Mavericks

tantly.

But though he would not admit it, the old man was beginning to admire
this big fellow, who could afford to miss his enemies on purpose even in
the midst of a deadly duel. He was coming to a grudging sense of quality
in Weaver. The cattleman might be many things that were evil, but
undeniably he possessed also those qualities which on the frontier count
for more than civilized virtues. He was game to the core. And he knew
how to keep his mouth shut at the right time, no matter what it was
going to cost him. On the whole Buck Weaver would stand the acid test,
the old soldier was coming to think. And because he did not want to
believe any good of his enemy, old Jim Sanderson, when he was alone in
the corral with the horses or on a hillside driving his sheep, would
shake his gnarled fist impotently and swear fluently until his
surcharged feelings were relieved.




CHAPTER XV

THE BRAND BLOTTER


Two riders followed the trail to Yeager's Spur--one a man, brown and
forceful; the other a girl, with sunshine in her dancing eyes and a
voice full of the lilt of laughter. What they might come to be to each
other both were already speculating about, though neither knew as yet.
They were the best of friends--good comrades, save when chance eyes said
unguardedly too much. For the girl that sufficed, but it was not enough
for the man. He knew that he had found the one woman he wanted for his
wife. But Phyllis only wondered, let her thoughts rove over many things.
For instance, why queer throbs and sudden shyness swept her soft young
body. She liked Larrabie Keller--oh, so much!--but her untutored heart
could not quite tell her whether she loved him. His eyes drilled into
her electric pulsations whenever they met hers. The youth in him called
to the youth in her. She admired him. He stirred her imagination, and
yet--and yet----

They rode through a valley of gold and russet, all warm with yellow
sunlight. In front of them, the Spur projected from the hill ridge into
the mountain

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