"Brandynow,Perault,"saidShock。"Therenow,laddie。ThankGod,heiscomingto!"
"Dad,dad,where’sdad?"saidlittlePatsyfaintly,openinghiseyes。"Iwantdad。"
"Here!Here!Patsymannie,"criedhisfatherquickly,comingfrombehindthecrowdwherehehadbeenstandingdazedandstupid。"Standbackthere!Letmehavemyboy,"headdedsavagely。
HesweptbothPeraultandShockangrilyaside,gatheredthelittleladtenderlyinhisarmsandstrodeoffintothehouse,thewhitefaceofthechildrestingonhisfather’sshoulderandhisgoldencurlsminglingwiththeblack,coarsemassesofhisfather’shairandbeard。
"Well,I’llbeblanked!"saidoneofthemen。"Wouldn’tthatpallyou!"
"Blankcantankerouscuss!"saidthecowboy。"Nevera`thankyou’forgittin’halfkilledinplaceofhiskid。"
PeraultwalkeduptoShock,andofferinghishand,saidinavoicehuskyandbroken,"Dat’stwoforyoudiseven’——mean’datleelefeller。Forme——Ican’tspikmyheart,"smitinghimselfonthebreast,"butmyheart——dat’syourownnow,bygar!"HewrungShock’shandinbothofhisandturnedquicklyaway。Butbeforehehadtakenmanystepshereturned,saying,"Comeonwitme!Ifeexupyourhead。"AndwithoutfurtherwordsShockandPeraultpassedintotheStoppingPlace。
Themenlookedateachotherinsilenceforatime,thenthecowboysaidwithunusualemphasis,"Boys,he’swhite!He’sblankedwhite!"
X
THETURFMEET
ThegreatbrownshadowsoftherollinghillshadquitefilledthehollowsbetweenandwereslowlyclimbingupthewesternslopeofeveryundulationwhenShockreachedthelipofthebroadriverbedinwhichlay,thelittleforttown。
ThewhiteclumpofbuildingsstandingbythemselvesheknewtobethebarracksoftheNorth—WestMountedPolice。Theflagfloatingaboveshowedthat,aswellastheairofmilitaryneatnessaboutthem。
Thetownstraggledalongtwointersectingstreets,andthenfrayedoutovertheflatsinisolatedanddejected—lookingshacks。ThemoreimposingbuildingonthemainstreetShockguessedwerethehotelsandstores。OneofthelatterherecognisedfromitsflagasthatoftheancientandhonourableHudson’sBayCompany。Onabackstreethereandtherestoodahousesurroundedbyagardenandscrubbytrees,apatheticattempttoreproduceinthistreelesscountrywhatinotherlandshadbeenfondlycalledhome。
Awayoneverysidestretchedthevastsweepofrollingprairietowheretheamberofthesky—linemingledwiththegreyblueoftheearth。
Howinsignificant,howmiserableandwretchedinthemidstofthisexpanseofskyandearth,seemedthehuddlingbunchofdejectedbuildings,andyetthewholeinterestofheavenaboveandeartharoundcentredinthosestragglingshacks,fortheyweretheabodesofmen。
Fromfeastinghisheartuponthemarvellousbeautyoftheexpanseofroundedhills,withtheirvariegationofsunlightandshadow,andtheexpanseofcloudlesssky,deepblueoverheadandshadingbyindefinabletransitionsthroughbluesandpurplesintopearlgreysandrosetints,andatlastintogloriousyellowgoldatthehorizon,Shock,withalmostashudder,turnedhiseyestothelittleraggedtownbeneathhim。HowmarvelloustheworksofGod!Howuglythethingsmanmakes!
