberespectedthere,andtheonlyquestionwasifshecouldconductthebusiness。SoIspokeupaboutShawhan,andwhenthewholeideabegantosoakintothatsuperintendenthiseyeballsjingledandhelookedaswiseasawork-ox。’I’llseeher,’sayshe。Andhe’sgoingtoseeher。“
“Well,“saidI,“youdeservesuccessafterthinkingofathinglikethat!
You’rewhollywastedpunchingcattle。Butshe’sgoingtoChicago。Byeleveno’clockshewillhavepassedbyyoursuperintendent。“
“Why,soshewill!“saidLin,affectingsurprise。
Hebaffledme,andhebaffledJessamine。Indeed,hiseagernesswithherparcels,hisassistanceincheckinghertrunk,hischeerfulexaminationofcheckandtickettobesuretheyreadoverthesameroute,plainlyfailedtogratifyher。
Herfirmnessaboutgoingwassincere,butshehadlookedformoredissuasion;andthissprightlyabettalofherdepartureseemedtoleavesomethingvacantintheceremoniesShefellsingularlytaciturnduringsupperattheHotelBrunswick,andpresentlyobserved,“IhopeIshallseeMr。Donohoe。“
“Texas?“saidLin。“Iexpectthey’llhavetuckedhiminbedbynowupattheranch。Thelittlefellowisgrowingyet。“
“Hecanwalkroundafreight-carallnight,“saidMissBuckner,stoutly。
“I’vealwayswantedtothankhimforlookingafterme。“
Mr。McLeansmiledelaboratelyathisplate“Well,ifhe’snotactuallythinkinghe’llteaseme!“criedoutJessamine“ThoughheclaimsnottobefoolishlikeMr。Donohoe。Why,Mr。McLean,yousurelymusthavebeenyoungonce!Seeifyoucan’tremember!“
“Shucks!“beganLin。
Butherlaughterroutedhim。“Maybeyoudidn’tnoticeyouwereyoung,“
shesaid。“Butdon’tyoureckonperhapsthemenarounddid?Why,maybeeventhegirlskindo’did!“
“She’shardtobeat,ain’tshe?“inquiredLin,admiringly,ofme。
Inmyopinionshewas。Shehadherwish,tooaboutTexas;forwefoundhimwaitingontherailroadplatform,dressedinhisbest,tosaygood-bye。Thefriendlythingsshetoldhimlefthimshufflingandrepeatingthatitwasamistaketogo,abigmistake;butwhenshesaidthebutterwasnotgoodenough,hislaughcrackedjoyouslyupintothetreble。Thetrain’sarrivalbroughtquicksadnesstoherface,butshemadeherselfbrightagainwithaspecialfarewellforeachacquaintance。
“Don’tyourideanymorecow-catchers,“shewarnedBillyLusk,“orI’llhavetocomebackandlookafteryou。“
“Yousaidyouandmeweregoingforaride,andweain’t,“shoutedthelong-memoriednine-year-old。“Youwill,“murmuredMr。McLean,oracularly。
Asthetrain’spacequickenedhedidnotstepoff,andMissBucknercried“Jump!“
“Toolate,“saidhe,placidly。Thenhecalledtome,“I’mhardtobeat,too!“Sothetraintookthembothaway,asImighthaveguessedwashisintentionallalong。
“Isthatmarriageagain?“saidBilly,anxiously。“Hewouldn’ttellmenothing。“
“He’sjustseeingMissBucknerasfarasEdgeford,“saidtheagent。“Bebackto-morrow。“
“ThenIdon’tseewhyhewouldn’ttakemealong,“Billycomplained。AndSeparlaughed。
Buttheloverwasnotbackto-morrow。Hewascapableofanything,gossipremarked,andtookupnewthemes。Thesunroseandset,thetwotrainsmadetheirdailyslighteventandgathering;thewater-tank,glaringbulkilyinthesunbeaconedunmolested;andtheagent’snaturalsleepwasunbrokenbypistols,forthecow-boysdidnothappentobeintown。SeparlayaclotoftorporthatIwasgladtoleavebehindmeforawhile。Butnewsisastrange,permeatingsubstance,anditbegantobesiftedthroughtheairthatTuberclewasgoingtoGod’scountry。
Thatishowtheyphraseditincow-camp,meaningnotthenextworld,buttheEasternStates。
“It’scertainlyashamehimleavingafterwe’vegothimsogoodandusedtous,“saidtheVirginian。
“Wecan’ttellhimgood-bye,“saidHoneyWiggin。“Separ’llbeslow。“
“Wecangivehissuccessorarightheartywelcome,“theVirginiansuggested。
“That’syou!“saidHoney。“Schemin’mischiefawayahead。You’retheleadin’devilinthiscountry,andjustbecauseyu’wearafaithful-lookingfaceyou’retryin’tofoolapoorschool-marm。“
“Yes,“drawledtheSoutherner,“that’swhatI’maimingtodo。“
Sonowtheywerecuriousaboutthesuccessor,planningtheirheartywelcomeforthatofficial,andwereencouragedinthisbyMr。McLean。Hereappearedintheneighborhoodwithamannerandconversationhighlycasual。
“Bringyournewwife?“theyinquired。
“No;shepreferredKentucky,“Linsaid。
“Bringtheoldone?“
“No;shepreferredLaramie。“
“Kentucky’sarightsmartwaytochaseafteragirl,“saidtheVirginian。
“Sure!“saidMr。McLean。“IquitatEdgeford。“
Hemettheirfewremarkssosmoothlythattheygotnojoyfromhim;andbeingaskedhadheseenthenewagent,heansweredyes,thatTuberclehadgoneWednesday,andhissuccessordidnotseemtobemuchofaman。
ButtomeLinhadnothingtosayuntilnooncampwasscatteringfromitslunchtowork,whenhepassedclose,andwhispered,“You’llseeherto-morrowifyougoinwiththeoutfit。“Then,lookingroundtomakesurewewerealoneinthesage-brush,hedrewfromhispocket,cherishingly,alittleshiningpistol。“Hers,“saidhe,simply。
Ilookedathim。
“We’veexchanged,“hesaid。
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