{"id":11801,"date":"2015-09-20T17:38:28","date_gmt":"2015-09-20T21:38:28","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/?p=11801"},"modified":"2026-02-28T23:30:25","modified_gmt":"2026-03-01T04:30:25","slug":"home-is-the-sailor","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/?p=11801","title":{"rendered":"Home is the Sailor #1 (by Krystyna)"},"content":{"rendered":"

Summary<\/strong>:\u00a0 The Commodore’s letter of resignation has long been accepted.\u00a0 Will the mundane life of a rancher be enough?<\/p>\n

A story where old foes and new, as well as the past and the present entwine to continue the lives created in the World of Captain Cartwright.<\/p>\n

Rating:\u00a0 K+\u00a0 (214,200)<\/p>\n

Home is the Sailor Series<\/strong>:\u00a0 The saga continues after the conclusion of the Captain Cartwright series<\/a>.<\/p>\n

Home is the Sailor<\/a>
\n<\/a>The Iron Horsemen<\/a>
\n<\/a>There will Always be Rainbows<\/a>
\n<\/a>The Pledge<\/a>
\n<\/a>No Greater Love<\/a>
\n<\/a>Kismet<\/a>
\n<\/a>The Gap\u2026<\/a>
\n<\/a>A New Direction \u2013 Changes<\/a>
\n<\/a>Equinox<\/a>
\n<\/a>The Cattle Station<\/a>
\n<\/a>Love Thyself Least<\/a>
\n<\/a>No-body’s Hero<\/a><\/p>\n

Home is the Sailor<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u201cRequiem\u201d<\/p>\n

Under the wide and starry sky
\nDig the grave and let me lie:
\nGlad did I live and gladly die,
\nAnd I laid me down with a will.<\/p>\n

This is the verse you \u2018grave for me:
\nHere he lies where he long\u2019d to be;
\nHome is the sailor, home from the sea,
\nAnd the hunter home from the hill.<\/em><\/p>\n

Robert Louis Stevenson\u20261850-1894<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The Sailor is Home<\/strong><\/p>\n

Chapter 1<\/p>\n

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Once upon a time, a long time ago, a young man and his wife had a dream that was frequently nurtured by their love of John Milton\u2019s epic poem \u2018Paradise Lost\u2019. \u00a0 The words \u00a0\u201cThe world was all before them, where to choose their \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0place \u00a0of rest, and Providence their guide: \u201c \u00a0seemed to inspire within them a desire to see what the new world had to offer to them and to their as yet unborn son.<\/p>\n

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America at that time knew nothing of the savagery that was to rage within its states in the coming years.\u00a0 As the couple dreamed together of a future beneath blue skies, a log cabin and contentment true and all enduring, they were not to know that for one of them the dream was to end before it had even had the time to blossom into maturity.<\/p>\n

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A child crying at her side, a tinny tune playing from a little musical box, and her husband weeping at her bed and no more dreams, hopes or aspirations for a lovely young woman.\u00a0 For her husband, as he sat broken hearted by her side, it would seem the dream too, would end, until he looked at his infant son.\u00a0 As he gazed upon the innocent new born his heart was stirred by his wife\u2019s words of a few days earlier \u2019I see our son growing just like you, surrounded by trees \u2026\u2019 \u00a0and so the dream was revived.<\/p>\n

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It\u2019s logical and true that Ben Cartwright was a man who would have forged good prospects, material wealth had he stayed in New England and that the future of the child would have been secured by the material world about him. But with his eyes fixed upon a dream, and \u00a0with an infant by his side he kept his determination upon the fulfilment of that promised future that he had shared with his dear Elizabeth.<\/p>\n

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As Ben Cartwright stood in front of the ruins of his ranch house he wondered now when it was that the dream had turned into an obsession.\u00a0 True, it had spurred him on when times had been at their lowest, and it had been like a beacon towards which he had fought many a time.\u00a0 But the dream was over upon its fulfilment, and the obsession\u2026.he sighed now and shook his head as he considered all the implications that came along with that word.<\/p>\n

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Only a man who was obsessed would have dragged an infant through a wilderness that was still the home of savages and surely only an obsession would have driven a man onwards with two small children when a dear loved one had \u00a0perished most cruelly upon the Missouri plains.<\/p>\n

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He bowed his head and looked down at the dust beneath his feet.\u00a0 Soot and charcoal from the fire that had consumed a good proportion of the house had turned much of the dust quite black and he shuffled it back and forth in an attempt to locate the original colour of the earth.<\/p>\n

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\u201cPlaying mud pies, Pa?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The playful tone of his eldest sons voice came from behind him so Ben turned and smiled at Adam; he watched as the man dismounted and approached him with a grin on his face \u201cWhat were you doing?\u00a0 I\u2019ve been watching you for about five minutes now and you looked lost in a dream.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cOh ..no, no\u2026\u201d Ben sighed and shook his head \u201cNo, it wasn\u2019t a dream.\u00a0 Some memories perhaps, and some regrets.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cRegrets?\u201d Adams brow crinkled \u201cWhat have you got to have regrets about, Pa?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cSome things I should never have done and, if given the chance, would do differently.\u201d \u00a0Ben replied and casually draped his arm across his sons\u2019 shoulders, \u201cIt\u2019s good to have you home, son.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYes,\u201d Adam nodded solemnly and shifted his eyes from his father\u2019s face to the house, \u201cYes, it\u2019s good to be home.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

For a few minutes they stood together just staring at the blackened ruins, then Adam shook his head \u201cWell, it\u2019s not all bad news. It could have \u00a0been a whole lot worse.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cSo I keep being told.\u201d Ben allowed a faint grimace to touch his lips and he raised his eyebrows a little as though cynical of the comments \u201cWhat do you really think?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cAbout the house?\u201d Adam looked surprised, \u201cI thought we\u2019d discussed all this already? \u00a0 Have you changed your mind?\u00a0 Do you want it to be pulled down and a new one built to replace it?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNo.\u201d Ben shook his head and walked several paces closer to the building, with his head at a slight angle he observed it thoughtfully as though it were the very first time he had seen it since the fire. \u201cNo, Hoss and Hester want it to be restored as close to the original as possible.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAnd you?\u00a0 It\u2019s your home after all\u2026\u201d Adam murmured with a slight pout as he surveyed his father and wondered what had brought about such indecision.<\/p>\n

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\u201cWell, it was my home.\u201d Ben said slowly, \u201cI mean, yes, it is my home, but it really belongs to Hoss and Hester now.\u00a0 It\u2019s a family house after all.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adams pout became more pronounced, his eyes narrowed and a furrow creased his brow \u201cWhat are you saying, Pa?\u00a0 Do you want us to build a log cabin for you to spend your solitary last years in the woods?\u201d<\/p>\n

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For a moment Ben paused, raised his dark eyebrows and then gave a slight chuckle \u201cNo, of course not.\u00a0 Although I wouldn\u2019t mind having one built somewhere to retreat to, away from babies crying and children squabbling \u2026\u201d and his chuckle deepened.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cPa, you seem to have forgotten what it was like being at sea in the middle of a Force 12 gale\u2026 babies crying and children squabbling is music compared to that.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Ben\u2019s laughter subsided into a wide grin and his black eyes twinkled, he put his hands on his hips and nodded towards the house \u201cIt will be like the phoenix rising from the ashes.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cVery true.\u201d Adam nodded and bit down upon his bottom lip as he looked the house up and down as though measuring out its assets once again.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cA pity that Marie\u2019s roses never survived \u2026\u201d Ben sighed \u201cBut I suppose we can always find some new ones.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cIf that\u2019s what you want, Pa.\u201d Adam replied with a curt nod of the head.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Ben didn\u2019t make any comment to that, there was a lot he wanted that he knew \u00a0he would never get now. \u00a0 For some years his age had been a source of anxiety to him; \u00a0every year that passed by now reminded him that the man he was when he arrived to build the foundations of the ranch house was a long way from the man who now stood before its ruins.\u00a0 He had arthritis in his hands, he was slowly having to accept the fact that he no longer had 20\/20 vision, he had lost a tooth recently and sleep was elusive, although he blamed the latter on his grandson Nathaniel\u2019s waking up and bawling through the night. \u00a0 He rubbed the back of his neck and sighed again making Adam dart an anxious look of enquiry over at him \u201cWhat is wrong, Pa? \u00a0 Are you worried about something I should know about?\u00a0 Is there anything I can do?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Ben raised his eyebrows and then shook his head \u201cNo, no\u2026 take no notice, son. I\u2019m just wishing I were a lot younger, that\u2019s all.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam allowed a slight smile to flit across his lips \u201cThat\u2019s all?\u00a0 Darn it, Pa, it\u2019s something I wish myself most days \u2026 the sad fact is that time flies faster the older one gets\u2026\u201d he shrugged \u201cNo one can turn back the clock, not with all the wishing in the world.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cQuite so\u201d Ben replied returning now to shuffling the dirt around with his feet with a rather self conscious look on his face as he did so. \u00a0\u201cWhen does Henry get to work on restoring all this?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAs soon as we give him the go ahead.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThen why haven\u2019t you?\u201d Ben turned with a look of enquiry on his face mingled with slight annoyance<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cBecause we\u2019ve been waiting for you to approve the design and tell us to proceed.\u201d Adam replied in slightly baffled tones as he looked at his father with a downturn of the mouth which indicated that he was rather irritated himself by his father\u2019s current mood.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWell, tell him to start as soon as possible.\u00a0 I can\u2019t stand knowing it\u2019s here like this ..\u201d he paused and cast an anxious glance at the building and then turned away towards where Cinnamon was waiting, swishing his elegant tail and nodding his head at Sport.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam sighed and shook his head as though he would never understand the vagaries of his father, and after casting a quick glance at the ruins he made his way to where the horses were hitched. \u00a0\u201cPa?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWhat?\u201d Ben frowned and paused in the act of putting his foot in the stirrup.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYou aren\u2019t worried about staying with us for the interim, are you? \u00a0 If the children are too noisy and disturbing your sleep, then just say so and I will \u00a0get you that log cabin in the woods as soon as you like?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Ben opened his mouth, then closed it again, he shook his head \u201cI enjoy sharing your home very much, Adam.\u00a0 Thank you.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam nodded, and watched his father mount his horse and settle into the saddle. He gave a slightly smug smile \u2026concealed from his father\u2019s sight of course \u2026 and loosened his horse\u2019s reins to turn it round before he mounted and followed his father up onto the track that led to where he and Olivia lived.\u00a0 It hadn\u2019t gone unnoticed by him that his father was slower mounting Cinnamon than he had been some months ago, nearly a year ago, and with an anxious feeling within him, Adam Cartwright put his horse alongside his fathers so that they rode back in a companionable silence, side by side.<\/p>\n

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Chapter 2<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

It was the first day of September 1877 and as warm as a day in summer.\u00a0 As the two men loped their horses towards the home of Adam and Olivia Cartwright both were immersed in thoughts of the events of the past year which had brought about all that was good with an equal dash of all that could possibly be bad.<\/p>\n

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But now Adam Cartwright was home for good, although he always, mentally anyway, added a post script to that \u2019depending on the Government forgetting they had accepted his retirement\u2019. \u00a0 Having said that, there was nothing hanging like a black cloud over his head threatening his imminent departure back to sea and for the first time in many years he really felt that he was free to live the life he loved, with those he loved and on the land that held his heart in a grip as firm as that of his beloved wife and children.<\/p>\n

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But it worried him, this lassitude of his fathers for he could remember too well the occasion when an old friend had died at the timber yard and Ben had taken it to heart, blaming himself and going into the depths of a depression.\u00a0 It had caught them all by surprise creating irritation, annoyance, frustration and concern at how easily Ben had wanted to shed his responsibilities.\u00a0 The thought that his father could be heading towards such another bout of despondency filled Adam with dread.<\/p>\n

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The sounds of laughter and shrieks of children greeted them as they turned their horses towards the house where the yard was cluttered by wagons, horses and children plus the odd adult or two behaving like children.\u00a0 They could hear Mary Ann\u2019s voice \u201cJoe, have you seen Daniel?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo, no sign ..\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cBut he must be somewhere\u2026\u201d cried the anxious mother who then gave a shriek as husband and son pounced from behind a wagon \u201cBoo..\u201d cried Daniel with a gleeful chuckle as his father swung him up in the air and into his mothers arms.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Reuben\u2019s voice drifted from the doorway of the house \u201cWhere\u2019s Pa?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cGone to find your grandpa\u2026\u201d Hoss replied as he lifted Hope up and onto the wagon seat beside Hester who was tying a ribbon in Hannah\u2019s dark curls.<\/p>\n

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\u201cBut where\u2019s Grandpa?\u201d Sofia wanted to know tossing her blonde head and hands on her hips, very much the little madam now that she went to school.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Reuben sighed \u201cWith Pa of course, don\u2019t you ever listen.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Cheng Ho Lee appeared with a wicker basket that he carried over to one of the wagons and lowered it in carefully to nestle against one previously positioned there, he looked about him with satisfaction and nodded, smiled.\u00a0 When everyone was gone he and Hop Sing would be able to settle down to a game of Mah Jong in peace and quiet \u2026 long may it last!<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Joe removed his hat from his sons head and placed it upon his own thick curly mop, he leaned forwards to kiss his wife and then helped her to board the wagon seat \u201cWhere\u2019s Adam?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Sofia passed with yet another toss of her head, a habit she had got into since being at school, \u201cHe\u2019s with Grandpa.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHe\u2019s with Grandpa, huh?\u00a0 So – where\u2019s Grandpa?\u201d Joe asked undaunted by the airs and flounces of this little madam, to which she shrugged and with her nose in the air walked towards the wagon where Reuben was standing, stroking one of the horses.<\/p>\n

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Riding down towards them Ben and Adam could \u00a0hear and see all that was happening and both of them glanced at one another, smiled and felt a touch of contentment steal into their hearts.\u00a0 Olivia came to the door with Nathaniel in her arms and looked over at the two horsemen and raised her arm to wave at them.\u00a0 Reuben noticed and gave a yell \u201cHere\u2019s Pa\u2026 \u00a0and Grandpa.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

He hurried towards them, his eyes shining \u201cHi, Pa\u2026 hi, Grandpa\u2026 where did you go?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam smiled down at the child, nodded and then glanced over at Ben \u201cJust to the house, Pa wanted to make sure what was left of it was still standing.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Reuben nodded, happy enough now that Adam was there and he smiled briefly at Ben before telling Adam that they were about to set off now and were wondering where they had been.\u00a0 Both men nodded, both knew and understood that the only one really seriously worried about them was the boy.<\/p>\n

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Easily understood really, after all Adam was the rock upon which Reuben pinned his whole life.\u00a0 The fact that that rock had \u2019submerged\u2019 out of sight during some rather difficult passages in the boys life made it even more important to Reuben that he kept his Pa right there, close by, where he could see him.\u00a0 First thing in the morning he had to ensure that Adam was home, last thing at night that his Pa was there to hear his night time prayers, and if not, assured that he would be home ..soon; \u00a0not next month, nor who knew when, but home within hours.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cComing up with me then, son?\u201d Adam asked and smiled at the eager nod of the head, so he slipped his foot from the stirrup for Reuben to put his foot into it and by placing his arm around the boy soon had him up in the saddle in front of him.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Ben dismounted and after seeing to Cinnamon strolled over to take his seat with Olivia, who gave him the benefit of one of her sweetest smiles.\u00a0 It was understood by them all that Reuben needed the assurance of his father\u2019s presence now, even though he had been told Adam would not be going back to sea he, like Adam, always had a mental \u2018yes, what if though\u2026\u2019 at the back of his mind when they said so.\u00a0 Eventually, perhaps, they would both get to realise it was true but until then, it went without saying where Adam went his \u2018shadow\u2019 went with him.<\/p>\n

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It had been Hester\u2019s idea to have a picnic.\u00a0 She had said \u2019Before autumn really sets in, and then there\u2019s winter \u2026\u2019 and before they knew it \u00a0the whole thing had been arranged.\u00a0 When September 1st dawned and was such a wonderful sunny warm day everyone felt that yes, it was perfect for a picnic.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She sighed contentedly and slipped her arm through that of Hoss\u2019 \u201cAnn and Candy are going to meet us there.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Hannah\u2019s face beamed \u201cAnd Rosie and David?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYes, and Rosie and David.\u201d \u00a0Hester relaxed into her husbands body, just as though they were still a courting couple and he smiled down at her and she felt the day just couldn\u2019t get any better although of course, she hoped that it would.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Joe\u2019s wagon was already turning into the main track out of the yard and towards the picnic area, Mary Ann holding tightly to Daniel who was always a fidget and as liable to topple off the wagon seat as his father had been years before.\u00a0 Such a handsome little boy all of 18 months of age, full of dimples, hazel green eyes and chestnut coloured curls.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Sometimes when Ben looked at Daniel he had a strong feeling of d\u00e9j\u00e0 vu, so much so in fact that he even found himself calling the child Little Joe to which the boy would respond indignantly \u201cMe not l\u2019il Joe, me is Danwell.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam rode close up to the wagon where Sofia sat with her mother, he reached out a hand and took hold of hers for a moment and gave Olivia a smile which was answered with one of her own. \u00a0 She looked so pretty sitting there beside Ben, and Adam felt a tug at the heart as he relished the thought that he was home for good, no more long weeks and months away from her ever again.<\/p>\n

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Nathaniel had his fingers in his mouth and was dozing, the jolt of the wagons motions didn\u2019t bother him one bit as he felt the beat of his mother\u2019s heart beneath his ear lulling him to sleep better than any lullaby.\u00a0 He would soon be nine months old, and had black curling hair that still caused Adam to refer to him as Spike every so often.\u00a0 The sun warmed his back, his mother\u2019s arm held him close, her smell reassured him that all was well.<\/p>\n

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\u201cBridie and Paul are coming as well\u2026\u201d she said, \u201cAnd Marcy and Luke.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

He nodded, his smile widened and he gave her a wink which made her laugh because she knew he was wishing they were all alone out there by the river with the wild grasses and \u00a0where the late wild flowers bloomed.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The little convoy of wagons made their way along the track, Hoss started to sing, joined by Hester and then Ben. \u00a0 Laughing and singing Ben Cartwright got caught up in the mood, he forgot his concerns about his house, or what was left of it, left behind his lethargy and sadness and thought only of how well blessed he was to have such a wonderful family.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

This, after all, was his legacy. This was what the fulfilment of the dream had been all about \u2026<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Chapter 3<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The wagon wheels rolled through the long grasses down towards the river that flowed languidly through the pastures.\u00a0 Late wild flowers hung their heads and petals drooped as the horses pulled their loads behind them.\u00a0 Daniel clapped his hands, old enough now to know that occasions like this meant fun and food, while Hannah and Hope fidgeted to get down in order to run through the long grass.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWhere\u2019s Rosie?\u201d Hope asked with wide eyes<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cShe\u2019ll be here soon,\u201d Hester assured her and smiled at Hannah who looked a little irritated \u201cAunty Ann has further to come don\u2019t forget.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Ben put the brake on the wagon and as soon as it had come to a halt Adam dismounted from Sport and went to take Nathaniel from Olivia and then with his free hand assist her to the ground.\u00a0 Sofia clambered down from the tail gate and ran towards Hannah and Hope who were now free from Hesters protective hold on them.<\/p>\n

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\u201cRosie ain\u2019t here yet.\u201d Hannah said a little crossly<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWell, she\u2019ll be here soon.\u00a0 Her Ma\u2019s always late for things.\u201d Sofia replied, grabbing at Hannah\u2019s hand while Hope clung to Hannah\u2019s pinafore.<\/p>\n

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\u201cShe has a long way to come.\u201d Hannah explained in imitation of her mother and then ran alongside Sofia until they came to a really thick patch of grass and wild flowers and decided to spin and turn until they were giddy and would fall over.<\/p>\n

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Reuben reached into the back of the wagon and produced two fishing rods, \u00a0one of which he handed to Adam \u201cC\u2019mon, Pa, lets see how many we can catch before supper.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam smiled, looked at his wife, who nodded approval upon which he shouldered his fishing rod as a soldier would his rifle and strode off towards the river, Ben followed more slowly with Nathaniel in his arms.\u00a0 Reuben looked up at his father\u2019s face and then sighed contentedly, in imitation of Adam he shouldered his fishing rod and headed towards the river.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Hoss watched them go and pushed back his hat, scratched his head \u201cDang it, I knew I\u2019d forgotten something.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWhat was that, dear?\u201d Hester asked as she rummaged among the wicker baskets for a blanket<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cMy fishing rod.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cIt\u2019s in the back here, where you left it from last time.\u201d his wife replied without looking up, and then smiled as she watched him stroll by her minutes later with his fishing rod in his hand and whistling some tune which indicated his pleasure in the moment.<\/p>\n

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Joe assisted his wife down from the wagon and bestowed a kiss upon her cheek, he then took out the wicker basket that Hop Sing had filled with good things and carried it over to where a tree spread out its foliage to provide some shelter.\u00a0 Although it was the fall the day was spectacularly hot, some leaves had already fallen from the tree and as they opened up the blanket upon which to sit so several filtered down and swirled lazily in the air until they had settled upon Joe\u2019s head.\u00a0 Daniel wanted to move, he saw his cousins and gave a shriek of delight and began to run, sturdy little legs propelling him forward until something got in his way and he toppled over.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cJust like his Pa.\u201d Ben said with a smile on his face as he had paused to watch them for a moment, and then continued on his way.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Now there came the sound of another vehicle and the soft swish swish of grasses being flattened by wheels which were bringing Luke and Marcy Dent to join in their gathering. Loud greetings drifted back and forth as Marcy joined the ladies in spreading out a blanket and bringing her basket to be emptied out.\u00a0 Luke kissed his sister on the cheek and then after a nod and grin at Hester and Mary Ann hurried to catch \u00a0up with the men, meeting Joe half way and slowing to a stroll with him.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Food appeared from the baskets and was transferred onto the blankets, all the necessary plates and cups, glasses and forks appeared as well as serviettes and various other pastes and pickles in jars of all shapes and sizes.\u00a0 After a while Hester glanced up towards the track and frowned slightly \u201cI wonder where Candy and Ann could have got to\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAre you sure you told them where we were meeting?\u201d Mary Ann asked gently, \u201cAfter all, the Ponderosa\u2019s a big place.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

They shared smiles at that comment, of course the Ponderosa was a big place, but Candy knew exactly where to come, after all, hadn\u2019t they met here often enough for picnics in the past?<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cDo you think anything could have happened?\u201d Marcy now \u00a0asked, \u201cAfter all she is close to her time..\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Now the smiles vanished to be replaced with concern, they looked at one another and Hester shook her head \u201cWell, what do you think?\u201d she asked no one in particular and, of course, no one answered.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThey\u2019ll come if they can.\u201d Olivia said in her pragmatic manner, \u201cAnd if they can\u2019t then we\u2019ll find out why later.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

They agreed that was a good idea and continued to set out everything upon the blankets, while Hester kept an eye turned every so often to the track, Mary Ann kept vigilance upon her son and Olivia counted out the plates and such to make sure they had enough of everything they needed..<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Reuben stood beside his father, they had cast their lines and then smiled at one another in companionable silence.\u00a0 Hoss had stood there a moment deciding whether to bother or wait until after he \u00a0had eaten, he stood for a while \u00a0beside Ben and watched as Adam and Reuben kept a wary eye on their lines.\u00a0 Joe and Luke appeared, Daniel now safe in his father\u2019s arms although wriggling mightily in an attempt to get down and dirty.\u00a0 Nathaniel, recognising his cousin and playmate, began to bounce up and down in his grandfather\u2019s arms in an attempt to get down onto the ground.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Reubens line jerked taut, he gave an excited yelp and began to gently reel in the line. Ben put Nathaniel on the ground in order to give Reuben some assistance in bringing in the fish or whatever was on the end of the hook.\u00a0 Adam glanced down and then frowned \u201cWouldn\u2019t do that if I were you\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWhat do you mean?\u201d Ben asked a little sharply<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cPut Spike down like that\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWhy not?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cBecause he\u2019ll fall in.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo he won\u2019t.\u201d Ben muttered and put a hand on Reuben\u2019s arm to control the line for the fish was fighting hard to get off the hook.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWell, I reckon he will\u2026\u201d Adam sighed and glanced down to where Nathaniel was covering the ground very quickly in order to explore beyond the grass to where so much water awaited investigation.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Daniel gave a cry of delight and swiftly followed behind his cousin, forgetting he could walk he went down on all fours and crawled along enjoying the grass tickling his nose and chin and laughing happily.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Joe lunged forward and grabbed his son by the ankle while Adam abandoned his fishing rod in order to seize hold of the \u00a0youngest Cartwright who was nearly at water\u2019s edge.\u00a0 Adam was about to say something when Ben yelled \u201cLook at that \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cPa, Pa,\u201d Reuben cried, \u201cCome and see the size of this\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

From higher up Hester clapped her hands \u201cCome and eat \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAw Pa\u2026\u201d Reuben groaned and looked plaintively at his father while he fought – with the help of his grandfather – to land the fish. \u201cI can\u2019t let go of it now\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam looked at the splashing about in the water, the fish was putting up a valiant fight, Hoss came and leaned over, his hands \u00a0on his knees to watch, his eyes fixed to the threshing of the fish and he gave Reuben an encouraging slap on the shoulder, the line jerked upwards, the fish leaped high and Reuben gave a cry of despair as he envisaged the fish to be free at last. Ben leaned and hauled on the line, Adam grabbed at the back of \u00a0Reuben\u2019s shirt and jerked him back and over the line came complete with the fish on the hook.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWow\u201d Hoss exclaimed \u201cWould you look at that\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWell done, son, that\u2019s a real beauty.\u201d Adam nodded while Nathaniel wriggled in his arms to get a better look at this writhing contorting silver creature that was struggling for life in the grass.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Hester clapped her hands again \u201cDon\u2019t any of you want to eat?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Ben dealt with the fish, putting it out of its misery and then spearing a twig through its gills in order for Reuben to carry it aloft to his mother.\u00a0 Nathaniel reached out his hands towards it, grizzling when Adam turned him away from the sight of it.\u00a0 Together they made their way to the picnic area laughing among themselves, Joe with Daniel in his arms while Adam bore Nathaniel in the crook of one arm while he had his other hand resting upon Reuben\u2019s shoulder. The boy looked so proud and happy that Olivia had to turn her head away to stop the tears coming to her eyes but then love has a habit of doing that at times, at unexpected times.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWhat a feast!\u201d Hoss declared and just as he said that there came the sound of a buggy approaching and all turned to see Bridie O\u2019Flannery Martin appear with a smile on her face and, as usual, her bonnet all awry.\u00a0 She pulled the horse up and clambered down, a little breathless.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m so sorry I\u2019m late\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWhere\u2019s Paul?\u201d Mary Ann asked anxiously<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m sorry, Paul has been busy\u2026 babies \u2026\u201d \u00a0she hauled in her breath \u201cAnn – her baby came this morning.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The expected sounds of enquiry, delight, surprise echoed a little before she smiled and nodded \u201cYes, another boy.\u00a0 A good weight too.. They\u2019re calling him Samuel.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cSo Rosie and David won\u2019t be coming then?\u201d Sofia asked with a slight frown on her face.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo, dear, not this time\u2026\u201d Bridie replied, \u201cAnd I am sorry, but I\u2019ve been so busy, I had no time to make a cake.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The groans that followed that comment were really a compliment, at least, Bridie thought so.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Chapter 4<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

It was good to be alive.\u00a0 No doubt everyone who was sprawled upon the grass enjoying the food and the company thought the same but Ben, having plunged into a brown study earlier was finding his spirits so much restored that he found it impossible to believe anyone could be sad or down at heart now.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

He watched the group as they divided into pairs of adults, or one rose to his or her feet to stroll over and sit with another. The children ate, \u00a0and laughed and some cried and wailed and others grabbed at the food and ran away with it in their hands so that father had to get up and chase after them so that they could be made to return to the \u2018table\u2019.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

He sighed, the weather was perfect although clouds were forming as a reminder that the days were shortening and the heat of the sun was diminishing. \u00a0 \u00a0He glanced over at Olivia who was talking to Bridie, \u00a0and with a slight frown realised that there was at least one of the party not fully enjoying herself.\u00a0 There was no doubt that Bridie was worried about something and seeing the gentle way Olivia placed a hand on the other woman\u2019s arm, indicated that something was wrong.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

He got up and joined them, nodding at Olivia and muttering something about Nathaniel wanting his mother at which hint the younger woman smiled and excused herself so that the older couple were left together.\u00a0 Ben settled himself down on the grass beside Bridie, surprised yet again at the fact that it seemed a lot further down this time than last. He sighed and then looked at Bridie thoughtfully \u201cHow\u2019s \u00a0Paul?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She pondered for a while as though she wanted to give the honest answer but was finding it difficult to get the right words.\u00a0 Finally she nodded \u201cVery tired, Ben. \u00a0 He would have come today but I told him to stay home and rest.\u00a0 He has strict orders not to answer the door to any callers or patients and to stay put.\u00a0 I\u2019m worried about him.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAs a nurse or as a wife?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cBoth.\u201d \u00a0she replied and drank a little of the cordial that Olivia had brought over to her. \u201cThese past few months have been very hard on them all.\u00a0 Much harder than we\u2019ve known it for a long time.\u00a0 Dr Schofield was going to leave us, you know, \u00a0he had applied for work in the hospital at Columbus, Ohio but had to turn it down because we just can\u2019t get the doctors here to help out.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWhat about John, \u00a0Paul\u2019s nephew?\u00a0 Would he not come back if he realised how bad things were in town?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo, \u00a0Paul did write to him and tell him, \u00a0he didn\u2019t ask him to come back that would have been unfair to have done so, after all John has a good \u00a0career ahead of him now.\u00a0 As it is, John\u2019s reply was quite definite, he and Barbara are happy where they are, \u00a0his work is everything he had hoped for \u00a0and the children are well settled in schools, \u00a0the baby thriving. \u201c<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cSo what\u2019s \u00a0happened to create all this pressure of work, Bridie? Is it just Paul\u2019s practice that is experiencing this?\u00a0 Is there a new epidemic that we haven\u2019t yet heard about here on the Ponderosa?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She smiled slowly and shook her head before turning to look at him, the kindly dark eyes and anxious look of a generous and caring man, \u00a0but she shook her head again and said that there was no epidemic just that the population had out grown the supply of doctors, \u00a0and also there was an increase in the number of accidents at some of the mining companies.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cSurely they are the responsibility of the Mining Corporation?\u00a0 Haven\u2019t they arranged for their own medical teams to be available at the camps?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYou would have thought so, wouldn\u2019t you?\u00a0 But a number of them take short cuts with the medical staff, \u00a0and from what we can see of the patients with the mines themselves.\u00a0 There are more deaths now than there were five years ago for instance, and many due to negligence on the part of the owners.\u00a0 Equipment isn\u2019t brought up to date, timbers aren\u2019t checked over and renewed\u2026 \u00a0 and of course, with the deaths there are more widows, with the injuries there are more women and children without incomes.\u00a0 It puts a lot of stress on our little clinic in town, \u00a0all the work we do barely scratches the surface.\u201d \u00a0she paused for breath and took another sip of the cordial.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m sorry that my girls haven\u2019t been able to help as they did originally, Bridie\u2026but \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThey have responsibilities of their own, Ben.\u00a0 It\u2019s a long way into town, \u00a0and Mary Ann hasn\u2019t the strongest \u00a0constitution, has she?\u00a0 But it is a worry, \u00a0Mrs Hawkins has been wonderful but she is now getting frail with age and is often too weary to help.\u00a0 I do what I can but I also need to help Paul\u2026 \u00a0 I worry about him, Ben. He isn\u2019t getting any younger.\u201d her voice drifted into a sigh and she turned her head to look into the distance as though the view would be better seen through the unshed tears in her eyes.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Ben swallowed a lump in his throat and looked down at the grass upon which he sat, he pulled a few blades up between his fingers and twirled them around until he threw them into the air and watched them fall.\u00a0 He could remember when Paul Martin had moved into town, claiming to be a bachelor \u2026 dedicating his life to the people of Washoe. \u00a0 It had been years before they had found out he was, in fact, a widower and that his wife and child had died long ago, \u00a0upon which misery he had built his house of faith that he could cure all the ills under the sun out west\u2026 and the first child he had delivered safely into the world had been Little Joseph Francis Cartwright.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHow is Roy?\u201d he asked quietly, after all, to think of Paul Martin led one immediately to consider Roy Coffee who had served as sheriff in Virginia City for so long.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Bridie gave herself a mental shake and turned to Ben with a smile \u201cHe\u2019s improving in health, Ben. \u00a0 He can walk with the aid of a staff, \u00a0not too far, but he is getting stronger.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI\u2019m glad to hear it.\u00a0 Has he recovered from the loss of his sister?\u201d Ben quirked a dark eyebrow.\u00a0 It fascinated Bridie that a man with such white hair could have such black brows, and it made her smile before the smile widened in considering his question.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cRachel?\u00a0 I don\u2019t think Roy considers that his sister leaving Virginia City as any loss.\u00a0 Of course we do miss her at the clinic, she was quite an efficient \u00a0woman, although inclined to annoy and irritate some of the other ladies.\u00a0 No, Roy seems happy enough, he has a house keeper now, a lady who \u00a0comes for a few hours each day and cooks and cleans for him.\u00a0 She is taking very good care of him which is obvious \u00a0by the \u00a0improvement he has made in \u00a0his health.\u201d she paused \u201cHe misses you, Ben.\u00a0 You haven\u2019t been in town for some time now.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI know, and it seems that I\u2019ve been neglecting a lot of things that are going on there.\u00a0 Fact is, Bridie, I\u2019ve been so busy here \u2026 \u201c he frowned and wondered if she would realise it was just an excuse, glanced up at her and was relieved to see that she was watching Adam and Olivia.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cIt\u2019s good to have your son home again, isn\u2019t it?\u201d she said quietly<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYes, and this time not on leave.\u00a0 No fear of him being called away. it\u2019s a relief for all concerned.\u201d he smiled now, eyes softening as he watched Adam pass the infant, Nathaniel to his wife and lean in for a kiss as he did so.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cSo much changes over time, doesn\u2019t it?\u201d Bridie smiled having also seen that tender moment between the younger couple, \u201cI never thought I\u2019d see Olivia so happy. She was suffering so much misery in that big house back in \u2019Frisco, it made my heart bleed for her\u2026 and little Reuben, I thought for sure he was going to turn out just like his Uncle, and not for the better believe me.\u00a0 It makes me so – well – relieved in one sense but contented as well when I see her with Adam. He\u2019s a good man.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

To that comment Ben could only nod and look again at his son and Olvia before returning to listen to Bridie as she continued to speak \u00a0\u201cI have to say that I am truly grateful for the life I have now, \u00a0even though it is so busy that it makes my head spin at times.\u00a0 I\u2019ve been so blessed by being married to Paul, I never thought I would have such pleasure again in my life.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI doubt if Paul had ever thought it so either.\u201d Ben grinned and this time plucked a daisy from the grass, \u00a0\u201cYou\u2019ve made him a very happy man, Bridie.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She smiled down at him, grateful for the compliment unable to put into words just how happy she was with such a dear man. \u00a0\u201cI have to take good care of \u00a0him, Ben.\u00a0 He\u2019s too precious to lose.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHow are Jimmy Chang and Su Ling?\u00a0 They\u2019re still working with Paul and Schofield, aren\u2019t they?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cOh yes, but Su Ling is expecting her second child now, and not as busy as she had been. They work mainly with the Chinese patients \u2026\u201d she paused and shook her head \u201cThe Mining companies employ a lot of Chinese, it\u2019s cheap labour you see?\u00a0 As a result they don\u2019t take out the necessary insurances on them, so save money there.\u00a0 And they don\u2019t seem to care that if they get injured the results are the same as any other man .. Loss of income, \u00a0inability to feed and care for the family, perhaps permanent injury so no more work.\u00a0 It\u2019s a miserable existence for them, Ben.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cDoesn\u2019t anyone try to improve things for them?\u201d \u00a0Ben\u2019s brow creased in deep furrows, \u00a0\u201cI know Rankin is a good employer, and \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThere\u2019s no problem with Rankin, so far as I know.\u00a0 It\u2019s the other mines\u2026\u201d she sighed and then forced a smile \u201cHester is looking rather anxiously over at us, I think it best we changed the subject to one a little happier.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Ben smiled and nodded agreement, but when he tried to think of something to say, his mind went blank.\u00a0 It was Bridie who saved the moment by asking about the house, and when it would be rebuilt, had they plans for it, was it going to change?<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Hester relaxed back and smiled over at Olivia, with a little nod of the head letting the other woman know that Ben and Bridie were alright.\u00a0 Joe and Mary Ann had gone for a stroll, arm in arm with Daniel trotting close behind them with one hand grasping firm hold of his father\u2019s trouser leg.\u00a0 Hoss \u00a0watched them and leaned back against the tree trunk, a smile on his face along with a dreamy expression \u201cShucks, don\u2019t seem five minutes ago when them two were gitting themselves hitched.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cDoesn\u2019t seem more than ten minutes ago that you and I were getting hitched\u2026\u201d Hester laughed as she passed her husband a plate with a slab of fruit cake on it.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Hoss smiled and winked.\u00a0 It seemed to him that he had been married to Hester all of his life, as though when he had been single he had been waiting for her to join him in life.\u00a0 They were one complete whole, \u00a0ten minutes or ten life times and it still wouldn\u2019t have summed up the truth that Hester was his whole world.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The children were playing tag \u2026 Hannah and Sofia in their gingham dresses and white pinafores, close in age but so different in colouring and size.\u00a0 They ran and laughed as Reuben and Hope chased after them.\u00a0 Hope with her thin legs going every which way and Reuben grabbing hold of one girl after the other and cheering as he did so.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam leaned back against the grass bank and folded his arms behind his head.\u00a0 This really was a perfect day, he mused. \u00a0 If he closed his eyes the sound of the children\u2019s laughter and cries were like the caws and cries of the sea birds as the ship edged out of harbour, the swish of the grass in the breeze like the sound of a soft wind drifting through the sails of his ship.\u00a0 He felt Olivia\u2019s hand touch his lips, and slowly opened his eyes to look up into her face, \u00a0she smiled \u201cAre you alright, Adam?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cMore than alright,\u201d he whispered back and groped for her hand, found it and kissed her fingers. \u201cIt\u2019s been a good day, hasn\u2019t it?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cCouldn\u2019t have wished for better \u2026 and fancy Ann having her baby already?\u00a0 I was sorry they couldn\u2019t have joined us, but glad everything was alright for them.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

He murmured agreement, \u00a0babies and such didn\u2019t particularly matter much to him as far as conversation went, \u00a0he closed his eyes again and heard her say something about Paul and how Bridie seemed worried about something in town.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

He raised himself on one elbow and glanced over to where Ben and Bridie were seated together, once again in deep conversation.\u00a0 He frowned slightly and after a moment lowered himself back onto the grass \u201cI\u2019m sure Pa will tell us what it is when we get home later.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cIt makes me feel guilty, I haven\u2019t been into town for some time\u2026\u201d she murmured.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThat\u2019s \u00a0because you\u2019ve been looking after me.\u201d he smiled vaguely, his eyes still closed, \u201cThe sailor home from the sea and all that sort of thing\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAll that sort of thing indeed.\u201d she laughed and leaned over to kiss him.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Excited voices hovered close by \u201cPa. Pa.\u201d \u00a0it was Reuben, \u00a0Adam could sense his nearness from the sudden darkness, a shadow, that separated him from Olivia, he opened his eyes \u201cYes, son?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cIt\u2019s Nathaniel\u2026\u201d Reuben cried and pointed in the direction of the lake to which one determined baby was crawling as fast as he possibly could before any adult could snatch him from exploring the fascinating gleaming gushing stream.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The resulting chaos would probably stand out as the high light of the day as JOe and Hoss from opposite ends of the picnic area both realised they were closer to the errant infant than Adam who was hastily scrambling to his feet. Both men ran towards the baby calling his name aloud so that Nathaniel paused to glance over his shoulder and watch as his uncles ran into each other, clashed with a thud that sent Joe falling backwards into the grass and Hoss staggering slightly at the knees.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

This so amused the baby that he gave way to those endearing chuckles only a baby can give and while so happily watching his uncles organising themselves to continue the chase his father swooped him up and bore him to his mother, giving his brothers a shake of the head as he passed them.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“Livvy, I do think this child has sea water in his veins..” \u00a0Adam declared almost with glee, “He just can’t seem to stay clear of the water, can he?”<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Olivia took safe delivery of the child who was wriggling frantically in order to achieve his goal. She didn’t voice her opinion on her husband’s comment which was, no doubt, the safest option for all concerned.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Chapter 5<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

As so often happens after a pleasantly warm day in the fall, the evenings turn chill and fires need to be lit to warm the big draughty rooms. \u00a0 Children were sent off to their beds and kissed and prayed over, before parents made their way down to take their seats by the fire.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Luke and Marcy had been the first to leave the gathering, there had been promises made by Marcy that were she to be needed she would be there to give her assistance at any time.\u00a0 Hugs and kisses were exchanged before she settled in the buggy beside Luke and they made their way back to the Double D, the furthest distance for any of them to go.\u00a0 They waved their farewells as the wagon wheels whispered through the grasses and they finally faded from view.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Bridie was next to go, brushing crumbs from her skirts and then kissing the ladies and hugging the men, although she did give Ben a peck on the cheek as a thank you for his patience in listening to her earlier.\u00a0 She assured them that she would pass on their love and congratulations to Candy and Ann, \u00a0and that they would be there to visit soon.\u00a0 By the time her buggy had turned the corner to take her to the track towards town Hester and Olivia were already gathering up the picnic blankets, while the men gathered \u00a0up the children which really meant kicking about a ball with the older ones and shouting a lot when anyone of them fell over\u2026usually Joe.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

It had been such a good day, a satisfying family all together kind of day.\u00a0 Ben, Adam and Olivia turned off first to their home and waved as Joe and Mary Ann, with Daniel asleep in Mary Ann\u2019s arms, passed them by, followed by Hoss and Hester and the two girls in their wagon.\u00a0 The track to the old ranch house had to be ignored as the two vehicles made their way to \u2018Joe\u2019s \u2018.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