ItwaspartlytheinfinitudeofthiscontrastthatwroughtinShockafeelingofdepressionashefollowedthetrailwindingdownthelongslopetowardthetown。Ashebecameawareofthisdepression,hetookhimselfseverelytotask。
"What’sthematterwithme,anyway?"heaskedhimselfimpatiently。
"I’mnotafraidofthem。"Andyethehadasuspicionthatitwasjustthisthattroubledhim。Hewasafraid。Thefeelingwasnotonewithwhichhewasunfamiliar。Oftenbeforeabigmatchhehadbeenshamefullyconsciousofthissamenervousfear。Herememberedhowhishearthadseemedtoobigforhisbody,tillhefeltitinhisthroat。Butherememberednow,withnosmallcomfort,thatoncetheballwaskickedhishearthadalwaysgonebacktoitsplaceanditsworkandgavehimnofurtherconcern,andto—dayhehopedthismightbehisexperienceagain。
ItwasagreatdayattheFort,nothinglessthantheSpringMeetingoftheSouthAlbertaTurfAssociation;andinthathorsecountry,wheremenwereknownbytheirhorsesratherthanbypersonalcharacteristics,themeetingoftheTurfAssociationeasilytookprecedenceoverallotherevents,socialorpolitical。
Thisspring,totheinterestnaturallycentringintheraces,therewasaddedaspecialinterest,inthat,behindthehorsesenteredfortheAssociationCup,theregatheredintenselocalfeeling。Thethreefavouriteswererepresentativehorses。ThemoneyofthepoliceandalltheFortcontingentinthecommunityhadbeenplacedonthelong,rangeythoroughbred,Foxhall,animportedracerwhohadbeenfastenoughtolosemoneyinthegreatracingcircuitsoftheEast,butwhowasbelievedtobefastenoughtowinmoneyhereintheWest。
Thedistrictabouttheforttownwasdividedintotwosections,theeastandthewest。Intheeasternsectionthefarmingindustrywascarriedontoanalmostequalextentwithranching;inthewest,upamongthehills,therewasranchingpureandsimple。Betweenthetwosectionsastrongrivalryexisted。Inthiscontesttheeasthad"banked"onCaptainHalHarricomb,rancherandgentlemanfarmer,andhisblackDemon。Thewesternmen,allranchers,whodespisedandhatedfarmersandeverythingpertainingtothem,wereallrangedbehindtheSwallow,adaintylittlebaymare,bred,owned,andriddenbyayoungEnglishman,VictorStanton,knownthroughouttheAlbertas,southandnorth,as"TheKid,"or,affectionately,"TheKiddie,"admiredforhissuperbriding,hisrecklessgenerosity,hiscoolcourage,andlovedforhisgentle,generousheart。
Alreadytwoheatshadbeenrun,onegoingtotheDemonandonetotheSwallow,FoxhallsustaininghisEasternreputationasamoney—
loser。
Theexcitementofthedayhadgraduallygrowninintensity,andnowwasconcentratedinthefinalheatoftheAssociationCuprace。
Allunconsciousofthisexcitementandofthetremendousissuesatstake,Shocksenthislittlecayusepeacefullytrottingalongthetrailtowhereitmetthemainstreet。Thestreetwaslinedoneithersidewithmenandhorses。Somethingwasevidentlygoingon,butwhatShockcouldnotsee。
Butnosoonerhadheturnedupthestreetthantherewasafierceoutburstofyells,oaths,andexecrations,andatthesamemomentheheardbehindhimthepoundingofhoofs。
Hastilyglancingoverhisshoulder,hesawthunderingdownuponhimhalfadozenormoremountedmen。Invainhetuggedathiscayuse。
Thelittlebruteallowedhisstubbornheadtobehauledroundclosetotheshaft,butdeclinedtoremovehisbody;and,indeed,hadhebeeneversoeager,therewouldhardlyhavebeentime。Abigblackhorsewasplungingwildlynotmorethantenfeetbehindhim。A
fierceoath,ashowerofdustandgravelinhisface,aflashoflegsandhoofs,andthebigblackwasliftedclearoverShockandhiscayuse,andwasoffagaindownthestreetbetweenthelinesofyellingmen。
"Here,blankyourblankhead!Gitoffthecourse!Don’tyouknownothin’?"
