The Arizona copper camp. [volume] (Ray, Ariz.) 1910-1920, 1918-03-09

those deep little gulches have you ever
seen anything of a-corral, up thereP'
Billy Louise held herself rigidly
from starting at this. She bit her lips
so that it hurt. whereabouts is it?"
she asked, without looking at him.
And then: 81 thought you would go to
any length before you would accuse
anybody"
"Iwould. But when they deliberate
ly try to hand me the blame-and I'm
not accusing anybody-anybody in
particular, am /? The corral is at the
head of steep little canyon or gulch,
back in the hills where all these bigger
canyons head. Some time when you're
riding up that way, you keep an eye
out for it. That" he added grimly,
sis where Peter and I ran across
these cattle; right near that corral"
The heart of Billy Louise went heavy
in her chest. Was it possible? Doubts
are harder to kill than cats or snakes.
You think they're done for, and here
they come again, crowding close so
that one can see nothing else.
''Have you any idea at all, who
it isl" She forced the words out of
her dry throat. She lifted her head de-
family and looked at him full, trying
to read the truth from his eyes and
his mouth.
Charlie Fox met her look, and in his
eyes she read pity-yes, pity for her.
IF have" he said, with an air of
gently deliberate evasion, "I'l wait till
am dead before name the man. I'm
not at all sure I'd do 1t even then, Miss
Louise; not unless was forced to do
it in self-defense. That's one reason
why I brought the cattle down here.
I didn't want to be placed in a posi-
ton where 1 should be compelled to
fight back"
Baf1ed and angry and hurt to the
very soul of her, Billy Louise opened
the gate and went out. eff you know
anything to tell, for heavens sake don't
hold back on my account! It's nothing
to me, one way or the other. I'm nc
rustler, and no friend of rustlers, ii
that's what you're limiting at" She
left them with a proud lift to her chin
and very straight back, went to Blue
and mounted him mechanically. Billy
Louise was "seeing red" just then. She
rode back past the gate, the three were
still standing there close together
talking.
Bill Louise had ridden but short
distance when, with a sudden impulse
born of her stern instincts of justice
she jerked Blue around and galloped
back. Charlie had disappeared, and
Peter Howling Dog was walking sui
lenly toward the corraled cattle. Mar
thy was going slowly up the path to
the cabin, looking old and bent an6
broken-spirited because of her bowed
shoulders and stiff, rheumatic gait, but
harsh and unyielding as to her face
Billy Louise stopped by the fence and
called to her. Marthy turned, stared
at her sourly, and stood where she
was.
"Wall, what d'yuh want now?' she
asked uncompromisingly.
Billy Louise fought back an answer
ing antagonism. She must be just
she could not blame Marthy for feel
ing hard toward her. She had insulted
them horribly and killed Marthy's dog
Il want to tell you I'm sorry was
so mean, Marthy," she said bravely
II haven't any excuse to make for 1t
only you must see yourself what 6
shock It would be to a person to fine
those cattle down here. But I know
you're honest, and so is Charlie. AnG
know you'll do what's right. Tn
sorry I shot your dog, Marthy."
Apologies did not come easily Il
Billy Louise. She wheeled then an6
rode away at a furious gallop, before
Marthy could do more than open hel
grim lips for reply.