As Olivia turned up the flame in the lamp she smiled over at Cheng Ho Lee who brought in some coffee fixings and set the tray down on the little low table close to her chair.\u00a0 Then she sat down \u00a0with her work basket at her feet and began to sort out what was the most necessary item to be darned.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Ben took his seat and stretched out his legs, then sat upright to fumble around for his pipe, tobacco and matches, while Adam took his chair opposite his wife and sat down to observe the flames, his wife, and then his father \u2026 \u201cYou and Bridie were in deep conversation for a while this afternoon, Pa.\u00a0 Anything wrong?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cShould there be?\u201d Ben asked as he struck a match and concentrated on attending to his pipe.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHopefully not,\u201d Adam sighed and folded his arms behind his head, observed his wife and smiled at her, then winked at her as she returned his smile with one of her own.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cShe\u2019s worried about Paul.\u201d Ben flicked out the flame on the match and tossed it into the fire. \u00a0\u201cHe\u2019s got too heavy a work load.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cPaul\u2019s always had a heavy work load, he\u2019s that kind of doctor\u2026 but surely Schofield and Jimmy pull their weight?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThey do, in fact Schofield was going to leave but due to the amount of work here decided he was more needed in Virginia City. \u201c \u00a0Ben puffed on his pipe and narrowed his eyes before mentioning to Olivia that a cup of coffee would be good, \u00a0which brought a smile from her as she put down her darning and attended to making them all some thing hot to drink.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI don\u2019t understand the problem, \u00a0there are hospitals in town\u2026 and other practises other than Paul\u2019s \u2026 \u201c Adam paused and smiled at his wife as she handed him his cup, \u00a0and then glanced over at his father.\u00a0 He wondered if the old pirate was enjoying stringing this conversation out for as long as possible, \u00a0another one of his ways of making the point that things had changed while he, Adam, had been away on his sea faring jaunts.<\/p>\n

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Ben puffed at his pipe, then set it down \u00a0to take his coffee from Olivia, he sipped it \u201cYou have to remember that \u00a0Virginia City and Gold Hill is a highly urbanized industrial area, not the ramshackle place it was a few decades ago\u2026\u201d \u00a0he sipped more coffee and concentrated on gathering his facts, gleaned from a newspaper account some time back. \u00a0\u201cThe population combined together comes to about 25,ooo \u00a0\u2026 that is one half of the whole number of voters in the State of Nevada*.\u201d he glanced over at Adam who nodded and looked impressed, as Ben had hoped he would be, \u00a0of course. He cleared his throat \u201cYou know, that when we had that fire in \u201975 we were left with nearly 10,000 homeless *\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cBut they were rehoused, better housed, afterwards.\u201d Adam said quickly just in case his father thought he wasn\u2019t paying attention.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThat\u2019s right, thanks to the economy which was, \u00a0and still is booming. \u00a0 \u00a0That fire swept through the city, cost ten million dollars worth of damage to property, including all the mining works on the surface, logs, machinery* \u00a0suffice to say the Ponderosa did quite well in the rebuilding that took place.\u00a0 On top of which there was the system of reservoirs and hydrants set up, cost over $2,000,000 \u2026 \u201c<\/p>\n

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Adam sighed, hid a yawn, and emptied his cup \u201c know all that, Pa, but what has it to do with Bridie and Paul?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cBecause all this re-building, this progress and modernisation caused more people to swarm here, still wanting to make their bonanza \u2026 while there\u2019s still gold and silver to be found.\u201d \u00a0Ben frowned, \u201cMore people, more mines \u00a0\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cAnd so?\u201d Adam prompted as he got to his feet to go to the table and pour out more coffee.\u00a0 He sat back down and looked over at Ben who was puffing at his pipe thoughtfully<\/p>\n

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\u201cWell, some legislation was put through to make sure that the bigger mining corporations like the Gould and Curry outfit for example, took out insurance to protect their workers, even the provision of a medical staff.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cMmm, \u00a0I see.\u201d Adam bowed his head and sipped some coffee, \u201cNot all of them are applying the legislation, is that it?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cThat\u2019s it\u2026 some of the mines were repaired but not to an acceptable standard, some were jerry built back into workable condition.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYou know this as a fact?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI do.\u201d \u00a0Ben frowned, \u201cYou haven\u2019t been down any mines recently have you, son?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam gave a slight grimace, a downturn of the mouth and shook his head \u201cNope.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWell, \u00a0our mines are kept to a proper standard and we care for our own, but they\u2019re small fry compared to some of the bigger mining corporations.\u00a0 Some want to make sure they get every ounce of gold out of the earth before it all disappears.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cAnd is that likely, Pa?\u201d Olivia asked, her needle poised in mid-air as she looked over at him with a slight concern on her face.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cOh yes, long term forecasts indicate that by the \u201890\u2019s the mines will stop yielding as much. \u201c<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam nodded and sighed, looked up at the ceiling and yawned, \u201cYes, but Paul ..?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cThe hospitals and medical practises in town are inadequate, \u00a0there are just not enough doctors available in the whole of the city to handle the demand put upon them. \u00a0 Fact is, some mines as a result of their side stepping the legislation are causing more injuries, more deaths \u2026 increasing the work load on doctors like Paul, \u00a0and the burden of care upon the shoulders of the community as more widows and their families require help.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cHas there been a real bad increase in those numbers, Pa?\u00a0 Is that what is worrying Bridie?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cApparently it\u2019s worrying them all. Paul even wrote to young John and hinted at help being needed here, but John is too well settled in Albany, comfortable I should think.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The implied criticism was obvious but neither Adam or Olivia commented on it, every man had a right to live according to their consciences after all.\u00a0 They both accepted that in Albany John\u2019s qualities as a doctor were every bit as valued and necessary as Paul\u2019s were in Virginia City.\u00a0 Ben picked up his pipe and began puffing it back to life again, \u201cPaul should have retired by now.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam sighed and said nothing to that comment, \u00a0after all, Paul Martin was only five years older than Ben.\u00a0 His thoughts moved on to Roy Coffee , who had actually managed to retire and nearly got himself killed as a result \u201cDid Bridie mention Roy at all?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYes, he\u2019s improving well, getting about \u2026\u201d Ben\u2019s voice drifted as he stared into the flames of the fire, and he frowned \u201cWho would have thought it \u2026\u201d he paused and then looked over at Adam \u201cRemember Liam McGarthy?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYes, \u00a0he owned the .. Let me think \u2026 the Bucksburn Mining Company \u2026 and had his finger in several others if I recall rightly.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYou do.\u201d Ben nodded, \u00a0a smoke ring floated ceiling wards<\/p>\n

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\u201cBut he was hanged for the murder of Caleb Shannon, wasn\u2019t he?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHe was.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThen what has he to do with anything?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHis brother, Patrick McGarthy came and took over the management of the Bucksburn Mining Company.\u00a0 He\u2019s kept a low profile, I\u2019ll give him that, but apparently it\u2019s \u00a0his business that is creating the most difficulties\u2026 he hires cheap labour, mostly Chinese \u2026 there have been several minor cave ins which have caused some deaths, some injuries\u2026 and widows and orphans as a result.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWho else is involved?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cOh the usual hanger ons with the McGarthy\u2019s, they\u2019re all hand in glove\u2026 Jackson of the Diamond Jack Mining Co; \u00a0Isaac Henderson – his son took over the Forked Pine mine, you know, Jacob, a shyster if ever there was one.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWhat about Richardson ..he ran the Pyramid Lake Mine, didn\u2019t he?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYes, still does, since that time with Shannon, and when they tried to ruin us here on the Ponderosa Richardson has kept things well above board.\u00a0 He had a contract for \u00a0some of our pine to build up the Pyramid.\u201d \u00a0he sighed and stood up, stretched, and shrugged \u201cI guess there isn\u2019t really much we can do to help, is there?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNot really, \u00a0send Reuben and Nathaniel to medical school I suppose, but the town would have to wait for them to mature before they were any help.\u201d Adam grinned and Ben shook his head but without a smile on his face, his dark eyes were sombre.<\/p>\n

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\u201cI\u2019ve tried to avoid any involvement with McGarthy and his friends since the last time, \u00a0it\u2019s just a worry at the back of one\u2019s mind, you know?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam nodded and watched as his father tapped out the smouldering tobacco into the fire, \u00a0put out his pipe on the rack and then bade them good night. He kissed Olivia on the head and she kissed him on the cheek and then he turned his way to the stairs, paused \u201cWhen does Henry start on the house?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI\u2019ll go into town tomorrow and arrange that, Pa.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cGood.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

On that note Ben made \u00a0his way \u00a0upstairs to his room.\u00a0 For a while Olivia said nothing but concentrated on her darning, she glanced over at her husband who was silent and staring into the flames \u201cWhat will you do?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAbout what?\u201d \u00a0Adam replied without moving his eyes from the fire<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cOh about your Pa, and these mining people.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam shrugged \u201cI don\u2019t think it\u2019s our problem.\u00a0 As Pa said, I\u2019ve not been in a mine for a long time\u2026\u201d he heaved a sigh and shook his head as though to shake away that ghost from his past \u201cand I sold all my shares and dealings in any mines I had some years back.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cTo buy off the mortgage on the Ponderosa?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

He nodded, \u00a0then stroked his chin \u201cIt would be a great loss to the town if Paul ..well, if anything happened to Paul.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She said nothing to that but watched as he rose to his feet and settled the fire down for the night, smiled over at her \u2026<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Chapter 6<\/p>\n

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Shadows shifted over the ceiling of the bedroom in which Hoss and Hester Cartwright were sleeping, or rather, were supposed to be sleeping.\u00a0 Hoss lay with his arms folded beneath his head staring \u00a0up at the shadows and Hester was quiet as she tried to get to sleep beside him.\u00a0 The silence became uncomfortable so that Hoss , after a bit of tugging at the bed covers, rolled onto his side and whispered \u201cHester?\u201d so loudly in his beloved\u2019s ear that if she had been asleep she certainly wouldn\u2019t have been after his summons.<\/p>\n

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She sighed and turned onto her back \u201cWhat\u2019s the matter?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAre you awake?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cOf course I\u2019m awake, I wouldn\u2019t have answered you if I\u2019d still been asleep.\u201d she shivered, \u00a0and pulled some of the bed covers back over her shoulders \u201cWhat\u2019s wrong?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cDon\u2019t\u2019cha ever git to wishing you were back home?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYou mean \u2026 at the old house?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYeah, dang it, yeah, the old house.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She sighed again, longer this time and turned her face to him, \u00a0\u201cYou miss it, don\u2019t you?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI sure do.\u00a0 I had an almighty strong urge to drive down that track this afternoon after the picnic, jest seemed it weren\u2019t right to be going past home like we did\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWell, just for now it isn\u2019t home.\u00a0 We have to be grateful for what we have, for being here with Joe and Mary Ann.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYeah, I know thet, but -\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cBut?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWal, \u00a0it ain\u2019t home, is it?\u201d<\/p>\n

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She didn\u2019t reply, what was the point after all?\u00a0 She raised a hand and stroked his cheek, rough stubble touched her fingers but he kissed them as they drifted past his mouth. \u201cI heard Adam telling Joe that he was going to organise something with Henry tomorrow. \u201c<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYou reckon Joe is as fed up with us being here as we are \u2026\u201d Hoss whispered with a slight touch of shame in the words.<\/p>\n

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\u201cI don\u2019t think Joe is fed up with us, \u00a0Hoss.\u00a0 I think your Pa wants to \u00a0be back home again, \u00a0like you, he\u2019s home sick.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cIs that what it is?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYes, of course it is.\u00a0 Your Pa loved that house, all that work he put into it\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYeah, he sure did. I remember how he spent hours on his hands and knees making sure that floor in the big room was as smooth as silk.\u00a0 Don\u2019t suppose Henry would even think of doing that ..\u201d he paused a second, and then whispered \u201cIt\u2019s not just that though, honey.\u00a0 My Pa \u2026 and me \u2026we got memories to that house, all the love, the fun we had, and the sadnesses \u2026 it all belongs to that house.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Hester sighed and moved to rest her head upon his shoulder, \u00a0\u201cI know, I understand all that, darling. \u201c \u00a0she smiled \u201cI suppose \u00a0we can\u2019t expect \u00a0your Pa to be getting down on his hands and knees smoothing out the planks on the floor this time though, not at his age.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cShucks, \u00a0sure hate admitting the fact that Pa is getting old.\u201d he sighed heavily and shook his head, \u201cDo you reckon he\u2019s – well – showing his age?\u201d<\/p>\n

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She took a while to answer, not because she couldn\u2019t find the right words but because she wanted to \u00a0think about Ben, imagine his face and bearing then she said \u201cI think he\u2019s a very handsome man, Hoss. \u00a0 He looks a good deal younger than his age, whatever it happens to be.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Hoss \u00a0nodded, she could feel the movement of the pillow close to her own head and smiled slowly.\u00a0 It was true, after all.\u00a0 Compared to some men of the same age, Ben was remarkably handsome and bore himself well, it was only those nearest and dearest who noticed the slowing down, \u00a0the complaints of aching limbs and possible lumbago.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

For a few moments they were quiet, Hoss began to settle himself back to sleep when Hester whispered \u201cHoss?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWhat is it?\u201d came the prompt reply, and Hoss turned his face to look into the shadows on the pillow that played over her features.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHoss, I was thinking\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAbout Pa?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo, not him..\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAbout the house?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo, no, not about that \u2026I was thinking about our little girl, our Hope.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Hoss felt something tingle down his spine, he swallowed a lump in his throat \u201cWhy?\u00a0 I mean, what about her?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI was watching the children today as they ran around \u2026 \u201c she paused and scrunched up her eyes, perhaps it would be better if she said nothing but now he nudged her so she had to carry on, she gathered up the words \u201cI think there\u2019s something wrong with her.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Hoss said nothing , perhaps for too long because her voice had a hint of sharpness to it when she called his name, \u00a0he cleared his throat \u201cWhat makes you say that, sweetheart?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cShe\u2019s so small compared to the other children.\u00a0 She looks \u2026\u201d \u00a0she heaved in a breath and slowly whispered \u201cshe looks so frail.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo, she don\u2019t.\u201d Hoss replied immediately, \u201cShe\u2019s fine.\u00a0 Shucks, Hester, she\u2019s as pretty as all gone out.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Hester smiled slowly and blinked her eyes to stop tears forming, \u201cYes, she is pretty.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cLook, you get those notions out of your head, you hear?\u00a0 Ain\u2019t nothing wrong with our little girl.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cBut she doesn\u2019t eat hearty, like the other children. Even little Nathaniel eats more than her, I noticed at the picnic today, she just picked at her food and when she was running around she couldn\u2019t keep up with them, and she\u2019s so slightly built, \u00a0Daniel looks so big compared to her and he\u2019s only \u00a0about five months older.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Hoss mentally ticked things off the list she had compiled and then squeezed her hand, \u201cLook, you know how Mary Ann\u2019s always saying Daniel should have been our boy the way he loves his food so much, ain\u2019t that right?\u201d \u00a0he could feel her nodding and then concentrated on what else to say \u201cAnd when Joe was a sprout like Hope, folk used to say \u2018He ain\u2019t nothing like old Hoss, is he?\u2019 \u00a0because he was so small and skinny.\u00a0 Its just that she takes after her Uncle Joe, is all. \u00a0 You don\u2019t need to fret so, \u00a0honey bunch, \u00a0our little girl is just fine.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cDo you think so?\u201d she whispered and grabbed at one of his hands.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI know so.\u201d \u00a0he smiled slowly \u201cShucks, her eyes are as blue as periwinkles.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHave you ever seen a periwinkle?\u201d she whispered and nestled into his body the way he liked her to.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo, but I remember reading it once about a girl with blue eyes.\u00a0 Won\u2019t be long, Hester, before we\u2019ll be gitting men knocking on our door coming a-courting her..and our Hannah.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She didn\u2019t answer and for a moment his heart faltered, surely she hadn\u2019t found something wrong with Hope, that would just about totally unman him if she had \u2026 but her soft breathing indicated that she had finally fallen asleep, \u00a0having emptied her mind of her worries to her husband who now lay there staring up at the shadows and wondering what it was she had seen that caused her so much anxiety about their little girl.<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n

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In their room Joe and Mary Ann lay with arms entwined, \u00a0their foreheads touching and soft breath mingling. \u00a0 They had whispered about the day, about the food, about other sundry things and then slipped into a tender love making until they had fallen to sleep, one of his hands in the small of her back, while one of hers lay gently upon his chest.<\/p>\n

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Outside the chill of the night spread over the land, and when dawn rose it was to find the sun had fled behind clouds which was shedding gentle rain upon the Ponderosa.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Chapter 7<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Dan De Quille,* Editor of the Territorial Enterprise, struck a match and lit his cigar, cupping his hands around the flame as he did so. \u00a0 Having succeeded in this task he strolled over to the door of his printing shop and leaned against the frame in order to survey the town and all that was taking place at that time in the morning.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

He inhaled the rich tobacco and then slowly let the smoke drift from his nostrils as he watched Amanda Ridley step out of the door of her latest acquisition and begin to inspect the window display.\u00a0 Dan smiled slowly and remembered how not so long ago Miss Ridley was in a desperate situation emotionally and financially but after calling upon the services of Ben and Adam Cartwright had suddenly found herself a millionairess.\u00a0 Rumour had it that the Cartwrights had located an old document that had belonged to Miss Ridleys\u2019 father , bestowing \u00a0upon her shares in a mine that had suddenly revealed a bonanza.\u00a0 It had seemed an irony really as had she discovered it earlier \u00a0it would have been squandered and gambled away like everything else that she had owned.<\/p>\n

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He tapped ash onto the ground and frowned as he acknowledged the fact that she had kept hold of the livery stables even though she had been on the brink of losing them.\u00a0 Now here she was the proud owner of a thriving Ladies Dress establishment, a flourishing General Store and the livery stable.\u00a0 Dan glanced to the left to view the General Store and nodded to himself\u2026 \u00a0it had started out , so he had been told, \u00a0under the ownership of \u00a0a William Cass and some incident that involved Adam Cartwright and some gunslinger had seen him sell it off to \u00a0a man called Campbell, not that he had lasted long, seeing how he got himself shot.<\/p>\n

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De Quille frowned and puffed on the cigar, \u00a0there had been talk that the Cartwrights had been involved in that affair as well. \u00a0 Was it before Roy Coffee became sheriff?\u00a0 It was certainly before he, himself, had arrived in town because it was in the hands of a man called Hammond then and of course, as everyone found out recently, his son, Jack, \u00a0had turned out to be rather a miserable man.\u00a0 That was, really, how Amanda had managed to get her hands on the store.\u00a0 If ever there was proof of the old saying \u2019Revenge is sweet\u2019 Amanda was the epitome of it \u2026yes, Dan nodded, it didn\u2019t pay to get on the wrong side of Miss Ridley.<\/p>\n

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He watched as she bustled about her business and when she glanced over her shoulder and noticed him he gave her a bow, \u00a0and a smile. \u00a0 Well, she was a prettier sight to look at than the previous owners Mr and Mrs Downing, and their precocious brat of a son.\u00a0 He sucked at his teeth and frowned, funny how the Cartwrights had been involved in that business as well.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

He was about to re-enter his premises when he noticed four horsemen walking their horses down C Street. \u00a0 \u00a0With an inward smile he mused upon the irony that when one thought about someone, \u00a0they were sure to appear and lo, here were the four \u00a0Cartwrights riding into town as large as life.\u00a0 He noticed that a four seater buggy was \u00a0following along behind, and as he watched Adam Cartwright slowed \u00a0his horse in order to converse with one of the occupants before turning his horse to go in another direction from the others.<\/p>\n

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Interesting!\u00a0 Dan de Quille would have given his eye teeth to have been able to follow the lone rider.\u00a0 He followed him with his eyes and noted that he took the route towards the more industrialised part of town.\u00a0 Having satisfied himself on that score he now resumed his observations of the women in the buggy and the three other Cartwrights.<\/p>\n

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Once again he tapped ash from the cigar, \u00a0heedless of the little pile gathering at his feet. \u00a0 He watched as Ben and Joe \u00a0rode to the sheriff\u2019s office and dismounted there before pushing open the door and disappearing into the dark interior.\u00a0 Hoss rode alongside the buggy, \u00a0almost close enough to reach out and put a hand on his wife\u2019s arm had he a wish to do so.<\/p>\n

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Now, what would they be doing in town \u00a0this particular morning, Daniel mused.\u00a0 He narrowed his eyes to see more clearly through the smoke \u00a0all his puffing had created from the cigar.\u00a0 Oh of course, \u00a0the sheriff\u2019s wife had given birth to a son the previous day and the family were coming to visit.\u00a0 He nodded, of course, strictly speaking there was only one member of the Cartwrights who could claim a relationship with Mrs Canady and that was Mrs Hester Cartwright. \u00a0 He tossed the half smoked half chewed cigar into the dust and folded his arms across his chest to watch.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Hester Cartwright intrigued him and had done ever since he had first met her. She called herself Hester Verlaine then, although strictly speaking she was as much a Buchanan as Mrs Ann Canady.\u00a0 Being a good newspaper investigator Daniel had spent little time thinking about the why\u2019s and wherefore\u2019s and with no respect for the persons\u2019 individual privacy decided to unravel the mystery, if only to satisfy himself.<\/p>\n

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It hadn\u2019t been so difficult really, the Buchanan\u2019s were proud and rich, as one would expect from founders of the largest Banking organisation in New York.\u00a0 They \u00a0supported Lincoln and the North during the war between States and Hester had found herself \u00a0married to a man who had supported \u2019the other side\u2019. \u00a0 But even that didn\u2019t fully explain about Hester\u2019s choice of surname when she had arrived in town, \u00a0 because Mark James was not surnamed Verlaine, he was Mark James Porter and a newspaper journalist to boot. \u00a0 Perhaps the main reason for the change in name had been due to the treatment she had received from the Buchanans when she had turned to them for help, a widow, \u00a0and impoverished.\u00a0 A woman who was an embarrassment to the influential Banking dynasty, just as her cousin Ann had been by marrying one William Canady, better known as to them all by his soubriquet of Candy.<\/p>\n

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No wonder she had chosen to call herself by her grandfather\u2019s name when she had got free from New York and the Buchanan clutches, \u00a0well, De Quille nodded to himself, she had done well, for \u00a0she was \u00a0now married to Hoss Cartwright \u00a0and was part of a different kind of dynasty altogether.<\/p>\n

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He was about to leave his chosen observation post when he noticed that Olivia Cartwright was walking in the opposite direction to Hester and Mary Ann, each of them bearing a small child in her arms.\u00a0 He watched as Olivia, with the infant Nathaniel, made her way to the Womans Care Hospice.\u00a0 That, Daniel told himself, made sense, Olivia had strong ties with the woman who had married Paul Martin.\u00a0 No doubt gone to \u00a0offer her services for the day.<\/p>\n

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As expected Hester had now entered the home of Ann Canady followed by \u00a0Mary Ann.\u00a0 As he returned to his desk and sat down \u00a0Daniel thought a little more about Mary Ann Cartwright and realised that her story had been the most uncomplicated one of the three of them.\u00a0 A sweet good natured woman who had had the good sense and fortune to meet Joseph Cartwright when he was at his most vulnerable \u00a0and married him.\u00a0 All well and good\u2026 \u00a0he pulled out a drawer from his desk and took out a note book.<\/p>\n

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Now, Mrs Olivia Cartwright .. That had been interesting, \u00a0a woman who had actually been married into the von Richter family of San Francisco.\u00a0 Dan felt that the \u2019Von\u2019 was hardly well deserved by the wretched man who had founded his very prosperous \u00a0business on lies, \u00a0corruption and brutality.\u00a0 Olivia, \u00a0maiden name of Dent, had married Robert Phillips, grandson of the \u2019Von\u2019 Richter who had chosen to break free from the family and been a model citizen. \u00a0 Of course, \u00a0there had been that fascinating story of how, during her childhood, \u00a0she, her mother and brothers had been snatched from home by Bannock Indians\u2026 \u00a0 oddly enough the Cartwrights, or rather, Ben Cartwright, had been part of the adventure which rescued them, not that that had done him any favours with old Ephraim Dent, it hadn\u2019t.<\/p>\n

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As Daniel de Quille flicked through the pages of his note book and cast his eyes over the scribblings there he wondered if anyone would ever believe such a story that he could have written ..\u00a0 The impact of one family upon so many; the entanglements of hierarchies, the heart aches involved and the strength of character in two women who had broken free, no, three women, he didn\u2019t want to forget how Ann Buchanan had gone against the formidable social climate of her day to search for, and find, her husband. \u00a0 \u00a0He smiled as he looked over his notes, gleaned from \u00a0months of personal research on his part\u2026 \u00a0Ann Buchanan had been married to Candy by a local judge, \u00a0while Candy had still been serving in the army and recently returned from a dangerous mission \u00a0Her father had immediately separated them, forced an annulment,<\/p>\n

and got her wedded to another before the ink was dry on the annulment papers.\u00a0 Not that the marriage had lasted long as Captain Harris had been killed while on duty\u2026such was the fate of a military man when there was a war on. \u00a0 \u00a0Upon finding herself a widow Ann \u00a0had promptly \u00a0shaken off her family ties and gone in search of her true love .. And thankfully, found him.<\/p>\n

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In a way it was no surprise that Ann had been so determined to find her true love, they \u00a0had known each other from childhood when their lives had brought them together due to various adversities on Candy\u2019s side. \u00a0 Mrs Ann Harris, as she was then titled, shook off her father\u2019s objections, reminded him that she was now a woman, \u00a0and a widow, \u00a0and could make her own decisions.<\/p>\n

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He closed \u00a0the book slowly and leaned back in \u00a0his chair\u2026 perhaps one day it could all be revealed, along with the adventures of a seaman who had served his President well, gained several medals and commendations, and lost a lot of blood and skin along the way.<\/p>\n

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Life, Daniel de Quille sighed, life was out there under his very eyes and within his grasp.\u00a0 He, just a bystander, ready to pick up the threads and weave them into tales of mystery and adventure.\u00a0 He searched his pockets for another cigar and his matches, and stared thoughtfully out of the far window as the people who populated the town, \u00a0crowded into his mind. \u00a0 What, he wondered, would happen next?<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n

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Adam Cartwright dismounted outside Henrys workshop and made his way inside where the smell of wood shavings and various different types of wood immediately greeted him.\u00a0 He half closed his eyes to savour the smell before making his way towards the man now approaching him.<\/p>\n

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\u201cMorning, \u00a0Adam.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cHenry\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cCome to see if I\u2019ve done any work yet?\u201d Henry grinned and glanced over his shoulder where several men in his employ were carefully sanding down \u00a0steps to a stair case that was obviously under construction.<\/p>\n

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\u201cCame to confirm when \u00a0you can start on the house, Henry. Pa\u2019s fairly chomping on the bit to get moved back in.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI can imagine.\u00a0 He was nosing around the other day when we were measuring up for the windows.\u00a0 As you can see -\u201d he gestured towards the stairs \u201cwe\u2019ve got that almost finished now.\u00a0 All we needed was the go ahead from you. \u00a0 Is the wood ready for us?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cEverything\u2019s ready for you.\u00a0 I sent instructions to McManus to get the wood to the Ponderosa by today at the latest.\u201d \u00a0he ran his hand over the smooth edge of some \u00a0wood carvings, he could tell the wood was mahogany and was being prepared for some furniture.\u00a0 The carvings, of leaves and rose petals, was exquisite.\u00a0 He had to admit that Henry employed some extremely skilled men.<\/p>\n

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\u201cI\u2019ve a new man, \u00a0he\u2019s Polish, good with his hands\u2026\u201d Henry said noticing the interest with a smile, \u201cYou like it?\u00a0 It\u2019ll be expensive.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cPerhaps.\u00a0 I want the house finished first.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWe can start tomorrow, first thing\u2026\u201d Henry extracted a pencil from behind his ear where it was usually located, and jotted down some notes on a piece of paper, \u201cI\u2019ll have a full crew and \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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The crash of a door opening \u00a0and falling back on itself interrupted the conversation and both men \u00a0turned round to observe the cause of it. \u00a0 Henry grunted beneath his breath, obviously the newcomer was far from welcome and Adam noted how the man steeled himself for the dialogue to come.<\/p>\n

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The newcomer was a big man with a florid complexion that seemed to fit well with the sandy coloured hair and moustaches.\u00a0 His eyes were light blue and as hard as icicle chips.\u00a0 He glanced at Adam as though the man was a mere insect there to be crushed beneath his boot, \u00a0and then he looked at Henry.<\/p>\n

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\u201cYou got my order ready yet?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNo, Mr McGarthy, \u00a0I haven\u2019t.\u00a0 Fact is\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWhat do you mean ?\u201d \u00a0the voice was hard, expressionless and cold, \u201cHow come my order isn\u2019t ready?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cThere\u2019s quite a lot to do, \u00a0Mr McGarthy, and as it happens I have other orders to fill before yours can be considered.\u00a0 If you could but wait\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWait?\u00a0 I\u2019ve waited, \u00a0Mister, for several weeks now. \u00a0 I aint going to wait any longer, you make sure my order is ready, delivered and fitted by the end of this week or you\u2019ll find yourself looking for new premises.\u201d<\/p>\n

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A finger jabbed into Henry\u2019s chest, not just once, \u00a0several times.\u00a0 Adam glanced from Henry to McGarthy \u201cIt may be a good idea\u2026\u201d he began to say when McGarthy turned his pale gaze upon him<\/p>\n

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\u201cIt may be a good idea if you minded your own business, Mr whoever you are\u2026\u201d McGarthy scowled, narrowed his eyes \u201cHu,h, yes, one of the Cartwright boys, ain\u2019t\u2019cha? \u00a0 You the one just back from the sea?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI\u2019m Adam Cartwright, yes.\u201d Adam replied slowly, his eyes turning to Henry and then back to McGarthy.\u00a0 He was surprised at how alike to his brother, Liam McGarthy, this man was, not just in looks either.\u00a0 He raised his eyebrows \u201cAs I was about to say\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWhatever it is I ain\u2019t interested. \u201c \u00a0McGarthy replied and then turned back to Henry \u201cYou heard what I said .. I want that order sorted out, forget whatever you have to do for anyone else, including the Cartwrights, and get yourself to my place. Understood?\u201d<\/p>\n

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He didn\u2019t\u2019 wait for \u00a0an answer but turned on his heel and stormed out of the building. Henry and Adam watched as the door slammed shut.\u00a0 The workmen, who had stopped in their work, now resumed their employment.\u00a0 Adam shook his head \u201cHot tempered.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYep, and foul mouthed and everything else you can think of.\u201d Henry frowned, \u201cBut he\u2019ll just have to wait, that\u2019s all.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cIs it for \u00a0his mines?\u00a0 I heard he was having some trouble with them \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cHis mines?\u201d Henry gave a hoot of a laugh, \u201cHe don\u2019t care a darn about his mines or his miners. \u00a0 Any old bit of wood will do for joists in them \u2026 no, he wants an extension built onto the McGarthy family home.\u00a0 Seems his brother Liam didn\u2019t build it big enough.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam nodded slowly, \u00a0his eyes flicked from Henry to the wood in the big barn, the place was stacked with it, \u00a0not just Ponderosa Pine, but the best mahogany, rosewood, \u00a0maple .. \u201cWhat did he mean by your having to look for new surroundings?\u00a0 Does he rent the building out to you?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNo.\u201d Henry shook his head \u201cThis is my own place, \u00a0I bought the Lot years back and built this workshop on it \u00a0with my bare hands. \u00a0 No, his threat is more \u2026 well \u2026 it goes deeper than that.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cDo you think that perhaps you should start work on his place, Henry?\u00a0 Because if I read the man right, \u00a0you could find yourself seeing all this go up in smoke.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Henry grinned but not with mirth, he tugged at his ear \u201cYeah, guess you read the man right, that\u2019s just the kind of thing that would happen too\u2026 a little accident like what happened to the Ponderosa recently. \u201c<\/p>\n

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Adam frowned, nodded and placed a hand on the other mans arm \u201cLet\u2019s do a compromise then, try and keep him happy, and my Pa as well\u2026 why not send half your men to his place, and half to the Ponderosa.\u00a0 My brothers and I will roll up our sleeves and get down to work along with you\u2026how about it?\u00a0 I\u2019d hate you to lose this, Henry.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Henry sighed deeply and glanced around him \u201cI hate to give in to bullies, Adam.\u00a0 Seems that I may have to this time round.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWell, as I said, it\u2019s just a compromise \u2026 let\u2019s wait and see how it works out, huh?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Henry could do nothing more but nod in agreement, something in his gut told him that it might not work out as he and Adam hoped, \u00a0but then he knew McGarthy better than Adam did, and McGarthy didn\u2019t usually settle for compromises.<\/p>\n

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Chapter 8<\/p>\n

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Whenever Ben stepped into the offices of the recently appointed Sheriff he wondered if he had come into the right place. \u00a0 The difference in \u00a0the office reflected the differing personalities of the previous sheriff to the one now installed behind the big desk and beaming a bright smile at his two \u00a0visitors.<\/p>\n

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\u201cCome to report on some trouble, Ben? Joe?\u201d Candy asked as he half rose from his seat to extend a hand to the two men. \u00a0 He sat down again once it had been vigorously shaken by them both and congratulations on the birth of Samuel Canady given. \u00a0\u201cWhat\u2019s wrong?\u00a0 Nothing serious, is there?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWho said there was anything wrong?\u201d Joe quipped as he pulled out a chair and sat down, \u00a0grinning a little over at his old friend.<\/p>\n

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\u201cWell, the fact that you\u2019re here, and sitting down which indicates that you want to talk about something other than the birth of my new son\u2026and I know the way Ben looks as to whether or not I should be concerned about trouble.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Ben gave a low chuckle and set his hat down upon the desk which he crossed one leg over the other, \u201cWell, \u00a0I didn\u2019t know I was so transparent\u2026\u201d \u00a0he grinned and the dark eyes twinkled as he caught the glance and smile that passed between the two younger men, \u201cI shall have to \u00a0be more careful in future.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Candy\u2019s grin widened \u201cI presume you\u2019d both like some coffee to cut the dust?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Both nodded, another difference about Roy and Candy being sheriff was that now there was decent coffee to be had, whereas Roy\u2019s was like warm mud the drink Candy poured was something to relish.\u00a0 Neither of them spoke a word as they watched him pour the steaming liquid into the mugs and bring them to the table, he resumed his seat, pulled the cup towards him and raised his eyebrows \u201cSo?\u00a0 What\u2019s happened?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI don\u2019t know, Candy.\u00a0 Hopefully nothing too major.\u00a0 I\u2019m actually just going to voice my concerns about something that came to my ears recently and that I\u2019m hoping you are aware of and dealing with \u2026\u201d he paused and drank some of the coffee before looking up at the sheriff who was watching him carefully.<\/p>\n

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Joe coughed, cleared his throat before speaking \u201cMcGarthy \u2026 had any trouble with him or \u00a0his men recently?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Candy \u00a0drew himself up straight and raised his chin, stared at the filing cabinets across the room from him and frowned \u201cMcGarthy\u2026 Bucksburn Mines \u2026yes, I know him.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cThere\u2019s been a lot of accidents there recently, I believe.\u201d Ben murmured and peered over the rim of his mug at the younger man \u201cSome deaths that could have been prevented.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cThese things happen, Ben.\u00a0 Even the best organised mines in Washoe are reporting accidents.. And some deaths\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWell,\u201d Ben scratched along his jaw slowly \u201cit seems that McGarthy is hiring cheap Chinese labour \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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Candy shrugged \u201cSounds like good economics to me\u2026 cheap labour means a higher profit margin. Even you would hire a man who was willing to work for less if you found one.\u201d he smiled slowly, glancing from one to the other of them. \u00a0\u201cWouldn\u2019t you?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Joe released his breath \u201cWell, only if he really was as good a worker as the man demanding a higher rate of pay, and knew the dangers of the job, and really was willing to be employed at a lower rate. \u00a0 Seems to us that those men are being exploited some.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Candy shook his head, just slightly, and a frown crinkled his brow \u201cWhy?\u00a0 Haven\u2019t you noticed that people prefer to work with people of their own culture?\u00a0 It doesn\u2019t take long for a few Chinese or – or any \u00a0race – to start grouping together.\u00a0 That\u2019s what people do.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cAlright, \u00a0we\u2019ll concede on that point, Candy.\u201d Ben nodded, \u201cthe thing is that McGarthy never bothered to restore the mine to the proper safety regulations after the fire of \u201875. \u00a0 He\u2019s using inferior goods, \u00a0badly constructed workings in the mines, and the machinery is faulty \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYou know this for a fact, Ben?\u00a0 You\u2019ve been down his mines to know for sure?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Ben and Joe looked at one another, it was Joe who answered \u201cNo, we haven\u2019t, but we\u2019ve heard about it from others who are concerned.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cIt\u2019s hardly fair to accuse a man on the basis of gossip, Joe. \u00a0 Ben?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Ben nodded \u201cI agree with you, but I don\u2019t doubt the source of this so called gossip, Candy.\u00a0 There\u2019s been too many accidents and too many fatalities \u2026 and another point\u2026\u201d he leaned forward, pushing his now empty mug to one side \u201cMcGarthy doesn\u2019t employ his own medical team, he\u2019s relying on the towns doctors to pick up the responsibility of those people who work for him.\u00a0 Now, \u00a0some years back the Mining Association of Virginia City and Gold Hill agreed that the larger mining consortiums would have to employ a medical examiner and several staff to ensure the safety of the workmen.\u00a0 McGarthy isn\u2019t doing that ..\u201d \u00a0he looked at Candy who nodded and pushed aside his own cup,<\/p>\n

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\u201cI know.\u201d \u00a0he licked his lips and then gave the slightest of shrugs \u201cI heard these reports a while back and went to see McGarthy. \u00a0 He showed me around, the timbers he had in his yard were sound, and his men looked healthy and some even looked half way honest.\u201d he allowed a slight grin on his lips but when there was no responding smile from the other men he nodded and continued \u201cHe told me that his medical staff were busy, so I was unable to see them \u2026 apparently there had been an accident, a slight one, when they were re-inforcing the joists in the main shaft.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cAnd you accepted his word?\u201d Joe said quietly, looking at Candy with slight bemusement.<\/p>\n

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\u201cI could hardly call him a liar to his face, could I?\u201d \u00a0Candy snapped back \u201cAnyway I returned about two weeks later and work was still being carried out inside the mines.\u00a0 I asked him why there were so many Chinese being employed there and he said that after his brother had been arrested the mine went \u00a0into a slump.\u00a0 He had to make up time and money by employing cheaper labour.\u00a0 Chinese were willing hard workers, and happy to work for a lower income than the other miners.\u201d \u00a0he shrugged \u201cIt made sense to me.\u00a0 McGarthy was amiable, pleasant and I couldn\u2019t find any fault with him.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cHis brother\u2026\u201d Joe muttered and Candy nodded \u201cI know all about Liam, \u00a0I was there at the time, remember?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWell, \u00a0anyway, Candy, I just wanted to run the matter over with you, as you\u2019re the law enforcement officer here, and the mines come under your jurisdiction.\u201d Ben got up and pushed aside the chair, he picked up his hat \u201cThanks for the coffee. \u00a0 Congratulations again\u2026we\u2019re very pleased that all went well for Ann and the baby.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Candy smiled and gave a slightly more curt nod as they got up and left the building. Once they had closed the door behind them he went to the filing cabinets and began to search for the file he had created under the name of \u201cBucksburn Mines\u2026McGarthy\u201d.\u00a0 He knew that if Ben were getting involved with this matter then he needed to be 100% accurate about his facts.<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026 \u00a0 \u00a0\u2026\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n

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Samuel Canady was a small baby, \u00a0perfect as all babies are if one liked babies, and just a mass of red squalling arms and legs and constantly open mouth if one didn\u2019t \u2026 Hester loved him, she sat beside the bed with him in her arms and crooned a little tune so that soon he was quiet and staring up at the blurry face that peered down so close to his own.<\/p>\n

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\u201cHe\u2019s adorable, Ann.\u00a0 Look at that, he is so small..\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cHe\u2019s just the same size as Rosie when she was born, \u00a0slightly smaller than David.\u201d the new mother smiled wearily and leaned back against the pillows. \u00a0\u201cWho do you think he looks after?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Hester frowned and looked more closely at this little infant \u201cI don\u2019t know, Ann.\u00a0 He has Candy\u2019s blue eyes.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Mary Ann stroked the baby\u2019s downy head \u201cAnd his black hair.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Ann sighed and nodded \u201cYes, yes, he does.\u00a0 But I thought he had the Buchanan nose.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Hester laughed \u201cNoses change all the time, poor little boy, he\u2019s only a few hours old and you\u2019re already ill wishing him.\u00a0 I think his nose is -\u201d she looked more carefully \u201cmmm, yes, a bit like my brother Marlow\u2019s.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI thought so.\u201d Ann sighed dramatically, \u201cThankfully Rosie has been spared any of the Buchanan features although David has my father\u2019s chin.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Mary Ann laughed \u201cI thought Hester\u2019s brother Milton to be a very handsome man \u2026when he came the other year he appeared to me quite striking for someone so unwell.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cMilton,\u201d Ann said with dramatic emphasis \u201cwas the best looking of our generation. \u201c<\/p>\n

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Mary Ann shook her head \u201cYou can\u2019t say that, Ann. Both you and Hester are very attractive women.\u201d<\/p>\n

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They smiled at her, indulgently. Obviously their prejudices against the Buchanans and their genetic pool ran deep.\u00a0 There was a knock on the door and it edged open very slowly \u00a0before Hoss peeked into the room \u201cYou all alright in there?\u00a0 Want anything to drink or eat or anything?\u201d he asked hopefully.<\/p>\n

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Mary Ann laughed \u201cOh poor Hoss, he\u2019s been out there waiting for so long and here we are chattering away. I\u2019ll go and make something for us to eat\u2026\u201d she smiled at Hester and quietly left the room.<\/p>\n

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Hoss \u00a0smiled gratefully at her \u201cThanks, Mary Ann.\u00a0 I was gitting a mite hungry to be honest, and the children were beginning to get fretful.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Mary Ann glanced at the clock on the mantle and then at the children gathered now around her skirts, she nodded \u201cI can imagine.\u00a0 Daniel needed his food about an hour ago, it\u2019s a wonder he didn\u2019t yell the place down.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Hoss and Daniel exchanged looks of sympathy, \u00a0Hannah and Hope continued to play in the corner with their dolls, \u00a0but looked over at their aunt with anticipation.\u00a0 It seemed instinct on their part to follow her into the kitchen area leaving Hoss to stand in the middle of the room wondering what to do or say until he thought to visit Ann and see how his wife was handling the visit.<\/p>\n