WhenShockcametohimself,hewasawarethatatall,lankycowboyinchaps,woollenshirt,andstiff,broad—brimmedhatwaspoundinghiscayuseovertheheadwithhisheavywhip。
Shockneverknewhowithappened。Allherememberedwasaquickrushofbloodtohisbrain,amaddesiretopunishthemanwhowasbrutallybeatinghispony,andthenstandingbytheshaftofhisbuck—boardwaitingforthemantogetup。
"Gad,sir!"exclaimedavoiceoverhisshoulder,"thatwasacleverthrow!"Therewasgenuineadmirationinthevoice。
Shocklookedupandsawanoldgentleman,withwhite,close—croppedhairandmoustacheanderectmilitaryform,regardinghimwithadmiration。Hewasridingastouthunter,dockedinEnglishstyle。
"Andservedyouperfectlyright,Ike,"continuedtheoldgentleman。
"Whatbusinesshaveyoutostrikeanyman’shorse?"
"Whattheblankblankishedoingonthecourse?"saidIkewrathfully,asheslowlyrosefromthegroundandcametowardShock。
"Isay,stranger,"hesaid,comingoverneartoShockandlookinghimcarefullyintheeye,"I’llgiveyoutwenty—fivedollarsifyoudothatagin。Youtookmeunbeknownst。Now,gittowork。"
Shock’shearthadgotbacktoitsrightplaceandwasbeatingitssteadybeat。Theoldscrimmagesmilewasonhisface。
"ButIdonotwanttodoitagain,andIdidtakeyouunawares。"
"Look—a—here,"saidIke,touchingShockwithhisforefingeronthebreast,"doyouthinkyoukindoitagin?"
"Don’tknowthatIcould,"saidShockquietly。"ButIdoknowthatI
donotintendtotry。And,infact,Idonotknowhowitwasdone。"
"Ikeydoes,"drawledavoice。
Therewasadelightedroarfromthecrowdthathadgatheredround。
Ikelookedroundthecircleofgrinningmenforasecondortwo。
"Say,"hesaidslowly,"ifanyblank,blanksonofashe—apethinksheknowshowtodothattrickwhenI’ma—watchin’,here’shisopportunityrightnaouw——ferfun,orfermoney,or,"loweringhisvoiceandthrustingforwardhisfacealittle,"ferblood。"
Thelaughdiedoutfromthecrowd。Therewasasilenceforamomentortwo,andthenthesamevoicedrawled,"Nobody’shungry,Iguess,Ikey,"andIketurnedfromthemwithagruntofcontempt。
"Now,"hesaid,comingbacktoShock,"I’dliketohearyoutalk。"
Ikethrewhimselfintoanattitudeofdefence,butShock’spositionneverchanged,nordidthesmilefadefromhisface。
"IhavenothingtosayexceptthatIdonotknowhowithappened。I
sawmyhorsebeingabused,and——well,Iactedalittlehastily,I
fear。"
"Hastily!"exclaimedtheoldgentleman,whohadremainedinthecrowd。"Nonsense!Perfectlyright,Isay,andIkeknowsit。Whatwouldyoudo,Ike,ifyousawafellowpoundingSlipperovertheears?"
