Outing . ontinued. Theres an-other nester in it. Thompsons lips straightened and hisvoice was cold. I reckon you talkedsome to him? he asked. The range boss grinned. Yes, some,he returned. You see, I happened toknow him. Its Luke Lynch. Been nes-terin there ever since you fired him. Thompson cursed recklessly. Thedamn cuss! he concluded the reason he acted so quietwhen I give him his time! The range boss looked soberly up. THE THIEF AT CIRCLE BAR 87 He always was a quiet sort of a cuss,he said; deep an quiet. You never cntell which way that kindll jump. Theiractions are sure ha
Outing . ontinued. Theres an-other nester in it. Thompsons lips straightened and hisvoice was cold. I reckon you talkedsome to him? he asked. The range boss grinned. Yes, some,he returned. You see, I happened toknow him. Its Luke Lynch. Been nes-terin there ever since you fired him. Thompson cursed recklessly. Thedamn cuss! he concluded the reason he acted so quietwhen I give him his time! The range boss looked soberly up. THE THIEF AT CIRCLE BAR 87 He always was a quiet sort of a cuss,he said; deep an quiet. You never cntell which way that kindll jump. Theiractions are sure hard to anticipate. I reckon hes just an ornery sneak!fumed Thompson. I always thought he was on thesquare, said the range boss, his eyesdrooping eloquently. On the square nothin! declaredThompson, with a sardonic laugh. Calla man square whos tryin to sneak hisbosss daughter? Thats just what it is, agreedThompson heavily. But I reckon heaint goin to stay long in that nesterscabin, now that I know hes YOU MIGHT AS WELL MAKE UP YOUR MIND TO BE DECENT ABOUTTHIS. YOU AINT NEVER GOIn TO BE MY SON-IN-LAW. Thompsons lips twitched. Was hetryin to do that? he questioned, hiseyes widening with surprise. I seenhim with her a good bit, but I thoughtmebbe .it was just a false alarm. Anyou sent him away for that! An yousent Miss Jane away sos he wouldnt geta chancst to talk to her any more! Annow hes gone an took up that nestersshack, thinkin to be near Miss Jane inspite of you. Id call that defyin you. You reckonin on runnin him off?said the range boss, his cheeks swellingin an effort to suppress something. Thompson banged a fist heavily downupon the desk top. I wont have himnesterin on this range! he declared. The range boss rose to his , now, he said, I reckon Lukellbe some surprised when you tell himthat. He went out, and then, return-ing, stuck his head in through the door- THE OUTING MAGAZINE way. I think you ought to know this,he said quietly. Yesterday, when Iwas talki
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