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When he tip toed into the room Ann was \u00a0slowly slipping into a dose while Hester rocked the baby in her arms, she smiled at Hoss \u201cIsn\u2019t he tiny, Hoss?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cSure is, reminds me of Hannah when she was born\u2026 and Spike.. I mean, Nathaniel.\u201d he grinned, \u00a0and looked at her \u201cYou alright, honey?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYes, of course.\u201d she replied in a whisper and her eyes simply devouring the baby.<\/p>\n

Perhaps, she thought, this is how all women feel when they know that the joys of giving birth to a baby was over, when the hope of a son, or a daughter, was to be forever confounded.\u00a0 No more the soft touch of a plump cheek touching one\u2019s own, or the little fingers curling around a finger as they lay in mother\u2019s arms.\u00a0 No more such blessings and she sighed and then looked up at Hoss, and smiled again, she had a lot to be grateful for, and that she told herself was that!<\/p>\n

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It hurt Hoss as much as it did Hester to know that there would be no more children of their own.\u00a0 Since Hope\u2019s birth any idea of conceiving another child was gone, \u00a0for the sake of Hester\u2019s life Dr Scofield had removed every opportunity of conception from her, \u00a0and it was only now as she held this infant in her arms, that Hoss realised just how great a loss that was for his wife.<\/p>\n

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He leaned over and kissed her brow, and folded her fingers around \u00a0his own, and then looked at the baby. \u00a0 Then with a sigh he whispered to her how much he loved her, more than anything, more than life itself, and if her eyes were moist with whatever emotion she was feeling at the time, she said nothing but kissed his hand and held the baby closer.<\/p>\n

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Chapter 9<\/p>\n

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The rain had stopped by the time Ben and Joe had left the sheriff\u2019s office.\u00a0 Without a word spoken they turned their feet towards The Bucket of Blood in order to share their thoughts over a glass of something short and amber coloured.<\/p>\n

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Adam watched his father and brother as they disappeared into the saloon and glanced over his shoulder over at the premises in which he had expected to find them.\u00a0 With a downturn of the mouth he tied the reins to the hitching rail and paused \u00a0for a moment while he considered in which direction he should go \u2026to see Candy and find out how the land lay before facing his family or confront Pa and Joe \u00a0without prior knowledge.<\/p>\n

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A voice calling his name diverted his attention from deciding either way and he removed his hat with a nod of the head to Miss Ridley who approached him with a bright smile and a calculating look in her eyes \u201cAdam?\u00a0 How lovely to see you \u00a0back in town.\u00a0 It\u2019s been a long time.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cIt has indeed,\u201d he agreed, and after a rather swift look up and down the street, sighed and turned his attention to her, \u201cYou look prosperous, Miss Ridley.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cProsperous? \u00a0 Now is that a compliment I wonder?\u00a0 Perhaps not for a lady \u2026\u201d she arched her brows and pouted pink painted lips.<\/p>\n

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\u201cProsperous and pretty then?\u201d He smiled, \u00a0and was rewarded with a laugh from Amanda that was warm and totally sincere for she placed her hand upon his arm as she did so while her eyes twinkled up at him.<\/p>\n

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\u201cHave you noticed my new venture?\u201d she pointed demurely towards the Ladies Gowns and Bonnets sign over the doorway of her latest enterprise and he nodded,<\/p>\n

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\u201cI had indeed, Amanda. \u00a0 As I say, you\u2019re – er – prospering very well.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Her smile faded then as she regarded him more seriously, \u00a0nodded and turned to look over at the store that had once belonged to \u00a0Jack Hammond, \u201cI owe this all to you and your father, you know that, don\u2019t you?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI think you owe it more to your father and to old O\u2019Brien, after all, if your father hadn\u2019t bought those shares \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cThat\u2019s what I mean, Adam, I\u2019d have lost everything, \u00a0and Jack Hammond would have prospered while I would probably be serving beer in the Bucket of Blood.\u201d \u00a0she groaned melodramatically at the thought which caused him to smile,<\/p>\n

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\u201cI doubt if it would have been that bad, Amanda.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cOh, \u00a0I have no doubts on the matter, Adam.\u00a0 Jack wouldn\u2019t have allowed me any lee-way.\u00a0 He\u2019d have demanded every dime and nickel I owed him.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam frowned momentarily at the memory of the late departed Jack Hammond and shook his head \u201cDo you think he was really mad? Or was it an act?\u201d<\/p>\n

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For a moment she was silent and stared at the door to the General Store as though she could see the dapper Jack Hammond lounging there, watching them.\u00a0 She shivered \u00a0\u201cI sometimes have nightmares about that time, Adam.\u00a0 That evening before he – he went and did what he did \u2026he kept saying that it was all because of those flags, and that it should have been candles but his father was wrong in what he did\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThat doesn\u2019t make sense?\u201d Adam frowned, \u201cAny idea what he meant?\u201d<\/p>\n

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She remained staring at the doorway of the premises of which she was now the proud owner, then shook herself as though from a dream, \u201cI think it had something to do with Jimmy Chang, that time back when \u2026when my Pa \u2026 and Sally \u2026\u201d \u00a0she shivered again, \u201cI don\u2019t know for sure, Adam. \u00a0 I\u2019ve thought of it many a time but nothing else makes sense\u2026in answer to your question \u00a0\u2026yes, I think he was mad, definitely.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam nodded and forced a smile, the happy mood had gone that had existed earlier and he felt it a shame to leave her feeling despondent so touched her arm \u201cLook, \u00a0you know you \u00a0will always have friends on the Ponderosa \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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She tossed her head then and looked at him thoughtfully, then smiled as though she had only just remembered how to \u00a0\u201cYes, I\u2019m sure I have.\u00a0 Thank you for the reminder.\u201d<\/p>\n

She cleared her throat now and looked towards her new store \u201cI\u2019ve some lovely things from Paris, France, Adam.\u00a0 You should bring that pretty wife of yours in to have a look around and treat her to something special.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI\u2019ll bear it in mind, Amanda.\u201d he nodded, \u00a0returned his hat to his head and walked away leaving her to watch him for a moment before she continued on her way to \u00a0the store.<\/p>\n

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It was a moment or two before Adam realised that his feet had naturally taken him to the saloon and with a slight shrug of the shoulders he pushed the batwings open and \u00a0stepped inside. \u00a0 Jake Solomon , the current owner of the saloon and \u00a0bar tender raised a hand \u201cMorning there, Captain.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam winced and nodded, ordered a cup of hot coffee to be brought to the table and then made his way to join Ben and Joe. \u00a0 Both men looked at him, nodded and asked him if he had seen Candy<\/p>\n

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\u201cNo, I got waylaid by Amanda Ridley.\u201d \u00a0he nodded his thanks to Solomon for the coffee and then glanced at the whiskies his companions were drinking \u201cA bit early, isn\u2019t it?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNever too early when having to face up to a disappointment.\u201d Ben growled and his dark brows \u00a0lowered over his eyes \u201cCandy didn\u2019t seem to agree with our idea about McGarthy.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cOh!\u201d \u00a0Adam pursed his lips, surveyed his coffee and then picked up the cup \u201cI see.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYou don\u2019t see at all,\u201d Joe snapped, \u00a0the green in his hazel eyes sparking \u201cCandy just sat there and knocked down every argument we put forward. \u00a0 Made us feel that there was little point in expecting any help from him\u2026 and he\u2019s the law around here.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam \u00a0put down his now empty cup and looked at his father, then his brother \u201cPerhaps he was just being cautious.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYou could put it that way, \u201c Ben said slowly, \u201cBut I don\u2019t know whether I would.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam shrugged \u201cWell, I met Mr McGarthy just now at Harry\u2019s. \u00a0 \u00a0He\u2019s certainly a lot like his brother. \u201c \u00a0 he beckoned to Solomon for a refill which brought the man hurrying over with the coffee pot to pour more of it into the cup, \u201cPersonally I\u2019m surprised he hasn\u2019t caused the Ponderosa more grief before now.\u00a0 He certainly wasn\u2019t prepared to be friendly when I saw him.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cFriendly!!\u201d Ben snorted and shook his head \u201cI\u2019d rather cosy up alongside a rattler.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Joe sighed and gulped down the last of the whiskey, before looking at Adam, \u201cHe has been quiet, in fact the whole mining community have kept out of our affairs ever since that time McGarthy tried to rob us of the land at Lake Tahoe and Papoose Peak. Rawlings keeps us in touch with most of what is going on, whenever we see him, but that isn\u2019t very often.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cRawlings is a good man, \u201c Ben conceded, \u201cBut he wouldn\u2019t be privy to McGarthy\u2019s business, not since he sided with the Ponderosa against Liam McGarthy all those years back.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam nodded slowly, \u00a0sipped his coffee and thought over past dealings with the mining consortiums that dominated Virginia City economically and \u00a0socially.\u00a0 He finally pushed his cup and saucer to one side and stood up, \u201cWell, I promised to meet Livvy about now, so if you will excuse me\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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Joe sighed and also rose to his feet, pushing the chair back as he did so \u201cI guess we should go and see Ann, \u00a0Mary Ann will be there anyway\u2026 \u00a0 are you coming, \u00a0Pa?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Ben shook his head and picked up his glass, he swirled the remainder of the whiskey around \u00a0slowly \u201cNo, I think I\u2019ll go and visit Roy.\u201d<\/p>\n

His sons looked at him and then at each other, perhaps both were thinking the same thing but no word was spoken .\u00a0 Adam picked up his hat \u201cI\u2019ll see you later then, Pa.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Ben nodded, slightly distracted, and raised a hand to Joe\u2019s muttered farewell.\u00a0 He was still staring into the glass when his two sons \u00a0left the saloon, the batwings flapped too and fro in their passing.<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n

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The door to Roy\u2019s home was open and the smell of something appetising wafted through the room to tantalise the visitor who gave a tentative knock while wondering how he would find his old friend. \u00a0 It was Roy\u2019s voice that bade him enter so after removing his hat Ben did so, \u00a0glanced around him and carefully placed the hat down \u00a0upon a small table.<\/p>\n

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Although not as meticulously spick and span as Rachel Darrow would have preferred, the room into which Ben stepped was neat and clean, far more so than Ben had expected.\u00a0 Roy was coming from the other room and when he saw his old friend gave him the benefit of a very welcome smile \u201cBen!\u00a0 Why, I\u2019ve not seen you for a while, how are you?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI\u2019m well, thank you, Roy.\u201d he looked around and finally settled upon a comfortable looking chair that would take his weight, he smiled \u201cMore to the point, how are you?\u00a0 You\u2019re looking really well.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYes, I\u2019m feeling well too.\u201d Roy nodded and followed Ben\u2019s example by sitting down opposite him, \u00a0\u201cPaul doesn\u2019t think I\u2019m in any danger of dying just yet, and I\u2019ve got the feeling back in my left leg which was a concern for a while.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Ben nodded and looked at Roy thoughtfully.\u00a0 There was no doubt about it the older man was certainly slimmer and certainly looking stronger than he had for a while, even before he was shot. \u00a0 He pursed his lips and frowned, \u201cIs Rachel back?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo, sir!\u201d Roy said with enough stress on the words to emphasise the fact that to Roy his sister was no longer a welcome subject, \u201cNo, \u00a0perish the thought.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI was just wondering.\u00a0 You certainly have become a very thorough housekeeper, Roy, and from the smell of that \u2026\u201d he sniffed \u201cwhatever it is you\u2019re cooking, you\u2019ve turned into a very good cook as well.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Roy grinned \u201cAin\u2019t nothing to do with me, it\u2019s my housekeeper.\u201d \u00a0he leaned back into the chair and surveyed Ben thoughtfully, \u201cNow, I wonder if you\u2019ll recognise her. \u00a0 She\u2019ll be in \u2026ah, \u00a0here she is now.\u201d \u00a0 \u00a0and he stood up politely as a woman stepped into the house, closed the door behind her and turned to face the two men.<\/p>\n

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Ben rose to his feet immediately upon the woman\u2019s appearance and smiled.\u00a0 He knew Roy was watching him with a slight smirk on his face and tried to recollect who the lady could be for she looked familiar but certainly no name sprung to mind.<\/p>\n

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She wasn\u2019t overly tall, slim and in her late fifties.\u00a0 At one time she must have been a great beauty and from her appearance one would be right in assuming she had been rather more amply endowed for \u00a0her skin had lost the firmness of a woman younger than herself.\u00a0 Her hair was greying, although it was clear it had once been \u00a0a rich brown, \u00a0and her eyes \u2026 which twinkled now rather mischievously at him \u2026were brown, \u00a0as dark and mellow as molasses.<\/p>\n

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\u201cGood morning, Mr Cartwright, it\u2019s good to see you again.\u201d \u00a0she smiled, a hint of laughter in her voice.<\/p>\n

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\u201cYou don\u2019t recognise her ,do you, Ben?\u201d Roy chuckled and rubbed his hands together.<\/p>\n

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\u201cI know I should but \u2026\u201d \u00a0Ben felt awkward, embarrassed \u201cthe person I was thinking of when you spoke, Madam, \u00a0well, I couldn\u2019t imagine being in this setting now.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cReally?\u201d she arched her eyebrows and then smiled over at Roy \u201cIs your guest staying for \u00a0something to eat, \u00a0Mr Coffee?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Roy looked at Ben who appeared rather confused , \u00a0\u201cWell, I don\u2019t know\u2026 I\u2019d like to think so, Dorothea.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Now Ben grinned widely and his dark eyes twinkled just as much as their own, he nodded \u201cDorothea Armstrong?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cOnce upon a time, Mr Cartwright. \u00a0 It\u2019s Dorothea Tennant now.\u00a0 I reverted to my maiden name after ..well, after what happened and I had to leave town.\u201d \u00a0her smile faltered and she glanced anxiously over at Roy who just nodded reassuringly, \u201cI\u2019ll \u00a0get the meal ready for you both.\u201d \u00a0 she smiled at Ben \u201cExcuse me.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cOf course,\u201d Ben replied and watched as she hurried out of the room \u00a0taking her basket along with her and leaving a trail of some sweet perfume lingering behind her.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cDorothea Armstrong.\u201d Ben mused and sat down slowly, his brow crinkled, he looked over at Roy \u201cHow long has she been back in town?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNot so very long.\u201d Roy replied settling back into his seat and stretching out his legs, \u201cShe read about the shooting and wrote to ask me if I would consider her as a housekeeper until my sister came home.\u00a0 Well, I have no intention of having Rachel back here as you can imagine..\u201d Roy puffed out his moustache at that idea, \u201cBut I wrote back and said she was welcome to give it a try.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWhat happened to her after \u2018what happened\u2019?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Roy shrugged \u201cWell, legally I could have had her arrested for assisting in the escape of a prisoner, \u00a0but considering who the prisoner was and that he was killed anyway, and therefore \u2026\u201d he sighed heavily, \u201csaved the town the expense of a hanging – or deportation – or whatever it would have been that Mr Jamieson said would have happened to him -\u201d again he paused as though he had to think over all the points to get them in the right order \u201cand then Mr Jamieson, although wounded, \u00a0didn\u2019t want her to be involved.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Ben nodded, it all seemed so long ago now, \u00a0all that strange affair of Adam s trip to Japan, \u00a0and Jamieson the Pinkerton Agent trying to arrest Metcalfe.\u00a0 He bowed his head \u201cDid she love him? \u201c<\/p>\n

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\u201cWho? Dorothea?\u00a0 Love Metcalfe?\u00a0 Pschew, of course not, it was just as she says a kind of hypnotism\u2026 as soon as she realised what she had done she was beside herself with guilt.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWell., all I recall is that she left town pretty quick..\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYes, I told her to -\u201d Roy muttered and pulled at his moustache again, his blue eyes hooded by heavy old man\u2019s eyelids, he nodded \u201cYes, best thing, get her out of the way of any repercussions.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Ben smiled and nodded, \u00a0and glanced over to where Dorothea was now coming back into the room with a jug of coffee and so forth which she set down on the table by Roy\u2019s elbow \u201cI\u2019m sure you\u2019d enjoy some coffee, Mr Cartwright. Mr Coffee always likes a cup before he eats.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She beamed at them both and turned to re-enter the kitchen where the sounds of her bustling about reminded Ben of an empty stomach that needed prompt attention. He smiled rather smugly to himself at the thought of informing his sons of this latest development in the life of their ex-sheriff\u2026that Dorothea Armstrong, formerly known as Peaches to her clientele, was now Mr Coffee\u2019s housekeeper \u2026 who would have thought it!<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Chapter 10<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

For a few moments the Sheriff sat and watched from the security of the rim rock as the men continued with their work below. \u00a0 He saw weary men, grimed with the soil in which they had been working and bearing the load of their tools upon their shoulders.\u00a0 He watched as men in neat suits came out and stood conversing together on the porch of the buildings designated as Offices. \u00a0 He noticed the women who looked as worn as their men folk as they emerged from the doors of their homes that lined the fringes of the mining camp.<\/p>\n

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He sighed, so this was Bucksburn Mining Corporation in action\u2026 he shook his head slowly from side to side, not a life he would have chosen, far better to sleep beneath the stars at night than to be shut away from them for any length of time.<\/p>\n

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Candy narrowed his blue eyes and scanned the area carefully.\u00a0 The only sign of wealth and opulence was in the rather expensive looking carriage with the two matched bays pawing the soil as they waited for their owner to stride out and take his seat.\u00a0 A thin man in a smart outfit sat upon the drivers seat and Candy couldn\u2019t help but wonder if his salary would be above that paid to any of the miners.<\/p>\n

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One by one he watched as the men went about their business \u2026some to the cabins where they no doubt had a wife and child waiting for their safe return, some to \u00a0group together and converse, while others made their way to the large tent that had the legend \u201cBucksburn Caf\u00e9\u201d scrawled on a piece of board in red paint.\u00a0 Perhaps someone\u2019s idea of humour but quite a number of the men were headed there so it was safe to assume that the food was reasonably good.<\/p>\n

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Timbers were stacked high ready for use and as he edged his horse down from the rim rock Candy wondered if they were the same ones he had already seen and had been assured were used for the benefit of the men who risked their lives to add to the profit of Patrick McGarthy and his shareholders. \u00a0 As he meandered his way through the camp it struck Candy that there was little in the way of sound\u2026voices were muted, conversation was conducted almost in whispers, \u00a0there was little laughter just sometimes the sound of a child crying, or a woman\u2019s voice raised in anger or dismay.<\/p>\n

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There were a good proportion of Chinese workers everywhere, Candy estimated that 1 in 3 workers were of that nationality. \u00a0 They cast anxious glances at him, or, he thought, more than likely at the badge he was wearing.<\/p>\n

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As he dismounted outside the offices a new force of men approached the mine entrance, trickling from the properties until they formed a body that marched in a murmuring mass of arms and legs to their days work.\u00a0 They were clean, but shabby, the tools they bore were prepared for action, \u00a0each one carried their own lantern and he knew that matches and candles would be on \u00a0each mans person, along with a tin that contained food for the break<\/p>\n

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They passed the sheriff without a word although some acknowledged him with a nod but smiles were in short supply. \u00a0 It seemed to Candy that no one seemed particularly eager to go to work, necessity was laid upon them nothing more.<\/p>\n

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He was about to knock on the door when it was opened and a tall man stood in front of him, \u00a0looked him up and down as though he were viewing the scum of the earth, and then stepped back to let the sheriff enter the building. \u00a0 The door closed sharply behind them \u00a0and Candy found himself standing once again in front of McGarthy in his very opulent office.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cSheriff\u2026\u201d Patrick rose to his feet, his paunch just brushed against the edge of his desk, his hand reached out to shake that of the newcomer after which he indicated the chair for Candy to sit down \u201cAnother visit? \u00a0 Anything wrong?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI hope not, Mr McGarthy.\u00a0 I just came to check on a few things that\u2019s all.\u201d Candy replied with his usual open candour. \u00a0 \u201cNice office \u2026\u201d he added by way of comment<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHad the desk imported from England.\u201d \u00a0McGarthy replied and pushed a box of cigars towards Candy with a nod of the head \u201cHelp yourself.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo,\u201d Candy declined and crossed one leg over the knee of the other, he glanced behind him and noted that the tall man who had opened the door to him was standing close to him, perhaps, a little too close. \u00a0\u201cThank you.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWell, let\u2019s get down to business, to be honest, I don\u2019t have much time to waste as I\u2019ve things to do\u2026I\u2019m sure you have as well, sheriff.\u201d \u00a0the smile that accompanied that comment was too thin to be considered pleasant.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThere\u2019s concerns being raised in town about your mining operations, Mr McGarthy.\u00a0 I need to know for \u00a0sure how to answer them .\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cConcerns?\u201d \u00a0Patrick glanced over at the third man in the room, then his eyes returned to Candy and held fast, \u201cConcerns, you say?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cExploitation for starters\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cReally?\u00a0 And who exactly is being exploited?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThe Chinese? \u00a0 The Irish?\u00a0 Perhaps a host of others whom you have employed at a lower rate of pay than any of the other Mining Consortiums.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

McGarthy nodded as though the matter was a serious one, he leaned back into his chair and sighed heavily and for a moment there was a long silence as though he was giving the matter serious consideration \u201cLook, \u00a0sheriff, all the men I employ sign a form agreeing to the salary they are paid.\u00a0 They have a contract which, if they can\u2019t read or write, is explained to them carefully by my secretary.\u00a0 If they don\u2019t like the terms they don\u2019t sign up.\u00a0 They can go someplace else and good riddance to them, I don\u2019t want anyone working for me who isn\u2019t happy to do so.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Candy couldn\u2019t help but raise a hand to his brow and push back his hat at that comment, he hadn\u2019t really noticed any one particularly happy in his ride down from the town.\u00a0 He nodded \u201cI get \u00a0your point.\u00a0 In fact, it\u2019s their fault for agreeing the terms \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI didn\u2019t say that,\u201d McGarthy muttered, \u201cBut if the cap fits I guess you could say that applies. They know what they are being paid, and the more they work there are bonuses paid out as well. \u00a0 The grubs good, we don\u2019t stint on that \u2026 working conditions\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cAh yes, working conditions\u2026\u201d Candy bit down on his bottom lip and narrowed his eyes, \u201cSome in the medical profession in town are complaining about the amount of your men they are treating as a result of accidents at work.\u00a0 There are more deaths here than anywhere else and there have been comments about the machinery and the mines poor timberwork.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cDissatisfied workers will always find cause for complaint and criticism.\u201d McGarthy said quietly and his fingers picked up a cigar, rolled it between his fingers \u201cSure you won\u2019t have one?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cQuite sure.\u201d Candy replied and began to feel uncomfortable, as though he was being played with by a man for whom he had little respect.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYou saw the timbers\u2026 fresh from the forest they are\u2026 ready to be placed in the mines in the newer tunnels that are being dug out now.\u00a0 There\u2019s no problem with any of the mining works, sheriff.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cThen what about your medical staff?\u00a0 According to the recent legislation on Mining and Railroad Employees rights, company doctors have to be provided,* and \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

McGarthy nodded \u201cThere\u2019s no need to quote facts at me, Sheriff, I\u2019m very well aware of them.\u00a0 A doctor and medical team have to be employed here, and are paid by deductions taken from the men\u2019s salaries*. I know all about that, but the medical staff I\u2019d previously employed had to be dismissed because they were too inefficient. \u00a0 I\u2019m waiting for some new people to come from the East any time now, hopefully things will have improved financially here as well.\u00a0 The current situation may be placing a burden on the towns doctors but I assure you, it is only temporary.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Candy sighed and stared down at his boots as though they would provide him with more honest answers than this man was capable of, he cleared his throat with a cough, which was followed by McGarthys expansive sweep of his hand \u201cDo you \u00a0have any further complaints to air, sheriff, because if you haven\u2019t I really do need to attend to my appointment this afternoon.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

McGarthy struck a match, \u00a0he watched the flame for a second and then turned to look into Candy\u2019s face \u201cI have to get on , Sheriff, as I said, I have things to do.\u00a0 I\u2019m sure you do as well\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Candy nodded, stood up and thanked Patrick McGarthy for his time.\u00a0 As he approached the door his shoulder brushed against that of the other man, there was a momentary pause but neither spoke and he walked on.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Outside Candy stood for a moment to look around the camp once again, he shook his head and was about to return to the office as a thought struck him\u2026 but then he stopped himself and made his way to his horse.\u00a0 He could feel at least one pair of eyes boring into his back as he mounted into the saddle and headed back towards town.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

In the office McGarthy puffed on his cigar and paced his way to the door, \u00a0he stopped and looked at the other man \u201cThat sheriff is becoming a nuisance\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

There was nothing else said, both knew exactly what was meant.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

A woman leaving one of the cabins stopped to observe the horseman and then raised a hand \u201cCandy? \u201c<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

He turned to look behind \u00a0him for he had passed her without noticing, his mind deep on other things and for a moment he was still unsure as to who is was who had called his name.\u00a0 Then she approached with a smile on her face and her eyes twinkling \u201cCandy?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cMrs Mayhew?\u201d he looked at her and then shook his head as though he couldn\u2019t believe his eyes, he removed his hat and gave her a nod of his dark head \u201cI didn\u2019t realise you were here.\u00a0 When \u00a0did you leave the ranch?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAbout three months ago.\u00a0 My \u00a0husband couldn\u2019t take to the ranching life, he\u2019d been a miner all his life and so decided to sign on here.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cIs he happy about that?\u201d Candy asked with a twist to the lips that indicated that he anticipated a negative reply.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWell, he says he still prefers it to ranching, at least he knows what he\u2019s doing when he handles a pick axe which is more than he did when he was trying to brand a cow.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

They shared an amicable chuckle and as she turned to go he said quickly, \u201cMrs Mayhew, things are alright here, aren\u2019t they?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She didn\u2019t reply at first and then shrugged \u201cI suppose so.\u00a0 I don\u2019t know much about mining life, after all, I was the one raised on a ranch.\u201d \u00a0she smiled slowly, the decision to \u00a0return to mining had obviously not been one of her choosing. \u00a0\u201cI suppose it\u2019s how life is in a place like this\u2026 \u00a0it\u2019s a hard life but my husband always said it would be\u2026and has been.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHe doesn\u2019t say anything about the mines themselves?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWhat\u2019s there to say?\u201d she shrugged again and pulled her shawl closer, \u201cHe knows I haven\u2019t any idea of what the inside of a mine is like, \u00a0I just help out with the cooking for the miners who don\u2019t have women here to cook for them\u2026\u201d she nodded her head over to the big tent \u201cwe do our best.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Candy nodded and looked from her to the men who were coming out of the \u2018Caf\u00e9\u2019 \u00a0then he sighed \u201cIt was good to see you again, Mrs Mayhew.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAnd you yourself too, and I hear congratulations are due \u2026 you have another son?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThat\u2019s right, I have\u2026 Samuel.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cA lovely name\u2026 my husband\u2019s own.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

They nodded at each other, \u00a0smiled and parted, each going their separate ways now \u2026one with more than enough to think about, and the other concerned only that there would be sufficient food for \u00a0the next meal.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Chapter 11<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Dorothea Armstrong closed the door of her room and \u00a0slowly untied the ribbon of her bonnet which she then placed carefully alongside her shawl.\u00a0 She looked around the room \u00a0with a slightly bemused expression as though she still couldn\u2019t believe that this was all she was reduced to in as far as living space was concerned.\u00a0 It was the largest room in the boarding house to be sure, but at the same time it was nothing like the splendour of the property she had once owned when she had previously lived in Virginia City.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She walked to the window and \u00a0watched as people strolled by \u00a0without a second glance \u00a0at where she was standing.\u00a0 A pane of glass and a wooden frame was all that separated her from the rest of the world and she smiled slowly, well, that was her choice and to be honest she was more than happy with it.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She took no notice of the carriage that stopped by the property as she had turned away to take her seat in a chair and pick up the adventures of some young couple \u00a0in her latest book and as she opened it the thought occurred to her, as it often did when reading, that her life had been filled with adventures far greater than those she often enjoyed in fiction.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She could remember arriving in Virginia City not long after that Annie O\u2019Toole had set up in business and how when that lady married her Swede of a husband and went living in Nobs Hill San Francisco the restaurant had been passed to her, Dorothea Armstrong. \u00a0 \u00a0She smiled now at the memories of how she had branched out into other lines of business \u2026 well, there was gold a-plenty and more men that any woman could deal with \u2026 \u00a0 and it didn\u2019t take much imagination to realise that one could get more gold one way than another.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The knock on her door startled her from her reverie and she paused a moment, \u00a0frowned slightly and rose to her feet as another knock indicated that the person on the other side of the door was not the patient kind who enjoyed kicking his heels for her to open up.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Patrick McGarthy \u00a0looked at the woman who stood before him with a thoughtful expression on his face then he removed his hat \u201cDorothea \u00a0Armstrong?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cDorothy Tennant \u2026\u201d she replied crisply and folded her hands neatly, raised an eyebrow \u201cMay I ask who you may be?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cLet\u2019s not waste time, Madam, I know who you are, and you certainly know who I am. Now are you going to let me in before the whole world knows I\u2019m here\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI should think that wouldn\u2019t be hard to guess at with that carriage stuck right on the doorstep.\u201d \u00a0she snapped back but allowed him entry by \u00a0stepping into the room \u00a0for him to pass her by, he removed his hat as he did so and then stood \u00a0in the centre of the room looking around him with a slightly amused expression on his face. \u201cAnything wrong?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI was just thinking that this is something of a come down for you, Dorothea. I recall my brother, Liam ..you remember Liam don\u2019t you? \u2026 telling me about the place you ran, the rooms and everything , that painted ceiling of your own particular boudoir.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThat was a different life time ago, Mr McGarthy.\u00a0 I don\u2019t indulge in such fancies nowadays.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

He coughed and shook his head, \u00a0then pulled cigar from his pocket which he was about to light \u00a0up when she asked him to refrain from smoking in her room. \u00a0\u201cThe smell lingers on my clothes, I prefer if you smoked when you go back outside.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

He raised his eyebrows and \u00a0shook his head \u201cWell, you are one particular lady now, ain\u2019t\u2019cha? \u00a0 Housekeeper to the old sheriff, Roy Coffee, isn\u2019t it?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She nodded and looked at him thoughtfully, \u201cWhat do you want from me, Mr McGarthy?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWell, now, that\u2019s a kind of broad question, \u00a0Madam.\u00a0 You see, I know a lot about you, what you used to do and how you double crossed my brother..\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI refute that accusation, \u00a0sir.\u201d her cheeks reddened and she drew herself taller, \u00a0straightened her back and squared her shoulders, \u201cI did no such thing.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cCome on now, we\u2019re adults, we both know the way of the world. \u00a0 I know that you and Liam were – close friends – and I also know that you were close friends with some others who you passed information on to\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYou\u2019re talking rubbish.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m saying it as my brother told me, \u00a0Ma\u2019am. \u00a0 You double dealed on him.\u00a0 He trusted you.\u00a0 You stitched him up and because of you he was arrested and hanged for murder.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

For a moment Dorothea \u00a0allowed herself to drift back to that time some years ago when McGarthy had been intent on claiming land from the Cartwright\u2019s, even to the extent of \u00a0ruining them, bringing them to their knees, \u00a0even to murder.\u00a0 She shook her head and looked at him with dark eyes that smouldered with resentment \u201cYour \u00a0brother \u00a0hanged for a murder he orchestrated in order to bring his plan to fulfilment. He wanted the Ponderosa and he saw to the murder of Caleb Shannon, \u00a0but I never told anyone about it, \u00a0not a soul.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI don\u2019t believe you., and Liam didn\u2019t either.\u00a0 He said you were very friendly with another man, \u00a0Frank Rawlins.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She nodded slowly, \u00a0then shrugged \u201cTo be honest, Mr McGarthy, at that time I was very friendly with a number of men \u00a0Frank Rawlins was one of the more decent of them.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAnd you told him my brother\u2019s plans\u2026.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI didn\u2019t know your brother\u2019s plans until it was so obvious the whole town knew.\u201d \u00a0she turned now and \u00a0picked up her book \u201cIf that is all, Mr McGarthy, I\u2019d like to get on with my book.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Patrick observed her for a moment before stepping right up behind her, so close that she could feel his breath upon her neck \u201cMadam, \u00a0don\u2019t think I\u2019ll forget about you and what you did, \u00a0you may think you can slink back to town and pick up a new life under a false name, but people know who you are, what you were \u2026 and if they don\u2019t, \u00a0I\u2019ll make sure that they do, I\u2019ll make sure that everyone knows just what kind of whore you are, Madam.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She forced herself not to move, not to let the shiver she felt inside of herself to be obvious to him.\u00a0 She turned slowly, her brown eyes met his and she raised her eyebrows \u201cMr McGarthy, \u00a0I didn\u2019t become the woman I was by being scared by bullies like yourself. \u00a0 Liam was a bully, and he was cruel, but he over reached himself when he killed Caleb Shannon, and he met his match when he took on the Cartwrights.\u00a0 I\u2019d advise \u00a0you not to make the same mistake.\u00a0 Don\u2019t under estimate me, sir. \u201c<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

He stepped back slightly then although his eyes never left her face, then he smiled and nodded \u201cLiam said you were feisty, \u00a0I\u2019m glad to see that he was right in that respect at least.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cGood, let\u2019s get it right between us, Mr McGarthy, because he was wrong in everything else he told you about me.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

He s hook his head slowly and put the cigar between his teeth, then without a word he turned and walked out of the room.\u00a0 At the doorway he stopped to strike a match which he held between finger and thumb , then he turned to her, smiled as though pleased with what he had discovered, and walked away to the carriage.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She watched him as he sunk back against the leather padded upholstery, puffing on the cigar, and as he passed her window he nodded and raised a finger to touch the brim of his hat, and then, he was gone.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Dorothea Armstrong shook her head and closed the door to her room.\u00a0 Once again she made her way to her chair and sat down, the book remained on the side table where she had left it.\u00a0 She stared into the \u00a0past and realised that a different name, \u00a0a change of hair style and habit, wasn\u2019t always enough to hide away from the secrets she knew, nor a protection from a man, dead for some years now, who could reach out from the grave and bring disorder back into her life.\u00a0 Now she allowed the shiver she had felt to shudder through her body and with a \u00a0stifled sob she turned her face into the cushion s.<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The sound of a man\u2019s footsteps sounded from the porch and the slight thud as the door closed. \u00a0 Olivia listened to her husbands entry and sighed, he was obviously tired, the physical labour of assisting in the rebuilding o f the old house was taking its toll on top of the other chores and tasks he had undertaken.\u00a0 She looked at her children and frowned \u201cAre you both going to behave now?\u00a0 Reuben?\u00a0 Sofia?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Reuben sighed heavily as though he really didn\u2019t know what she was talking about and Sofia remained with her head bowed. \u00a0\u201cSofia, I\u2019m talking to you?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

At the sound of her mother\u2019s voice Sofia raised her head, slightly, and nodded.\u00a0 Olivia \u00a0looked from one to the other and then to her husband who stood framed in the doorway observing them with a slightly amused expression on his face \u201cAnything wrong?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cIt\u2019s her\u2026\u201d Reuben said with a nod to his sister, \u201cShe\u2019s being stupid.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Olivia shook her head \u201cReuben, that\u2019s enough, don\u2019t speak like that about your sister.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWell, she is .. She just is \u2026\u201d \u00a0Reuben scowled and looked at Adam who had stepped further into the room, leaned against the door frame and folded his arms across his chest.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cSofia, haven\u2019t you anything to say for yourself?\u201d he asked after a second or so of silence.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The little girl said nothing, her head sunk lower, \u00a0two tears plopped from her cheeks onto her skirts.\u00a0 Adam immediately strode forward and picked her up into his arms, and \u00a0held her close \u201cHey now, princess, what\u2019s happened, huh?\u00a0 Someone at school bullying you?\u00a0 Reuben?\u00a0 Is Sofia \u00a0being bullied?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo, sir. \u201c \u00a0Reuben struck a pose, \u00a0his hazel eyes defiant as he looked at his father and then at Sofia \u201cJust she won\u2019t speak, is all.\u00a0 Not even to Miss Brandon. Not even to anyone . Not even to Ma.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThat\u2019s right,\u201d Olivia said as she stood beside Reuben with her body slightly leaning over so that she could peek at Sofia\u2019s face which was obscured by the blonde hair.<\/p>\n

\u201cShe won\u2019t say a word to me.\u201d \u00a0she looked at Adam , \u201cI was thinking of getting \u00a0Paul over to see to her, in case it was something serious\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam raised his eyebrows and looked at his wife, saw the twinkle in her eyes and then nodded \u201cOh\u2026 I see ..\u00a0 That serious?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She sighed heavily \u201cI think so\u2026unless you can find out what\u2019s wrong.\u00a0 I mean, \u00a0what if Paul decides on an operation?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cOooh \u00a0mmm.\u201d her husband frowned and stroked his daughter\u2019s \u00a0blonde hair gently, then slowly turned to walk into the other room with her in his arms.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Reuben looked at his mother \u201cAn operation?\u00a0 Oh Ma, do \u00a0you really think so?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Olivia shook her head and put a finger to her lips \u2026 \u00a0while she returned to making her husband his cup of coffee Reuben tip toed to the \u00a0other room where Sofia was sobbing into her father\u2019s chest, while Adam sat there patiently stroking her head and saying nothing at all.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

After a little while he stopped stroking her head and pulled her gently away from \u00a0him, and then with his finger beneath her chin forced her to face him, he smiled and winked, \u201cWant to tell me all about it, sweet heart?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She gave a shake of the head but before she could sink back into \u00a0his chest he held her more firmly and looked so intently into her face that she had no choice but to say with a shuddering sob \u201cI – I – \u201c<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cGo on, \u00a0it\u2019s alright, \u00a0say what you have to say?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She bowed her head and then looked up, \u00a0\u201cI \u00a0– I -\u201d \u00a0she blinked, two tears slipped down her cheeks and she opened her mouth in order to bawl out aloud \u00a0and Adam nodded and sighed \u201cOh I see how it is, \u00a0never mind, \u00a0it\u2019ll be alright.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

He patted her on the back and listened to her as she mumbled out with many a sob her tale of woe; while eating her lunch her two front teeth had come out, and she\u2019d swallowed them.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Chapter 12<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Henry clambered down from the wagon and then wiped his hands slowly on the scrap of linen he used for such purposes before tucking it back into his pocket.\u00a0 He ran his eyes over the project he was now overseeing and nodded in approval as he began to approach the two men talking together by some \u00a0planks that they had been in the process of sawing.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Hoss Cartwright was sucking on the palm of his hand as he endeavoured to extricate the splinter embedded into it while he was being closely watched by his youngest brother. \u00a0\u201cShucks, Joe, I can\u2019t recall building this here place before being such hard work.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Joe laughed, a pleasant chuckle as he slapped his brother on the arm \u201cReason being, big brother, was because you didn\u2019t do none of the hard work seeing how you were just a child at the time.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI did my fair share.\u201d Hoss protested with a scowl and a shake of the \u2018injured\u2019 hand.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cOh yeah, from what I hear from Pa and Adam that amounted to adding water to the mud to tread down \u2026 playing mud pies ain\u2019t work.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWas so!\u201d Hoss muttered, \u201cAdam used to leave me to fill up the buckets and pails, and I had to carry them over to the house.\u201d \u00a0he frowned a little more as the memories flooded back \u201cAnd then we had to stand there all day filling in between the cracks with that thar clay, ain\u2019t no fun when you\u2019re just a kid.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWell, it ain\u2019t no fun now either \u2026 so quit your jawing and get on with sawing those planks.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Henry grinned at the banter and raised a hand in greeting as Joe noticed him standing near by \u201cI brought the window frames. \u00a0 The glass will be coming tomorrow.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThat\u2019s good, Pa will be more than pleased.\u201d Joe nodded and for a moment turned to watch the men who were engaged in working on the building \u201cIt\u2018s all coming together really well.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cIt would have been quicker if we had a full complement of men on the job.\u201d Henry sighed and shook his head, \u201cI\u2019m sorry, I feel I\u2019ve let you all down.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo problem, \u00a0we\u2019re managing alright as we are, ain\u2019t that right, big brother?\u201d and he slapped Hoss amiably on the arm.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYeah, we\u2019re managing pretty well.\u201d \u00a0Hoss replied and looked over at Henry \u201cHow\u2019s things getting on at the other project you got in hand?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNot so well. Mr McGarthy isn\u2019t an easy man to work for, had to sign off two of my best men yesterday, they refused to go back.\u201d Henry sighed and shook his head.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYou should send them here,\u201d Joe said immediately, \u201cYou could take two men from here to be replaced by them \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI would have done but McGarthy threatened me with trouble if I did that, he said if they didn\u2019t work for him, then they didn\u2019t work no place else.\u00a0 Well, \u00a0that means here as I don\u2019t have no other projects just yet.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cIs it a problem, Henry?\u201d Hoss asked as he smoothed sawdust from the plank he had \u00a0been sawing prior to getting the splinter in his hand.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWell, \u00a0business is slow just now, always is this time of year for some reason.\u00a0 But I don\u2019t like laying off men for no reason, they got families to feed after all.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cSend \u2018em \u00a0along here, Henry.\u00a0 You can tell McGarthy Joe Cartwright signed them on, nothing to do with you.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Henry laughed, but not with any mirth, he shook his head \u201cHe won\u2019t buy that, Joe.\u00a0 He\u2019s not a forgiving kind of man, if you see what I mean.\u201d \u00a0and he narrowed \u00a0his eyes and glanced carefully around in case there were any nearby who could overhear the conversation, \u201cRumour has it that he\u2019s out to cause trouble for the Ponderosa. He ain\u2019t forgotten \u00a0that it was because of your family that his brother hanged.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Hoss shook his head and narrowed his mouth into a \u00a0button of protest \u201cAin\u2019t so, his brother was hanged because of murder pure and simple. \u201c<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThat ain\u2019t the way he\u2019s seeing things.\u201d \u00a0 the other man said quietly, \u201cHe\u2019s been talking around town, \u00a0claims to be gathering facts about what happened. \u00a0 At the same time it stirs up memories and leaves unanswered questions in folks\u2019 minds.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWhat kind of questions?\u201d Joe snapped as he thought immediately of Caleb Shannon who had died on the Ponderosa from a bullet wound that Liam McGarthy insisted had been fired by Ben.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThe same questions as were raised at the time\u2026who exactly did shoot Shannon.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Joe shook his head in exasperation and flung down \u00a0the pail of nails he had been holding \u201cFor Pete\u2019s sake, those questions were all answered in a court of law, when Thompson was shown to be hand in glove with McGarthy and that they\u2019d been behind the whole thing! Do you think that Shannon\u2019s daughter would have had any dealings with me if she thought her Pa had been murdered by my father? \u201c<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Hoss put a placating hand on Joe\u2019s chest for, as usual when he was irate Joe\u2019s voice had raised several decibels and some of the men had turned to see what was going on.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cCalm down, Joe.\u201d \u00a0Hoss sighed and shook his head, \u201cYou weren\u2019t here at the time, were you Henry?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cActually I was, Hoss.\u00a0 But I was busy working for Mr Murdoch, at the Gould and Curry Mine.\u00a0 Some talk trickled past me but I didn\u2019t much bother with it as I had myself to look after, your concerns had nothing to do with me.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWell, \u00a0Caleb Shannon got shot here, right close by where you\u2019re standing now as it happens.\u00a0 Shot in the back by Thompson\u2019s man, but Thompson\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHe was acting sheriff at the time.\u201d Joe muttered.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYeah, well, he arrested Pa right away saying Pa had murdered Mr Shannon, see?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cExcept that Mr Shannon hadn\u2019t been murdered\u2026 well, not quite\u2026 and he told Pa and Victoria, his daughter, that it hadn\u2019t been Ben.\u00a0 He confessed to what was going on \u2026 \u201c Joe shook his head, \u201cThere ain\u2019t no point in bringing this all up again.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWell,\u201d Henry shrugged \u201cThere\u2019s a lot of new people in town since those days, Joe.\u00a0 And as folk like to say, there\u2019s no smoke without fire.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Hoss shook his head \u201cRubbish.\u00a0 That fire was put out a long time ago\u2026now, let\u2019s see about those window frames before I start gitting really riled.\u201d \u00a0 he turned after a few paces and glared at Joe \u201cAnd you?\u00a0 You calm down some.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n