"Poundin’Slipper?"saidIkeslowly,pausingtoturnhisquidoftobaccoinhischeek。"Poundin’Slipper,"herepeatedwithevengreaterdeliberation。"Knockhisblankfaceintothebackofhishead。"
"Thenitseemstome,Ike,youwereletoffeasy。"Theoldgentlemansmiledgrimlydownuponthecowboy,whowasstillwrathful,butmorepuzzledthanwrathful。Thesmilingmanatthepony’sheadlookedsothoroughlygood—naturedthatitwashardtopushaquarrel,butstillIke’sdignityhadbeeninjured。
"WhatIbegtoremarkis,"hecontinued,returningtotheattack,"kinhedoitagin?Doeshehaveanylingerin’suspicionthatheiscapableofthatact?"IkereservedhisbestEnglishforseriousoccasions。"Ifhedoes,I’mwillin’heshouldextemporiseatit。"
"Goodman,Ikey!"drawledthevoiceagainfromthecrowd。"I’llbackIkeytohislastpant’sbutton。"
Shockstoodsilentandsmiling,whileIkestoodfacinghim,moreandmorepuzzled。Shockwasanentirelynewexperience。Hewouldnotfight,hewouldnotrunaway,hewouldnotevengetangry。
Atthispointtheoldgentlemaninterfered。
"Now,Ikey,"hesaid,"itistimeyouwerelearningsomemanners。
Thisgentlemanisnopugilist。Hehasneitherthedesirenortheintentionoffightingyou,whichisperhapsallthebetterforyou。
Thatisapoorwaytotreatastrangerthefirstdayhearrivesinourtown。Perhapsyouwillallowmetobeofsomeservicetoyou,"
hesaid,turningtoShock。
"Thankyou,"saidShocksimply。"Iaminneedofadoctorfirstofall。TwoofmyfriendsatLoonLakeareveryill。Isthereadoctorinthistown?"
"Thereis,"repliedtheoldgentleman。"Dr。Burton。ButIverymuchfearthathewillhardlybefitforserviceto—day。Unfortunately,ourdoctor,thougharemarkablycleverpractitioner,isnotalways——
well,tobequitefrank,heisveryfrequentlydrunk。Gethimsoberandhewilldoyougoodservice。"
"HowshallIaccomplishthat?"askedShock,withafeelingofdespairinhisheart,thinkingoftheOldProspectorinhispainandoflittlePatsylyinginsemi—unconsciousnessinthebackroomoftheLoonCreekStoppingPlace。"Imusthaveadoctor。Icannotgobackwithoutone。"
"Then,"saidtheoldgentleman,"youwillneedtokidnaphimandwaittillhesobersoff。"
"Ishalltry,"saidShockquietly。
Theoldgentlemanstaredathim。
"ByJove!"hesaid,"Ibelieveyoumeanto。Andifyoudo,you’llsucceed。"
"CanyoudirectmetothehouseofMr。Macfarren?"inquiredShock。
"Certainly。Thatishishouseamongthetrees,"pointingtoacottagewithaverandahaboutit,whichstoodbacksomedistancefromthemainstreet。"ButifyouwishtoseeMr。Macfarren,youwillfindhimdownattheotherendofthestreetatthefinishingpost。Hewillbeverybusilyengagedatthepresent,however,beingoneofthejudgesinthisrace,andifitisnotofimmediateimportanceIwouldadviseyourwaitingtilltheraceisover。Butstay,herehecomes。ThemaninthecentreisMr。Macfarren。"
Ashespokehepointedtoatallman,withalong,grizzledbeard,ridingapony,followedbytwoyoungermensplendidlymounted。Theelderofthesewasamanstronglybuilt,faceopenandhonest,butshowingsignsofhardliving。Herodeapowerfulblackhorse,whosetempershowedinhisfiercesnatchingatthebit。Justnowthehorsewascoveredwithfoam,reddenedattheflanksandmouthwithblood。
Hiscompanionwasmuchyounger,amereboy,indeed。Hisfairhair,blueeyes,andsmoothfaceaccentuatedhisyouthfulappearance。Itwashisyouthfulfaceandboyishmannerthatgavehimhisnameamongthecattlemen,andhisplaceintheirhearts。Butthoughtheycalledhim"TheKid,"andoften"TheKiddie,"andthoughtofhimwithadmiringandcaressingtenderness,nomanofthemfailedtogivehimfullrespect;forboyashewas,hehadaman’snerve,aman’sgrip,hismuscleswereallsteel,andwithallhissmilinggentlenessnoneofthemwouldthinkoftakingalibertywithhim。
Earlierinthedayhehadwonfromadozencompetitorsthatmostcovetedofallhonoursintheranchingcountry,TheBuckingBelt,forhehadriddenforthefullhundredyardswithout"touchingleather,"theOUTLAWspeciallyimportedfromtheotherside。
Asthethreemenrodeuptherideroftheblackhorsewasheardtosay,"That’sthefellowthatnearlyspilledme。AndifDemonhadn’tbeenmightyquickinrecovering,itwouldhavebeenablanknastymess。"
"Isay,"saidMacfarren,inaloud,blusteringtone,"don’tyouknowenoughtokeepoffarace—coursewhenaraceisbeingrun?"
