The Land of Strong Men Part 37
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"That's what I said. Up hill from the slide. Slide stuff never runs up hill. This stuff was _blown_ there."
"Gus put in a little shot--"
"Near a week ago. The dirt on these rocks ain't dry yet. Same with the wood. They ain't been lyin' out in the sun no time at all. All Gus did was to put in a little coyote hole, and she blew straight out. This shot was above, and when she blew she ripped the whole sidehill loose.
Mebbe there was more than one shot. I'll bet I heard it, and thought it was thunder. Anyway, all this stuff was above where the slide started.
And that's what made the first slide, too. It wasn't water. Some son of a gun shot the ditch."
Angus turned the bits of evidence over in his hands, frowning.
"Who would do a trick like that?"
"You can come as near guessin' as I can."
Angus shook his head. n.o.body, so far as he knew, would deliberately cut off his water. And yet, according to this silent but conclusive evidence, somebody had done so. The repairs had been wrecked as soon as completed. They might be wrecked again. It gave him a strange, uncomfortable feeling, akin to that of a mysterious presence in the dark. Also it moved him to deep, silent anger.
"I would give a good deal to know," he said quietly.
"n.o.body hangin' round lately that I've noticed. But somebody was keepin'
case all right, 'cause we only got water a few hours. And I'll tell you somethin' else: When we get the flume pretty near in again I'm keepin'
case myself."
CHAPTER XXI
WATCHING
It took nine days to complete the flume a second time, and all hands were dog-tired. All the time the heat had continued and the hot winds were constant. The ranch had suffered badly. Irreparable damage had been done. The grain was stunted, yellow. There would not be half a crop.
These things bit into the soul of Angus Mackay as he labored fiercely, pitting his strength and endurance against relentless time. He could get no clew, no inkling of the person responsible for the trouble.
On the afternoon of the day when the flume was completed, Rennie was absent. After supper he sought Angus.
"I went across the creek this afternoon," he said, "and I clumb up onto that hill across where we was workin'. There was somebody there across the gulch from me. Course I went down and over, but he'd gone. Found where his horse had been standin' on top of the hill."
"You couldn't tell who it was?"
"No. I don't think he seen me. But whoever it was, was sizin' up the flume. I'm goin' to take my blankets and camp alongside it for some nights."
"So will I," Angus said. "If I can find out who is doing this, Dave, I will handle them myself. I will not bother about the law."
A little spark lit in Dave Rennie's mild, blue eyes.
"Sure; best way," he agreed. "Things was a darn sight better and safer and less skunks and sharks when every gent packed his own law below his belt. Law don't give you no action when you want it. Well, let's get organized."
Angus had told Jean nothing of his suspicions as to the destruction of the flume. But now it was necessary. She listened, wide-eyed.
"But who would do it, Angus?"
"If I knew," he replied, "I would be hunting him now."
Jean looked at her big, swarthy brother, noting the grim line of his mouth, the smouldering anger in his eyes.
"Don't get into any trouble, Angus."
"It will be somebody else that will get into trouble if I find him."
"But if you can avoid--"
"I will avoid nothing," he told her sharply. "Let others do that. I have never injured a man in my life, of my own will, and n.o.body shall injure me and get away with it."
Going into Rennie's room he saw his blankets on the floor ready for rolling. On them reposed a worn gun-belt with two holsters, from each of which protruded an ivory b.u.t.t. Angus stared at this artillery, which he had never seen before.
"Sure, take a look at 'em," Dave said, interpreting his gaze. "I ain't wore 'em for so long they feel funny now. Time was, though, when they felt natural as front teeth."
Angus drew the guns. They were ivory-handled, forty-one calibre, heavy, long-barreled, single-action weapons of an old frontier model. Though they had evidently seen much service, they were spotless. The pull, when Angus tried it, was astonis.h.i.+ngly quick and smooth, and in his hands they fitted and balanced perfectly.
"Them guns," said Dave, "pretty near shoot themselves if a feller savvies a gun at all. A feller give 'em to me a long time ago."
"Some present," Angus commented.
"Well, he hadn't no more use for 'em," Dave explained. "Tell you about it some time. What gun you takin'?"
"I don't know."
"Take a shotgun with buck. That's the best thing at night."
Angus stared at him. In all the years he had known Rennie the little man had been meek and mild, apparently the last being on earth to exhibit bloodthirsty tendencies.
"I don't want to blow anybody to pieces," he said.
"Well, you won't--unless you get to shootin' at mighty close range,"
Rennie pointed out; "and then you won't care. Take a double bar'l and a box of goose loads, anyway."
An hour later they picked a level spot near the new flume, wrapped up in their blankets and lit pipes. But soon Angus dozed.
"Go to sleep," said Rennie. "I'll wake you after a while."
Angus went to sleep instantly and gratefully. He woke some hours later with Rennie's hand on his shoulder.
"It'll be light in two hours, and I'm pinchin' myself to keep awake.
You're awake for sure, are you? All right."
He settled himself in his blankets, sighed and slept like a tired dog.
Angus sat up. The night which had been bright with stars was now overcast and a wind was blowing. He could hear it straining through the tree tops and booming back in the hills. The creek roared and brawled noisily. A couple of horned owls hooted at their hunting in the timber.
There were noises close at hand; the faint, intermittent gurgle of water, little rustlings of gra.s.ses and leaves, the occasional scurry of tiny feet, the buzz and click of insects. He had a hard job to fight off sleep. But suddenly a sound which did not blend with the natural voices of the night drove every bit of drowsiness out of him.
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