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Adam Cartwright took some money from \u00a0his pocket and flipped the coins onto the counter, nodded at Solomon as he did so and was about to take his drink to the table when \u00a0his arm was jostled and some spilled over his hand.\u00a0 He froze to the spot, \u00a0as did Solomon who eyed both him and the other man standing right beside him with the anticipating of at least angry words ..at worst an invitation to settle matters outside, with guns.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cGood \u00a0day, Mr Cartwright\u2026Adam\u2026.or do we have to call you Captain now?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam slowly raised his eyes to look into the face of the other man.\u00a0 A tall thin man, \u00a0narrow faced, \u00a0dark cold eyes and a weak mouth hidden by a moustache but it was the mouth that was the giveaway as to who he was, \u00a0a mouth that looked like there were too many teeth in it. \u00a0 Adam cleared his throat and wiped his hand on the cloth that Sol handed over to him. \u00a0\u201cBilly Buckley.\u201d \u00a0he said by way of greeting<\/p>\n

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\u201cI\u2019m surprised you recognised me, it\u2019s been a long time since \u2026\u201d \u00a0 he paused and narrowed his eyes, \u201cSince I left here.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYes, it\u2019s been a long time.\u201d Adam nodded and turned towards the counter, \u00a0he picked up his glass, then looked at Buckley again \u201cA drink?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWouldn\u2019t say no.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam nodded over to Sol who poured out another whiskey, but before he could remove the bottle Buckley had grabbed it and kept it close, obviously one glass wasn\u2019t going to be enough. \u00a0\u201cI didn\u2019t think to be seeing you here, Captain..I mean \u2026Adam.\u00a0 I thought you\u2019d still be playing boats.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNope.\u201d Adam \u00a0raised his drink to his lips.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cA lot else has changed since I left.\u00a0 Town\u2019s grown.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam nodded, no denying that fact, it had grown \u00a0like an overfed \u00a0baby demanding more and more all the time.\u00a0 He swallowed down some of the whiskey and looked at Billy\u2019s reflection in the mirror \u201cHow\u2019s life been treating you, Billy?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cJust as you said it would. \u00a0 Just as Ed Payton said \u2026 once they knew I was the man who shot him dead, \u00a0others came, kept coming, \u00a0kept so that I never really \u00a0had a chance to draw breath.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWell, that\u2019s the kind of reputation you wanted, wasn\u2019t it?\u201d Adam raised an eyebrow and stared into the other man\u2019s reflected eyes in the mirror.<\/p>\n

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\u201cI didn\u2019t want it, you know what I wanted ..who I wanted rather.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWell, you sure went about getting Sally the wrong way, didn\u2019t you?\u201d Adam said with a hint of bitterness in his voice.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Billy said nothing to that and both men seemed to have drifted \u00a0back to the time Sally Cass fell in love with a gunslinger, whom Billy Buckleyshot down.\u00a0 Fair fight or not, and Adam never felt that it was, \u00a0Billy \u00a0had lost his girl, and his comfortable \u00a0life in town. He \u00a0became as much one of the hunted as a hunter \u2026 a man he had never really sought to become.<\/p>\n

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\u201cSally left town then?\u201d Billy ventured to say eventually and Adam nodded, emptied his glass in a gulp and swallowed<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cShe did.\u00a0 Shortly after Will Cass died. \u00a0 She sold the store and moved away.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cDo you know where she went?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNope. \u201c \u00a0Adam shrugged \u201cYou looking for her?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo, \u00a0I mean, \u00a0perhaps I had hoped that someone would have known where she went.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cIts been some years, Billy.\u00a0 People move into town \u00a0never knowing \u00a0a thing about you, or Ed Payton or Sally Cass.\u201d \u00a0he nodded to Solomon and put down some more coins to cover the cost of the bottle Billy was hugging to himself.<\/p>\n

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\u201cI\u2019m \u00a0working for McGarthy now.\u201d \u00a0Billy said as though \u00a0he felt compelled to mention it, \u00a0he stepped closer and lowered his head \u201cYou better warn the sheriff to be careful around McGarthy.\u00a0 He doesn\u2019t like people asking questions.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam stared at the man as though he were delusional.\u00a0 Then slowly picked up his hat and put it on his head, \u00a0nodded over at Sol and without another glance at Billy \u00a0he walked out of the saloon. The bat wings swung back and forth as evidence of his passing \u2026<\/p>\n

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 <\/p>\n

Chapter 13<\/p>\n

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The big room of Joe and Mary Ann\u2019s home looked a comfortable warm oasis of family cosiness.\u00a0 The fire was not too large but the flames provided a flickering glowing \u00a0focus in the room, \u00a0creating shadows \u00a0across the ceiling .\u00a0 The lamps glowed in various darker corners \u00a0providing light where otherwise it would have been murky and gloomy.\u00a0 Hoss and Joe were occupied in an intense game of checkers while Hester darned her husband\u2019s socks and Mary Ann smocked a little garment for the forthcoming baby.<\/p>\n

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Hannah, Hope and Daniel were sitting on the rug close to the fire with their various toys before they were to be ushered up to their beds.\u00a0 The little girls in their nightgowns \u00a0sat side by side while Daniel sat a little apart from them in order to give himself more room to \u00a0push along his horse and wagon.<\/p>\n

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It was a scene no doubt echoed in many homes everywhere, and the silence was punctuated by the popping of logs as the flames consumed them, \u00a0the muted murmurs from the children as they played, and the occasional comment from the two men. The women \u00a0remained silent as their needles twinkled at their work.\u00a0 Occasionally Hester would \u00a0look up and observe the children with a tender smile on her face that would slowly fade to a look of dejection which she would attempt to shake off before resuming her task.<\/p>\n

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Two pairs of socks were neatly darned and put into the basket and then she stood up and with a light clap of the hands told the children it was time for bed.\u00a0 Hannah sighed \u201cNo, not now, \u00a0Ma.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cRight now, Hannah.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cBut Betsy doesn\u2019t want to go to bed yet.\u201d and Hannah gave her doll a tight squeeze that had it been a living creature would have had its eyes pop out!<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cTime for little girls and Betsy to go to bed\u2026\u201d Hester replied and put up her forefinger \u201cNow then, no arguments.\u201d<\/p>\n

Daniel scowled and looked over at his mother to whom he bestowed a dimpled smile \u201cMe an\u2019 all?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYes indeed,\u201d Mary Ann \u00a0laughed, \u201cYou as well.\u00a0 Come along, up you get\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Little feet pattered across the rugs to where the men stopped their game and hugged their children goodnight \u00a0then watched them briefly as the two women ushered them off to the stairs, \u201cShucks, they sure grow up fast, don\u2019t they?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Joe nodded and grinned, his hazel eyes twinkled, \u201cHard to imagine there will be another one soon.\u00a0 Mary Ann thinks it\u2019ll be a girl this time.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHmm, I thought that Hope was going to be \u00a0a boy.\u201d Hoss said thoughtfully and rubbed his chin, \u201cWell, \u00a0it\u2019ll be what it\u2019ll be I guess.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThat\u2019s very philosophical of you, Hoss.\u201d Joe said and turned his attention to the board, \u201cYour move.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYou sure?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYep.\u201d Joe smiled again and watched as his brother contemplated the board, \u201cFunny really, when you look at the three of them\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThree of what?\u201d Hoss muttered as he tried to work out what on the board signified a three of anything.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThe children. \u00a0 Looking at them just now you\u2019d think Daniel was your son and Hope was my daughter.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWhy\u2019d you think that?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWell, Hope\u2019s a real tiny scrap \u00a0of a \u00a0child, and Daniel\u2019s already bigger than her.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNah, he ain\u2019t.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHe is too.\u201d Joe smiled and cleared his throat \u201cAre \u00a0you going to make your move?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cSure, sure, don\u2019t rush me\u2026\u201d \u00a0Hoss\u2019 hand hovered over one of the checkers, he paused and looked at Joe \u201cDo you reckon Hope \u2026 I mean \u2026 do you really think she\u2019s small for her age?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI didn\u2019t say that, Hoss.\u00a0 I just said that Daniel\u2019s bigger than her, \u00a0and, come to think of it, \u00a0she is smaller than Hannah was at her age.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYou were small compared to me\u2026\u201d Hoss muttered, seeking refuge in that age old piece of information.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cS\u2019right, that\u2019s what I mean\u2026 \u201c<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYou did?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYeah, sure.\u00a0 Why?\u00a0 What did you think I meant?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Hoss shook his head and stared at the board harder than ever. \u00a0 He thought over Hester\u2019s concerns for her daughter, \u00a0added them to Joe\u2019s comments and felt his heart sink.\u00a0 Surely, surely, there couldn\u2019t possibly be anything wrong with little Hope.\u00a0 He shivered, well, there he was calling her Little Hope just like they used to call Joe \u2026 Little Joe.\u00a0 He looked up at Joe prodded him \u201cYou asleep, big fella?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo, \u00a0no, \u00a0sorry\u2026\u201d \u00a0and he picked up his checker, jumped two of Joe\u2019s and grinned in triumph.\u00a0 For once he might even win a game\u2026<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026..<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWhat\u2019s wrong, Hester?\u201d \u00a0Mary Ann whispered as they met on the landing outside the children\u2019s rooms.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWhat do you mean?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI noticed this evening, \u00a0you looked worried about something.\u00a0 Every time you looked over at the children you – well – you looked so anxious about \u2026 about \u00a0them.\u00a0 What\u2019s worrying you? \u201c<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNothing, nothing at all. I was just -\u201d Hester drew in her breath \u201cI was just thinking how small Hope is compared to Daniel and Hannah.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cIs that all?\u201d Mary Ann smiled and her eyes twinkled, \u201cI thought for a moment it was something serious.\u201d she put out her hand and took hold of her friends to give it a little squeeze \u201cHope is just perfect, Hester.\u00a0 There\u2019s nothing wrong with her at all.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cDo you think so?\u201d Hester whispered as if saying the words out loud would be like casting some spell over her child.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI know so.\u00a0 She\u2019s as cute as a button and as bright as can be \u2026 every child is different, you should know that by now.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI suppose you\u2019re right, it\u2019s just that she\u2019s so slight compared to Hannah.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThere you go again, \u00a0Hester.\u00a0 You can\u2019t compare her with Hannah, dear.\u00a0 Any more than I can compare Daniel with Nathaniel\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

They both thought for a moment about Nathaniel, nodded as though they had reached a mutual though mental appraisal and turned to the stairs. \u00a0 They shared a smile on the half landing as they looked down upon their husbands engrossed in trying to be the victor of their current game, with a sigh Hester whispered \u201cI don\u2019t think they ever grow up, do they?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Olivia reached out across the bed aware of the emptiness, the cold that crept across to touch her skin. \u00a0 Blinking sleepily as realisation dawned that her husband was not there beside her \u00a0she remained very still until she was awake and could think as to where he could be, and what time it actually was\u2026 \u00a0she strained her ears to hear the sounds of a child crying but there was nothing just the creaking of floor boards and the soft quiet tick of the clock on the wall.\u00a0 A lamp was burning and she leaned over to turn up the flame in order to see the time, \u00a0it was two in the morning.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She quickly pulled on a dressing gown and slipped her feet into soft slippers so that no sound would disturb the children as she made her way across the landing and down the stairs to where she thought she would find her husband, but although the fire had been banked up well there was no sign of him in the sitting room, nor in the study.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Shadows fell across the floor, \u00a0and for a moment she stood in the middle of the room \u00a0wondering where he could have gone.\u00a0 It was only when a breeze wafted across from the open porch door that she realised that he was outside the house.\u00a0 For another moment she stood there and wondered what he would be doing outside, \u00a0had she noticed him absent from her bed before this particular night? \u00a0 \u00a0She didn\u2019t think so, \u00a0she wasn\u2019t aware of it although she had to admit that he was at times restless, \u00a0and there were the dreams\u2026<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

It was a warm enough night for her to go outside and look for him which didn\u2019t take so long as she found him leaning against the corral fence with his arms folded across the top bar and his eyes half closed as though in deep thought. \u00a0 Whether he heard her approach or not he didn\u2019t move until she was close enough for him to stretch out his hand towards her and then turn, with a smile \u201cI\u2019m sorry,\u201c he murmured softly, \u201cDid I disturb you?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHow long have you been out here?\u201d she slipped into the shelter of his arm around her shoulders and looked \u00a0up into his face, \u00a0cast in shadows, \u00a0a smile on his lips.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI don\u2019t know\u2026\u201d he shrugged and hugged her closer, as though glad that she was now there to share this snatched moment with him, \u201cI used to walk the decks at this time of night, \u00a0look at the moon and stars, think over the day.\u201d he smiled down at her and then looked up at the dark skies \u201cI used to wonder what you were doing, \u00a0imagine the children in their beds, safe\u2026 \u201c he sighed then and his brow contracted into a furrow \u201cOdd isn\u2019t it?\u00a0 I always thought of you all safe and sound, and yet there was Reuben suffering, and you\u2026 alone and having to handle it all \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI had Pa, and the family.\u201d she whispered and put a finger to his lips \u201cI wasn\u2019t entirely alone.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

He just gave a slight shrug and said nothing to that although she could feel his heart beating , \u00a0\u201cDid you always come out on deck at this time\u2026 every night?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYes, \u00a0unless there were reasons to prevent me doing so.\u00a0 It was a kind of habit I enjoyed.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cBut you\u2019re home now \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHabits \u00a0aren\u2019t always easy to break.\u201d he whispered and looked down at her, \u00a0saw the anxious lines on her face and stroked them away with his finger before he kissed her very gently. \u00a0\u201cLet\u2019s get inside, before you get cold.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

They walked hand in hand into the house where he picked up the lamp and led her back to their room. \u00a0 The door closed with a gentle thud.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

In his room Ben walked away from the window and sat for a moment upon the side of the bed.\u00a0 He had heard the sound of his sons footsteps across the landing an hour earlier and \u00a0then watched from the window as he had walked to the corral fence, paced around for a while before \u00a0going to lean against the bars.\u00a0 He had seen Olivia join her husband, \u00a0enjoyed the sight of the contact between them and could see the love that existed there.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

He smiled just briefly at the memories of times when he also had held hands with a woman he had loved, \u00a0had taken her to his bed, had known her caresses and kisses\u2026. He sighed, he had been well blessed, well blessed.<\/p>\n

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Chapter 14<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Sheriff Candy Canady sat astride the saddle of his horse and watched the men at work on the big house.\u00a0 He hadn\u2019t realised he was smiling as he edged his horse forward but the sight and sound around the yard had involuntarily brought one to his face.\u00a0 Men laughing, whistling tuneless snatches of some song or another, \u00a0the sound of tools being used \u2026 as he dismounted he thought back to the previous week when he had visited the Bucksburn Mining Co and watched the lethargic listless men go about their work.\u00a0 The difference couldn\u2019t have been more marked .<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHi, Candy!\u201d \u00a0Hoss raised a hand, tossed into the air the hammer he was holding in his other hand and caught it, \u201cCome to \u00a0offer us your expertise?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cMy what?\u201d Candy laughed as he walked towards the three brothers, \u201cWhat\u2019s happened to him?\u201d he asked Adam and Joe, jerking his thumb at Hoss with a grin, \u201cHow come he\u2019s the one spouting the big words?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cOh, he\u2019s good at that,\u201d Joe chuckled as he put down his own hammer, \u201cJust don\u2019t ask him to explain what the word means\u2026 that way then he doesn\u2019t get confused.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHey, that\u2019s enough from you, you little squirt.\u201d Hoss gave Joe a nudge of the elbow with a good humoured grin, \u201cSo?\u00a0 Good to see you, sheriff.\u00a0 Is this a social visit or have you come to arrest Joe?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cMmm, \u00a0got a good reason for why I should arrest him?\u201d Candy said with his blue eyes twinkling as he looked from one to the other of them.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cLoitering with intent to avoid work would be one good reason,\u201d Adam drawled and leaned over to shake Candy by the hand, \u201cGood to see you though, Candy. How\u2019s the family?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAll doing well.\u00a0 Thanks.\u201d \u00a0Candy now stepped away a few paces as though he needed the space to observe the building before him, he shook his head in admiration and removed his hat out of respect, \u201cYou\u2019ve done a great job on this\u2026<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWell, \u00a0can\u2019t take all the credit.\u201d Joe said slowly turning himself around as he spoke so that he could stand beside the sheriff and look at the building, as though by doing so he could see it through Candy\u2019s eyes. \u00a0\u201cThe men we\u2019ve got working for us have done a great job.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cSure have,\u201d Hoss muttered as he gathered up a fistful of nails which he placed into a pail, \u201cMind you, it weren\u2019t easy for them, or us, we never knew who was going to be here any particular day, that McGarthy sure caused some bother.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWe managed,\u201d Adam said quickly, \u201cGot some of our own men to do the labouring mostly, when it was convenient and Pa let us \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The three of them shared a grin, obviously a private joke but one Candy could appreciate having worked for Ben for so many years. \u00a0\u201cHow is your Pa?\u00a0 Is he pleased with the house?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAs a dog with two tails.\u201d Hoss said, \u201cCan\u2019t wait to move in of course.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWhere is he now?\u201d Candy looked around , over his shoulder and up to the house again.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cIn town with Hester.\u00a0 She\u2019s gone to order more fixings for the house and he\u2019s gone to make sure she don\u2019t spend too much and he likes what she orders.\u201d Hoss chuckled and pushed back his hat, \u201cShe\u2019s sure enjoying those mail order books\u2026 \u00a0she and Mary Ann spend hours pouring over them.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThankfully Mary Ann\u2019s happy with what she\u2019s got \u2026\u201d Joe sighed, and looked as though he were recalling the days when the only catalogue they looked at were for stud bulls and leather worked saddles.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAnyway, \u00a0having established that Pa isn\u2019t around at the moment,\u201d Adam smiled but with serious eyes \u201cWhy exactly have you come here?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAh, well, I wanted to ask a favour of you, Adam.\u201d \u00a0Candy licked his lips and his eyes became as serious as the other mans, \u201cIf I recall rightly, you qualified as an engineer, right?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cCorrect.\u201d Adam nodded and glanced over at his brothers who had edged in closer, \u201cWhy\u2019d you ask?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI wanted to make use of your \u2018expertise\u2019 as Hoss would call it, \u00a0I want you to come with me and have a look at McGarthy\u2019s place.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cBy that \u00a0you mean what exactly?\u201d Adam asked with narrowed eyes, while Hoss and Joe \u00a0crowded in even closer.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cBy checking out the mine.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThe Bucksburn Mine?\u201d Joe gasped, \u201cYou kidding?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo, \u00a0I\u2019m serious.\u00a0 I\u2019ve asked several engineers in town but they won\u2019t go near the place.\u00a0 They reckon there\u2019s nothing wrong with the mines McGarthy runs, they\u2019re working at maximum capacity and doing well.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cSo?\u00a0 What\u2019s the problem?\u201d Hoss asked, narrowing his eyes<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cBecause there have been too many incidents there, too many injuries.\u00a0 I just want to make sure that everything is what he claims it to be ..\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWhich is?\u201d Adam asked while he stared at an awl with an intensity that was rather disconcerting.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cToo many accidents, \u00a0too many injuries.\u201d Candy replied in a tone of despondency.<\/p>\n

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\u201cNothing major though?\u201d Joe said quietly, \u201cI mean, \u00a0other mines have accidents \u2026it comes with the jobs, it has those kind of risks.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Candy nodded \u201cI know that, but since the 1870\u2019s there has been a program set up regarding medical care \u2026 every mine owner should provide that for their employees. The medical staff are paid for out of deductions from the miners wages and that means they don\u2019t need to use the doctors from the town.\u00a0 Well, McGarthy doesn\u2019t run a medical team for his employees, \u00a0and so far as I can tell, he doesn\u2019t intend to.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThat \u00a0doesn\u2019t involve us, Candy. \u201c Adam said quietly, \u201cIt\u2019s up to you, if you feel there is an infringement of the law, to go and enforce it.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI know that\u2026\u201d Candy said, almost snapping out the words.\u00a0 He waited a moment to think of what to say, \u201cLook, I\u2019m afraid that the mines aren\u2019t safe, that these small incidents are just indications that soon there\u2019s going to \u00a0be a major cave in.\u00a0 The doctors in town \u00a0are being used to full stretch as it is.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI know, Pa said as much a while back.\u201d Adam sighed, \u201cBut to be honest, Candy, I really can\u2019t see how I can help.\u00a0 In fact, I think it could cause a lot of trouble if McGarthy knew I was involved at all.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYeah,\u201d Hoss nodded, \u201cthe proverbial red rag to a bull.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Joe sighed and placed a hand on Candy\u2019s shoulder \u201cYou sure there isn\u2019t anyone else you could ask?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo.\u00a0 As I said the qualified men I asked in town \u00a0wouldn\u2019t oblige.\u00a0 They were scared off \u2026\u201d he glanced at Adam, the insinuation was there although unspoken.<\/p>\n

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Adam frowned and pushed some nails around on a plank of wood, \u00a0he didn\u2019t speak and Hoss looked at him and wondered whether or not to speak for \u00a0him, \u00a0while Joe chewed his bottom lip and wondered if he knew anyone who would be fool enough to do what Candy wanted.<\/p>\n

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\u201cGuess I had better get going then, \u00a0before someone breaks open the bank safe or runs off with someone\u2019s horse.\u201d Candy sighed and moved away but Adam stopped him by raising his hand, \u00a0\u201cWell?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHave you come across a man called Billy Buckley yet?\u201d Adam asked.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo, not that I know of, should I know him?\u201d Candy asked<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHe\u2019s a hired gunslinger, you\u2019ll probably find a poster on him somewhere or other. He\u2019s employed by McGarthy.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Candy paused for thought for a moment \u201cTall chap, \u00a0thin face, moustache?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThat\u2019s the one.\u201d Adam nodded \u201cI met him the other day, he told me to tell you not to keep asking questions\u2026 for the sake of your health, you understand?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Candy nodded, \u201cI see. \u00a0 And you got history with this man?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cSome. \u00a0 He killed a friend of mine.\u201d \u00a0Adam said and looked at his brothers who both nodded and looked intently at Candy.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAnd is that why you don\u2019t want to get involved with McGarthy?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo, of course not.\u201d Adam almost laughed at the thought that anyone could think he was running scared of Billy, \u201cNo, I\u2019m not running scared, Candy.\u00a0 Just exercising caution.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI see.\u00a0 How long before you stop \u2026\u201d Candy \u00a0nodded as though to emphasise the words \u201cexercising caution I mean?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam just looked at the sheriff and shrugged \u201cI\u2019ll let you know.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cDon\u2019t make it too long.\u201d Candy replied and turned away from them, replaced his hat and remounted his horse.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The three men watched him as he rode from the yard and disappeared behind the outbuildings, \u00a0then Joe turned to Adam \u201cYou seriously thinking of helping him out?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam said nothing, grimaced and shrugged \u201cC\u2019mon, we\u2019ve work to do.\u00a0 Pa wants this finished soon, remember?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYeah, but \u2026\u201d Joe stammered but stopped when Adam pushed a hammer into his hand and with a nod of the head indicated there was work to be done.<\/p>\n

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\u201cYou going to let Pa know about this?\u201d Hoss \u00a0asked as \u00a0he passed his brother on the way to claiming some nails.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam nodded, shrugged and then rubbed the back of his neck before picking up his hammer and following his brothers into the building.<\/p>\n

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How good to smell newly sawn wood, \u00a0to hear the music of hammers thudding nails into place, to watch as the stairs were carefully manoeuvred into place. They shared a grin and a nod of the head, \u00a0it was like seeing a phoenix rise from the ashes.. The new being born from the old\u2026 \u00a0 Adam ran his hand down the balustrade of the stairs and thought of smooth wood under his hand on his ships bulwark, Hoss \u00a0brushed his hand across the stones that had made up the fireplace for so many years, cleaned up and looking like new while Joe looked at the newly laid flooring and nodded to himself \u2026 he looked up and saw Adam watching him, and Hoss smiling\u2026 \u201cPa will be able to move in soon.\u201d he said \u201cHe\u2019ll be real pleased, won\u2019t he?\u201d<\/p>\n

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The three of them shared a smile, \u00a0the pleasure it gave them to have laboured upon the house in order to please their father tying them together in that greatest bond of brother ly affection.\u00a0 It was as they turned to go about their work that Joe paused a moment and then looked over at his eldest brother \u201cBilly Buckley huh?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWhat\u2019s that?\u201d Adam turned and raised his eyebrows<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI said, Bill Buckley \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWhat about him?\u201d Adam replied looking into the hazel eyes of his youngest brother who was now rocking slightly back and forth on his heels<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYou never mentioned him before.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cSo?\u201d Adam shrugged which brought Hoss to a standstill as he swivelled around to look at his two siblings.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cSo why not?\u00a0 Is he in town?\u201d Joe snapped<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHey, hang on thar, did I miss something?\u201d Hoss asked catching a sharp glare from both his brothers as an answer.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cBilly Buckley\u2019s in town.\u201d Joe \u00a0said and he shook his head \u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cBilly Buckley?\u201d Hoss\u2019 blue eyes widened \u201cThe youngster who killed Ed Payton?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThat\u2019s the one.\u201d Adam said with a sigh in his voice \u201cHe\u2019s working for McGarthy now.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHe is?\u201d Joe\u2019s voice had an edge to it now that hadn\u2019t been there previously, he stepped closer to his brother \u201cYou can\u2019t afford to get involved with that mining business, Adam.\u00a0 Buckley\u2019s built himself up quite a reputation as a gunslinger.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI know.\u201d Adam nodded and shrugged again.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cFact is, over the years while you\u2019ve been at sea you – er – haven\u2019t had much need for using your guns.\u201d Joe pointed out in a softer voice.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam looked at him thoughtfully for a moment and then nodded once more \u201cI know that too.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWhich means Buckley will have the edge on you when it comes to a shoot out.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cDo you think there\u2019ll be a shoot out between him and me?\u201d Adams\u2019 eyebrows rose and he shook his head with a rather bemused expression on his face \u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cBecause – that\u2019s why!\u201d Joe snapped and his face contorted slightly, \u00a0a look of dismay and surprise at Adams\u2019 apparent indifference.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cJoe\u2019s right,\u201d Hoss muttered, \u201cYou won\u2019t be much competition against Billy.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI don\u2019t intend to get into a confrontation with Billy,\u201d Adam said evenly, \u201cIt\u2019s Candy\u2019s business, he\u2019s the sheriff, \u00a0he has to deal with the likes of Billy.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cDoes Pa know about this?\u201d Joe now asked as he stepped back a fraction to give Adam the chance to return to his work<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWhy does Pa have to know?\u201d Adam replied.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cBecause he\u2019s Pa that\u2019s why.\u201d Hoss \u00a0muttered and went to do his work so that he could think over what had been said, the problems that could arise as a result and why – and not for the first time – did his brother Adam have to be such a granite head.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Joe put a hand on Adams arm \u201cLook, \u00a0Adam, you\u2019re not in charge of a ship now, you know.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI know that,\u201d Adam shook his brother\u2019s arm away, \u201cDon\u2019t you think I don\u2019t know that?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m just saying that you don\u2019t have to carry the weight of everything on your shoulders anymore, that\u2019s all.\u00a0 We\u2019re here\u2026 we\u2019re family, aren\u2019t we?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Joe\u2019s face had softened, that gentle affectionate look \u00a0that endeared him to so many, the expressive mouth held a half smile, while the hazel eyes looked at his brother with a quite paternal tenderness.\u00a0 As usual it had an effect upon Adam\u2019s mood for he reached out a hand and tousled Joe\u2019s unruly mop of hair \u201cSure, sure \u2026 I understand. Now, let\u2019s get back to work or this job will never get done.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Somewhat reassured Joe gave his brother the benefit of his cheeriest grin, although behind the eyes he was worried. \u00a0 He had never liked Billy Buckley, not even when the man was behaving like a decent human being, courting young Sally Cass and well thought of by many\u2026 so far as he was concerned the news that Buckley was back in town \u00a0unsettled him far more than it bothered his brother Adam.<\/p>\n

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Chapter 15<\/p>\n

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Timothy Schofield was the only doctor in the clinic when there came a frantic banging on the door causing the glass to rattle alarmingly from the force of the blows .\u00a0 Grumbling beneath his breath Schofield pushed himself away from the desk and was about to remonstrate verbally when the door was pushed open \u00a0and the look on the man\u2019s face stopped him from opening his mouth as the man gasped \u201cBucksburn there\u2019s been an accident \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The portly doctor paused only to grab his hat, his medical bag and slam the door behind him, pulling on the coat as he hurried to his buggy he turned to the other man \u201cHow many injured?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI don\u2019t know, \u00a0they\u2019re still going in to find \u2018em.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cLook here, go and get Dr Chan \u2026 he\u2019s at the Chinese quarter \u2026 no\u2026.wait, get Dr Martin, and his wife, they\u2019re at their house ..do you know where that is\u2026\u201d \u00a0and when the man nodded Schofield clambered into the buggy and was on the way out of town by the time the miner had crossed the road to get to \u00a0Paul and Bridie\u2019s home.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

It took a while to reach the mining camp where Schofield had to slow his buggy in order to thread its way through the assembled crowd \u00a0of silent women and groups of men clustered here and there, the voluble Chinese speaking in high pitched voices while the Irish stood sullen with brows hooded over brooding eyes, other men were there, different nationalities, all brought together \u00a0by \u00a0the promise of high wages and good working conditions.\u00a0 All united by the common disappointment of finding themselves contracted to work for less than the salary they earned in previous employment.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Schofield looked around him and got down from the buggy, \u00a0he elbowed his way through a group of muttering men and headed for McGarthy\u2019s office only to find it empty. \u00a0 He paused on the threshold and looked around him at the opulence of the place and then turned to face the men coming from the mine entrance. \u00a0 A woman approached, thin faced and straggling hair, \u201cYou won\u2019t find him there, he\u2019s at his place.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThis is the place he should be\u2026\u201d Schofield hissed between his teeth as he watched the men who were bringing others out on makeshift stretchers, \u00a0men who hobbled alongside them and leaned upon stout arms that bore them upright, he counted them as they approached although aware that the woman was still there talking at him. Finally he turned towards her \u201cWhat did you say?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHe\u2019s at his mansion \u2026 making sure the windows don\u2019t fall out and the doors don\u2019t come off their hinges.\u201d she shouted and for a moment Schofield wondered why she was shouting and then realised it was because she was angry, frightened, and that while these men could be dead, or dying, \u00a0McGarthy \u00a0was \u00a0playing Lord of the Manor elsewhere.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

A thin tall man with a moustache and cold eyes approached him, \u201cCome with me.\u00a0 Thought you knew your way around here by now.\u00a0 Are you alone?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019ve sent for Dr Martin.\u201d Schofield said in reply, a little breathless, it was difficult to keep up with the long legged man who looked somewhat out of place with his gun belt slung so low and the hat shading his eyes.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHere – this is the usual place, isn\u2019t it?\u201d Buckley gestured to a hut which had a wooden sign nailed onto the door \u201cMedical Centre.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

By the time Schofield had opened the door and deposited his medical bag on a desk the first of the injured was brought in.\u00a0 The man was on a stretcher, \u00a0carried by two others who looked hopefully at the doctor as though his presence would wrought some miracle in order to heal the poor wretch they had just brought in.\u00a0 Schofield indicated where the stretcher could be set down \u00a0while at the same time he surveyed the glass fronted medical cupboard affixed to the far wall.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Billy Buckley was watching him, standing away from the door and by the desk as the injured were being brought into the building.\u00a0 Schofield turned away from the cabinet and \u00a0approached Buckley \u201cHas McGarthy still not complied with the law? Is there no one here to administer medication to these men?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWe\u2019re waiting for some new medics \u2026\u201d Billy said in a flat tone of \u00a0voice \u201cIf there isn\u2019t anyone in town to help we\u2019ve been getting some of the staff from the Gould & Curry and the Jackdaw.\u00a0 They\u2019re the closest ..\u201d he paused, \u201cFelt it better to get you in to see to this though, there\u2019s been too many complaints about our \u00a0use of their staff.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The groans, the sudden shrill scream, \u00a0voices calling for \u00a0help prevented either man from speaking further , \u00a0Buckley did a prompt about turn while Schofield began to look at his patients.\u00a0 Those who had gone into the mine to find the victims stood close by, \u00a0weary, frightened and anxious.\u00a0 One of them approached Schofield as he was about to examine his first patient \u201cOne of the charges went off too soon\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Another pulled off his cap and hugged it to his chest \u201cThey was too close, \u00a0didn\u2019t stand a chance to get out of the way.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Schofield nodded and pushed them away, so eager to explain the causes of the accident they failed to realise they were now crowding in on him and preventing him from reaching the injured men. \u00a0\u201cAre these the only victims?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYes, the others got clear.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cUnharmed?\u201d Schofield snapped as he looked down at the blackened face of a man gasping to breathe.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cApart from cuts and – and it was like shrapnel – came out from the walls because of the explosion – but the women can see to them, \u00a0these men need more urgent attention than what they\u2019ve got.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019ll deal with these and check the others later.\u201d Schofield muttered as he set down his hat and removed his coat. \u00a0 \u201cAre there any women out there with any nursing experience?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The men looked at one another, \u00a0but before they could speak there came a scream from one of the victims, \u00a0and another called out \u201cHelp me\u2026 \u00a0help me\u2026. Can\u2019t breathe, can\u2019t breathe\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Schofield pushed the men aside, indicated the door and watched as they left casting anxious looks over at the injured who lay on the stretchers or \u00a0trestle beds that had been lined against the wall of the building.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

He was about to go to the aid of the man who was screaming when the door reopened and Paul Martin, followed by Bridie, entered the room,.\u00a0 Without a word they both removed their hats and coats and while Bridie began to get water on to boil and to set out instruments for use later, Paul joined Schofield in checking over the victims.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The man who was screaming \u00a0had passed out and was now silent. \u00a0 Another lay bloodied and in pain, his body torn by the sharp rocks that had pierced the flesh just as the other men had described it, like shrapnel, sharp edged and lethal.\u00a0 Another had half the flesh of his leg sliced away from thigh to ankle but the shock of blood loss seemed to have left him oblivious to any pain.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

A younger man \u00a0had a large sliver of the rock embedded in his shoulder, so severely and deeply had it penetrated that his arm hung in bloodied limp uselessness while the tendons and flesh that held everything together was exposed to full view.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The worst case was the man who had come in first of all and who stared from one eye at the ceiling.\u00a0 Paul and Timothy looked at one another and stepped to one side away from \u00a0the victims hearing.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWhat do you think?\u201d Paul murmured.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Schofield shook his head and looked over at the other men \u201cI\u2019d \u00a0think it wiser if we tried to save these others before attending to him.\u00a0 It may be that \u2026\u201d he looked at Paul meaningfully \u00a0and Paul turned away and looked over at his wife who was pulling on a large white apron.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

They were not sure when Jimmy Chan had arrived but it was at least an hour before McGarthy did, \u00a0striding purposefully to his office and demanding to be told all the details before \u00a0seeing the doctors, not that they were available as they tended to the wounded.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The man who had been unable to \u00a0breathe was the one with the ripped apart arm, who was found to have broken ribs and shattered spleen.\u00a0 Bridie had cleaned him carefully for the operation and had held his other hand in hers as Paul had amputated the limb. While she made him as comfortable as possible in his cot afterwards Paul went to assist Schofield with the man who had the \u00a0injured leg.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Sometime before Jimmy had arrived there had been a timid knock on the door and a woman had stepped inside to offer to help.\u00a0 She was set to keeping water boiling and making sure instruments were sterilised.\u00a0 Schofield had asked her if she was likely to faint at the sight of blood and she had said no, but when she saw the sight of the man with one eye she had turned green immediately and been sent back to boiling water.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Now Schofield and Jimmy Chan looked down upon the last of the most seriously injured and \u00a0wondered if there was any possibility of keeping him alive, and if they could keep him alive would he actually appreciate it.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWe\u2019ll do what we can for him,\u201d Schofield muttered and looked over at Bridie who was \u00a0helping to bandage the amputee \u201cMrs Martin, we need your help here.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Paul stepped forward \u201cNo, \u00a0she has enough to do\u2026 I\u2019ll assist here.\u201d \u00a0and he looked at Bridie sternly as though to warn her not to step any nearer to where the operation was to take place.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The clock had ticked away hours by now, \u00a0the other woman had been replaced by a younger stronger female who told Bridie in low tones that she had helped clean up the men who had received the cuts from the small shrapnel like bits of rock. \u201cOdd, it was, \u00a0some bits just wouldn\u2019t come out no matter what.\u00a0 Mrs Deacon said it was because they had got embedded in the bone.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Schofield worked carefully and slowly, taking his time to remove broken bone, teeth and \u00a0splinters of rock from the mans face.\u00a0 The \u00a0left eye socket had collapsed, \u00a0along with the left side of his face \u2026 \u00a0slowly, methodically the three doctors attempted to do all that they could to repair the impossible.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

An almost eerie silence had fallen upon the room as the injured but \u00a0attended to patients slept their drug induced sleep. \u00a0 The breathing of the three doctors as they laboured on the last victim accompanied the sound of the ticking clock.\u00a0 Bridie and the other woman very quietly cleaned the medical instruments that had been used and set them aside.\u00a0 It seemed to Bridie that the operation would never end but it did when the poor wretched man slipped away in death and left the three doctors standing there, \u00a0hands still holding the instruments they had been using and staring down at him as though they couldn\u2019t believe he had lost the will to live.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Schofield shook his head \u201cI doubt if he would have thanked us \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo,\u201d Paul murmured and his shoulders drooped, \u201cNo, \u00a0but we had to try.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Jimmy said nothing, \u00a0he bowed his head and wondered why they had even bothered.\u00a0 How could a man survive with only half a face?\u00a0 He turned away and approached Bridie who put a hand gently upon his arm, \u00a0she understood how he felt, sometimes he felt she was the only one.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Paul opened the door and sunlight streamed inside.\u00a0 He looked up at the sky and was amazed that it was still day light, he felt as though he had been standing over those men\u2019s poor bodies for endless hours.\u00a0 A small cluster of women were still standing there and one approached him now, \u00a0timidly \u201cDr Martin?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYes?\u00a0 Are you related to any of the men we have here?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cMy son? \u00a0 They said he – he lost his arm.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

He nodded, \u00a0and sighed \u201cHe\u2019s sleeping comfortably just now.\u00a0 It\u2019s Mrs Higgins isn\u2019t it?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYes, sir.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Another woman stepped forward, and another\u2026 they had waited patiently for as long as it was needed. \u00a0 One by one Paul assured them their man was asleep, doing well, was comfortable, yes, he had survived and then of course there was the one who had not and he had to tell her, very gently, \u00a0that her husband would not be going home.<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

McGarthy listened as Paul told him what he had the right to know, and then made promises that both knew would not be kept. \u00a0 \u201cIt\u2019s not the fault of the company,\u201d Patrick said patiently as though explaining the situation to a child, \u201cIt was a case of ignorance on the part of the men involved, carelessness and ineptitude. \u00a0 The man who was supervising the detail should be held accountable.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Quite true perhaps, but no one can hold a dead man accountable of anything \u2026<\/p>\n

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Chapter 16<\/p>\n

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During the 1860\u2019s Dr Martins house was located on the edge of town\u2026 available to the mines located on that side of the territory and to the townsfolk at an equal distance.\u00a0 As the town grew and the mines expanded so the doctor\u2019s house was absorbed into the town itself, but had been far enough away from the fires that had \u00a0caused such devastation in 1875 as to have remained as it had always been.<\/p>\n

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It had aged somewhat, just like its owner, but every so often a fesh coat of paint had gone onto the doors and window frames to brighten it up.\u00a0 A succession of housekeepers had also come and gone over the years and despite Bridie\u2019s objections Paul had insisted on providing one \u00a0as his wife\u2019s work load increased .<\/p>\n