Shockwasmuchtakenabackatthisgreeting。
"Ibegyourpardon,butIdidn’tknowthiswasarace—course,nordidIknowthataracewason。"
"Thedeuceyoudidn’t!Hadn’tyoueyestosee?"
TothisShockmadenoreply,buttakingaletterfromhispocketsaidquietly,"YouareMr。Macfarren,Ibelieve。IhavealetterforyoufromMr。McIntyre。"
Atthistheothertworodeaway。Mr。Macfarrenopenedtheletterwithascowl。Ashereadtheflushonhisfacedeepened。
"Whatthedeucedoesthismean?"heburstout,inanangrytone。"I
wroteboththeSuperintendentandMcIntyrelastweekthatitwasapieceoffollytoplantamanhere,thatwedidn’trequireanddidn’twantaman。Thecommunityiswellsuppliedalreadywithchurchservices,andasfarasthePresbyteriansareconcerned,theywouldfindthesupportofaministeranintolerableburden。"
ForamomentortwoShockstoodinspeechlessamazement。Itwasdisconcertingintheextremetobetoldbythemanuponwhomhehadchieflydependedforsupportandcounselthathewasnotwanted。
"Yourletterswouldnothavereachedthemintime,Isuppose,"hesaidatlast。
"Well,that’sthefact,atanyrate,"repliedMacfarrenroughly。"Wewon’twantaminister。Wearethoroughlywellsupplied。Wedon’tneedone,andwecannotsupportone。"
Hewasturningawaywithoutfurtherwordswhenhewasarrestedbythesharpandperemptoryvoiceoftheoldgentleman,whohadremainedbehindShockduringtheconversation。
"Macfarren,thisgentlemanisastranger,Ipresume。Willyoukindlypresentme?"
"Oh——ah——certainly,"saidMacfarren,wheelinghisponyandlookingratherashamed。"Mr。"lookingattheletter。
"Macgregor,"saidShockquietly。
"Mr。Macgregor,thisisGeneralBrady,oneofourleadingranchers。"
"Iamdelightedtomakeyouracquaintance,sir,"saidGeneralBrady,shakingShockwarmlybythehand。"Youwillfindusroughandwild,but,sir,Iamgladtosaywearenotallablanklotofboors。"
"Thankyou,sir,"saidShock,withasuddenflushonhisface。
"Oh——ah——certainlywearegladtohaveyouvisitourtown,"saidMacfarren,asiftryingtoatoneforhisformerrudeness。"And,ofcourse,itisnofaultofyours,Mr。——ah——"
"Macgregor,"saidtheGeneralshortly。
"Yes,Mr。Macgregor。There’sadeuceofamistakebeenmade,butI
takeityouwillnotsuffer。Thereareplentyof——ah——positions——
places,Ibelieve,whereyouwillfind——ah——opportunity。Butifyouwillexcuseme,Iambusyforthemoment。Ishalldoubtlessseeyouagainbeforeyouleave。"
Shockbowedinsilence。
"Blankcad!"mutteredtheGeneral。ThenturningtoShockhesaid,withheartyinterestshowinginhistone,"Wheredoyouputup,Mr。
Macgregor?"
