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โAnd there's the Cross outfit, frozen out completely. The Lord only knows what Keith will do with his cattle now, for we'll have every drop of water under fence inside of a month. He's in a hole, for sure. I expect he feels pretty sore with me, too, but I couldn't help it. I explained how it was to milord, butโyou can't persuade an Englishman, any more than you can aโโ
โI think,โ put in Beatrice firmly, โSir Redmond did quite right. It isn't his fault that Mr. Cameron owns more cattle than he can feed. If he was sent over here to lease the land, it was his duty to do so. Still, I really am sorry for Mr. Cameron.โ
โKeith won't sit down and take his medicine if he can help it,โ Dick said moodily. โHe could sell out, but I don't believe he will. He's more apt to fight.โ
โI can't see how fighting will help him,โ Beatrice returned spiritedly.
โWell, there's one thing,โ retorted Dick. โIf milord wants that fence to stand he'd better stay and watch it. I'll bet money he won't more than strike Liverpool till about forty miles, more or less, of Pool fence will need repairs mighty badโwhich it won't get, so far as I'm concerned.โ
โDo you mean that Keith Cameron would destroy our fencing?โ
Dick grinned. โHe'll be a fool if he don't, Trix. You can tell milord he'd better send for all his traps, and camp right here till that lease runs out. My punchers will have something to do beside ride fence.โ
โI shall certainly tell Sir Redmond,โ Beatrice threatened. โYou and Mr. Cameron hate him just because he's English. You won't see what a splendid fellow he is. It's your duty to stand by him in this business, instead of taking sides with Keith Cameron. Why didn't he lease that land himself, if he wanted to?โ
โBecause he plays fair.โ
โMeaning, I suppose, that Sir Redmond doesn't. I didn't think you would be so unjust. Sir Redmond is a perfect gentleman.โ
โWell, you've got a chance to marry your 'perfect gentleman,โ Dick retorted, savagely. โIt's a wonder you don't take him if you think so highly of him.โ
โI probably shall. At any rate, he isn't a male flirt.โ
โYou don't seem to fancy a fellow that can give you as good as you send,โ Dick rejoined. โI thought you wouldn't find Keith such easy game, even if he does live on a cattle ranch. You can't rope him into making a fool of himself for your amusement, and I'm glad of it.โ
โDon't do your shouting too soon. If you could overhear some of the things he says you wouldn't be so sureโโ
โI suppose you take them all for their face value,โ grinned Dick ironically.
โNo, I don't! I'm not a simple country girl, let me remind you. Since you are so sure of him, I'll have the pleasure of saying, 'No, thank you, sir,' to your Keith Cameronโjust to convince you I can.โ
โOh, you will! Well, you just tell me when you do, Trix, and I'll give you your pick of all the saddle horses on the ranch.โ
โI'll take Rex, and you may as well consider him mine. Oh, you men! A few smiles, judiciously dispensed, andโโ Beatrice smiled most exasperatingly at her brother, and Dick went moody and was very poor company the rest of the way home.
CHAPTER 10. Pine Ridge Range Ablaze.
At dusk that night a glow was in the southern sky, and the wind carried the pungent odor of burning grass. Dick went out on the porch after dinner, and sniffed the air uneasily.
โI don't much like the look of it,โ he admitted to Sir Redmond. โIt smells pretty strong, to be across the river. I sent a couple of the boys out to look a while ago. If it's this side of the river we'll have to get a move on.โ
โIt will be the range land, I take it, if it's on this side,โ Sir Redmond remarked.
Just then a man thundered through the lane and up to the very steps of the porch, and when he stopped the horse he was riding leaned forward and his legs shook with exhaustion.
โThe Pine Ridge Range is afire, Mr. Lansell,โ the man announced quietly.
Dick took a long pull at his cigar and threw it away. โHave the boys throw some barrels and sacks into a wagonโand git!โ He went inside and grabbed his hat, and when he turned Sir Redmond was at his elbow.
โI'm going, too, Dick,โ cried Beatrice, who always seemed to hear anything that promised excitement. โI never saw a prairie-fire in my life.โ
โIt's ten miles off,โ said Dick shortly, taking the steps at a jump.
โI don't care if it's twentyโI'm going. Sir Redmond, wait for me!โ
โBe-atrice!โ cried her mother detainingly; but Beatrice was gone to get ready. A quick job she made of it; she threw a dark skirt over her thin, white one, slipped into the nearest jacket, snatched her riding-gauntlets off a chair where she had thrown them, and then couldn't find her hat. That, however, did not trouble her. Down in the hall she appropriated one of Dick's, off the hall tree, and announced herself ready. Sir Redmond laughed, caught her hand, and they raced together down to the stables before her mother had fully grasped the situation.
โIsn't Rex saddled, Dick?โ
Dick, his foot in the stirrup, stopped long enough to glance over his shoulder at her. โYou ready so soon? Jim, saddle Rex for Miss Lansell.โ He swung up into the saddle.
โAren't you going to wait, Dick?โ
โCan't. Milord can bring you.โ And Dick was away on the run.
Men were hurrying here and there, every move counting something done. While she stood there a wagon rattled out from the shadow of a haystack, with empty water-barrels dancing a mad jig behind the high seat, where the driver perched with feet braced and a whip in his hand. After him dashed four or five riders, silent and businesslike. In a moment they were mere fantastic shadows galloping up the hill through the smothery gloom.
Then came Jim, leading Rex and a horse for himself; Sir Redmond had saddled his gray and was waiting. Beatrice sprang into the saddle and took the lead, with nerves a-tingle. The wind that rushed against her face was hot and reeking with smoke. Her nostrils drank greedily the tang it carried.
โYou gipsy!โ cried Sir Redmond, peering at her through the murky gloom.
โThisโis living!โ she laughed, and urged Rex faster.
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