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Mrs Treveleyn opened the door while tryng to dust off flour from her face with her free hand.\u00a0 She was somewhat gratified to see Hester standing rather hesitantly on the front porch, \u00a0she gave the other woman a smile and nod \u201cI\u2019ve been baking\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYes,\u201d Hester smiled and refrained from saying that had been fairly obvious, \u201cIs \u00a0Bridie \u2026 Mrs Martin at home?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI\u2019m afraid not,\u201d the housekeeper tried now to \u00a0straighten her cap, \u00a0a lace trimmed liinen affair that did little for her looks, \u201cShe had to go to the mine \u00a0with Dr Martin.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cThe mine?\u201d Hester glanced over to her buggy where the horse was nibbling at its bit as though annoyed at waiting already \u201cWhich one?\u00a0 What happened?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI don\u2019t know.\u201d Mrs Treveleyn shook her head \u201cDr Martin came back from surgery and asked her to go with him.\u00a0 Oh, it was that Bucksburn mine, the one that seems to be having trouble a lot just lately.\u00a0 Seems to me \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYes, thank you.\u00a0 Will you tell her I called by?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Hester \u00a0hurried back to her buggy and waited for a moment \u00a0to think through what she should do now.\u00a0 The mine was at least an hours journey from the town, \u00a0and perhaps the Doctor and his wife would prefer not to have her bustling in, apart from which of course, they could well be on their way home by now.<\/p>\n

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She drove the buggy to the surgery, it was, she surmised, possible for Su Ling to be there, and to be able to give her some information although even as she thought the words she wondered what right she had to expect any. \u00a0 She had so wanted to see Bridie today as well. \u00a0 She gathered up her skirts and was about to get down from the vehicle when her friend, Su Ling, appeared from the building.\u00a0 Su Ling gave Hester the customary bow of greeting before smiling up at her \u201cSo good to see you, Honourable Miss Hester. \u00a0 You come to see Su Ling?\u00a0 Or perhaps to see honourable doctor?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI was actually visiting town \u2026\u201d she paused, \u00a0then smiled after all, Su Ling wouldn\u2019t \u00a0be interested in \u00a0the fact that she had inveigled Ben into accompanying her to town to order a whole heap of furniture for the house. \u00a0 She shrugged a little and smiled apologetically \u201cWell, it doesn\u2019t really matter, Su Ling.\u00a0 Have you seen Ben?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cOh yes, \u00a0he go now to Mr Coffee home. \u201c Su Ling \u00a0smiled again, \u00a0\u201cNo trubble for you?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNo, everythings alright, thank you. \u00a0 The boys asked me to bring Ben into town so that he would not be under their feet for a few hours.\u201d<\/p>\n

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The younger woman laughed and Hester wondered why it was that Chinese women had the ability to make even laughter sound like tinkling melodies. \u00a0\u201cOh yes, I unnerstand, \u00a0little boys not want Honourable Father watch building.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cQuite right. I was asked to keep him out of their way for as long as possible.\u201d Hester sighed and then with a smile said, rather sweetly, \u201cSo I hear there has been a problem at the Bucksburn mine?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYes, all doctors and Mrs Martin go to help.\u00a0 Velly bad problem.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWill they be home soon?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Su Ling shook her head \u201cBad problem may take long time.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Hester could only give a weak smile and nod at that and watched Su Ling hurry away to her own home. \u00a0 \u00a0She turned the horse and buggy round carefully and set it into a good canter out of town in the direction of the mines as it occurred to her that an extra pair of hands was always appreciated, and if they were not, then perhaps she would have Bridie as company back into town. \u00a0 Ben had ridden in on Cinnamon so had left her to her own devices anyway and it was guarantee\u2019d that he wouldn\u2019t be leaving town too soon, \u00a0not now that he was at Roys.<\/p>\n

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Ben was comfortably seated in a big leather chair by a small fire balancing a cup and saucer in one hand and a slice of cake in the other. \u00a0 Roy was similarly occupied.\u00a0 From the kitchen area there came the sounds of things being prepared for another meal which Ben was considering staying a little longer to enjoy.<\/p>\n

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He brushed his mouth with the napkin that had been provided and nodded \u201cDorothy\u2019s a good cook.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cShe is,\u201d Roy agreed as he brushed crumbs from his moustache and transferred them to his vest, \u201cA good plain cook which I like, \u00a0not any of that fancy stuff Rachel used to be preparing all the time. Said my taste in food was old fashioned.\u201d he slurped back some coffee and after swilling it around his teeth swallowed it with a contented sigh.<\/p>\n

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\u201cHow is Dorothy?\u00a0 She seemed rather subdued when I arrived?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYes,\u201d Roy nodded and leaned closer which indicated that he wanted to speak in lower tones so Ben leaned forward to catch what he said \u201cshe has been quieter these past few days. \u00a0 I was thinking it had something to do with a visitor she had some days backalong\u2026someone with a fancy carriage.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Ben scratched the back of his neck \u201cYou think it could be one of her former \u2026 er \u2026 friends?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWal, it could be at that, but I don\u2019t think so.\u00a0 Dorothy\u2019s not a silly woman, she ain\u2019t likely to go fussing and moping because of some old boyfriend coming along to pay a visit.\u00a0 I was thinking it could be someone she had rather not seen, if you catch my drift.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Ben nodded but said nothing more as the lady in question came into the room with a fresh pot of coffee which she set down on the table \u201cIs there anything else you would like, gentlemen?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Ben observed her for a moment but when she noticed she was under scrutiny so that a blush crept over her neck, he turned his head and muttered he was full, and the cake was excellent. \u00a0\u201cMore coffee then?\u201d<\/p>\n

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They both nodded and she poured more into the cups before turning away.\u00a0 Ben caught Roy\u2019s eye, nodded and got up to follow her into the kitchen. \u00a0\u201cDorothy?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYes, Mr Cartwright?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Ben frowned, \u00a0looked at her with narrowed eyes \u201cMr Cartwright?\u00a0 When did you start calling me Mr Cartwright?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cSince you walked through the door.\u201d she said with a slight smile.<\/p>\n

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\u201cYes, but all the time I\u2019ve known you, \u00a0Dorothea, you\u2019ve called me Ben.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cTimes change.\u201d she replied and began to carefully put the remainder of the cake into a tin which was put onto a shelf, she sighed \u201cI\u2019ve changed.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cDo you make a habit of changing every few days? \u00a0 Last time I called on Roy \u00a0you were a lot more like your old self.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cOh,\u201d she shrugged \u201cWell, I can\u2019t afford to be like my old self, Mr Cartwright.\u00a0 I have to \u00a0remind myself that even with old friends like yourself I am now Dorothy Tennant, not Dorothea Armstrong.\u201d<\/p>\n

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He shook his head and smiled gently while he placed a kindly hand upon her arm, \u201cThere was nothing wrong with Dorothea Armstrong, \u00a0my dear.\u201d<\/p>\n

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She said nothing to that and he was somewhat puzzled when she moved away from him in an effort to remove his hand upon her arm. \u00a0 For a moment she busied herself with her food preparation before she looked up to find him still standing there \u201cWas there something you wanted?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYes, \u00a0if you wouldn\u2019t mind.\u201d<\/p>\n

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A slight \u00a0smile came to her lips as the old Dorothea slipped through so that Ben smiled back \u201cWell, perhaps I might?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI hope that you won\u2019t, Dorothy.\u00a0 I was just thinking that it may have been the wrong thing to have done, \u00a0moving back here where you \u00a0were so well known\u2026that is, if you did want a change of life.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI have been thinking the same, Mr Cartwright. \u00a0 Oh I have had a \u00a0change of life, as you politely called it, since that time \u2026 well, you know all about that of course. \u00a0 But I had thought it would be just perfect to come back here, \u00a0and live out my life as just Dorothy Tennant, \u00a0just relax and enjoy my last years here, it\u2019s been home to me for so long and I missed it while I was away.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cThat\u2019s understandable. \u00a0 So what has happened to change your mind?\u201d<\/p>\n

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She shook her head and shrugged \u201cOh \u00a0some people have long memories, some bear grudges I suppose.\u00a0 It doesn\u2019t matter where one goes, people remember \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYou had a visitor a while ago \u2026 \u00a0an old friend?\u00a0 Did he upset you?\u201d<\/p>\n

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She smiled but shook her head, \u00a0then wistfully looked at him \u201cNot an old friend, \u00a0Mr Cartwright, \u00a0perhaps he brought the ghost of one back into my life. \u201c<\/p>\n

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\u201cDid he say – or do – anything \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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She shook her head \u201cIt doesn\u2019t matter, Mr Cartwright. It\u2019s my business.\u00a0 As the old proverb says, \u2019I\u2019ve made my bed, so have to lie on it.\u2019\u201d she grimaced and her eyes twinkled for a moment with mischief, \u00a0\u201cWell, anyway, that\u2019s how it is, but thank you for your concern.\u00a0 You and Roy – I mean Mr Coffee – are good friends and I do appreciate it, but this is my business so I\u2019ll handle it.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYou don\u2019t have to handle it alone, Dorothy.\u201d<\/p>\n

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She nodded but turned her back on him so that he had no other option but to return to the other room and \u00a0sit back in the comfortable old chair.\u00a0 Roy looked hopefully at him but all he could do was shake his head.<\/p>\n

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A queue of men were lounging around the Medical Centre when Hester arrived and carefully edged her buggy in close to where she could see Pauls. \u00a0 It was obvious that every man there was in need of some form of attention, \u00a0there was blood on their clothing and bodies, their faces at times obscured by blood stained clothes held up to them, told there own story.<\/p>\n

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She pushed open the door to find more men inside seated on benches while the doctors and Bridie were tending to them.\u00a0 They glanced at her as she opened the door as sunlight and fresh air drifted into the room and disturbed their concentration.\u00a0 Scofield opened his mouth to say something but before he could utter a word Hester said \u201cI\u2019ve come to help.\u00a0 What can I do, just tell me?\u201d<\/p>\n

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There was another woman in the corner of the room boiling water, \u00a0a bowl of blood stained instruments and clothes were on a bench beside her.\u00a0 In another corner was a woman holding onto the hand of a man stretched out on a litter.\u00a0 As her eyes grew accustomed to the gloom Hester realised there were several women there, standing beside cots upon which bodies were lying, whether dead, unconscious or sleeping she didn\u2019t know.<\/p>\n

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\u201cIf you could help me here\u2026\u201d Bridie said in a voice dull with weariness \u201c I would be grateful.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Paul raised his head \u201cDid you notice how many more were waiting outside?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cAbout twelve\u2026\u201d Hester replied and looked at the man seated in front of Bridie, \u201cWhat do I do?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Bridie picked up an instrument that looked like tweezers, \u201cCarry on pulling out the flint from this poor man\u2019s face.\u00a0 His hands need bandaging \u2026 \u00a0 I\u2019ve already dealt with his body.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Hester nodded, looked at the man who stared back at her, Bridie placed a hand on her shoulder \u201cThank you, Hester.\u201d<\/p>\n

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She didn\u2019t say anything else just went to the door and beckoned to the next man along to come inside. \u00a0 He sat down and waited for attention, \u00a0his English was limited, he was Chinese like some of the others had been, \u00a0he was in pain, but anticipated hopefully that it would soon improve with the help of these people.\u00a0 He sighed, \u00a0this, he thought as Bridie loomed large before him with tweezers and a determined look on her weary face, was not what he had expected all those months ago when he had landed in San Francisco from his homeland. \u00a0 \u00a0As the first splinter was plucked from his cheekbone he forced himself not to wince, not to say a word.\u00a0 Life, he tried to convince himself, \u00a0was good.<\/p>\n

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Chapter 17<\/p>\n

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Hester was not sure how she managed to get home.\u00a0 She couldn\u2019t even recall getting back into the buggy and driving away from the mining camp. \u00a0 It was only when she was helped from the vehicle by her husband that reality seemed to return at the sight of his horror stricken face. She immediately burst into rather girlish tears as she felt his arms take hold of her and draw her into their protective custody.<\/p>\n

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\u201cOh Hoss,\u201d she sobbed, \u201cOh Hoss\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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Hoss said nothing but lifted her off her feet and carried her into the house where his anxious family were waiting for their arrival.\u00a0 There was an instant when everyone stepped forward to see for themselves that Hester was safe, but just as instantly they stepped back and left Hoss to settle her into the most comfortable chair.\u00a0 Mary Ann rushed out to organise something to drink, hot and sweet, \u00a0while Hop Sing hurried to get warm water and a towel for Missy Hester had returned home blood stained, dust covered and tear streaked.\u00a0 It was quite unlike Missy Hester!<\/p>\n

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No one spoke although eyes were turned to each other and spoke volumes, \u00a0no one knew what to say as Hoss knelt beside his wife and gently rubbed her trembling hands and then forced her to drink the hot sweet tea that Mary Ann had prepared.<\/p>\n

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After a while, and it seemed to the onlookers that it was a rather long while, Hester regained her composure. \u00a0 Hoss was wiping her face with the wet cloth while Hop Sing nodded approval as though even that task was usually beyond Hoss\u2019 \u00a0abilities.<\/p>\n

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\u201cIt\u2019s alright, I\u2019m alright,\u201d she whispered and drew in a deep breath, gulped down more of the tea and then, after handing the cup and saucer to Hop Sing, \u00a0she closed her eyes and covered her face with her hands. \u00a0\u201cI\u2019m sorry.\u00a0 I shouldn\u2019t have gone.\u00a0 I just wanted to help\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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Ben cleared his throat and explained how Mrs Treveleyn had told him that Hester had left to find Bridie but hadn\u2019t mentioned anything about where Bridie actually had gone.\u00a0 Hester removed her hands and looked at her family \u2026 Joe seated in a chair leaning towards her with his face a mask of tragedy on epic proportions; \u00a0Adam leaning against the back of Joe\u2019s chair with his arms folded with a blank expression on his face but dark eyes smouldering; Ben \u00a0with a face reflecting many emotions and black eyes snapping while Mary Ann hovered anxiously wringing her hands.\u00a0 The absence of Olivia and the children indicated that it was later than she had imagined, and everyone there had obviously feared the worst.<\/p>\n

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\u201cBridie was at the Bucksburn Mine.\u201d Hester said slowly, \u201cI thought if I went there I would probably meet her coming home as apparently she had been there for quite some time, but \u2026 but she was still there, helping the doctors \u2026\u201d \u00a0she shivered and grabbed hold of Hoss\u2019 hands \u201cI thought I\u2019d sent a message to let you know where I was?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWe didn\u2019t get it,\u201d Hoss said quietly, \u201cWe were about to saddle up and come looking for you.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI\u2019m sorry.\u201d she whispered again and rubbed her brow as though struggling to remember whether or not she had just imagined the boy taking the money and promising to find Ben in town to let him know where she was\u2026 she sighed \u201cWell, \u00a0I was only there an hour, some of the medical staff from the Jackdaw came to help and Bridie told me to come home.\u00a0 They\u2019re so tired, they had been working there for hours.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cSo what happened at the mine, honey?\u201d Hoss asked gently, stroking back a strand of hair from Hester\u2019s brow and tucking it behind her ear \u201cYou\u2019ve blood all over you\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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She looked down at her skirts then, shook her head in amazement at the sight of the blood and then looked at Hoss\u2019 dear anxious face.\u00a0 Very carefully so that the events unfolded in her mind as they had taken place, she told them about the mine, the men who had been injured, had died. \u00a0 She told them about the women who stood patiently waiting for their men to emerge from the Medical Centre as they had been cleaned and their wounds stitched up.<\/p>\n

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Ben asked about McGarthy, where had he been when it had happened, why had the town doctors been called in to help, where was he when the doctors had arrived and Hester shrugged \u201cI don\u2019t know \u2026 he did come to where we were and wrung his hands and promised the men a bonus and apologised.\u00a0 He seemed very upset.\u201d<\/p>\n

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The four men exchanged a look indicating that they didn\u2019t believe that for a moment, but waited for her to continue \u201cDr Schofield tore a strip off him, told him he was a disgrace and there should be a medical team available for incidents like this but Mr McGarthy got angry then and shouted back\u2026. Paul told them both to be quiet or leave the premises.\u201d \u00a0she frowned and shook her head \u201cThe Irish were the most voluble, \u00a0they were swearing and cursing and Bridie kept telling them to shut up, \u00a0she sounded so very Irish herself then \u2026\u201d and she laughed a little at the memory, then wiped away a tear \u201cBut it was the Chinese, they were so quiet, so stoic \u2026 not a word of complaint, they just seemed \u2026so accepting.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam nodded \u201cIts bred into them, it\u2019s their culture.\u201d and he thought briefly of the men who had been enslaved by Jiang Peng, of Cheng Ho Lee and turned away to look into the flames of the small fire.<\/p>\n

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\u201cSo did anyone say what caused the explosion?\u201d Ben asked now and Hester told her what she had overheard \u201cThe supervisor, a man called O\u2019Connell, \u00a0he was killed. He didn\u2019t make the fuses long enough\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNonsense,\u201d Adam snapped, \u201cNo man leaves himself short on fuses, if he were the supervisor then he\u2019d have known what length they were to be \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cOne of the other men said the same, the Irish man Mr Mayhew.\u00a0 He said that O\u2019Connell \u00a0wouldn\u2019t have been so careless, he was a good man, \u00a0he wouldn\u2019t have risked his life or his men.\u201d she heaved in a deep breath, and leaned forward to rest her head upon Hoss\u2019 shoulder \u201cOh Hoss, I feel so tired, and rather sick \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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Hoss nodded and instantly picked her up as if she were as light as Hannah, \u00a0and then carried her up the stairs and to the room \u00a0allocated to them. Ben turned to Joe and Adam as soon as the door was closed \u201cThere\u2019s something not right about this\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYou can say that again,\u201d Joe muttered, \u201cThing is, what can we do about it?\u201d<\/p>\n

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No one answered that, even Adam usually the first to offer an opinion kept quiet. They looked at one another and then with a sigh Adam pushed himself away from the back of Joes chair \u201cI\u2019d best get home, Olivia will be worried.\u201d he didn\u2019t say who Olivia would be worried about but no one needed to ask, it was fairly obvious.<\/p>\n

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Dorothy Tennant placed the items she had selected from the shelves onto the counter and waited patiently to be served. \u00a0 Several ladies who approached the counter after her were served first and when they had left the store the store keeper turned to her \u201cWe don\u2019t accept customers such as yourself here, \u00a0Madam.\u00a0 Perhaps you should try Ridleys further along the street.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Dorothy stared at him in disbelief \u201cBut I always get my things from here. They\u2019re for Mr Coffee and \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI don\u2019t care if they\u2019re for the King of England, we ain\u2019t serving you no more. Your sort ain\u2019t welcome here.\u201d \u00a0and he raised his chin – both of them – and glared down his nose at her.<\/p>\n

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\u201cSince when? \u00a0 My money was good enough yesterday.\u201d she snapped and then gave the Manager\u2019s wife, who had sidled in behind her husband, a dark glare \u201cAnd perhaps you could explain why?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cMe?\u00a0 Explain to the likes of you?\u201d the other woman snapped back in return, \u201cYou should be ashamed of yourself, Dorothea Armstrong, creeping back and pretending to be something \u00a0you\u2019re not.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Dorothy went slightly pale and then the colour rushed back into her cheeks, she shook her head \u201cI\u2019m Mr Coffee\u2019s housekeeper now, \u00a0Mrs Pollack, \u00a0and a respectable woman.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cHuh, respectable indeed.\u201d Mrs Pollack said loudly enough for other customers to hear \u201cNow off with you before I set on you with my broom.\u201d<\/p>\n

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For \u00a0a moment Dorothy\u2019s instincts from her former life flashed to her mind, had anyone spoken to her like that back then they would have been on the receiving end of her fist, as it was she had to force her fingers from curling into fighting mode.\u00a0 She shook her head and felt trapped, this, she realised the start of it all, this is what McGarthy had meant and she felt the colour drain from her face.\u00a0 Her hand reached out for her basket but before she had a chance to remove it from the counter a mittened hand rested upon hers \u201cWot\u2019s all this \u2018ere then?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Widow Hawkins stepped closer to the counter and stared at the Pollacks and then at Dorothy, \u00a0she then looked at the items on the counter and shook her head as though somewhat \u00a0confused \u201cWell, cat got yer tongue, Sidney?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNo, Mrs Hawkins, it\u2019s just that \u2026\u201d Pollack looked at Dorothy, \u201cWe were given a false impression as to who this person was\u2026 \u201c<\/p>\n

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\u201cDishonest that\u2019s what it is\u2026\u201d Mrs Pollack hissed.<\/p>\n

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Clemmie Hawkins gave them a glare from beneath her false eyelashes and then turned to Dorothy \u201cThis \u2018ere lot for Roy is it?\u00a0 Best get it into yer basket then, he\u2019ll be waiting on his breakfast.\u201d<\/p>\n

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She fixed the Pollacks with a glare and squared her shoulders \u201cGo on, me gel, get moving.\u00a0 I\u2019ll pay for these things, we can settle up later.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cMrs Hawkins\u2026\u201d Dorothy murmured but a firm shake of the head from the little widow indicated that she didn\u2019t want to hear so she quickly piled the things into the basket, whispered thank you and turned to leave.<\/p>\n

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Her hand was on the handle when she heard Clemmie\u2019s crisp voice \u201cSo tell me, Sidney Pollack, why is Mrs Tennant\u2019s money not good enough now when you were more than willing to take it when she was in her previous occupation?\u201d and in a lower voice hissed \u201cAnd happy enough to pass over your money to her at times too.\u201d<\/p>\n

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The sound of coins rattling upon the counter indicated payment had been made and with an odd feeling in her stomach Dorothy \u00a0Tennant made her way to the home of Roy Coffee.\u00a0 She wondered if she should mention the matter to him, \u00a0after all given Mrs Hawkins reputation as a gossip he would hear eventually anyway\u2026 but then that proved how little she knew about Clemmie Hawkins who knew perfectly well when to keep quiet and when not to do so.<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n

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Candy Canady poured out his second mug of coffee for the day when the door opened and a tall woman with her head covered by a shawl entered, \u00a0hesitated for a moment and then approached his desk \u201cCandy? \u00a0 Can I speak to you about something?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cMrs Mayhew?\u201d \u00a0Candy stood up politely and indicated the chair on the other side of the desk, \u201cSit down, would you like some coffee? \u00a0 Clem \u2026 get Mrs Mayhew some coffee.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Mrs Mayhew sat for a moment as though willing herself to do what she had intended to do; \u00a0she had made up her mind to see Candy the previous day when her husband had returned home all patched up and scarred no doubt for life. \u00a0 It wasn\u2019t right she had decided, not right at all and McGarthy was getting away with too much, far too much.<\/p>\n

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Now she took the mug that Clem passed over to her and sipped it, found it to be too hot so set it down on the desk \u201cDid you hear about the explosion at the mine yesterday?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Candy and Clem looked at one another, both nodded their heads.\u00a0 She sighed and was wondering what to say, when Candy prompted her to just say what she felt she needed and to drink the coffee while it was hot. As quietly as possible she told them what had happened, \u00a0watched their faces as she spoke, saw the indignation, the concern.\u00a0 She paused to drink some of the coffee and licked her lips before starting the explanation from a different direction.<\/p>\n

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\u201cYou see, it\u2019s like this \u2026 \u00a0McGarthy doesn\u2019t pay good decent wages, just enough if \u00a0you\u2019re really careful, to get by because the men are paid in script you see and we have to buy everything we need from the Company store. \u00a0 it\u2019s better for the men who are married, we women know how to keep the money spread over you see, but some women, well, they\u2019re just girls and spend it as easily as if their men were single.\u201d \u00a0she paused and frowned, shook here head and took some more coffee.<\/p>\n

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\u201cGo on, Mrs Mayhew, take your time.\u201d Candy said gently.<\/p>\n

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\u201cI\u2019m sorry, I guess I\u2019m rambling it\u2019s just that McGarthy has everything sewn up you see?\u00a0 The store belongs to him and he charges high rates, and the saloon as well, if you could call it that, but the men go there and drink or gamble their money away.\u00a0 But the things we need \u2026 like the Medics and a school for the kids\u2026 \u201c she frowned, and shook her head as though the weight of words was getting too heavy for her to bear.<\/p>\n

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Another silence and Clem was thinking that perhaps she needed some more coffee when she began to speak again \u201cIt means that most of the men are in debt, all the time, to the Company, that is, to McGarthy.\u00a0 He more or less owns them, body and soul.\u00a0 Well, O\u2019Connell \u00a0got so that he couldn\u2019t stand for it, he said we had to have proper Medical care right there in the camp and so he went to McGarthy last week and they had real set to, \u00a0shouting and swearing they were\u2026.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYou heard what was being said?\u201d Candy asked gently<\/p>\n

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\u201cOh yes, \u00a0because I was in the other room.\u00a0 I keep the office clean for him, you see. That\u2019s my job, it helps supplement Sam\u2019s. \u00a0 But Sam says that we don\u2019t earn enough money to be able to have pay deducted to cover for any Medics that\u2019s why we don\u2019t have any. \u00a0 The Chinese work hard but they keep themselves to themselves, they don\u2019t argue about anything just work, and take their money.\u00a0 The other men, well, a lot of them are just so feckless.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWhat do you want me to do , Mrs Mayhew?\u201d Candy asked quietly, \u201cMr McGarthy could well remind me that I have no jurisdiction on his territory, and I\u2019m afraid, that he\u2019d be right.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cOh.\u201d she leaned back, deflated now and bowed her head \u201cYou mean you can\u2019t help?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cSince my last visit |checked the paperwork about the rights of mine owners \u2026 and the law \u2026 some accept what a territorial sheriff will say or do, but some have their own law keepers installed, and don\u2019t take kindly to the likes of me interfering.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cMcGarthy doesn\u2019t have a law keeper, \u00a0only a gunslinger called Buckley.\u201d Mrs Mayhew said quietly and rose to her feet, \u201cWell, I thought I\u2019d just come by and see if you could help.\u00a0 I\u2019m sorry to have bothered you.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Candy stood up immediately \u201cIt\u2018s no bother, Mrs Mayhew.\u00a0 If anything else happens you come and tell me.\u00a0 Do you promise me that?\u201d<\/p>\n

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She nodded but pulled her shawl over her head as she left the building, not entirely convinced that Candy would be able to do anything at all to help the people trapped – as she saw it – at the Bucksburn Mining Company.\u00a0 He saw the cloud of misery pass over her face and put a hand on her arm \u201cSometimes people set themselves up as kings, \u00a0but they forget that the law can always find a loop hole somewhere, when it has to\u2026 at the moment McGarthy hasn\u2019t committed a crime.\u00a0 Do you understand?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cBut\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cBeing a ruthless man and willing to tread anyone down who gets in his way isn\u2019t a crime, yet, in this territory. \u00a0 All I can advise, Mrs Mayhew, is patience on your part\u2026and to let me know what\u2019s going on there.\u201d<\/p>\n

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She said nothing but looked more hopefully into his face, then quickly left the building.<\/p>\n

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Chapter 18<\/p>\n

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Shadows were slanting across the main thoroughfare of the town \u00a0and people went about their business without noticing the slim darkly clad man leaning against the post of the Telegraph Depot. \u00a0 He had watched Mrs Mayhew enter and leave the sheriff\u2019s office and also seen Dorothy Tennant as she now called herself return to Roy Coffee\u2019s with her basket laden with store bought goods.\u00a0 He lowered his head and tugged thoughtfully upon his moustache before making his way to the saloon.<\/p>\n

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As he lowered himself onto the somewhat rickety chair with the glass of beer on the table in front of him Billy Buckley concentrated hard on the situation he now found himself in.\u00a0 It seemed to him that throughout his life he had been dominated by strong bullying men and that he had allowed them to dictate how his life should be, which direction it should go.<\/p>\n

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The only time, and he had to take a deep draught of beer to consider this fact, the only time he had had peace of mind and shown any strength of character was when he had lived here in this town some years earlier and fallen in love with Sally Cass.\u00a0 It had seemed so important at the time to get rid of Ed Payton, when really what he wanted to get rid of was Billy Buckley, the man who always took the easy way out of a situation by letting others dictate the direction\u2026 because killing Payton had been a mistake.<\/p>\n

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He emptied his glass and set it down on t he table with a thud, yes, killing Payton had been a mistake all right, he had been cursed ever since with men and boys calling him out to face them countless times since. \u00a0 He had lost count of the number of people he had killed or wounded.\u00a0 No one ever tried to talk him out of facing them either.\u00a0 He just went out there and faced them \u2026 and then moved on to someplace else where it happened all over again.<\/p>\n

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Then there were the men who hired him to kill\u2026paid well, big bucks.\u00a0 He looked over at the counter and watched as Solomon cleaned the slops away with a cloth, \u00a0he watched the man\u2019s hand going back and forth and thought it was like his life really, just ticking away back and forth.<\/p>\n

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He thought again about Mrs Mayhew and Mrs Tennant, \u00a0he knew that McGarthy would want to know about them, after all as he kept saying \u2018You\u2019re my eyes and ears, Billy Boy.\u201d \u00a0 he shook his head in an attempt to get the sound of the voice out of his brain, \u00a0he hated the way people called him Billy Boy, even now.\u00a0 But then McGarthy had no fear of him, he didn\u2019t worry about Billy Buckley because he paid him so much money. \u00a0 For the amount of money he was getting could he kill a woman?\u00a0 Or even two women?\u00a0 What if McGarthy actually stooped to that level? \u00a0 What if he said in that oily voice of his \u2018There\u2019ll be a bonus in it for you, \u00a0Billy Boy.\u2019 \u00a0just like there was a bonus for \u00a0when he shortened that fuse.<\/p>\n

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He released his breath slowly at the memory of that moment, and how he had managed to scuttle away just in time, barely a hairsbreadth in it \u2026 but it had killed O\u2019Connell and that was what McGarthy had wanted after all.<\/p>\n

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A slender arm \u00a0draped across his shoulders and a pretty face leaned over to look into his, \u00a0 Gloria smiled and her eyes twinkled \u201cYou shouldn\u2019t be drinking alone, \u00a0Mister.\u00a0 Mind if I join you?\u201d<\/p>\n

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He did mind, but she was pretty and her smile was infectious, so he nodded and within minutes Solomon was there with a bottle of whiskey and two glasses and Gloria was sitting very close to him, her hand upon his knee and looking into his eyes.\u00a0 There were always girls like Gloria, in every town he ever went to, and they were always the same\u2026but he always ended up doing what they asked of him in the end.<\/p>\n

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Olivia had watched as her two children had ran into school. \u00a0 She had decided to bring them in herself rather than have Hank or Jake drive them in on the wagon.\u00a0 It was a still warm day and she had kissed her husband goodbye as he had left for work and then bundled the children into the buggy.<\/p>\n

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She now turned the vehicle and set the horses in the direction of Bridie\u2019s home. \u00a0 Various people called out a greeting as she passed or waved and these she acknowledged with a smile, a nod or a wave as the case may be.\u00a0 She had seen a woman scurrying into the sheriff\u2019s office and wondered briefly who she had been and what she would be wanting with the sheriff and had then dismissed the matter from her mind as she approached Roy\u2019s house.<\/p>\n

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A tall woman had been leaving with a basket on her arm.\u00a0 This was obviously the housekeeper that Ben had told them about, the lady with the reputation !\u00a0 She had hesitated for a fraction of a moment as she had thought over \u00a0whether she should visit Roy now or leave it to later.\u00a0 She had decided on it being later, \u00a0and continued onwards.<\/p>\n

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Mrs Treveleyn opened the door to her knocking and admitted her with a smile, \u201cOh she\u2019ll be so pleased to see you.\u201d \u00a0was her greeting, \u201cI\u2019ll put the kettle on and make some coffee\u2026unless you prefer tea of course?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cCoffee please.\u201d Olivia said and followed the housekeeper to the room where Bridie was seated at a desk busily writing what appeared to be a letter, a rather long letter.<\/p>\n

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\u201cOh Olivia, I am so glad to see you today.\u201d Bridie cried and put down her pen so that she could get up and embrace her visitor. \u00a0 \u201cAre you well?\u00a0 Have you brought Nathaniel with you?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI\u2019m very well,\u201d Olivia replied with a smile and pulled off her gloves and then her coat, \u201cAnd Nathaniel is with Mary Ann who likes having him there to play with Daniel.\u00a0 Hannah and Hope are very good playmates as well, so the four keep themselves well amused as you can imagine.\u201d<\/p>\n

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She folded the coat and placed it carefully over the back of the chair from where it was promptly removed by the redoubtable Mrs Treveleyn who believed that there was a place for everything and everything should \u00a0be in its proper place.<\/p>\n

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\u201cBridie, I came to see you to make sure you were alright after yesterday.\u00a0 Hester came home and \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cHester was wonderful,\u201d Bridie interrupted and led Olivia from the study area to where they could sit more comfortably \u00a0in front of the fire, within minutes Mrs Treveleyn had arrived with the coffee pot and everything on a tray which was placed near Bridie\u2019s elbow.<\/p>\n

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They said nothing until the other woman had left the room and Bridie sighed and shook her head, \u201cI\u2019m not sure about having a housekeeper, you know.\u00a0 It \u00a0seems so wrong somehow when I am capable of doing these things for myself.\u00a0 Paul insisted though, \u00a0and I daresay he\u2019s right.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cOf course he\u2019s right, Bridie.\u00a0 You worked hard enough before your marriage and now you have taken on so much work that you would never have time to run a house, or cook sensible meals \u2026 you know you wouldn\u2019t.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cThat\u2019s what Paul says, and it does seem as though our work load gets heavier rather than not.\u00a0 Yesterday \u2026\u201d she poured out coffee just as she knew Olivia liked it best and handed over the cup and saucer, \u201cwas a nightmare.\u00a0 Hester came just like an angel, just at the right time.\u00a0 She may have only been there an hour but she was such a help.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI wasn\u2019t there to hear it from herself, Adam told me about it later\u2026 \u00a0they \u2026 we\u2026 were all so concerned because Hester said you were there for hours.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYes, \u00a0and it seemed like even longer than that.\u201d \u00a0Bridie frowned and sipped her coffee, decided she needed more sugar and ladled more into the cup, \u201cI can\u2019t make that McGarthy out.\u00a0 I don\u2019t trust him an inch but I can\u2019t see what point or reason there would be for \u00a0that accident to happen.\u00a0 Some of the men we were attending to claimed that it was no accident, that the man, O\u2019Connor \u00a0\u2026 O\u2019Connell\u2026yes, that\u2019s it, O\u2019Connell, \u00a0was scrupulously careful, \u00a0he\u2019d never set off charges with a short fuse. He was an experienced man and knew what to do \u00a0\u2026 \u201c<\/p>\n

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\u201cBridie, you shouldn\u2019t have gone, \u00a0you and Paul are needed here in town.\u201d \u00a0Olivia set down her cup and looked at her friend anxiously \u201cYou look so tired. Is it possible for you to come to the Ponderosa for a few days, just to have a little time to rest?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cOh my dear,\u201d Bridie laughed and shook her head \u201cThat\u2019s impossible I\u2019m afraid. I have the hospice to run, and several ladies coming to full term \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cBut that\u2019s what I mean, Bridie, that\u2019s why you shouldn\u2019t be going to the mines.\u00a0 Mr McGarthy should be hiring a medical team to care for his men himself, if his men can\u2019t afford it from their pay then he should make up the deficiency.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Bridie shook her head with a smile \u201cI doubt if he would agree with you on that score, my dear.\u201d \u00a0 she poured out more coffee and watched as the brown liquid swirled around in the cup, \u00a0\u201cHe\u2019s become a very prominent man in town over the past year or so.\u00a0 He\u2019s very involved with the Mayor and various committee\u2019s in town, \u00a0and has his finger in several other pies as well.\u00a0 Odd though, it\u2019s as though he has deliberately worked in the background and suddenly taken the centre stage\u2026does that make sense, Olivia?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYes, perfect sense.\u201d Olivia said and stared thoughtfully into the fire, as though her mind were already on other things.<\/p>\n

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Candy dismounted outside McGarthy\u2019s office and after tapping on the door opened it and stepped inside. He was surprised not to have found Buckley at his usual station to prevent his entry, and now that he was actually approaching McGarthy he wondered what exactly he was going to say.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

McGarthy nodded over to him and smiled, leaned back into the big leather chair and pulled a gold watch from his vest pocket \u201cI can give you five minutes, sheriff, then I have an appointment with the Mayor.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI can always come back\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo, I was expecting you anyway.\u00a0 You heard about the accident that occurred here yesterday?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYes. \u201c<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

McGarthy nodded and rubbed his jaw with his fingers, the nails of which Candy noticed had been carefully manicured.\u00a0 For a moment Candy was distracted with that thought, \u00a0what man gets his nails manicured?\u00a0 Didn\u2019t make sense to him\u2026<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cIt was unfortunate.\u00a0 If 0\u2019Connel had survived the blast I would have had him arrested for murder, \u00a0or manslaughter\u2026whichever the law thought most credible.\u201d the eyes glinted and the lips narrowed, he was the picture of justifiable anger.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201csome of your men are saying that it was no accident\u2026 that O\u2019Connell wasn\u2019t the kind of man to risk any of their lives by being careless.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cLoose talk I\u2019m afraid.\u201d McGarthy sighed and shook his head, \u201cThe men are shocked, in pain, obviously they don\u2019t want O\u2019Connell blamed, he was a good man in many ways.\u00a0 However he had his faults, and he took short cuts when he thought he could get away with it.\u00a0 This time, he took just that one too many\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cMr McGarthy, I\u2019m going to arrange for an engineer to inspect your mine\u2026 an independent engineer you understand?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

McGarthy looked surprised but not angry or belligerent as Candy had expected, he nodded \u201cWell, of course, if you feel the need to have one.\u00a0 You shall have to pay his costs yourself, you understand?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Candy nodded and glanced at the clock, he had already exceeded his five minutes and felt anxious to leave anyway, McGarthy stood up and reached for his hat, glanced at his watch again, \u201cThe problem is, sheriff, that I can\u2019t think who you will get at such short notice.\u00a0 All the engineering companies in town seem so busy just now\u2026.\u201d he smiled, \u00a0and shrugged slightly, \u201cI\u2019ve had difficulty hiring one myself lately.\u00a0 Just impossible to get a good man to do the job.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cOh, I\u2019ve got a good man who\u2019s prepared to do the job,\u201d Candy replied slowly and turned to leave \u201cThank you for your time, Mr McGarthy.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNo trouble, sheriff.\u00a0 I\u2019m always happy to comply with the law as you know.\u00a0 Anything we can do to help, you and your \u2026er \u2026 engineer, just let me know.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Candy nodded and murmured his thanks then pulled the door open.\u00a0 He hadn\u2019t realised how claustrophobic the office was until he was standing in the open air feeling the breeze upon his face.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Once again he found himself watching the lines of men making their way to and from their work, the weariness in their bodies and the lined faces told t heir own tale.\u00a0 He could only shake his head in frustration and walk to where he had left his horse.<\/p>\n

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Chapter 19<\/p>\n

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The sound of the hammers falling in tune with one another was rather like the melodic refrain that drifts through a piece of music.\u00a0 Inside the building work continued with the construction of the interior walls and doorways but the main penetrating sound was that of the hammers from the two men on the roof affixing the shingles.<\/p>\n

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Olivia and Hester came down the newly installed stairs together, their skirts brushing over sawdust and the curls from planed off wood.\u00a0 Olivia was listening intently to what her sister in law was saying so much so that she didn\u2019t hear Ben\u2019s voice until she was standing right beside him \u201cSorry, Pa, did you say something?\u201d<\/p>\n

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He shook his head and rolled his eyes dramatically \u201cI said, do you know where Hop Sing has gone?\u00a0 He was supposed to be making lunch for the men and he\u2019s nowhere in sight?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Hester sighed and brushed away some wood from her sleeve \u201cPa, I told him he could spend time with Cheng Ho Lee while \u00a0Olivia and I \u00a0prepare lunch for everyone\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThat\u2019s right,\u201d Olivia gave her father in law the benefit of her warmest smile \u201cThat\u2019s why I\u2019m here.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Ben scowled and turned away, paused to pick up a tin can full of nails and then looked over at them with a sheepish look on his face \u201cI\u2019m sorry, I forgot \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cSeems to me someone needs something to drink.\u201d Hester laughed and slipped her arm through his, \u201cIs there something worrying you, my dear Pa?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo, not worried.\u00a0 Must admit I\u2019m hungry.\u201d \u00a0he replied and leaned down to pick up some tools, \u201cAdam and Joe are on the roof, shall I call them down?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cProbably be a good idea, food will be ready in five minutes.\u201d Olivia replied and watched as he made his way to the front door, then she turned to Hester \u201cThis is beginning to worry him, isn\u2019t it?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI don\u2019t know, Olivia, he told me the other day that he was surprised at how quickly it was all coming together.\u00a0 I think he\u2019s just tired and as he said, hungry.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWe had best get the meal ready then\u2026\u201d Olivia shook dust and sawdust from the hem of her skirts and smiled \u201cI wish we could wear pants like the men, it takes such a long time to get all this off.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

From outside they heard Ben\u2019s voice yelling for Adam and Joe to stop their hammering and to come down for something to eat.\u00a0 Although they didn\u2019t hear any voices the hammering slowly ceased and it wasn\u2019t long before the two men joined with the others to eat the food that Hester and Olivia served to them on the long trestle tables in the barn. \u00a0 Hoss came in from shoeing a horse, sweating profusely he wiped his arm across his brow and nodded over at Hester with a smile although she shook her head at him \u201cHoss Cartwright, go and get yourself cleaned up before you eat.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cShucks, honey bun, if\u2019n I do that then these here will have gone clean through the food like a storm of locuts.\u201c \u00a0He lamented \u201cCan\u2019t you just let me join \u00a0in here with everyone now just for once?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Olivia smiled at her husband as she set down a large platter of bread and was rewarded with a warm smile and a lingering look \u00a0in return, by the time she had turned to get in the rest of the food Hoss had taken a seat beside Joe \u00a0and studiously ignored his brothers wrinkled nose until he was forced to mention that Joe didn\u2019t smell so sweet either.<\/p>\n