"Idonotknowthetownatall。Ishallhavetolookaboutforaboardingplaceofsomekind,Isuppose。"Shock’ssmilewasratheruncertain。
TheGeneralwasevidentlyinterestedinthisstranger,andtouchedbyhisforlorncondition。
"TheRoyalthere,"pointingdownthestreet,"isthebesthotel。
Theydoyoutherenotsobadly。Theymaygiveyouaccommodationforanight,butIfancyitwillberatherdifficulttofindaboardinghouse。But,"headdedheartily,"whynotcometomeinthemeantime?
Mrs。Bradyandmyselfwillbemosthappytohaveyouvisitusforafewweeks,tillyoufindquarters。Ihave,unfortunately,anengagementthatwillkeepmelateintownto—night,elseIshouldinsistonyouraccompanyingmeatonce——anengagementwhichIcannotwellbreak。Inshort,thisisourannualspringmeetingoftheTurfAssociation,andthereisinconnectionwithitsomesortofsocialfunctiontowindthethingupto—night,andMrs。Brady,beingoneofthepatronesses,andImyselfbeingmoreorlessinterested——thepresidentoftheAssociation,indeed——wecannotavoidputtinginanappearance。Andindeed,weenjoyit,sir。Wethoroughlyenjoyit。Itbringstoourpresentcrudeandsomewhatlimitedlifealittlebitofthepast。Butto—morrowIshallbegladtoridedownforyou,sir,andbringyouuptomylittleplace。"
Thecordialkindnessofthisstranger,uponwhomhehadnoclaim,touchedShockgreatly。
"Thankyouagain,"hesaid。"IcannottellyouhowmuchIfeelyourkindness。Butifyouwillallowme,Iwouldratheracceptyourinvitationlater。IfeelImustgetsettledtomyworkatonce。I
havebeenlongontheway,andmyworkiswaitingme。"Then,afterapause,headdedsimply,"ButyourkindnessmakesmethinkofawordIhaveread,’Iwasastranger,andyetookmein。’"
TheGeneralbowedinsilence,andseeingthatShockwasnottobepersuaded,shookhandswithhimoncemore。"Comewhenyouwill,sir,andstayaslongasyoucan。Thesooneryoucomeandthelongeryoustay,thebetterweshallbepleased。"AndwithanothercourteousbowtheGeneralrodeofftoattendtohisdutiesasPresidentoftheTurfAssociation。
AsShockturnedbacktohisbuckboardhefoundIkewaitinghim。Ikehadbeenaninterestedwitnessofallthathadtakenplace,andwhilehissympathyhadgonecompletelywithShockandagainstMacfarren,hehadnotbeenquiteabletoshakeoffthefeelingofhumiliationunderwhichhesuffered。
"Say,stranger,"hesaid,touchingShockontheshoulder,andspeakinginalowandalmostrespectfultone,"thereaintamanintheTerritorieshaseverputthedustontoIkeIveson’spants。
Here’stwenty—fivedollars,"divingdeepintohishippocketandpullingoutaplugoftobacco,aknife,andarollofbills,"whichisastandin’offertoanymanwhocancircumventthattheretrick。
AndIwanttosay,"hecontinued,withasubduedeagernessinhistone,"I’llmakeitfiftyifyoudoitagin。"
Ike’stonewaspersuasive。Therewasnothingofresentmentinit。Itwasthetoneofamanwhohadcomeuponaninterestingandpuzzlingexperience,andwasanxioustoinvestigate。
"No,"saidShock,backingawayfromIke,"Icannottakethat。
Besides,itwasnotafairthrow。"
"Well,"saidIke,muchmollified,"that’sso,that’sso。AndI
consideritsomethinghandsomeinyousayin’so。Butthatofferstands。"
"Allright,"saidShock,smilingalittlemorebroadly。"I’llremember。AndwhenIwantfiftydollarsverybadlyImaycometoyou。But,"headded,lookingIkeupanddown,"I’llhavetobeprettyhardpushedbeforeItry。"
"It’sabargain,stranger,"saidIkey,offeringalanguidhand。
Shockgraspeditwarmly。AslighttremourranoverIke’slankyframeasShock’shandclosedonhis。
"Je——roo——sa——lem!"heejaculated,drawinginhisbreath,asShockturnedaway。"I’llbereadyferyounexttime。Ipreferagrizzlymyself。"Helookeddownathisfingernails。"Didn’texpecttosee’emon,"heobserved。"Andsay,boys,"turningtothecrowd,"I
surmisehe’sapreacher,ablankfire—escape。"
AtonceIkebecametheobjectofvariouscomments。"——Apreacher,Ike?Say,you’llhavetochangeyourwaysandgotomeetin’。"
"What’sIkey’schurch,anyway?"
"Don’tknowasIeverheard。"
"Oh,Ikeyaintmean,hetreats’emallthesame。"
"Well,IguessIkey’llhavetodusttowardtheskyline。"
Ikelistenedforatimeunmoved,andthendrawledoutquietly,"WhatIwanttoremarktoyoujaybirdsis,thatifeveryouhaveanymisunderstandin’withthatthereascensionladder,he’llmakeyousaymoreprayersinaminutethanyou’vesaidforthelasttenyearsofyourmortallife。Andifeverhegitsafteryoutheonlythingthat’llsaveyouwillbeyourdust。"
SosayingIkeslouchedoffdownthestreet,keepinghiseyeonShock’sbuckboard。HewatchedhimgointotheRoyalandinafewminutescomeoutagain,followedhimtotheInternational,andsoonaftertotheRanchers’Roost。
"Guesshe’spurtynightangledupnow,"saidIkey,withconsiderablesatisfaction。Hehadaschemeofhisowninmind。"Thereaintasix—
footholeinthishulltown,andhe’dtakepurtynighseven。Now,what’shisnextmove?"
Shockappearedundecided。Therewasevidentlynoplaceforhiminthetown。Hehadadeepeningsenseofbeingnotwanted。Thetownwashummingwithlife,butinthatlifetherewasnoplaceforhim。
Awakeningastrangesenseoffellowshipthewordcametohim,"Hewasrejectedofmen。"
XI
"IWASASTRANGER,ANDYETOOKMEIN"
AsShockstood,uncertainastohisnextmove,henoticedthatoutoftheconfusedminglingofmenandhorsesorderbegantoappear。
Thecoursewasoncemorebeingcleared。Thefinalheat,whichtheSwallowhadwon,andwhichhadbeenprotestedbytheowneroftheDemon,onthegroundthathiscoursehadbeenblockedbyShockandhiscayuse,wastoberunagain。Shockwastoomuchoccupiedwithhisowndisappointmentanduncertaintytotakemuchinterestinthecontestthatwastheoccasionofsuchintenseexcitementtothethrongsonthestreet。Withlanguidindifferencehewatchedthecoursebeingclearedandthecompetitorscanterbacktothestartingpoint。Behindthemfollowedacavalcadeofhorsemenonallsortsofmounts,fromtheshaggylittlecayuse,withdiminishingrump,tothemagnificentthoroughbredstallion,stall—fedandshining。Inthefinalheatitwasthecustomforallthehorsemeninthecrowdtojoinatasafedistancebehindthecontestants,inawildandtumultuousscramble。
Shock’sattentionwasarrestedandhisinterestquickenedbytheappearanceofIkeinthecrowd,ridingahard—looking,bony,buckskinbroncho,whichheguessedtobeSlipper。
InashorttimetheDemonandtheSwallowwereintheirplaces。Farbehindthembunchedthemotleycrowdofhorsemen。
Thestartwastobebythepistolshot,andfromthescratch。Sointensewasthestillnessoftheexcitedcrowdthat,althoughthestartingpointwasmorethanhalfamileoutontheprairie,thecrackofthepistolwasclearlyheard。