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\u201cDoesn\u2019t this remind you of something?\u201d Adam said in a slow drawl, \u00a0\u201c All the men together eating like this?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cShucks, no, not that I can remember\u201d Hoss muttered and reached for some bread, he looked at Joe \u201cWhat about you?\u00a0 You got any idea what he\u2019s talking about?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNope.\u201d \u00a0Joe replied and smiled up at Hester as she handed him a bowl of rich beef stew.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Ben appeared and edged himself in between Adam and Hoss, he reached out and took some bread then looked around at the men who were eating and drinking together, their voices a mumble of words, an occasional laugh ..he looked at his sons and smiled \u201cDoesn\u2019t this remind you of something?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo,\u201d Joe and Hoss said in unison.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWhat does it remind you of , Pa?\u201d Adam asked as he dipped bread into his stew and joggled Hoss\u2019 elbow as a result so that the food on Hoss\u2019 fork fell back into the bowl.<\/p>\n

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\u201cI was thinking of Annie O\u2019Toole\u2019s.\u201d Ben said dreamily, \u00a0\u201cMy word, what a woman she was.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWould have been a good match for you, Pa.\u201d Joe laughed and succeeded in knocking Hoss\u2019 arm just as Hoss was about to put the food into his mouth, instead it plopped back into the bowl.<\/p>\n

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\u201cAnnie O\u2019Toole.\u201d Adam sighed \u201cI wonder where she is now.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cAccording to \u00a0Martha Frobisher she and her husband \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThe Swede\u2026\u201d Joe and Adam intoned together and grinned like two Cheshire cats.<\/p>\n

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\u201cS\u2019right, \u00a0Annie and her husband have gone on an European cruise and tour in order to broaden their minds.\u201d Ben smiled and passed the platter of bread along to Garvey, who was Henry\u2019s foreman and in that gentleman\u2019s absence was in charge although he had the good sense to let the Cartwrights think they were.<\/p>\n

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\u201cShe was some gal alright,\u201d Hoss muttered and made another valiant attempt to get some food into his mouth while the rest of his family were looking dreamily into space and recalling to mind the fiery Irish woman.<\/p>\n

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\u201cShe knew how to cook.\u201d Adam reached out for some salt and knocked the bread right out of Hoss\u2019 hand as he did so \u201cOh, sorry, brother, \u00a0didn\u2019t realise you were there.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWhat do you mean didn\u2019t realise I was here, I\u2019m big enough fer you to see, ain\u2019t I?\u201d Hoss cried in annoyance and grabbed for his bit of bread again.<\/p>\n

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\u201cYeah, you smell enough for us not to fail to notice.\u201d Joe sighed and reached for the same piece of bread \u201cThat\u2019s mine.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cIt\u2019s not.\u201d Hoss protested and held onto it with that stubborn look on his face that meant trouble for Joe if he were to persist.<\/p>\n

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\u201cDo you remember how much silver she dug out of that claim ?\u201d Ben asked now and nodded his thanks to Hester for pouring the coffee into the mug by his elbow<\/p>\n

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\u201cMillions of dollars worth \u2026Old Trapdoor lost out on everything in the end.\u201d Adam grinned at the memory while Hester asked why was someone called Trapdoor which meant that Ben and Adam went into a long monologue about the story of Annie O\u2019Toole and \u2019Himself\u2019 who was buried \u2026somewhere.<\/p>\n

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The men ate their meal and drank their coffee, they relaxed a little as they chatted over the days work and what was still to be done, Garvey turned to Ben \u201cWe should be finished within the week now, Mr Cartwright. \u00a0 You\u2019ll be able to get your things into the house and settle back in anytime.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cSure glad to know that, Garvey.\u201d Ben smiled and his dark eyes twinkled, \u201cI know Hoss and Hester will be as well.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Joe glanced over at Hoss who was shovelling in the beef stew as fast as he could before he lost it all, \u201cThat right, Hoss?\u00a0 You\u2019re real keen to get moved back in here?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cSure am.\u201d Hoss replied and began to mop up what was left of the stew with some bread, \u201cHester can\u2019t wait ..she \u2026\u201d he paused and rolled his eyes from left to right, saw Joe\u2019s stern face and bit down on his bottom lip in a gesture of defeat. \u201cShe is sure grateful for all your hospitality, Joe, \u00a0but ..\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cBut?\u201d Joe lowered his head, his face now inches from his brothers \u201cBut?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWell, like ..um\u2026 like well\u2026\u201d \u00a0Hoss glanced over at Adam who was sitting observing the two men with a bemused expression on his face \u201cAdam you explain.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cExplain what?\u201d Adam replied and frowned, tapped Joe on the shoulder \u201cCome on, we have work to finish. It looks like there\u2019s some rain on the way and I\u2019d rather have the roof weather proof before I leave tonight.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cSure, I\u2019ll \u00a0be right with you.\u201d Joe got up from the bench seat and looked at Hoss \u201cSeeing how you\u2019re so keen to get back here, Hoss, perhaps you\u2019d like to move in tonight.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cHuh?\u201d \u00a0Hoss looked with appeal at his brother who tossed his head as though to signify the depths of his hurt feelings before walking away.\u00a0 Hoss glanced up and down until he saw Hester talking to several of the men who were thanking her and Olivia for the meal they had enjoyed, having caught her attention he beckoned her over \u201cI reckon Joe\u2019s a mite annoyed with me \u2026 us\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWhy should he be?\u201d his wife asked immediately, \u201cWhat have you done?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNothing, it weren\u2019t me\u2026 well .. I don\u2019t think so.\u00a0 Jest that he thinks I should move out tonight and sleep here.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYou can\u2019t do that, Hoss. \u00a0 There are no beds here and a whole lot of things to do yet.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Hoss \u00a0slumped down and pushed his half eaten meal away, \u00a0somehow he had lost his appetite and he couldn\u2019t explain why about that either.<\/p>\n

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Joe and Adam resumed their task on the roof, \u00a0nailing in the shingles was a time consuming task, but they had plenty of experience at doing it and were sharing a laugh together \u00a0at the expense of their poor brother when Candy rode into the yard.<\/p>\n

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\u201cAdam?\u201d \u00a0he cupped his hands around his mouth in order to be better heard \u201cAdam?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cUp here.\u201d came a disembodied voice from above and \u00a0Candy had to dismount and make his way through the working men until he reached the area where he could see Adam and Joe more clearly<\/p>\n

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\u201cAdam, I need to talk to you.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cSure, what about?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cIn private.\u201d<\/p>\n

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The two brothers looked at one another sympathetically, \u00a0promising to return within a few minutes Adam made his way back down to the ground and made his way to where Candy was waiting for him.\u00a0 He glanced at the sky, black clouds were gathering and there was already a lowering of the temperature, he nodded to Candy \u201cWell what is it?\u00a0 Make it quick Candy, I\u2019ve still a lot of roof to cover yet?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYou heard about the situation at the Bucksburn Mines the other day?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cSure, \u00a0Hester was there helping, what about it?\u201d he wiped his hands upon his bandana and tucked it into the back pocket of his pants<\/p>\n

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\u201cI told McGarthy I wanted to inspect the mines, with an engineer.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI see.\u201d Adam nodded \u00a0again, \u201cSo ?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cSo that means I need you to come with me and check the mines over.\u201d<\/p>\n

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A slight frown furrowed Adams brow, he pursed his lips and rubbed the back of his neck \u201cYou sure there isn\u2019t any engineer in town who would be better suited, Candy?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI\u2019m sure\u2026 I\u2019ve tried them all, McGarthy has either paid them off or scared them to death.\u00a0 They won\u2019t help.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam grimaced, his mouth twisted slightly and he shook his head \u201cI\u2019ve work here, Candy, and ranch work has to be done too\u2026 \u201c<\/p>\n

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\u201cAdam, I wouldn\u2019t ask if I wasn\u2019t desperate.\u00a0 I thought you\u2019d be happy to help me out here.\u201d Candy\u2019s blue eyes darkened, he glanced around him, several men had paused in their work to look over at them making him realise he had raised his voice enough for them to hear and conjecture about what they were talking, he cleared his throat \u201cYou backing out, is that it?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam rubbed his chin with one hand and shook his head \u201cNo, I\u2019m not backing out.\u00a0 I\u2019m just saying that I can\u2019t drop everything right now as I\u2019ve things to do here. \u201c<\/p>\n

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\u201cTomorrow then?\u201d Candy asked hopefully but Adam \u00a0shoo k his head again \u201cNo, \u00a0I\u2019ve got to make sure this is done before I take on anything else.\u00a0 Can we do it the day after tomorrow?\u201d<\/p>\n

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For a moment Adam thought Candy was going to lose his temper, \u00a0but he was wrong for the sheriff, after pausing just a moment, nodded, smiled and shook Adam\u2019s hand<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cMeet me at my office at 10 o\u2019clock \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam nodded \u201c10 o clock it is.\u201d \u00a0 he looked over at the barn and smiled \u201cThere\u2019s hot coffee and some food \u00a0over in the barn, Hester and Olivia will be more than pleased to see you.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cThanks, sounds good.\u201d Candy touched the brim of his hat and stepped back for Adam to turn and make his way back to the ladder, within minutes he was back in position besides Joe who asked him what was going on.<\/p>\n

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As their hammers rose and fell Adam told Joe about Candy\u2019s request and how he had promised to help him.\u00a0 Joe said nothing for a while just carefully hammered in the nails, then selected another shingle to put into position for nailing in, \u201cI don\u2019t know, Adam.\u00a0 I don\u2019t trust McGarthy.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNo one trusts McGarthy.\u201d Adam smiled although his eyes were sombre and he didn\u2019t look at Joe as he spoke.<\/p>\n

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\u201cI know, \u00a0but I just got a bad feeling about this whole thing.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWhat kind of feeling?\u201d \u00a0Adam frowned, he hadn\u2019t any intention of admitting to Joe that he had had a bad feeling about the Mine and McGarthy since Candy had first brought it to his attention.<\/p>\n

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\u201cJust that it\u2019s best not to be involved .\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam released his breath and frowned, he selected a nail and hammered it carefully through the shingle.\u00a0 He said nothing to that and Joe knew his brother too well to continue with the subject.\u00a0 They settled back into the rhythm \u00a0of the work and before the first drops of rain began to fall they were able to say the job was complete.<\/p>\n

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Chapter 20<\/p>\n

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McGarthy was reading through the accident report submitted to him by the man who had taken over from O\u2019Connell. \u00a0 It was adequate to his way of thinking as it said what needed to be said without any blame being attached to anyone other than the man responsible for fixing the charges and lighting up the fuse.\u00a0 The name of the man responsible was left unmentioned but that didn\u2019t really matter as the name was on everyone\u2019s mind now.\u00a0 Innocent or guilty \u00a0O\u2019Connell was going to achieve the full responsibility of the disaster that had left one man dead (himself), several dying from their injuries and a large number of men bearing the scars for the rest of their lives.<\/p>\n

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He was satisfied and gave a nod of the head in approval even though he was alone in the room. \u00a0 He was about to put his signature to the bottom of the page when the door opened \u00a0\u201cDon\u2019t you know when to knock?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cSorry Mr McGarthy.\u201d Billy removed his hat and stood there for a moment as he surveyed his employer, \u00a0he closed the door carefully and stepped further into the room, \u00a0wondering why it was that he always had to bow and scrape to people like this man.\u00a0 He sighed and watched as McGarthy continued with what he was doing as though he were quite alone.\u00a0 Just when he was thinking of leaving the other man glanced up \u201cWell?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Billy shrugged \u201cwhat do you want to know?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

McGarthy scowled, his pale blue eyes flicked over the other man and the look on \u00a0his face registered a faint contempt \u201cDid you \u00a0do what I said regarding those women?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI did what I could after all they have independent lives, can\u2019t watch both at the same time.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cAre you getting a bit above your station, boy?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Billy flushed red, \u00a0one other thing he hated about himself he flushed too easily when offended, he shook his head \u201cNo, just stating facts.\u00a0 Anyhow,\u201d he licked his lips, best to say what had to be said sooner than later \u201cThe woman in town who works for Mr Coffee\u2026 don\u2019t think some store keepers are taking any notice of what they were told, she got all the goods she needed and some.\u00a0 She\u2019s friendly with Ben Cartwright too, \u00a0he went to see the old sheriff and stayed there some time.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cGo on \u2026 what about the Mayhew woman?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWell, \u00a0she did just what you suspected, went to see Sheriff Canaday. She was in there for some time.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThen what did she do?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Billy shrugged \u201cNothing, she just got on her wagon and came back to camp.\u00a0 Her husband\u2019s in a bad way, I heard her telling one of the women that he may not be able to see, one of the \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI\u2019m not interested in that kind of gossip. \u00a0 You keep your eye on Mrs Mayhew, if she causes any trouble then I expect you to deal with her.\u201d he paused and stared into Billy\u2019s eyes \u201cYou do understand what I mean don\u2019t you?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI don\u2019t like harming women, Mr McGarthy.\u201d Billy said in a lower tone of voice and managed to keep his eyes fixed on those of his employer, \u201cShe\u2019s a good woman, well meaning \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cThey\u2019re always the kind that cause trouble.\u00a0 You just do as I tell you, or \u00a0you\u2019ll be out of here with nothing.\u201d \u00a0McGarthy stood \u00a0up and walked around the desk to where a map was pinned to the wall, he looked at it for a while, \u201cMrs Armstrong needs to know that we mean business.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYes?\u201d Billy\u2019s voice faltered and he looked down at the floor, \u00a0he had thought that Mrs Arnstrong looked a very pleasant woman, hard to believe some of the things he had \u00a0heard about her and what she got up to in the past.<\/p>\n

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\u201cJust deal with it \u2026\u201d \u00a0 McGarthy frowned \u201cAnd see that some of the store keepers get a lesson \u2026 not all of them, just one or two will be enough to put fear into the rest of t hem.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Buckley nodded and was about to \u00a0leave when McGarthy stopped him \u201cI\u2019ve got some more men coming in to assist you, Billy. \u00a0 Seems that since the last incident too much talk is circulating in town.\u00a0 One man wont be enough if there\u2019s trouble.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWell, if you want my opinion, Mr \u00a0McGarthy, if I do all that you\u2019ve asked me to do, there\u2019s only be more talk in town, and none of it good \u201c<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Patrick nodded \u201cThen be discreet about it \u2026 alright?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Billy said nothing more, he could feel his collar tightening around his throat and wondered what to say next, but as McGarthy turned his back on him he reasoned that it was time for him to leave.<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n

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It was early evening when Ben finally settled down \u00a0in his chair by the fire, he filled his pipe bowl and lit the tobacco before flicking the match into the fire.\u00a0 October was a month of cooler weather, \u00a0rain and shorter days, the messenger of winter being just ahead. \u00a0 He leaned \u00a0back and observed his daughter in law who was knitting what appeared to be a pair of socks.\u00a0 He could remember Inger knitting just like that, her head bowed over her needles, the wool \u00a0passing and repassing while her fingers had moved so fast.<\/p>\n

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Olivia\u2019s blonde hair reflected the light from the fire and the lamps, \u00a0it looked like a halo often seen on religious paintings, and when Ben looked at her face he thought that if Botticelli or any of those Italian painters had been about now, they would have been begging her to sit for them as a model for some saint or virgin or whatever…<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWhat\u2019s on your mind, Pa?\u201d Adam asked as he entered the room and settled into his chair, \u201cI can hear you thinking \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYou can?\u201d Ben grinned and then looked again at Olivia who had looked up and smiled over at him \u00a0before returning to her knitting \u201cI was congratulating myself on having such a beautiful daughter in law.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAh well, in that case I can only agree with you,\u201d Adam reached out and placed a gentle hand on Olivia\u2019s shoulder before settling back into his seat.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAdam, \u00a0this matter of McGarthy -?\u201d \u00a0Ben drew hard on the stem of his pipe \u201cDo you think it\u2019s wise to get involved in what\u2019s happening there?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Now Olivia did look up and glance from one to the other of them, before putting her knitting down into her lap in order to pay attention to what was said.\u00a0 Her husband smiled briefly at her and then looked at his father \u201cIt\u2019s not of my choosing, Pa.\u00a0 Candy\u2019s asked me to go with him and I can hardly refuse.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWhy not?\u201d Olivia asked, \u201cWhy can\u2019t you refuse?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cBecause he\u2019s the sheriff, and a friend, and he\u2019s concerned about what\u2019s going on in those mines\u2026 as am I.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cBeing concerned,\u201d Ben said rather slowly \u201cdoesn\u2019t mean you have to be involved.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cDoesn\u2019t it?\u00a0 You wouldn\u2019t have said that at one time, Pa.\u201d Adam said gently and leaned forward so that his body was directed at his father, he leaned his elbows on his knees and clasped his hands together \u201cI\u2019m only going to have a look around to see if there is anything wrong.\u00a0 It isn\u2019t causing trouble, it is however, preventing it.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNot where McGarthy\u2019s concerned.\u201d Ben intoned and looked at Olivia who glanced from him to her husband with a worried look on her face, \u201cLook, at one time we would have interfered, or got involved in some way as you put it, but only if we were asked, or if something had happened that involved any of us. \u00a0 It doesn\u2019t pay to go riding into one of those mining camps to look for trouble.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI think you and I are talking about different kinds of trouble, Pa.\u201d Adam smiled and shook his head, \u201cI don\u2019t want trouble with McGarthy. \u00a0 Candy represents the law, he\u2019s the one who will have to bear the brunt of any trouble from that quarter.\u00a0 What I want to avoid is being responsible for any neglect that could cause worst happening than what occurred the other day.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Ben sighed \u201cI don\u2019t know if you\u2019re being deliberately obtuse, son, but you seem to have forgotten that McGarthy bears a rather large grudge against us as a family.\u00a0 You could well be at the receiving end of something bigger than you realise if you mess with him.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam shook his head and then gave a slight shrug \u201cPerhaps it will be the other way around, Pa, perhaps he\u2019ll have to accept the fact that he\u2019s taken on something or someone who is bigger than he ever realised!\u201d \u00a0 he looked over at Olivia then and frowned \u201cThere\u2019s no need for you to worry, Livvy, I know what I\u2019m doing.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Olivia only smiled at him but when she looked at Ben she could see her own anxieties reflected in his eyes. \u00a0 She was about to speak when there came the sound of an infants wail from upstairs so she excused herself quietly and muttered something about Nathaniel and teeth, leaving the two men facing one another.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam frowned \u201cDon\u2019t speak about things that could worry Olivia, Pa.\u00a0 It\u2019s not fair on her.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Ben bristled slightly, swallowed a mouthful of smoke along with his pride and shook his head \u201cGetting tangled up with McGarthy should worry you, \u00a0let alone her \u2026 you\u2019re the one who\u2019s being unfair, Adam.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The \u00a0younger man shook his head and was about to speak when Olivia came downstairs with Nathaniel in her arms, \u00a0with tears on his cheeks and rubbing at his eyes. \u201cHe\u2019s a little feverish. \u00a0 Will you take him, Adam, while I get some medicine for him.\u00a0 Poor mite, teething is a horrible business.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam \u00a0took his son into his arms and jiggled him a little on his knee, tweaked his nose and tickled him under the chin so that by the time Olivia returned with spoon and bottle in her hands the child was laughing and dimpling at his father in delight, \u00a0she shook her head \u201cOh what a rascal.\u201d she laughed \u201cwhy is he always so happy to be with you, \u00a0well, since you are getting on so famously with him, you can give him his medicine while I go and make us something to drink.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Nathaniel looked round and up at his mother, big brown eyes blinked up at her and a gummy smile that showed off four little teeth, then he looked up at his father, saw the spoon and the smile faded, the bottom lip quivered, dimples disappeared. \u00a0 Adam pulled a face and looked at his wife \u201cPerhaps you should do it.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAll you have to do is fill the spoon and stick it in his mouth.\u201d Olivia said in exasperation, \u00a0\u201cIt isn\u2019t difficult.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Father and son observed each other, \u00a0Adam grimaced and the baby grizzled.\u00a0 With a shake of the head Olivia plucked her son from his father\u2019s arms and snatched up the bottle and spoon, \u00a0and carried him off to the kitchen. \u00a0 Adam sighed and looked over at his father \u201cWhat was it we were talking about?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Ben only shrugged, he knew his son well enough to know there was little point in saying another word.\u00a0 He stared into the flames and nodded to himself, \u00a0it wouldn\u2019t \u00a0be long before he would be back at the Ponderosa, he smiled and contented himself with that thought. \u00a0\u201cYou and Joe did a good job on shingling today.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWell, the house is weather tight now, there\u2019s a few things to finish off inside and then you can start moving in.\u00a0 No doubt you\u2019ll be glad to get back to your own home, Pa.\u201d Adam stretched out his legs and folded his hands behind his head, \u201cHester and Hoss are \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWell, there\u2019s something to be said about being at one\u2019s own home, \u00a0I suppose.\u201d Ben replied and sent up several smoke signals as he leaned back to observe the ceiling.<\/p>\n

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Chapter 21<\/p>\n

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The knocking on the door finally aroused Bridie from a deep and most welcome sleep.\u00a0 Her husband was absent from home as he was attending to a young boy with acute appendicitis somewhere out of town so feeling rather resentful at having her sleep disturbed she rolled out of bed and waited to make sure she hadn\u2019t imagined the summons.<\/p>\n

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There it was again, banging and thumping.\u00a0 She rubbed her eyes then groped for her dressing gown and made her way down the stairs, \u00a0in the hall the lamp still glowed on the small table to welcome Paul home, but now she picked it up and took it with her to the door.<\/p>\n

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Mrs Mayhew stood \u00a0there with her shawl covering her head and her arm around a young woman who stood shivering at her side.\u00a0 A bundle of something or other stood at their feet.\u00a0 Without a word Bridie stepped aside to admit the two women, \u00a0and once they were in the hall, complete with bundle, she led them to the sitting room.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Mrs Mayhew looked reasonably calm although her eyes had a rather wild look in them.\u00a0 The other woman was beyond calm, her pallor was so great as to make her appear white apart from the dark shadows under her eyes and the red rimmed lids.\u00a0 It was apparent she was in the far stages of distress, no doubt had wept herself to exhaustion. \u00a0 She sunk down gratefully upon a chair and looked plaintively up at Mrs Mayhew as though seeking reassurance that they had done the right thing.<\/p>\n

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Mrs Mayhew now knelt beside the other woman and began to rub her hands gently as though to put some warmth into them, \u00a0while Bridie attempted to bring a flame back to the dying embers in the fire. \u00a0\u201cWhat\u2019s happened?\u201d she asked and Mrs Mayhew looked over her shoulder at her briefly before returning to instil some life back into the girls hands<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThis is Mrs O\u2019Connell. \u00a0 Her husband was killed in the mine the other day.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Bridie nodded and remembered now the one woman who had had to stand and wait to be told that her husband would not be returning home.\u00a0 She placed some wood on the hot embers and then went to look \u00a0at the young woman who was slumped in the chair as though she had lost the will to live.\u00a0 Mrs Mayhew shook her head and sighed \u201cMcGarthy sent her notice today to vacate the cabin they lived in.\u00a0 He said that as her husband – well, the fact of the matter is that when a man can\u2019t work then there\u2019s no money coming in \u00a0for rent – so he evicts the family immediately so that someone else can replace them usually at a higher rent.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI thought housing was provided for families rent free while the man was in employment?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cOh no,\u201d Mrs Mayhew laughed ironically \u201cOh no, not at the Bucksburn anyway.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Bridie gently brushed back some of the hair from the other womans face, noticing as she did so that it was very similar in colour to that of Hester Cartwrights. \u00a0\u201cThe poor girls terrified.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYes, McGarthy had some of his thugs \u2018help\u2019 her leave the premises.\u00a0 They smashed everything they could put their hands on, all she had was what she managed to salvage in that bundle. \u201c<\/p>\n

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\u201cI\u2019ll get something hot for her to eat, \u00a0get her closer to the fire, keep her warm and talk to her, reassure her that she\u2019s safe now.\u201d Bridie whispered and then paused \u201cThere were several other men involved, I mean, injured \u2026what happened to their families?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThey\u2019ve all had to leave.\u201d Mrs Mayhew replied with a slight shrug of the shoulders, \u201cThankfully they all had somewhere else they could return to\u2026family, friends \u2026 they just wanted to get away from here, put as much distance between them and McGarthy as possible.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Bridie nodded and quickly went into the kitchen to find some of the soup that Mrs Treveleyn had prepared earlier that day.\u00a0 She could hear the low murmur of voices from the other room, \u00a0and by the time she returned with food on a tray for \u00a0both her visitors the young woman was sitting upright and had some colour in her cheeks.\u00a0 She looked at Bridie and then at the food, shook her head and turned her head away \u201cI can\u2019t eat, I\u2019m not hungry.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYou must eat,\u201d Mrs Mayhew whispered, \u201cIf not for \u00a0yourself, then for the baby.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Bridie looked again at Mrs O\u2019Connell and then noticed the womans shape, \u00a0so that was it, the woman was expecting a child \u00a0\u201cHow much longer has she before the baby is due?\u201d she asked, pulling up a chair closer \u00a0so that she could spoon feed the woman if necessary<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAbout a month I should think.\u00a0 She\u2019s a good girl, \u00a0Mrs Martin, otherwise I\u2019d not have brought her here, but she has no where to go and as you can see she hasn\u2019t really recovered from the shock of her husbands death.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cPoor girl,\u201d Bridie sighed and looked thoughtfully at the two women, \u201cMrs Mayhew, how is your husband?\u00a0 Samuel isn\u2019t it?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHe\u2019s holding his own just now, \u00a0talking about getting back to work next week but the spirits willing, as they say, even though the flesh is weak.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cIf he can\u2019t get back to work, will you be evicted too?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Mrs Mayhew nodded \u201cOh yes, Mr McGarthy has already stopped me from working in the office.\u00a0 I sent a telegram to my sister in Placerville to expect us, she\u2019s wanted us to move in with her for a long time now, since her husband died.\u201d \u00a0she turned her attention back to Mrs 0\u2019Connell now and whispered to her to eat some of the soup, and the bread, it would strengthen her.<\/p>\n

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\u201cMy husband\u2026\u201d Mrs O\u2019Connell whispered back and shook her head slowly, \u201cMy husband \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI think, my dear,\u201d Bridie said softly, \u201cThat Mrs O\u2019Connell would be better off in a bed.\u00a0 Perhaps she will be feeling strong enough to eat something in the morning.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYes, thank you, Mrs Martin.\u201d \u00a0Mrs Mayhew gripped \u00a0hold of Bridie\u2019s hand, \u201cYou\u2019re a good woman.\u00a0 I knew it the moment I first saw you.\u00a0 You will look after her I know you will.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cOf course, it goes without saying.\u201d Bridie replied feeling a little self conscious at such praise, \u201cIf you would just help me get her up stairs.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Together they succeeded in getting the other woman to her feet and slowly they \u00a0walked her up to the bedroom where she was carefully placed in the bed and the covers pulled gently over her.<\/p>\n

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\u201cI have to get back to Samuel. \u00a0it\u2019s a way to drive from town \u2026\u201d Mrs Mayhew said as they made their way back into the sitting room, \u00a0\u201cI didn\u2019t know who else I could ask to help her, especially with the baby due.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Bridie said nothing but watched as the woman replaced the shawl over her and hurried out into the darkness.\u00a0 She could just about see the wagon and horses waiting beyond the picket fence, a darker shadow among shadows.\u00a0 She didn\u2019t notice the horseman watching from beneath the trees and who moved his horse away once the wagon had begun its journey out of \u00a0town.<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026..<\/p>\n

The lamplight from the direction of the stairs caught Adam\u2019s eyes as he raised them to see who was about to disturb him. \u00a0 The shape of his father came into view and he smiled and nodded \u201cCouldn\u2019t you sleep either?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI couldn\u2019t,\u201d Ben admitted and set the lamp down upon the table, \u201cWhat are you doing up at this hour?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cReading.\u201d \u00a0Adam replied and closed the book \u00a0as he spoke, \u201cOlivia\u2019s had some disturbed nights with Nathaniel, I thought I\u2019d let her get into a good sleep before going up.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Ben nodded, being the father of three sons he knew the process well having been father and mother to two of them.\u00a0 He sat down \u00a0and glanced at the book where Adam had placed it for his son had got up and left it while he went to the where the whiskey and glasses were \u201cS o what are you reading?\u201d he asked and reached out to pick it up.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam ran a thumb across his chin, and frowned a little as he poured the whiskey into one of the glasses which he carried over to his father, \u201cO\u2019Brien\u2019s journal.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAh, \u00a0I see.\u201d Ben nodded his thanks and took the glass, sniffed it and sipped it, and then looked up at his son \u201cHe was a good friend wasn\u2019t he?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cAt the time he was the closest I had to a brother.\u201d Adam admitted, \u201cHe used to say things that reminded me so much of Joe.\u201d \u00a0he reached for his own glass, half empty now, \u00a0and for a moment he sat with it in his hand before tasting it.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Ben put the book down and looked into the fire as his mind travelled back in time when he had been at sea, \u00a0his lips parted into a nostalgic smile \u201cYes, it\u2019s like that, being so confined in a small space it doesn\u2019t take long to know your friends, \u00a0and your enemies.\u201d \u00a0he swallowed some whiskey \u201cThankfully when the rough times came they all pulled together.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThere was no other choice.\u201d Adam murmured<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo, \u00a0no, there isn\u2019t.\u201d \u00a0 Ben sighed heavily and swallowed a little more whiskey, \u201cAdam, \u00a0I\u2019m sorry if you felt I spoke out of turn earlier, about McGarthy but I felt I needed to say something.\u00a0 You weren\u2019t here when his brother tried to take over the Ponderosa, you don\u2019t know what Patrick McGarthy is capable of\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cDo you?\u00a0 I mean, do you always judge a man by his family?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAs we often have said, son, you can judge a man by the kind of men he has around him, and that includes family.\u00a0 Patrick and Liam are cut from the same cloth.\u00a0 I have no doubt of that at all.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cBut he has left the Ponderosa alone.\u201d Adam observed thoughtfully.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYes, and it makes me wonder why. \u00a0 \u00a0He\u2019s a close friend of the Mayors\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cS o are you.\u201d Adam smiled and gulped down more from his glass which he now put down empty upon the table.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019ve not seen the Mayor for a while, \u00a0life has been too busy.\u201d Ben replied and turned his dark eyes to his son, \u201cThis is rather like old times, isn\u2019t it?\u00a0 The two of us sharing a glass together, \u00a0by the fire.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam nodded and looked whimsically at his father, \u00a0he didn\u2019t say it but he knew that he would miss him when he returned home, \u00a0back to the Ponderosa. \u00a0 His eyes fell to observe the book, O\u2019Brien\u2019s journal, and he found his mind drifting back to the time he had just been reading about, it all seemed such a long time ago now.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Chapter 22<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The horse was used to the boy who came and stood by the corral fence, she knew that when she approached the boy would stretch out his hand and stroke her gently, and then offer her some treat\u2026 a sugar lump, an apple \u2026always something sweet and tasty.\u00a0 She liked the feel of his young hand running along her jaw or over her soft muzzle, there was a feeling she sensed from him of a great need, an intensity that was like electricity.<\/p>\n

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Reuben watched as Kamille ambled over, \u00a0taking it slowly in order not to appear too eager for the treat he held out to her.\u00a0 He looked into the black iris that was set within the dark brown amber of her eyes and held her gaze, looking into her as intensely and steadily as she did him.\u00a0 He gave her the sugar and smiled as the soft velvet of her lips carefully gathered them from the palm of his hand and then chomped down upon them, crunching them to nothingness . \u00a0 \u201cGood girl, Kami, good girl.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She nodded her head so that her silk smooth mane rippled upon her long neck, she nodded three times and then she moved away, \u00a0a thrust of her feet and she had swerved from the fence and back away.\u00a0 Reuben watched her and wondered what it must be like to be a horse, and he thought of the model horse he had at home and how clever his friend David had been to capture so much power in something made from wood. \u00a0 He turned at the sound of someone approaching and then smiled as his Uncle Joe appeared, buckling on his gun belt and nodding over at the boy \u201cAll alone, Reuben?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYes, sir.\u201d \u00a0Reuben nodded \u201cMa\u2019s taken Sofia in to see Aunt Mary Ann for her piano practise.\u00a0 Grandpa said for me to tell you to hurry up as he wants to talk about \u00a0\u2026 about something \u00a0but I forgot what he said, about the house.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI\u2019m sure my Pa will tell me when I get there.\u201d Joe laughed, \u201cI\u2019ve just been seeing to Kami\u2019s colt, he\u2019s coming along really well now.\u201d \u00a0he finished knotting the holster string around his thigh and straightened up, \u201cWhere\u2019s your Pa?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHe\u2019s ..he\u2019s gone, he said he\u2019d see you later, Uncle Joe.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWhere\u2019s he gone, did he say?\u201d \u00a0Joe asked and straightened his hat while looking over Reuben\u2019s head to where Kamille was loping nonchalantly around the corral, showing off in the hope for more sugar.<\/p>\n

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\u201cNoo, \u201c Reuben\u2019s voice drew the word out slowly, \u00a0\u201cNo, but I heard Grandpa saying to Ma that my Pa was too stubborn for his own good.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Joe gave a slight smile, although he felt some anxiety niggle at the back of his mind, he placed a hand on Reuben\u2019s shoulder \u00a0 \u201cWas the name McGarthy mentioned in this conversation?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI don\u2019t know, sir.\u201d \u00a0Reuben sighed and walked slowly alongside his uncle with a downcast air, \u201cPa will be alright, won\u2019t he?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWhat makes you say that?\u00a0 Are you worried about him?\u201d Joe looked down and frowned at the anxious hazel eyes that were upturned towards him, \u00a0the boy blinked and nodded, \u00a0then sighed<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cMa looked worried and Grandpa had that look on his face when he isn\u2019t happy.\u00a0 They stopped talking when I came into the room, you know, like adults do when they don\u2019t think you should know what they are talking about or that they\u2019re anxious about something.\u00a0 Then they smile and pretend everything\u2019s alright but I knew it wasn\u2019t \u2026not really.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Joe nodded, \u00a0he did wonder why Reuben didn\u2019t class him among the adults, he didn\u2019t really know whether he should regard that as a compliment or not.\u00a0 He cleared his throat, \u201cWell, \u00a0your Pa knows what he\u2019s doing.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI guess \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAnd he\u2019ll be alright, he\u2019ll come home just in time to see us pack our tools away for the day and want to know what we\u2019ve been doing while he\u2019s been gone.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cD\u2019you reckon?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cSure I do.\u201d Joe squeezed gently the boys thin neck, \u201cHey, come and see the colt.\u00a0 You\u2019ll \u00a0be taking him home soon, \u00a0well, once \u00a0your Pa remembers he\u2019s here.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cOh he hasn\u2019t forgotten, Uncle Joe, he said the other day that the colt was in the best hands.\u00a0 Sofia wants to call it Moonshine.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cMoonshine?\u201d \u00a0Joe looked at Reuben with wide eyes, incredulous, and then shook his head and laughed \u201cWhat did your Pa say to that?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHe laughed like you did and shook his head. I don\u2019t think he\u2019ll let Sofia pick the name \u2026well, not that one anyway.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Joe laughed again, \u00a0a merry happy light laugh that reassured the boy that all was well, that he had made his Uncle laugh, \u00a0and perhaps Pa would let him name the colt and not allow Sofia the privilege after all.<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n

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The two horsemen rode into the Bucksburn Mining Camp at a slow walk, threading their way between the miners, passing by groups of men who were gathered together after a hard shift, talking and wending their way to where they could eat and rest.\u00a0 Wending by other groups heading towards the mines entrance with their tools \u00a0in their hands, or over their shoulders, \u00a0lanterns with new candles waiting to be lit once inside the dark womb of the earth that awaited them.<\/p>\n

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Chinese men bearing yokes containing buckets of water passed too and fro, \u00a0men bearing low slung gun belts \u00a0and what appeared to be some kind of dark uniform lounged against buildings and watched the two men ride by with watchful narrowed eyes.\u00a0 Candy looked over at Adam and nodded towards several of these men \u201cHe\u2019s assembling his army.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam merely inclined his head and was loathe to remind his friend that every Mine Proprietor had the right to have his own company of men to enforce the law.\u00a0 Mining camps could be troublesome unpleasant places, the bigger they were the worst kind of men they seemed to attract.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo sign of Buckley.\u201d Candy muttered as they now reached the building where Mr McGarthy had his office and private rooms.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam nodded again, \u00a0not particularly bothered one way or another about Buckley. He had noticed the pile of timbers stacked nearby as they had passed, he had noted the litter and rubbish that had accumulated at its base, \u00a0some graffiti etched into some of them. \u00a0 To his way of thinking they had been there quite some time.\u00a0 Like Candy he dismounted without a word and made his way to the building.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

They had just about reached the door, \u00a0Candy had, in fact, his hand on the wood to knock and push it open when someone gave a yell, a shout that was taken up by others, a tumble of words that grew, swelled up and became a murmur as a crowd of men with some \u00a0women and children among them, moved towards them.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

For a moment both men thought they were going to be attacked and then realisation dawned as Billy Buckley rode through the midst of the crowd which parted to allow him room to advance.\u00a0 It wasn\u2019t so much Buckley that interested and appalled them all, it was the sight of the body he supported in his arms.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The whispers ran up and down the crowd \u201cWho is it?\u201d \u00a0 \u00a0 \u201cThat\u2019s Mrs Mayhew\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cRecognise her skirt\u201d \u00a0\u201cWhat\u2019s happened? Is she dead?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Then silence as Buckley stopped his horse and lowered the broken body into the arms of two men who had ran alongside him.\u00a0 A woman cried aloud in dismay and covered her head with her apron, another screamed and ran to her home.\u00a0 Billy slid out of the saddle and looked first at Candy and then at Adam, then his eyes flicked over to a man who close by \u201cBest go and tell Mr Mayhew \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The office door opened abruptly, so much so that McGarthy almost pulled Candy into the building for he still had his hand on the door handle. \u00a0\u201cWhat\u2019s going on?\u00a0 What\u2019s happened?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The silence was now disturbed by the sound of the movement of many bodies, words were shouted out, women were weeping and holding onto each other. \u201cShe was a good woman.\u201d someone said<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWho? What\u2019s going on?\u00a0 Who are you talking about?\u201d McGarthy bawled and then Billy Buckley stepped forward with his back straight and his face grimed with dirt, he cleared his throat<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cMrs Mayhew. \u00a0 I was riding home and saw a wagon overturned along the road\u2026 Mrs Mayhew was -\u201d he drew in a deep breath \u201cMrs Mayhew was dead, sprawled out in the road.\u00a0 Looks like some kind of accident, the horse was in a \u00a0bad way, had to shoot it.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cDo you know what happened> What could have caused the accident?\u201d Candy immediately demanded before McGarthy had even removed his cigar from his mouth.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo, sheriff \u2026 as I said I rode up on it, must have happened some time before I arrived as the wagon wheels weren\u2019t spinning, \u00a0just the horse threshing about and poor Mrs Mayhew just lying there.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Candy flicked his eyes over at Adam who raised his eyebrows \u201cWe\u2019ve just come from town, \u00a0we saw no evidence of any wagon \u00a0having overturned?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cIt wasn\u2019t on the road to town, \u00a0it was a fork off from it \u2026\u201d Billy replied raising his chin as though he disliked his word being challenged.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cReally?\u00a0 And what made you take that fork from the main road yourself, Mr Buckley?\u201d \u00a0 Candy demanded, raising his chin now as though he disliked his authority and right to ask questions being disputed.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cIt\u2019s a short cut to the camp, \u00a0we often take it, cuts nearly half an hour off our journey.\u201d Billy drawled and a spark of victory gleamed in his eyes as he stared the sheriff down<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

McGarthy was listening to what was being said and staring at the crowd who were slowly dissembling, \u00a0collecting together in groups and muttering, murmuring among themselves.\u00a0 He was about to say something when he realised that Adam was standing there and for a moment he just stared at the man with the faded yellow jacket and black clothes as though he couldn\u2019t remember who he was\u2026 \u00a0Adam could pin point the moment that realisation dawned, \u00a0and gave the mine owner a nod of acknowledgement.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWhat are you doing here?\u201d Patrick asked in a slightly thicker voice than usual, then he turned to Candy \u201cYou can see it isn\u2019t an appropriate time for more questions, sheriff.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI don\u2019t need to ask questions, Mr McGarthy.\u00a0 I can see there is another matter for you to deal with here, all I need is to notify you of our intention to inspect your mine.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cInspect my mine?\u00a0 You and who else?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cMy engineer.\u201d Candy replied coolly \u00a0as he continued to stare at the other man, whose colour rose to crimson around the collar.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam said nothing but his eyes noticed everything ..the way McGarthy had to moisten his lips before speaking, \u00a0the heightened colour, the narrowing of his eyes.\u00a0 Even the fact that the cigar was burning between his fat fingers \u2026Adam waited and when McGarthy\u2019s eyes turned to him, he nodded as though in confirmation of what was passing through the other mans mind.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI don\u2019t give it.\u201d McGarthy said, \u201cI\u2019ve too much to do, \u00a0another time perhaps.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWe\u2019re not expecting you to come down this mine with us, \u201c Candy said slowly, \u00a0\u201cWe\u2019re not asking you either, I\u2019ve already done that \u2026 I\u2019m just notifying you that I and Mr Cartwright are going into your mine to inspect it.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

McGarthy was about to speak when there came a shout, \u00a0a man\u2019s voice shouting out his name with such anger that the words shook \u201cMcGarthy\u2026what have you done to my wife?\u00a0 What have you done to her?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Samuel Mayhew was leaning on the arm of a younger man, his injuries still obvious, still bound by the bandages Bridie had wound around him.\u00a0 One eye was obscured by bandages but the other glared at McGarthy while at the same time running tears. He had to lean upon a thick stout stick to keep upright as well as bear his weight upon the to the other man who helped him approach the group standing on the porch of the building<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYou killed her, \u00a0you killed her.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cRidiculous.\u201d McGarthy snapped, and took a few paces forward to draw nearer to the man, he put a hand upon Mayhew\u2019s arm \u201cLook, Sam, this is a terrible thing to have happened to your wife, terrible\u2026 but you can\u2019t go around accusing people of murdering her.\u00a0 It was an accident.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAn accident, another accident?\u201d Samuel Mayhew howled, \u201cWhy my wife?\u00a0 Why did it have to be her.\u00a0 She was the best \u2026\u201d his voice broke, \u00a0a sob choked in his throat and he brought a hand to his face to wipe away tears \u201cShe was the best woman \u2026she tried so hard \u2026 to do what was right\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cOf course she did, of course she did.\u201d McGarthy placated him, his voice oily and slick although intending to be compassionate and caring \u201cWe all thought she was wonderful, Sam. \u00a0 Look, \u00a0why not go back to your cabin, \u00a0some of the women will attend to your wife and \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI\u2019ll attend to her myself.\u201d Sam growled and pulled himself away from McGarthy, \u201cYou won\u2019t get away with it, \u00a0not this time.\u201d<\/p>\n

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McGarthy nodded and indicated to the man standing beside Sam that he help the man to his home, \u00a0he \u00a0beckoned to several women and whispered to them to help as best they could and then he stepped back beside Buckley, Candy and Adam.\u00a0 All four of them watched as Samuel Mayhew was \u00a0helped back to his cabin, a small group of men and women trailing behind him.<\/p>\n

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\u201cLife\u2019s flotsom and jetsam.\u201d \u00a0McGarthy sighed and then looked at Adam with a belligerent look in his eye \u201cNo doubt \u00a0you will know all about that, Captain.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam thinned his lips, at one time he would have promptly said \u201cCommodore\u201d but neither applied now, \u00a0he just stared at the other man and looked away at the mine.<\/p>\n

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Candy had said nothing for a while as the scene had played itself out, but now he stepped forward \u201cI think I need to know a little more about this accident, Mr Buckley.\u00a0 I f you wouldn\u2019t mind answering a few questions \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cThis isn\u2019t your affair, sheriff,\u201d McGarthy said immediately, \u201cIt\u2019s Bucksburn business, we\u2019ll deal with it.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI\u2019m afraid not, Mr McGarthy.\u00a0 Mrs Mayhew came to see me the other day and asked for my help.\u00a0 Now she\u2019s died\u2026in some accident\u2026 and I need to know more about it.\u201d \u00a0Candy fixed fierce blue eyes on Buckley \u201cSurely it won\u2019t take so long, \u00a0Mr Buckley?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam drew himself up taller, \u00a0frowned and then touched Candy\u2019s arm \u201cI\u2019ll go ahead, start my inspection.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Candy nodded, \u201cSure, I\u2019ll see you later.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam looked at Mr McGarthy, \u201cI\u2019ll send you a copy of my report, when it\u2019s concluded.\u201d<\/p>\n

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It took all of McGarthy\u2019s will power not to hurl a string of expletives at Adam\u2019s back as he watched him walk along with the miners to the cave entrance. \u00a0 With a hiss between his teeth McGarthy returned to his office,, followed by the sheriff and Billy.<\/p>\n

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Chapter 23<\/p>\n

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As Adam approached the mouth of the mine four men detached themselves from the mass of people milling around the area. \u00a0 Each one took a position in front of the mine\u2019s entrance, each with a rifle resting in the crook of their arm and their gun belts slung low. \u00a0 They wore the uniform that Adam and Candy had noticed earlier, identifying them as the Bucksburn Mining Police.<\/p>\n

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Adam looked from one to the other of the four, each man was a local man and known to himself from years past.\u00a0 Tom Hancock who couldn\u2019t hit the barn door if it was stood in front of him just a few paces away; \u00a0Harvey Miller who could shoot the eye of a skunk with barely a second to register its presence and his cousin, Phil Tovey who was equally as proficient with a gun; \u00a0Duncan Fellowes whom Adam would have hesitated to draw against even on one of Duncan\u2019s worst days.\u00a0 Their eyes stared into Adams face as he continued to approach them.<\/p>\n

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\u201cYou can\u2019t go in, Adam.\u201d Tovey said in that nasally voice that became a whine when he got angry.<\/p>\n

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\u201cYou can\u2019t stop me entering, \u00a0Phil.\u201d Adam replied in that calming voice used to quell the ire of an wild animal, \u201cThe sheriff is the law and he wants me to examine this mine.\u201d<\/p>\n

Fellowes shook his head \u201cHe ain\u2019t the law around here, Adam.\u00a0 We is the law.\u201d \u00a0and he jutted out his chin ignorant of the fact that his bad grammar lowered his prowess as a gun fighter\u2026in Adam\u2019s eyes anyway.<\/p>\n

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Adam stopped and allowed himself a sigh, he glanced from right to left and noticed how each man there tensed, their eyes narrowed.\u00a0 He looked over their shoulders at the gaping mouth of the cavern, at the cage that would lower men down into its bowels and bring others back to the safety of the surface. \u00a0 He ran his fingers along his jaw and then slowly nodded \u201cAlright, boys, \u00a0have it your way.\u00a0 You\u2019ve told me all I need to know anyway.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Tovey opened his mouth to say something but thought better of it, Fellowes \u00a0eyes darted sideways at Miller who dipped \u00a0his head as though he needed to think over what had been said, Hancock chewed something in his mouth and then spat it upon the ground. \u00a0 They stiffened their backs and watched as Adam gave a slight shrug and turned to walk away.<\/p>\n

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He didn\u2019t look back, he knew they would stand there until he was out of sight, and then would wait to make sure he and the sheriff didn\u2019t return later.\u00a0 He passed the stack of timber and paused, \u00a0ran a hand over some of the thick joists and gave a slight nod as though confirming what he had previously thought anyway.<\/p>\n

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Glancing up he noticed Candy leaving McGarthy\u2019s office with Billy behind him and making the way to Sam Mayhew\u2019s place. \u00a0 \u00a0Shadows were long on the ground and there was a chill wind beginning to blow, \u00a0dust devils swirled around peoples feet and the skirts of the women blew around their ankles. \u00a0 As he followed behind \u00a0the sheriff Adam raised the collar of his coat to prevent the wind finding a causeway down his neck and back and struck his hands in his pockets. \u00a0 He wondered what new development concerning the Bucksburn Mining Corporation was about to be revealed.<\/p>\n

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Billy was apologising to Sam Mayhew, his hat in his hands held against his chest and his thin face looking suitably pale and anguished.\u00a0 Sam Mayhew was seated on the edge of the trestle bed with his hands covering his face, the misery and anguish at the loss of his wife was only too obvious.\u00a0 Sobs shook his body so extensively that the little bed was shaking, it didn\u2019t stop Billy from talking however, \u00a0 \u201cI\u2019m more\u2019n sorry, Sam, surely I am.\u00a0 If\u2019n I\u2019d been on the road just a while earlier I may have been able to stop the horse from taking that wagon and acting so crazy.. I may have been able to – to stop what happened and Tilda would still be here with you.\u00a0 I can\u2019t say how sorry I am, \u00a0Sam.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Candy placed a \u00a0hand on Billy\u2019s shoulder now, as though he had had enough of all the \u00a0protestations and apologising , \u00a0that if he had got tired of the mans voice than Sam must surely have done so. \u00a0 He nodded and indicated that Billy could leave the cabin, \u00a0which Billy did after another regretful glance over at the grieving man.\u00a0 He passed Adam as he was about to replace his hat, nodded and said \u201cI can\u2019t say how grieved I am, Adam.\u00a0 She was a fine woman.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam nodded, \u00a0and surprised a tear upon Billy\u2019s face which the other man hurriedly brushed away.\u00a0 He entered the cabin and stood by the doorway casting his own shadow among the shadows already creeping over the room.\u00a0 Candy was watching and waiting his time as Sam steadied himself, \u00a0wiped his eyes and shook his head as though to make sure there was nothing more to spill over from the well of misery locked up in his head.\u00a0 He blew his nose and wiped his face before looking \u00a0up at the sheriff, his visible eye rheumy with moisture, the bandages covering the other eye dampened by his anguish.<\/p>\n

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\u201cThey done it, I swear, sheriff, they done it. They killed my \u2018Tilda.\u201d<\/p>\n

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A woman came from out of the darker shadows of the room and placed a gentle hand on \u00a0Sam\u2019s shoulder, \u201cYou can\u2019t say that, Sam.\u00a0 You\u2019ve no proof.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI don\u2019t need no proof.\u201d Sam hissed between clenched teeth, \u201cI don\u2019t . \u00a0 I know they did it.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Candy came closer and lowered himself down upon a chair, a sturdy rocking chair that he had sat upon many a time previously when the Mayhews had had their homestead close to his place some time \u00a0back.\u00a0 He wished sincerely that they had stayed there, then Tilda Mayhew would still be alive and Sam \u2026 well, complaining no doubt that the life didn\u2019t suit him, but at least he\u2019d have been a whole man, \u00a0in every sense of the word.<\/p>\n

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\u201cWhy \u00a0do you think they did it, Sam?\u00a0 And who, exactly, are they?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam watched the three of them\u2026the man wrestling to keep tears at bay while he tried to find the words that were churning over and over in his head; \u00a0the woman wishing she were someplace else, maybe fretting because she had a meal to prepare for her own man; \u00a0Candy gently and patiently waiting and with an inward sigh Adam wished that Roy Coffee had been there instead although who was to say his approach to the problem would have been any better.<\/p>\n

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\u201cThem.\u00a0 McGarthy\u2019s so called police.\u00a0 That Billy Buckley\u2026he\u2019s a killer, you know that, don\u2019t you?\u00a0 Born bad that one\u2026 could have his hand on the bible swearing he was innocent while he still held a smoking gun in the other.\u00a0 He killed my Tilda.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cAccording to Billy he was with a lady called Gwen all night, he never saw Tilda at all until he came upon her wagon this morning.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cLies\u2026I tell you, \u00a0Candy, it\u2019s lies he\u2019s telling \u00a0you. \u201c<\/p>\n

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\u201cWhy was Tilda in town anyway, Sam?\u00a0 It was late to go in and get provisions wasn\u2019t it?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Sam scowled \u201cWeren\u2019t provisions she went in fer, \u00a0it was that O\u2019Connell\u2019s wife \u2026 my Tilda took her into town to find a place for her after McGarthy\u2019s men had thrown her out of the place.\u00a0 Her man died you know?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Candy nodded, and looked at Sam thoughtfully \u201cSo where did she take Mrs O\u2019Connell?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI don\u2019t know.\u00a0 I can\u2019t think.\u00a0 She came here, \u00a0Mrs O\u2019Connell, weeping and wailing she was\u2026 poor soul, \u00a0no pity showed her that\u2019s a fact \u2026 her man dead, a baby due, and now no home.\u00a0 My Tilda said she could stay here but the girl didn\u2019t want to stay any longer where McGarthy and his men were.\u00a0 She begged for help, so Tilda said she would take her into town and find someplace for the girl, even if it was a cell in the jail house or a bench in the church.\u201d<\/p>\n

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The woman nodded and dabbed at her cheeks with a corner of her \u00a0apron \u00a0\u201cMrs O\u2019Connell ain\u2019t got long for her time to be up, and McGarthy telling her he needed the place for some other family.\u00a0 Heartless it was.\u00a0 Thrown out of her home, and widowed just days ago.\u00a0 Shame on them\u2026\u201d she glanced over her shoulder as though afraid that someone would overhear who would report her words to someone who would later come and throw her and her family out of their home.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Candy looked at her \u201cDo you know where Mrs Mayhew may have taken the woman?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNo, \u00a0not really, \u00a0maybe to the orphanage or perhaps that clinic place that Dr Martins wife runs.\u00a0 She – that is Tilda – had a high opinion of Mrs Martin.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Sam nodded \u201cShe did, she did at that\u2026\u201d then he dropped his face back into his hands and remained silent for a while as though struggling to keep his tears from falling afresh, as though he needed think \u201cShe left here in the evening, it was late and I said to her not to go til this morning. \u00a0 She said that if she left it til \u00a0then McGarthy would no doubt be sending Buckley to throw us all out.\u00a0 She promised — promised to \u00a0be back — by sun up.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Candy looked over at Adam who gave the briefest of nods, \u00a0then with a sigh he stood up and picked up his hat, \u201cSam, I\u2019m more than sorry, but I promise you I\u2019ll look into this and make sure that if it wasn\u2019t an accident\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cIt wasn\u2019t, it wasn\u2019t an accident\u201d Sam cried half rising from the bed and then falling back, \u201cIt wasn\u2019t an accident. I know it, I can feel it in my bones \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Candy placed a gentle hand upon Sam\u2019s shoulder \u201cI\u2019ll find out, Sam.\u00a0 I promise.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Some women were standing at the doorway waiting for them to leave so that they could commiserate with Sam and tend to his needs. \u00a0 Adam and Candy stood aside to let them pass, \u00a0Candy then replaced his hat and together the two men walked over to their horses \u201cYou didn\u2019t get into the mine then?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam shook his head \u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cDid they stop you?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYeah, they stopped me.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The saddles creaked as they settled themselves into them and after a brief last look over at Sam\u2019s they walked their horses out of the camp.\u00a0 Both men were quiet, silent with their thoughts. \u00a0 Candy nodded over to where a slip road revealed itself \u201cThis is where Billy came from with Mrs Mayhew\u2026 let\u2019s go see what we can find.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam made no comment, he cast a glance over his shoulder and noticed Billy\u2019s lean figure standing at the entrance of McGarthy\u2019s office, his eyes watching them as they rode away.<\/p>\n

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The wagon was sprawled over into a slight incline and the vultures had already been at the horse, \u00a0tearing into the warm flesh so that the ground was bloodied around its corpse.\u00a0 There had been nothing in the wagon to spill over, \u00a0just the debris of some shattered planks and a broken wheel.<\/p>\n

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Adam ran his hand along the circle of the front wheel while he looked at the marks on the road, \u00a0the broken wood of the wagon, \u00a0the spokes protruding from the rear wheel.\u00a0 He wondered why and how that could have happened after all one would expect the wheels on the other side, that had taken the force of the fall, to be broken but this wheel \u2026. He sighed and watched Candy who was studiously making note of the marks on the road.<\/p>\n

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\u201cWell, \u00a0tell you anything?\u201d Adam asked and glanced up at the sky as he spoke, there were rain clouds gathering, Candy needed to glean as much information as he could before the rain fell and washed all evidence away.\u00a0 He found himself wishing that Hoss were there\u2026 \u00a0his fingers pulled at a green thread entwined in the splinter of wood and remembered that Mrs Mayhew had worn a green shawl, Billy had her wrapped in it as he had held her in his arms upon returning to camp.<\/p>\n

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Candy approached his horse and removed the water canteen, unstoppered it and took a long drink, after which he walked up to Adam and looked at the other man with doubt in his eyes \u201cNothing here that doesn\u2019t corroborate Billy\u2019s story. \u00a0 At some time on her coming back home Mrs Mayhew lost control of the wagon and \u00a0it went over, she was thrown down \u2026.\u00a0 Come here, and tell me what this means to you?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam followed the other man and hunkered down at the point Candy indicated \u2026 he nodded \u201cThat\u2019s where her body fell. \u00a0 Some distance from the wagon when it went over.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYou reckon?\u201d Candy glanced up and down \u00a0\u201cSee here, \u00a0this is where the wheels ran, and this is where she fell out \u2026\u201d \u00a0he paused and nodded \u201cYou\u2019re right, she fell from the wagon before it went over.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cThe horse ran on a while before it keeled over so \u2026\u201d he rubbed \u00a0his chin \u201cHoss would read this better.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo doubt, he\u2019s the best tracker in the territory.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cMaybe the horse spooked and she realised that she had lost control and jumped, hoping to survive \u2026 the back wheel went over the body as she lay there, perhaps winded, perhaps unconscious \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cHopefully so\u2026\u201d Candy murmured.<\/p>\n

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\u201cThree broken wheels, one intact\u2026 usually it would be two broken, wouldn\u2019t it?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cGuess it depends on \u00a0the speed the horse was going at, the angle of the descent \u2026but all the signs are that Billy rode up and dismounted, \u00a0found and attended to her, and then remounted with her body \u2026 she could have been alive couldn\u2019t she?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cHe didn\u2019t mention that, did he?\u201d Adam crooked an eyebrow, \u201cBut I\u2019d doubt it.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Candy nodded \u201cYeah, I doubt it too.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Spots of rain began to dribble down from \u00a0a greying sky, the wind blew a little keener and Adam could see that already the signs of the accident were being blown \u00a0away.\u00a0 He bowed his head and thought of the man sobbing in the cabin, \u00a0of Billy and his tears. \u00a0 He looked at Candy \u201cWe won\u2019t find anything else here now.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Candy nodded, he\u2019d been fiddling with the stopper of his canteen for a while and now screwed it \u00a0up tight, \u201cI guess next stop is to visit Gwen \u2026 see just how firm Billy\u2019s alibi holds up.\u00a0 Then try and locate Mrs O\u2019Connell.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Chapter 24<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Billy Buckley was surprised when he saw the two horsemen on the roadway. He had been deep in thought as he had walked his horse from the camp, and the bend in the road had prevented him from seeing the other riders until it was too late. He hesitated a moment, wondering if he would have time to turn back but one of the other man had seen him, commented upon his presence to the other so that both waited for him to approach.<\/p>\n

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\u201cI didn\u2019t expect to see you here.\u201d he snapped curtly, \u201cYou know this road is private property.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cBucksburn\u2019s property you mean?\u201d the sheriff said while his eyes stared thoughtfully into Billy\u2019s face.<\/p>\n

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\u201cS\u2019right, you ain\u2019t got no rights to be here, not either of you.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Candy nodded and then shrugged \u201cI\u2019m rather surprised at seeing you here on the road to town, Billy. If there\u2019s anything you want to add to your statement, you have some few moments to think about it.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWhat are you talking about?\u201d Billy\u2019s lip curled and the dark eyes narrowed, his tongue flicked nervously around his mouth, \u201cI ain\u2019t got nothing to be add to any statement.\u201d He paused for thought and realised that his return to town so soon after getting back to camp could look suspicious to a man whose job was to look into such things, he shrugged \u201cI had an errand to do for Mr McGarthy. Something that needs attending now that Mrs Mayhew \u2026 well, after what happened to Mrs Mayhew.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cReally? \u201d Adam now spoke, slowly, \u201cWell, that\u2019s what the sheriff and I are here for, Billy. Tryiing to make sense of what could have happened to Mrs Mayhew.\u201d and then he turned away to walk his horse a little distance from the other two men, towards the remains of the wagon that still remained straddled across the road \u201cDoesn\u2019t look good , does it?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNope.\u201d Billy shivered \u201cLooked even worse when I came upon it this morning.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWhat time was that exactly?\u201d Candy immediately interjected, getting a long glare from Billy as a result<\/p>\n

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\u201cLike I already said, about 8 o\u2019clock.\u201d Billy smirked, \u201cI was out most of the night, then had breakfast at Del Monico\u2019s \u2026 \u201c<\/p>\n

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\u201cRather expensive venue for you, isn\u2019t it?\u201d Adam murmured, leaning forwards on the pommel of his saddle<\/p>\n

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\u201cUsually, but every so often it\u2019s good to try something different if you can afford it.\u201d Came the sneered reply, delivered with a curl of the lip as though to stress the point that not only Cartwrights could enjoy a good breakfast in a place that not many cowboys could afford.<\/p>\n

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\u201cIt upset you, didn\u2019t it? Finding Mrs Mayhew like you did?\u201d Adam now said, softly, after a moments silence.<\/p>\n

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Billy looked embarrassed, he glanced away and stared at the dead horse, the shattered vehicle and then nodded \u201cYeah . Didn\u2019t think it was her at first. Then I recognised that green shawl she always wore. Took me awhile to get down off my horse to make really sure it was her. Everything was so still \u2026quiet you know?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYou liked her then?\u201d Adam asked, his eyes staring at a fixed point over Billys shoulder.<\/p>\n

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\u201cMrs Mayhew? Sure, everyone did, she was a – a real nice lady.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWell, ,someone evidently didn\u2019t like her as much as you say.\u201d Adam murmured.<\/p>\n

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\u201cYou trying to make out it was more than an accident, Cartwright? Well, you\u2019re wrong, because that was exactly what it was \u2026 she was on her own, driving in the dark, when the accident happened.\u201d Billy looked up and down the road, then back at the wagon, \u201cLook, I left for town about ten o\u2019clock last night, and I didn\u2019t pass her on the road then. But when I came back this morning, there was the wagon as I found it, and her lying in the road. That means \u2026\u201d he paused and licked his lips, frowned and stared at the other \u201cThat means she was on her own riding back to camp. Probably tired, perhaps she fell asleep.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cDo you know why she went into town?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNot at the time. I know now of course.\u201d Billy shrugged \u201cAnyway I told all this to the sheriff already. He knows everything about what I was doing last night and where I was, I ain\u2019t got nothing to hide.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam made no comment to that but glanced over at Candy who gave a slight nod of the head in affirmation of what Billy had said.<\/p>\n

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Billy pushed his horse forward \u201cI got business in town, alright with you if I get on and do it?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cSure, I know where to find you if I need you \u2026\u201d Candy said quietly and turned his horse aside for the other man to ride past him.<\/p>\n

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Once Billy had got out of earshot and was on his way Candy looked at Adam \u201cWhat\u2019s on your mind?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cJust wondering why Mrs Mayhew didn\u2019t stay at Bridie\u2019s. It was dark last night and she was alone. Not many women would want to take that long drive back to the camp at that time of night\u2026especially when she wouldn\u2019t have had much sleep.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYou think she could have been tired enough to fall off the wagon ?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam didn\u2019t reply to that but dismounted and walked along the road towards the side opposite to the wagon \u201cRains washed away most of the prints here.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNot that there was much to see to speak off, Billy could be telling the truth, there was nothing to prove any different.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam nodded and paused in the middle of the track, for a moment he was lost in thought as he stared at some object by the side of the road, then he looked back at the wagon, then again at the verge where long grass grew and partially obscured the object he was looking at. Candy dismounted and walked to his side \u201cAnything?\u201d he asked with a rather hopeful tone to his voice.<\/p>\n

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\u201cWell, there\u2019s this, didn\u2019t notice it before.\u201d Adam muttered and walked towards a very large boulder. He squatted upon his haunches while Candy leaned over, his hands on his knees and back arched. \u201cSee here\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYeah, looks like it\u2019s been moved.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cDo you think one man could have moved it from wherever it had been to \u2026 say \u2026 the middle of the track, just where a wagon wheel would strike it ..?<\/p>\n

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The boulder was large, Candy observed it thoughtfully and then looked at Adam \u201cSo?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWell, if you look at it you can see that was moved \u2026\u201d Adam stood up and began to walk with his eyes fixed upon the ground until he stopped \u201cfrom over here \u2013\u201c Adam pointed to where there was an indentation in the soil \u201cAnd the moss on the side that had grown on it over the years has been disturbed.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cSomeone moved it across the road\u2026\u201d Candy frowned \u201cIt couldn\u2019t have just rolled there\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cHardly likely, the things been embedded in that soil for years.\u201d Adam turned back to observe the shattered wagon again. Candy nodded and made the observation that the indentation of the stones original location was some distance from where the stone now rested, he stroked his chin, and came to stand besides Adam \u201cSo \u2026the wagon wheel hits the rock. It couldn\u2019t have been there when Mrs Mayhew rode into town with Mrs O\u2019Connell , she would have either noticed it or ridden into it \u2026 it was really dark last night, I can\u2019t imagine that she would have seen it at all.\u201d He glared at the boulder, then bent his knees and made an attempt to lift it, veins stood out in his neck and he went very red in the face, then he stood up, brushed his hands over his pants, spat into their palms and tried again.<\/p>\n

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Adam watched him without amusement, to prove one man had lifted the boulder required that one man now made the same attempt, He paced away some distance towards the wagon and stopped \u201cI reckon it would have been placed about here \u2026 after Mrs Mayhew had reached town or was well on her way. She certainly wouldn\u2019t have expected to come across something that size right in the way of her front wheel\u2026 which must have hit it hard because it\u2019s broken\u2026 she fell or jumped \u2026 \u201c<\/p>\n

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\u201cWell, that boulder didn\u2019t roll into the road by accident.\u201d Candy said quietly, and wiped the perspiration from his brow, \u201cBilly just said he came along here about ten o\u2019clock last night \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAdam raised his eyebrows \u201cWell, after it had served its purpose someone moved it away, but forgot to put it in its original place.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cBilly was with Gwen after playing Faro at the tables in the Sazarac until late. He -er – spent the night with the woman before leaving her and having breakfast at Del Monico\u2019s at 8.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam nodded \u201cHe was eating breakfast at the time we left town for the camp\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cBut we went the long route, remember? This private road they have cuts off half an hour from the journey.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam nodded, and turned to his horse, foot in stirrup he got back into the saddle, \u201cWell, sheriff, I\u2019d best get back to the Ponderosa. I\u2019ve work to do \u2026 let me know how you get on.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Candy nodded, sighed slightly and then turned to regard the boulder as though pleading with it to give him the answer to the questions its presence had raised. The cawing of scavenger birds echoed eerily in the skies and he was reminded yet again that he was in the presence of death.<\/p>\n

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\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026..<\/p>\n

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Candy was passing Paul Martins weathered old house when he saw Bridie standing nearby with a hand raised to catch his attention. With his mind on all that had occurred earlier he dismounted, wrapped the reins around the rail and approached her. She, seeing him, was walking towards him so that they met just as the sidewalk ended at a junction of the road. She smiled \u201cThank goodness I caught you, Candy.\u201d<\/p>\n

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He removed his hat and smiled, looked into her pleasantly honest face and noted that she looked beyond tired, he nodded \u201cWhat\u2019s wrong, Mrs Martin?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cIs it true what I\u2019ve just heard? About Mrs Mayhew?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Candy frowned and glanced over his shoulder, then back at her and narrowed his eyes \u201cHow did you get to hear about that so soon? We\u2019ve only just returned from Bucksburns camp.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNews travels fast, Candy. Bad news faster than most. But is it true?\u201d she placed a hand on his arm and he could feel it tremble slightly on the sleeve of his jacket.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYes, it\u2019s true.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWas – was it an accident?\u201d she lowered her voice so that he had to bend his head a little to hear what was said, but her eyes were fixed on his face so he gave a slight shrug \u201cI don\u2019t know, Bridie. That\u2019s what we\u2019re trying to find out.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cShe was at my place last night, early this morning to be exact. She brought Mrs O\u2019Connell to mine\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWhat time did she leave?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cIt was half past four in the morning. I remember because I looked at the clock when I had closed the door, I was hoping Paul would be back by then, but he was delayed at the Milano\u2019s, their boy had appendicitis.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Candy bowed his head and stared at the boards at their feet, he chewed the inside of his cheek for a moment as he concentrated on things that had been said previously that morning then glanced back up at her \u201cFour thirty? What time did she arrive?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cIt must have been about 2 o\u2019clock. No later than that I\u2019m sure. Is it important?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYes, I think so\u2026 She was alone, wasn\u2019t she? I mean, when she left you?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cOh yes, quite alone.\u201d she frowned and looked troubled for a moment before mentioning that she had asked Mrs Mayhew to stay until morning but she had insisted on getting back to her husband. \u201cIt was so dark, and I didn\u2019t feel it was safe for a woman to be on her own driving all that way back to the mining camp.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI agree with you, she would have been wiser and safer to have stayed with you.\u201d he looked once again down at the boards that made up the sidewalk, then frowned \u201cThere\u2019s nothing that can be done now for her, except to find out what really happened .\u201d<\/p>\n

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Bridie stared at his face for a moment before shaking her head, \u201cI can\u2019t tell you much more. She was so concerned about Mrs O\u2019Connell, and then there was her husband, she needed to get back to him.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Candy nodded and placed a reassuring hand on her arm \u201cThank you, Mrs Martin.. do you think you could spare some time to come over to my office and make an official statement?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She nodded and then looked anxiously back to the house, \u201cI\u2019ll just check on Mrs O\u2019Connell and then be right over.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Candy tipped his hat to her and without another word made a slow progress down the centre of the main street towards his office while his head spun as he tried to knit all he had heard and seen that morning in an attempt to make sense of it.<\/p>\n

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Chapter 25<\/p>\n

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The young woman leaning on the counter of the saloon was a pretty girl, she was slim with a perfect figure that was displayed to perfection in the dress she was wearing at that moment. A short skirted frothy affair of black and scarlet that showed more of her leg than was considered decent but then the neckline was far lower than modesty dictated as well. None of such bothered her, she was young, she had a lot of living to do, and just at that time of her life when she felt the world owed her a living and a there was a young man in love with her. Whether or not she was in love with him was a moot point, perhaps it would stand the tests that were to come, perhaps it would not.<\/p>\n

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She glanced over her shoulder without much interest as the doors swung open and then smiled with delight as Billy Buckley strolled in with that casual air of his, that roll of his hips and the narrow eyed stare around the room until he found her and the sallow face softened into a smile that made his eyes gentle and reminded her that he was a man with a reputation and the man who loved her.<\/p>\n

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She took the bottle of whisky from the barkeep and two glasses and followed Billy to a secluded table setting the bottle down just as he had placed his hat upon the table. He pulled out a chair and sat down, while she poured out the drinks and after handing a glass to him sat as close to him as she could\u2026 their knees touched, and she smiled at him \u201cEverything alright, honey?\u201d<\/p>\n

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He gave her a tight smile, one that didn\u2019t reach his eyes which darted around the saloon to observe the few other clients there. He nodded then and picked up his glass, gulped from it and then looked at her \u201cHad any visitors this morning, Gwen?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Slightly irritated that his mood didn\u2019t match hers she shrugged, \u201cAs in what sort of visitors had you in mind?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThe kind who ask questions, and calls himself sheriff of this town.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cOh, Candy \u2026\u201d she shrugged and sipped a drink \u201cNo, he hasn\u2019t been in. Why should he? He usually makes his rounds in the evening when the customers may be getting rowdy.\u201d She gave him a sharper look now and her eyes narrowed \u201cWhy d\u2019you ask?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cBecause he may be in asking questions about us.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cUs?\u201d she paused, the glass was held midway to her lips as she looked at him in surprise \u201cWhy us?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cA woman was killed \u2026 I found her body this morning. She works for Bucksburn Mines and the sheriff was nosey parkering around there with that Adam Cartwright so saw me bring the body in. Now he wants to know all the details about where I was last night and early this morning.\u201d His eyes darted sideways over at her and noted the downturn of her mouth, the sullen look on her face \u201cYou\u2019ll have to tell him that I was with you since about 2 o\u2019clock this morning.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cReally? Why should I do that \u2026?\u201d she pouted, red painted lips that were full and perfectly formed, her eyelids half closed over her large eyes and then she sighed \u201cIs something wrong? Why should the sheriff come to see me?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cBecause he doesn\u2019t believe me. That Adam Cartwright knew me from a long time back, and no doubt told the sheriff all about me \u2026 now, of course, I\u2019m working for a man who ain\u2019t very popular with the Cartwrights so naturally Sheriff Canaday ain\u2019t gonna take my word for what happened.\u201d<\/p>\n

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She sighed extravagantly, and finished her drink before she placed the glass down on the table with a slight thump \u201cTwo o\u2019clock in the morning until when ?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAbout 7.30 when I left you to have breakfast in Del Monico\u2019s\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cHuh, a mite expensive for you isn\u2019t it?\u201d she frowned, and ran fingers through the lace on her skirt \u201cIf you are in funds you could have treated me to a meal as well. It\u2019s some time since I was there for a meal of any kind.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cDon\u2019t get angry, Gwennie\u2026\u201d he said softly and took her hand in his, \u201cI won some money playing Faro last night, and I did buy you that comb for your hair the other day didn\u2019t I?\u201d<\/p>\n

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She turned her head away and observed the ceiling for a second or so before looking back at him and smiled \u201cI know, you\u2019re a sweet guy, Billy.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cSo you won\u2019t forget, I came to you after the Faro game finished\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThat\u2019s right, I remember it well, you were flush having had a big win\u2026.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cA moderate win, Gwen.\u201d He leaned over and kissed her cheek, \u201cJust tell him as it was \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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She laughed then, full throated and happy \u201cOh, yes, I\u2019m sure he\u2019d enjoy all the details of what happened between 2 and what was it?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201c7.30 \u2026\u201d he sighed and looked at her thoughtfully, \u201cIt\u2019s my alibi, Gwen \u2026so don\u2019t mess up, will you?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cOf course not,\u201d she leaned forward and kissed him, this time on the lips, \u201cYou have to remember I sleep heavy \u2026so some hours will have to be passed over.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI had to sleep too,\u201d he grinned \u201cBut just remember, when you fell asleep and when you woke up, I was still in your bed.\u201d<\/p>\n

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She nodded and poured out more whiskey \u201cI\u2019ll know what to say, honey, just don\u2019t you worry yourself about a thing. I knew you were there all night with me because you snore \u2026\u201d she raised her glass \u201cEverytime I woke up there you were, snoring beside me.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Billy nodded, picked up his glass and looked at her \u201cYou\u2019re beautiful, Gwen. When I make enough money let\u2019s celebrate\u2026I\u2019ll take you to Del Monico\u2019s for the best meal you\u2019ve ever had.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She nodded, smiled and sipped her drink. He didn\u2019t notice how her eyes had clouded when he had finished speaking. She would have wanted him to have promised her something more permanent than a meal at Del Monico\u2019s<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n

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Mary Ann Cartwright walked quickly down from the Mercantile towards Ann Canadays home. She carried a basket full of her quilting materials and had her mind on various matters that had taken place that morning. To say she was distracted was probably the nearest one could suggest about her state of mind at the time. Her little boy had been feverish and consequently she had been doubtful about coming into town without him, it had only been Hop Sings promise to take care of him instead of going to the Ponderosa that assured her that her little darling would be safe and happy for Daniel loved Hop Sing just as his father had done so years before\u2026<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She narrowly missed bumping literally into Lucy Garston, who gave a slight hiss of annoyance as she muttered good morning under her breath \u2026 and just as she walked on she nearly dropped her basket as a shop door swung open and narrowly missed hitting her. Shaking her head slightly in annoyance she hurried on, knowing that she was late, Hester would be there already with Olivia \u2026it just was too bad that she had not come in with them as usual.<\/p>\n

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She stepped down from the sidewalk and felt her foot slip, her heel had caught in some split in the wood and she teetered, swayed and would have fallen had not a strong hand gripped her elbow and steadied her. Very gently she was \u2018set to rights\u2019 again and the young man was bending down to help get the heel of her shoe out of the hole it had so inconveniently sunk into, smiling she looked down at him as he glanced up at her \u201cThank you so much,\u201d she said in a rather breathless voice, \u201cI would have been more than embarrassed had I fallen, which I would have done if it were not for you. Thank you.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The young man smiled and stood up \u201cThere now, no harm done. Glad to be of service, Miss.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She smiled then, and her grey eyes looked large and luminous, her cheeks slightly blushed, while the curls of her chestnut hair showed glossy and bright beneath her bonnet \u2026 to Billy Buckley she appeared more beautiful than any painting of any woman he had ever seen, lovlier than the picture of the Madonna he had once seen in an old church. He removed his hat and nodded, unable to find words now but only able to watch as she safely crossed the road and disappeared from his view.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

He stood there for some seconds before slowly replacing his hat and turning, as though in a dream, to walk back to where he had left his horse. He didn\u2019t even notice the sheriff making his way to the saloon where Gwen was leaning against the counter in conversation with the barkeep.<\/p>\n

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 <\/p>\n

Chapter 26<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Ben brought a hand gently down the smooth surface of the door he had planed so carefully.\u00a0 It was a good sturdy door, every bit as strong as the one that had withstood the buffeting of wind, storm and sun over the years since it had been installed when Hoss was just a \u2018small\u2018 boy. \u00a0 He \u00a0looked over at his sons, \u00a0Joe and Hoss as they worked on window cills to carefully administer varnish where it was needed.\u00a0 Hoss glanced up and over at his father and grinned<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cShould last a hundred years at least, Pa.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI hope so\u201d \u00a0Ben replied, stepping back a little to admire his own handiwork.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYou intending to be around for the next hundred years or so, Pa?\u201d Joe quipped giving Ben a wide grin<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cIf it were at all possible.\u201d Ben replied, and picked up some sandpaper to gently rub down the less than smooth sections of the door. \u00a0\u201cI certainly intend to be around for as long as possible, even if just to keep you two out of trouble.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Hoss exclaimed aloud \u201cShucks Pa, I ain\u2019t been in trouble for years.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Joe laughed at that and turned to complete his work, \u201cI wonder how Adams getting on in town.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHe ain\u2019t in town,\u201d Hoss said as he plied his brush up and down, \u201cHe went to see that mine, with Candy.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cOf course, I remember now.\u201d Joe shook his head \u201cWish we had gone along with him, I don\u2019t trust that McGarthy.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Ben glanced up and his dark brows furrowed over his black eyes \u201cNo one trusts that man,\u201d he growled<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Joe shivered, the words were an echo of those Adam had uttered himself not so long ago.\u00a0 He looked at his brother who was staring anxiously at the brush he held in his hand, \u00a0\u201cShucks, \u00a0get him off his boat and what happens?\u00a0 Older brother has to go find himself some trouble to get into.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYeah,\u201d Hoss sighed and nodded \u201cYou reckon he\u2019s bored?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Ben heard the comments and stopped rubbing the sandpaper over the door \u00a0 \u201cWhy Don\u2019t you two old women just get on with your work instead of jawing on about something you know nothing about?\u201d he barked and then resumed rubbing down the rough patches on the wood.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Hoss and Joe sighed together, shook their heads and dipped their brushes into the varnish, they didn\u2019t speak but both knew exactly what the other was thinking.\u00a0 After a moment \u00a0or so Joe paused long enough for Hoss to look up and ask what was on his mind to which his brother \u00a0shrugged \u201cJust thinking \u2026 \u00a0hoping Adam\u2019s alright, not getting himself into a whole heap of trouble.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYeah, I know what you mean.\u00a0 That McGarthy is turning out to be as mean as a barrel full of rattlesnakes. \u201c<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHis brother was bad enough but somehow I don\u2019t figure on him playing a straight game, Hoss.\u201d \u00a0he dipped his brush into the varnish and stood there with it dripping back from the bristles into the tin, some plopping in bubbles on the newly varnished cill \u201cCandy \u00a0was pretty insistent on having Adam go with him.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYep, \u00a0one consolation at least, he went with the full weight of the law \u00a0backing him up.\u201d Hoss smirked as he delivered the words, stringing them out to enjoy them all the better.<\/p>\n

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It made no impression on Joe who sighed and resumed his work on the varnishing carefully smoothing out the bubbles he had created and wondering how they had got there. \u00a0\u201cWe should have gone with him,\u201d he muttered beneath his breath \u00a0and Hoss, catching just the drift of words, could only nod and mumble something in reply.<\/p>\n

Ben once again ran his hand down the smooth surface of the door and then stepped away to observe his sons. \u00a0 The workmen were busy under Garvey\u2019s supervision and he knew that it wouldn\u2019t be long before he would be moving back into his home, \u00a0with Hoss and Hester \u00a0and the little girls.\u00a0 The thought brought a good feeling to settle over him as he considered the winter months ahead, the flames from the fire roaring up the chimney, the family gathered together.<\/p>\n

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But, \u00a0he cleared his throat, \u00a0that was for the future, close though it may be, \u00a0for now he had something else to worry about, or rather to be concerned over and he walked away from the door to stand at the space where the door would be positioned\u2026 he looked out over the yard and allowed his eyes to roam around the out buildings, the stable and barn \u00a0\u201cHoss, where\u2019s Hester?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cOh, she went into town with Olivia.\u00a0 She – I mean – they are meeting up at Ann\u2019s.\u201d Hoss said and he looked at Joe \u201cMary Ann went with \u2018em, didn\u2019t she?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNope, \u00a0she was going later. \u00a0 Danny had a slight fever and she was worried about leaving him.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Hoss \u00a0nodded and for a few moments conversation dwelt on Daniel\u2019s health and whether or not they needed to get a doctor only to be reassured that Hop Sing had taken charge and Mary Ann was going to town in the full confidence of knowing her son was in good hands. \u00a0\u201cShe\u2019d never leave him otherwise and she knows how much Daniel loves Hop Sing.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Ben picked up his coat and shrugged himself into it, \u00a0then reached for his hat \u201cI think I\u2019ll take a trip into town.\u00a0 There\u2019s some business I need to attend to.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cDo you want us to come with you, Pa?\u201d Hoss asked hopefully, the smell of varnish was getting right up his nose and the thought of town, \u00a0a saloon and some beer created a more than pleasing vision before his eyes.<\/p>\n

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Ben smiled \u201cI\u2019m sure you\u2019d be more than happy to come along but the work you\u2019re doing is far more important than propping up a bar in town\u2026.Joe, keep an eye on your brother. \u201c<\/p>\n

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Joe nodded and gave Hoss a grin although it was obvious that he had also formed a hope that a trip into town would be forthcoming.\u00a0 He \u00a0swept his brush across the wood with a flourish \u201cWhat business do you have in town, Pa?\u00a0 You sure you can handle it on your own alright?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cJoseph, if I needed any help I\u2019d have asked.\u201d Ben frowned and looked sharply over at \u00a0his son before slapping his hat over his head and striding off to get his horse.\u00a0 It seemed to him that every chance anyone took nowadays was to remind him of his age, and his abilities to do what was once so easy and – he reminded himself hastily – still was, \u00a0more or less.\u00a0 So what were a few more aches and pains than he had had ten years ago, \u00a0what if his hands were stiffer and clumsier \u2026 it was the way of all men, wasn\u2019t it?<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026..<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

A familiar figure riding towards him made Ben\u2019s heart swell a little with pleasure at the sight.\u00a0 Knowing that Adam was really home without that shadow of being called back on duty hanging over them made the older man feel an immense sense of satisfaction.\u00a0 The past weeks living with them had given him a closer insight into the man that Adam had become in his middle years and it made Ben proud at the realisation that his eldest son had overcome so many obstacles, so \u00a0many hardships to at last be home, to have a loving and beautiful wife and children.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

As he sat in the saddle and waited for Adam to join him Ben thought over past times, of a \u00a0younger man who had been quick to use his gun or his fists to settle an argument, of a youth who had been too serious minded for his own good, \u00a0of a child who had followed his father like a shadow during times most horrendous.\u00a0 Ben sat and waited and allowed the pictures of the past to filter through his memory until they vanished leaving nothing other than a wisp of nostalgia as Adam finally joined him.<\/p>\n

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\u201cHey, \u00a0Pa, you waiting for me?\u201d \u00a0Adams brown eyes twinkled as he drew the horse up closer to Ben, \u201cYou looked miles away\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI was \u00a0rather,\u201d Ben laughed, slightly embarrassed but none the less pleased to have Adam there, \u201cYes, I was coming to meet up with \u00a0you.\u00a0 Wasn\u2019t sure if you would have finished your business in town by now\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam leaned upon the pommel of his saddle and grimaced, a downturn of the mouth, although his eyes twinkled still \u201cMeans we could have shared a beer at the Sazarac had you left earlier \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cOr \u00a0you\u2019d delayed longer.\u201d Ben grinned and turned his horse round to face the same direction as his son \u201cI left your brothers eager to come along for the ride and \u2026 the beer.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cAh well, \u00a0they\u2019ll be happy to know that we missed out on the chance of a drink too\u2026\u201d \u00a0he smiled at his father as he matched his horse\u2019s loping stride to Cinnamon\u2019s \u00a0\u201cHow\u2019s the house coming along Pa?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cGarvey reckons on it being finished by the end of next week.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cThat soon?\u201d \u00a0Adam raised his eyebrows and then nodded slowly, \u201cSo you;ll be moving out and back home.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYep.\u201d \u00a0Ben looked straight ahead, \u00a0then after some moments had passed asked Adam how the morning had gone which promptly removed the twinkle from Adam\u2019s eyes and brought a more sombre look to his lean features. \u00a0\u201cnot so good, huh?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNo, not so good.\u201d \u00a0Adam replied and told his father about the visit to the mine, the stand off with McGarthy\u2019s so called police that prevented him entering and making his examination, \u00a0about the death of Mrs Mayhew and what he and Candy had found on t he road where she had died.<\/p>\n

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Ben listened in silence and only nodded his head occasionally until the narration finally came to an end \u201cYou think this Billy Buckley could be the cause of Mrs Mayhews death?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cCan\u2019t see who else it could be\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cMcGarthy employs more gunmen than just the one, Adam.\u00a0 It could have been any one of those four men you confronted at the mine?\u00a0 Billy may well have been where he claims to be ..\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWell, \u00a0that\u2019s for Candy to find out.\u201d \u00a0Adam replied rather tersely, \u00a0\u201cBut it doesn\u2019t sit well with me that Billy was in the area where she died \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cIt\u2019s circumstantial, Adam.\u00a0 You can\u2019t accuse a man because \u2026\u201d he paused and glanced quickly at his son, saw the tightening of the jaw and the narrowing of the eyes, \u201cYou aren\u2019t blaming him because of what he did to Ed Payson, are you?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam released his \u00a0breath in a long drawn out exhalation and shook his head \u201cThought about it, Pa, told myself to take a care not to be doing so \u2026 \u00a0but I know when a man, any man, is lying to me.\u00a0 Buckley was lying through his teeth, I swear it\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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Ben remained silent although he looked at Adam and met his sons dark eyes with those of his own, \u00a0he still stayed silent as his mind sidled back to the time when Ed Payson had ridden back into town all those years ago.\u00a0 Odd, \u00a0it didn\u2019t seem so many years ago when he really thought about it \u2026<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026..<\/p>\n

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Candy sat at his desk and wrote out his report, his pen scratched across the paper as he scrawled down the words that Gwen had poured out to him.\u00a0 She had agreed to come and sign a statement later on, \u00a0and he wondered if there would be anything in it that she would change. \u00a0 He put the pen down and rubbed his eyes, \u00a0realised how tired he was what with the baby crying through the night hours and then all this work \u2026 he hated paperwork.<\/p>\n

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Clem looked up and grinned \u201cYou alright, sheriff?\u201d<\/p>\n

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He nodded, \u00a0and allowed a grin to slip over his own lips at the memory of Clems time in office as sheriff, perhaps it had been the paperwork that had got to him as well.\u00a0 Folk had smiled at Roy and the \u2018bumbling\u2019 way he had gone about things, but he had got things done in his own way and never complained \u2026 well, not much. \u00a0 He rose to his feet and walked over to the door, strode out to stand on the sidewalk and watched the comings and goings of the people in town.<\/p>\n

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Gwen had been very honest in delivering her version of what had taken place the previous evening, \u00a0Certainly Billy had been with her from 2 a.m after he had won some money playing Faro at Miss Ridleys place, a big game with several nobs from town\u2026oh, don\u2019t ask her who they were, Billy would tell him \u2026 but Amanda Ridley was more than hospitable and Billy had won a \u2018moderate\u2019 amount of money from her.\u00a0 Yes, he had come back to see her, Gwen, and they had spent the remainder of the night together. \u00a0 Did he want to know what they did?\u00a0 Well, of course if he really did \u2026 \u00a0 but when Billy did finally get to sleep he snored, loudly, \u00a0and kept her awake until he left to get breakfast at Del Monico\u2019s. \u00a0 She would have gone with him, but that was the time when she had fallen asleep \u00a0herself\u2026a deep sleep.<\/p>\n

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He ran through the facts as he had them \u2026 Mrs Martins statement had been written down neat and tidy, he had the times and everything all down on paper as to when Mrs Mayhew had arrived with Mrs O\u2019Connell and when she had left, alone\u2026 \u00a0 and had died.<\/p>\n

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And there was that boulder in the road to think about \u2026<\/p>\n

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Chapter 27<\/p>\n

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Olivia stretched as far as she could reach from her toes to her finger tips, \u00a0she strained her legs out and flexed her shoulders just like a contented little cat that had just been aroused from sleep on a sunny warm day.\u00a0 Now she curled herself back again, tucking her legs up and folding herself into the comfortable position she was in before \u00a0wakefulness had first nudged her into opening her eyes just that fraction to know a new day had dawned.<\/p>\n

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All was quiet \u2026 she remained there with her eyes closed and allowed herself the luxury of remembering the hours before sleep, the hours spent in Adams arms, \u00a0the shared kisses, the tender embraces and caresses.\u00a0 She sighed contentedly and forced herself to open her eyes as sounds now permeated through her memories to confirm the fact that the day had started \u2026 the sound of Nathaniel as he stood in his cot calling for her, \u00a0the footsteps that ran from room to room, Sofia\u2019s protesting \u201cReeeu-ben!\u201d and Reuben shouting \u201cSleepyhead!\u201d<\/p>\n

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Olivia stretched again, not quite as languorously this time, but equally as satisfying.\u00a0 She could hear Adam\u2019s voice now, a deep murmur drifting through the floor boards with the echo of his father\u2019s voice so that between the two she almost fell back to sleep again as the cadence of their voices rose and fell beneath her.<\/p>\n

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\u201cMa \u2026 tell Sofia she\u2019s got to get up, she\u2019ll be late for school.\u201d \u00a0Reuben was standing beside the bed rousing her to full wakefulness \u201cMa?\u201d<\/p>\n

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So late, she shouldn\u2019t be sleeping in so late! \u00a0 She hushed her son away and told him not to shout so loud, to go down and get his breakfast \u2026 and as his footsteps thumped down the stairs she hastily grabbed at her clothes and began to pull them on.\u00a0 Oh so late, where was her head this morning?\u00a0 Why hadn\u2019t Adam woken her up as usual, instead of allowing her to sleep like some pampered spoiled little Madam.<\/p>\n

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She brushed her hair and tied it back with a ribbon, \u00a0what a mess \u2026 she didn\u2019t even dare to peek at her self in the mirror \u2026what was Adam thinking to let her sleep in.. and she turned to see her daughter staring at her with wide eyes, \u00a0holding a yellow ribbon in her hand and asking her to braid her hair.\u00a0 More delay \u2026 \u00a0what about breakfast? What about the coffee?\u00a0 What a start to the day.<\/p>\n

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She braided Sofia\u2019s hair and tied the ribbon and was rewarded with a kiss on the cheek before the child skipped away.\u00a0 Back to her own toilette, scanty though it was going to be, \u00a0and quickly fastening the buttons on her gown, grabbing at her apron as she passed a chair, she made her way downstairs.<\/p>\n

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Chen Ho Lee had prepared and served the breakfast and beamed a smile of welcome at her as she entered the big kitchen. Ben and Adam both rose to their feet, and both kissed her on the cheek as she took her seat between them.\u00a0 Reuben didn\u2019t look up, \u00a0food was the priority now and he was hungry while Sofia picked at her oatmeal as usual and drank her milk with her eyes drifting from one face to the other.<\/p>\n

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\u201cGranpa, are you happy today?\u201d she asked with a milk moustache adorning her upper lip.<\/p>\n

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\u201cI am, thank you, Sofia.\u201d Ben awarded her a smile, \u00a0then quickly picked up his cup of coffee in \u00a0the hope that it would deflect any further questions<\/p>\n

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\u201cWhy aren\u2019t \u00a0you smiling then?\u201d demanded t o know the little inquisitor who stared at her grandfather with wide blue eyes.,<\/p>\n

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\u201cBecause it\u2019s breakfast time, \u00a0I can\u2019t be smiling all the time, can I?\u201d Ben sighed and put down his cup, \u00a0he was about to mention that it was empty when Adam picked up the \u00a0coffee pot and began to pour the hot liquid into the cup for him \u201cThanks, son.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam nodded, before turning to Olivia \u201cWhere\u2019s Nathaniel?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNathaniel?\u201d Olivia said and stared at Adam blankly before jumping to her feet with an exclamation of dismay and hurrying from the room \u00a0accompanied by the sound of her infants wails<\/p>\n

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Order restored as the toddler was placed in his high chair and gazed serenely upon them all.\u00a0 Sofia returned to her grandfathers state of mind, of being happy, or not\u2026<\/p>\n

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\u201cPeople who are happy have a turn up mouth, it goes like this \u2026\u201d she smiled broadly exposing what teeth she still possessed, \u201cBut if you are grumpy, your mouth goes like this\u2026\u201d and she pulled her mouth down as an example. \u00a0\u201cGranpa, you are not smiling are you?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWell, no, not at this moment.\u201d Ben replied and stuffed some ham into his mouth to chew on, \u00a0realising as he did so that Sofia was not going to give up on the subject just because his mouth was too full to smile.<\/p>\n

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\u201cWhy aren\u2019t you happy, Granpa? \u00a0 Are you unhappy because you\u2019ll be leaving us soon?\u00a0 Are you going to \u00a0be happy living in the other house with Uncle Hoss and Aunty Hester? \u201c<\/p>\n

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\u201cYes, I\u2019ll be very happy to be living there again.\u201d Ben said as he swallowed the ham and nearly choked.<\/p>\n

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\u201cHannah and Hope will be happy too, won\u2019t they?\u201d \u00a0Sofia asked this with a frown upon her brow, \u00a0she looked at Adam \u201cPa?\u00a0 Why can\u2019t Granpa stay here with us forever and forever?\u00a0 He\u2019s happy when he is h ere, aren\u2019t you, Granpa?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI\u2019m happy wherever I am, Sofia.\u00a0 Believe me, I am a very happy person.\u00a0 Ask your father?\u201d \u00a0Ben snapped giving his grand daughter a big but false smile to be getting on with \u2026 he glanced at Adam who raised his eyebrows and gave a twitch of his shoulders.<\/p>\n

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\u201cPa?\u201d Sofia looked sternly at Adam who was looking at his wife with a half smile on his face, \u201cPa?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWhat, Sofia?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cGranpa said\u2026\u201d \u00a0but whatever Sofia was about to say was drowned out by Reuben who had said loudly if he could \u00a0be excused from the table and the wagon was ready to take them to school and if sofia wasn\u2019t careful she\u2019d be late and have to walk into town.\u00a0 How\u2019d she like that then?<\/p>\n

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Adam rose to his feet and swung Sofia out of her chair and placing her feet upon the floor, \u00a0Olivia had grabbed the childs books and lunch pail and given her a gentle shove towards the door where Reuben was already disappearing \u2026 \u00a0there came the sound of a door closing, the childrens voices fading away and then nothing.<\/p>\n

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She returned to the table and looked at Ben and Adam, \u00a0\u201cI\u2019m sorry I was late.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYou were not late, my dear\u201d Ben assured her, \u201cWe were early.\u201d<\/p>\n

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She looked at Adam who nodded, \u00a0\u201cWe have to get into town.\u00a0 I want to see Candy and submit my report to the Mining Corporations Commissionary Board.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Ben gave a half smile \u201cWhat report?\u00a0 You didn\u2019t step foot into the mine to be able to write up a report.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI know.\u00a0 That\u2019s what I\u2019ll report \u2026 prevention of an engineer to go about his duty.\u201d<\/p>\n

He sipped some coffee and then looked over at Olivia \u201cWhat will you be doing to day, \u00a0Livvy?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cOh, this and that \u2026 you know\u2026\u201d \u00a0she smiled, he didn\u2019t know, she knew that because no husband really knew what their wives did during the day, even after they\u2019d be told they wouldn\u2019t remember or if they did, they wouldn\u2019t understand everything that was entailed in the doing of whatever they did.<\/p>\n

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He cleared his throat and gave her a look beneath his dark brows, one that was both comical and endearing, she loved him for that, she loved him for lots of reasons and smiled at him. \u00a0 Ben put his knife down with a clatter and pushed back his chair, \u201cBest \u00a0be going, I have things to do.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cAnything interesting?\u201d Olivia asked with a smile as she began to feed Nathaniel his oatmeal<\/p>\n

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\u201cI want to see Roy, \u00a0see how he is \u2026\u201d Ben looked at Adam who appeared to \u00a0be lingering over his empty cup while staring at his wife rather too fondly \u201cAdam? \u00a0 Are you riding in with me or not?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam nodded, \u00a0looked at his empty cup and thought about refilling it, \u00a0but replaced it in its saucer as it was.\u00a0 He tweaked Nathaniel\u2019s nose which resulted in oatmeal being spat out, \u00a0then he kissed his wife on the top of her head \u201cI\u2019ll see you later.\u201d<\/p>\n

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She nodded and smiled up at him, raised her face, offered her lips which he kissed, \u00a0lingered a while and kissed again.<\/p>\n

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\u201cAdam?\u201d Ben\u2019s voice floated from the porch way from where he was pulling on his outer coat.<\/p>\n

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Nathaniel watched his father leave the room \u201cPa.\u201d he shouted and thumped on the tray of his little seat, \u201cPa.\u201d<\/p>\n

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But the door closed behind \u00a0his father and grandfather with a gentle thump, the child stared at it for a moment before turning to his mother and with a downturn of the mouth began to cry \u201cPa. Pa.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n

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It came as no surprise to either man to find Roy Coffee seated in the sheriff\u2019s office drinking coffee.\u00a0 It had started to rain more heavily the closer they were to town and Ben had suggested that they called in on the sheriff first as the sheriff\u2019s office was the first of the buildings they would pass by when they were in town.<\/p>\n

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.Roy\u2019s familiar figure sprawled in a chair and sipping coffee rather reminded Adam of one of those old hound dogs that had been \u2018retired\u2019 from hunting.\u00a0 Once it had the scent in its nostrils it was all a twitch to go out with the younger dogs on the hunt.\u00a0 Roy had that look about him now, and scowled at them both as though their intrusion into the \u00a0office was tantamount to breaking the law.\u00a0 Ben\u2019s greeting was accepted with a nod of the head and an offer to pour them both some coffee.<\/p>\n

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\u201cWhere\u2019s Candy?\u201d \u00a0Candy asked and Roy sighed and told him that the sheriff was out looking up some information for him. \u00a0\u201cAnd Clem?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Roy shrugged \u201cOn \u00a0the lookout for miscreants, what else?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam narrowed his eyes and paid closer attention to the coffee pot, \u00a0he knew from experience that there was little point in reminding Roy that he was now retired from duty, and that he had no right to send the deputies off to do his bidding anymore.\u00a0 He poured out coffee into two cups, having noticed that Roy\u2019s was still well filled, and passed one over to his father, \u00a0while he found a seat upon which to sit while he drank his own coffee.<\/p>\n

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\u201cSo what exactly have you sent Candy out to do?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cChecking out as to why a decent woman is threatened, and bullied.\u00a0 That\u2019s what.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam and Ben glanced at one another, Adam sat down in a chair close to the desk and looked over at Roy \u201cThreatened?\u00a0 Who exactly are we talking about here, Roy?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cMy housekeeper, that\u2019s who.\u201d Roy growled and put the empty cup down on the desk, the scowl deepened on his brow, \u201cThey won\u2019t serve her in the stores \u00a0you know?\u00a0 Then she goes home and finds her personal belongings thrown out of her rooms and the landlady saying she ain\u2019t welcome no more.\u00a0 Wants to rent out at a higher amount.\u00a0 When Mrs Arm- er – Tennant said she would pay so long as she could stay, the wretched woman refused to accept her money, said she had someone already lined up. Fair makes my blood boil. Who would have thought it would \u00a0have come to this in this town, \u00a0aint\u2019 right\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNo,\u201d Ben agreed with some feeling, \u00a0he frowned now and looked over at Adam who was drinking his coffee and staring at the posters on the wall, almost as though he were embarrassed at being there. \u00a0\u201cNo, it\u2019s not right, not right at all. \u201c \u00a0he glowered, \u00a0looked as annoyed as Roy had hoped he would be and was pleased to note.<\/p>\n

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\u201cBeen my housekeeper some weeks now.\u00a0 Known her for years though\u2026a good woman, honest, hard working.\u00a0 Came back to Virginia City trying to make a new fresh start.\u00a0 Ain\u2019t right what they\u2019re doing to her now, but -\u201d Roy launched forth, determined to make his point because Adam was staring into space as though it didn\u2019t matter one iota, his moustache \u00a0bristled \u201cI suspect that someone else is behind all this, that there\u2019s more than the obvious reason for what\u2019s happened.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYou have?\u00a0 And what do you suspect, Roy?\u201c \u00a0Adam asked, surprising the old man by seemingly to suddenly wake up to what was going on around him.<\/p>\n

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\u201cWal, seems the trouble all started when she had a visit from someone who rides about in a big carriage.\u00a0 That unsettled her somewhat.\u00a0 Then the bullying started, folk not serving her in the stores, \u00a0insulting her as she walked down the street.\u00a0 She won\u2019t tell me who that someone is, too scared I reckon, like everyone else in this here town.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYou saying the folk in town are scared of someone?\u201d \u00a0Adam put the question forward with raised eyebrows, he wondered if Candy or Clem had noticed any sign of intimidation in the town, \u00a0no groups of thugs on the street, or gunmen sauntering around waiting or causing trouble. \u00a0\u201cWho do you think it is, Roy?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI don\u2019t know,\u201d Roy muttered and shook his head, \u201cShe won\u2019t tell me.\u00a0 Says it doesn\u2019t worry her too much, but it does, she\u2019s changed, got skittish and nervy. \u00a0 She aint\u2019 the kind of woman to get like that, she can handle herself pretty well, but someone has got under her skin.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cSo she\u2019s been bullied and now thrown out of her lodgings?\u201d \u00a0 Ben muttered and shook his head into the bargain as thought the depths some people would go to never ceased to amaze him.<\/p>\n

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\u201cS\u2019right, landlady refuses to have her in the house.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cAnd who is her landlady – or rather, who was?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWidow Warrender.\u00a0 That woman always was a mean minded sharp tongued witch, but she always seemed honest and fair.\u00a0 She has a boarding house in K street.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWhere is Mrs Tennant now ?\u201d \u00a0Adam glanced over at Roy who nodded thoughtfully while pulling at the hairs of his moustache<\/p>\n

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\u201cShe\u2019s staying with Widow Hawkins.\u00a0 Clemmie offered her a room right away. Good hearted soul that she is\u2026\u201d Roy \u00a0murmured even though it cost him a lot to get the words out of his mouth, Clemmie and he had never really seen eye to eye over the years.<\/p>\n

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\u201cWhen did this happen?\u201c Ben asked, \u00a0but it was Adam who repeated the question by saying \u00a0 \u201cRoy?\u00a0 When did this happen?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cLast night..\u00a0 I only got to hear about it this morning.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam grimaced and put down the empty cup upon the desk, he looked over at his father who shook his head then looked at Roy \u201cYou weren\u2019t around to see it happen, were you, Roy?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNo.\u00a0 I had other things to do.\u201d \u00a0Roy snapped and got to his feet to leave before they asked him what other things and he would have to admit it was going to bed and getting some sleep, he was an old man now after all.\u00a0 He shrugged \u201cMay not seem important to you, but it is to me.\u00a0 It\u2019s the man in the carriage that makes me think there\u2019s more to it than moral indignation.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Ben opened his mouth to ask about the moral indignation and whereabouts did that actually fit in, when he caught Adam hiding a smile and shaking his head.\u00a0 Roy sighed and made his way to the door, collecting his hat along the way \u201cWould you jest look at that \u2026. Rain, \u00a0typical!!\u201d<\/p>\n

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The door closed behind him leaving the two men in silence, Adam raised his eyebrows \u201cWell, \u00a0seems odd.\u201d he murmured and looked over at his father \u201cYou know Mrs Tennant of course?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYes, of course. \u00a0 I think Roy\u2019s got a point though, \u00a0if it started from the time she had a visit from someone in a large carriage ..I wonder what Candy\u2019s doing about it?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam was about to give an answer when Candy entered t he building and very sharply closed the door behind him \u201cYou\u2019ve seen Roy?\u201d<\/p>\n

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The two Cartwrights nodded and Candy was confronted by two pairs of dark eyes staring rather confrontationally at him. \u00a0 He sighed, threw his hat upon the hat stand and began to peel off his coat \u201cHe told you about his house keeper?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cPeaches .. I mean \u2026\u201d Adam stammered and Ben said \u201cMrs Tennant \u2026\u201d while he glowered dark eyes at his son who turned away as though unable to confront his father over his \u2018faux pas\u2019 with a straight face.<\/p>\n

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\u201cI saw Mrs Tennants previous landlady and she said what everyone else seems to be saying \u2026that she doesn\u2019t want to have any truck with someone of that reputation\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cDorothy Tennant hasn\u2019t got a reputation.\u201d Ben snorted indignantly, \u201cShe came here because she wanted to make a new life for herself, but \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cBut people here aren\u2019t prepared to let her do so.\u00a0 A new name or rather a different name doesn\u2019t change what she was when she was Dorothea Armstrong \u2026commonly known as Peaches.\u201d and Candy looked directly at Adam with a slight twinkle in his eyes.<\/p>\n

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\u201cHumph,\u201d Ben bristled indignantly \u201cThere are several so called ladies around town I could mention with a far worst reputation than Peaches \u2026 I mean \u2026Mrs Tennant ever had. \u00a0 \u00a0So what are you going to do about it, Candy?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Candy sighed and slumped down into the chair that Roy had been polishing with the seat of his pants for many a year before him, \u201cNothing I can do, Ben.\u00a0 It\u2019s a civil matter, a situation that is up to the individuals themselves to sort out.\u00a0 Mrs Tennant seems quite happy now at Mrs Hawkins establishment and Mrs Hawkins seems quite happy to have her there. \u00a0 To be honest there are far weightier things on my mind than some old biddy deciding she doesn\u2019t want a certain lady renting rooms in her household. \u201c<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAny progress on those certain other things, Candy?\u201d Adam asked, looking now more seriously at the sheriff and his face once again carrying a more sombre appearance.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019ve interviewed Gwen, \u00a0and I\u2019ve also seen Mrs O\u2019Connell who doesn\u2019t appear capable of making any sensible speech at all.\u00a0 Shocked out of her head by her husbands death, \u00a0and due to have a baby anytime soon.\u00a0 I couldn\u2019t say she would be a credible witness to anything \u2026 that is, if she were aware of anything untoward having happened.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAnyone else?\u201d Adam probed and Candy sighed and nodded towards some papers on his desk<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI checked Billy\u2019s alibi with Amanda Ridley, \u00a0he was playing Faro at her place until nearly 2 a.m. \u00a0there were five others there all of whom confirmed that he was there and that he had won a moderate sum of money. \u00a0 I\u2019ve also seen several others who were employed at Bucksburn but I can\u2019t take any of what they say as credible statements as they are either spitting venom at McGarthy over something or praising him to the skies. \u00a0 I think Mrs Mayhew\u2019s death will take a fair amount of time and effort to prove it to be anything other than an accident.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cIt wasn\u2019t an accident\u201d Adam said curtly and looked at his father who was staring glumly down at the floor as though deep in thought and wishing his son wouldn\u2019t be so sure of his facts.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYou want to take over this job, Adam?\u201d Candy said with a rather tight grin but Adam laughed and shook \u00a0his head, assured him that no, he could keep the job, he had enough to do as it was.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cBefore you go, Adam. \u00a0 What shall we do about the Bucksburn Mine?\u00a0 We still \u00a0need to take a look at it.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam scratched behind his ear as though he had hoped the matter would have been dropped in light of the more serious situation with regard to Mrs Mayhew.\u00a0 He nodded, \u201cWell, I guess so. \u00a0 I kind of formed the impression that what I\u2019d find inside would \u00a0be as I\u2019d expect, those four guns of McGarthy\u2019s were too eager to keep me out of there.\u00a0 Couldn\u2019t have made it clearer that they didn\u2019t want me to see exactly how things were.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cThat won\u2019t make much on a report, will it?\u201d Candy made a downturn of his mouth, \u201cI need a proper report to submit to the authorities so that the place can be closed down while work is done to put it right.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam nodded, briefly wished he had never been involved, \u201cI\u2019ve written out a report, was about to leave it with the Mayor whose President of the Mining Commission, but I have to admit, I don\u2019t expect much to come as a result of it seeing how hand in glove McGarthy is with the Mayor.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cLet me know how it goes, Adam.\u00a0 But let me tell you this, I don\u2019t intend to let the matter of that mine drop.\u00a0 No mans a saint as some of my witnesses want me to believe and no mans as black as he\u2019s been painted by some others.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cSam Mayhew among them?\u201d Adam said quietly and at that Candy nodded, heaved a sigh and shook his head.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

It seemed better now for Adam and Ben to leave, and as the door closed behind him Candy looked around the empty office, \u00a0then walked slowly to the stove in order to pour himself some coffee. \u00a0 Once having achieved that he returned to his desk and sat down to \u00a0write down his report on the mornings activities and to list down what to do next\u2026.. \u00a0 His eyes strayed back to the door and he found himself wishing that Adam had stayed a while longer, just to accompany him on the several calls that had to be made now.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Chapter 28<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

As Joe stepped into the porch of his home, removed his hat and beat the rain drops from it against his leg, he heard the sound of his wife\u2019s laughter from within. \u00a0 For a moment he paused to listen for he loved the sound of her laugh, it was, he thought, as close to music as a human voice could get apart from actually singing.\u00a0 He smiled with a shy contentment and pushed open the door to the main room.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Mary Ann was laughing at some anecdote that Hoss had spun and Joe could see Hester seated in the chair closest to the fire with Hope in her arms, she was smiling too, looking up at her husband over the top of the childs blonde hair . \u00a0 Hoss looked over as Joe came further into the room \u201cHey, Joe, where\u2019ve you bin?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cBusy.\u201d his brother replied and his eyes looked over at his wife and saw the way her face softened at the sight of him, \u201cPa wanted me to check out the footings for the new barn over at the low pasture.\u00a0 I saw Derwent Jessop on the way back, \u00a0he sends you all \u00a0his regards.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Mary Ann was by his side and helping him pull off the wet coat, her face still flushed with laughter and her eyes bright as she looked at him, \u00a0leaned forward and bestowed a kiss upon his cheek. \u00a0 \u201cWe were about to eat, so you\u2019re not so very late.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHow\u2019s Daniel?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHe\u2019s alright, \u00a0and fast asleep.\u00a0 Hop Sing took good care of him so everything\u2019s fine.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cDid Adam and Pa get back from town yet?\u201d he approached the fire and enjoyed the heat of the flames as they began to take the damp chill from his clothing \u201cI suppose you did hang around long enough to find out?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWell, once you left I didn\u2019t see no reason for me to stay, little brother.\u00a0 I got the rest of the varnishing done and then it started to rain so didn\u2019t think there was any point in staying to do any more although Garvey set his beady eyes on me and I jest knew he had plans to git me to do something else.\u00a0 Shucks there\u2019s only so much any one man can do \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Joe shook his head and muttered something under his breath which Hoss insisted on knowing exactly what but Hester stood up and thrust Hope into Hoss\u2019 arms \u201cTake your daughter to her bed, Hoss.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYes, ma\u2019am.\u201d he nodded and took his daughter into his arms, holding her \u00a0so gently that Joe was reminded of the time he first held Hannah when just a little new born baby.\u00a0 There was something so fragile and dainty about Hope that the big man could not bear to handle her any other way but carefully.\u00a0 Having said that he was equally careful with Hannah, but Joe always felt that Hope was handled with just that slightly more tenderness.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

He watched his brother carry the child upstairs and then turned to smile at Hester \u201cIt won\u2019t be long before you will be back at the Ponderosa, Hester. \u00a0 I guess the things you ordered will be on \u00a0their way any day now?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI checked the delivery dates while I was in town today,\u201d Hester replied, \u201cMost of it will be coming by the beginning of next week.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Mary Ann was standing beside her husband now, hugging onto his arm and leaning in against him, she smiled at her sister in law and then turned to Joe \u201cIt will be strange having to get used to being alone in the house again \u2026 with just Danny.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Hester\u2019s face immediately registered concern and she looked at Joe with that bold direct blue gaze of hers \u201cJoe, you will have to get someone here to help Mary Ann.\u00a0 It won\u2019t \u00a0be fair that she should have the care of this house all by herself.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Mary Ann laughed and shook her head \u201cI\u2019m alright, Hester dear. \u00a0 I\u2019ll soon get used to it.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Joe shook his head and looked at her with concerned hazel eyes, \u201cNo, \u00a0we shall have to get someone reliable who can help you, Mary Ann. \u00a0 After all, you have the new baby to think about.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cOh that\u2019s months away yet.\u201d Mary Ann replied airily and then looked over at the stairs as Hoss emerged from the upper regions \u201cRight, now, \u00a0let\u2019s go and have something to eat before it\u2019s ruined.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Hoss sat down \u00a0with a frown on his face as he flipped out his napkin and gave his customary glance over the food mentally calculating which dish he preferred above all others and would therefore have to be served up first \u201cHey, \u00a0Joe, why does Pa want a barn over at the low pasture?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cBecause there\u2019s good silage there, \u00a0he thought it would be good to have it under cover, more accessible for the herd that we moved over to that area. \u00a0 He\u2019s right, it\u2019ll save a lot of extra work\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cShucks, yeah, I guess it would, jest don\u2019t know why he didn\u2019t think of it before.\u201d he ladled on several mounds of the creamy potato and then stabbed at a steak covered with Hop Sings special onion gravy<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cSo did you see Pa or Adam when they got back from town? \u201c Joe asked as he wondered how he was going to manage to divide what was left of mashed potato between the three of them<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYep. \u00a0 Seems Roy\u2019s gitting hissself all hot under the collar about his house keeper\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

Hoss scratched his head as he thought over what had been said about Mrs Tennant and Mrs Hawkins \u201cSeems she\u2019s gone to live in with Widder Hawkins.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWal,, seems like the other Widder woman don\u2019t want Mrs Tennant hanging around her place no more.\u00a0 That\u2019s because of her being you know what before\u2026\u201d Hoss lowered his voice into a barely discernable whisper.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWho was a what?\u201d Joe queried and felt her wife nudging his knee with her own, a signal not to tease but it was impossible not to find something about which to tease Hoss who was staring fixedly at his steak.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWal you know \u2026 she was involved in that business with Adams friend Mr Jamieson, \u00a0and not only that she was \u2026\u201d he cleared his throat and stuffed his mouth with food so that he didn\u2019t have to answer any more questions from his irritating little brother.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cApparently,\u201d Hester said calmly \u201cRoy\u2019s quite put out about it.\u00a0 Seems the store keepers won\u2019t serve her either.\u00a0 Amanda Ridley is the only one in town who will \u2026\u201d she frowned \u201cIt seems hardly fair to hold a persons past against them, especially when she is trying to make amends and Roy thinks very highly of her.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Joe nodded and thought of some of the things his father had told him about Peaches \u2026. \u00a0 but as Hester had said the woman wanted to make a new life for herself, it was just a pity she had chosen to return to Virginia City to do so he thought and was about to say so when Hoss \u00a0changed the subject to the anticipated move back into the main Ponderosa homestead.<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n

Later as Joe lay on his back in bed and watched his wife disrobe he thought over the vagaries that life offered to them all.\u00a0 He was not and never boasted as being a deep thinker, his was a mercurial temperament that often skimmed the surface of things and never looked too deeply into the whys and when\u2019s of a situation. \u00a0 \u00a0His was a more instinctive rationale compared to Adams more logical way of doing things and he never claimed to be anything other than what he was or how he was come to that\u2026 \u00a0he was still Little Joe under the layers that the passing \u00a0years had placed upon him.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Mary Ann came and sat down on the edge of the bed and he turned upon his side and leaned upon one hand, his elbow resting in the pillows. \u00a0 His free hand he gently ran down his wife\u2019s slender back, \u00a0regretting as he always did the scars upon it that had \u00a0been caused when the glass doors had shattered during high winds and some of the shards had stabbed into her back.\u00a0 The scars were white now, some deeper than others.\u00a0 His fingers stroked the base of her spine tenderly and she turned her head a little to look over her shoulder at him \u201cIt will be strange not having \u00a0Hoss and Hester here, wont it?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

He chuckled then, a throaty \u00a0laugh and then rolled onto his back \u201cAh, \u00a0Mary Ann, \u00a0how can you be talking about Hoss and Hester now, \u00a0my love?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cBecause -\u201d she moved lightly, \u00a0so that she was stretched out alongside him without him even realising how she had managed it so quickly, \u201cBecause it will be \u2026 and \u2026 \u201c<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAnd?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWe won\u2019t have to whisper any more, will we?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Her grey eyes were like wet slate, \u00a0they stared up at him with the dark pupils like velvet in their midst and she smiled so that white teeth showed just slightly \u00a0\u2026 \u00a0Joe \u00a0leaned down and tenderly ran his fingers along the profile of her face, \u00a0across her lips \u2026 then he kissed her, his dearest sweetest Mary Ann.<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The rain sluiced down with a vehemence that seemed almost personal, pounding against the glass of the windows and making the casements tremble. \u00a0 Sofia had abandoned her bed and ran tip toe across the landing to where Reuben slept and slipped into bed with him, but even then the rain disturbed her sleep and she had to leave him beneath the muddle of bed clothes while she sought comfort elsewhere.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam heard the patter of her feet on the landing and opened his eyes slowly.\u00a0 In anticipation of her coming into the bedroom he left the comfort of the warm bed and slipped on his dressing gown, \u00a0thrust his feet into his slippers and walked to the door to meet her. \u00a0 She stood still, raised herself on tip toe \u201cDaddy, \u00a0the wind wants to come into my bedroom.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam placed a finger on his lips as a warning for her to be quiet and then he stooped to pick her up and hold her close \u201cYou should be fast asleep, little lady.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cBut the wind wants to come in,\u201d she insisted pointing to her room \u201cAnd the rain keeps knocking and knocking and calling me to open the window.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

He nodded and stroked her back, \u201cIt is only the wind and the rain, Sofia. \u00a0 Just keep the curtains drawn over and you won\u2019t hear \u00a0it so much.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cBut I do, daddy, I heard them all the time.\u201d \u00a0she sunk her head upon his shoulder and tried to make herself as small as she could so that he wouldn\u2019t think her too heavy and put her back down on the ground<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

He didn\u2019t say anything but carried her back into her bedroom which caused her to curl up into his body even more closely, her arms tightened around his neck and he could feel the bumpitty bump of her heart beating . \u00a0 \u201cI\u2019ll stay here just a while until you get to sleep. \u00a0 Alright?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cBut, daddy\u2026\u201d she protested as she felt herself being lowered down into the bed. \u00a0\u201cBut, daddy\u2026\u201d she repeated as the coverlets were drawn over and she was tucked securely on all sides.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNow close your eyes and tell me a story.\u201d he whispered as he stroked a random curl from \u00a0her face<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo, \u00a0daddy, you got that wrong, you s\u2019pose to tell me a story.\u201d she whispered and looked up at him, put a thumb in her mouth and then settled more deeply under the covers.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAnd then will you go to sleep?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI don\u2019t know \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAh well then \u2026\u201d he shrugged and made a pretence of getting to his feet but she smiled and giggled just a little bit and said \u201cpromise\u201d so sweetly that he resumed his seat beside the bed and looked at her with a softening of \u00a0face that she always caused for this little girl touched his heart as profoundly as she had bewitched that of his fathers.<\/p>\n

\u201cWell, \u00a0let me tell you about a lovely lady I once knew \u2026 \u00a0this lady was very poor \u00a0and had come with her family from another country far far away.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cReally far far away?\u00a0 Like a princess?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo, \u00a0this lady was no princess in the way you mean\u2026 anyway, don\u2019t interrupt, you should be trying to get to sleep.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI am..\u00a0 But the wind \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cShssh\u2026this lady loved music, sometimes when she was very young she had heard grand orchestra\u2019s playing the music of very famous composers .. So when she had children of her own who found it hard to go to sleep, she would tell them about the cymbols clashing, the majestic throb of the grand double bass, \u00a0the sound of the clarinets and the flutes \u2026\u201d \u00a0 he paused and looked down at the child who was staring at him and he knew that if he wasn\u2019t careful she would be asking \u2018what\u2019s an orchestra, what\u2019s a double bass\u2026\u2019<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

He cleared his throat \u201cBut where they were travelling there were no theatres anywhere, so talking about those things meant nothing at all to the child so she would hold his hands and open the tarpaulin just enough for them to peek through and she would say \u201cListen, listen now ..hush\u2026the stage is set, the curtains drawn apart, God plays his symphony for us tonight, every night, and every morning.\u00a0 This music is for you \u00a0\u2026listen to the music of Gods symphony. \u201c \u00a0Then she would point to the stars in the heavens and say \u201cThe lights of heaven shine down upon the stage, listen as the breeze drifts across the tall grass like violins being played so gently, hear the stream as it ripples over the stones like tinkling xylophones; \u00a0 the owl hoots like a deep throated bassoon and crickets chirrup like so many clarinets. \u00a0 Hear as the wind makes the trees bend and creak and swish like so many viola\u2019s joining in with the violins chorus\u2026.listen, perhaps, one day, you will hear a lark singing, taking centre stage, trilling out his solo serenade.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The flame of the lamp flickered and he lowered it just a little, outside the wind still rattled at the windows and the rain still created waterfalls down the glass but the child in the bed slept soundly.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

For a moment Adam remained where he was, perhaps he was thinking of the lady who had told him about God\u2019s symphony all that time ago when they were crossing the Missouri plains in their wagons, perhaps he was remembering the times he would tell his infant brother the same story to send him to sleep\u2026 maybe he was just remembering the first woman he ever loved whose name was Inger.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

He sighed and got to his feet, made sure that the covers were in place and she was warm and then made his way back to his bed.\u00a0 He let the dressing gown slide down upon the floor and slipped his feet free. \u00a0 The bed was still warm, \u00a0he closed his eyes and drifted into sleep listening for the lark song.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Chapter 29<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The rain came tumbling down \u00a0so heavily that it were like a blanket covering the windows and obscuring any view of what was happening beyond them.\u00a0 Lamps were lighted shortly after noon in order to chase away shadows only to form deeper ones in corners that seemed to creep towards them. \u00a0 Patrick McGarthy\u2019s cigar glowed like a small glow worm as he chewed, puffed and sucked on it, billowing out smoke above and around the desk and creating further gloom as a result.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

In the corner by the doorway Billy Buckley stood, occasionally leaning against the wall in order to ease the strain on his legs from standing constantly. \u00a0 His eyes stared into the gloom \u00a0unseeingly, glazed, while his mind journeyed too and forth over the roadway of his memories.\u00a0 They always ended at the same point and upon that conclusion he would dwell and allow his mind to wander, considering possibilities and hopes, weaving dreams and forming hopes.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The knock on the door caused both men to jump, ,startled by the sudden noise and the fact that someone was stupid enough to venture out in such bad weather conditions. \u00a0 Before Buckley could make a move however the person on the other side pushed the door open and stepped into the stuffy interior of the office, obviously deciding that travelling in the rain was one thing, but standing outside waiting for entry was quite another thing altogether.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

McGarthy scowled, then stubbed out the cigar and nodded over to the newcomer who strode forwards with a confident air about him.\u00a0 Buckley watched as the man removed his hat, then his coat and tossed both articles onto a chair, raindrops from both sprayed out and splashed upon his own clothing, his boots and with of look of disdain upon his face Billy stepped back into the shadows as though to remove himself as far as possible from the new arrival.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cSit down\u201d McGarthy growled indicating the chair closer to the desk, and upon this the individual lowered himself and spread out his legs as though to make sure he was really comfortable. \u00a0\u201cUnusual to see you here. \u00a0 What\u2019s happened?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The other man raised one shoulder in a partial shrug, \u00a0\u201cNone of my \u00a0doing, the Mayor sent me.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cOh, and what has happened to occasion his interest in my affairs.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThis.\u201d \u00a0came the reply and with a slow movement he withdrew from his pocket an envelope which he tossed onto McGarthy\u2019s desk. \u201cThe Mayor isn\u2019t too happy about it. \u00a0 He wants you to deal with the matter.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

With his eyes still on the man sprawled on the chair opposite McGarthy opened the envelope and removed the letter. It was short and to the point, \u00a0stating the fact that an engineer appointed by the law who in turn was upheld by the Mayoral office, had been refused entry into an examination of the Bucksburn Mine.\u00a0 Such a refusal and thus a prevention of the engineer to go about his duties could be considered an illegal action on the part of the owner Mr Patrick McGarthy.\u00a0 It could be overlooked were the engineer, upon another visit, be permitted to carry out his appointed task.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Billy had no idea what the letter contained but he could see the effect it had on McGarthy and surmised that the letter didn\u2019t contain good news. It was scrunched into a ball within McGarthy\u2019s fist, the fat fingers balling together while his lips tightened across his teeth. \u00a0 \u201cCartwright.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHmm, \u00a0gets under your skin some, doesn\u2019t it?\u201d the other man said and took from another pocket a slim cheroot which he forced between his teeth , struck a match and inhaled deeply before emitting a stream of blue grey smoke. \u00a0 \u201cWell, the Mayor wants you to do something about it.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cSuch as?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Billy looked at the newcomer, \u00a0sitting there in his smart city suit, hair smarmed neatly over his head with the cheroot between his teeth. \u00a0 No doubt about it the man\u2019s whole demeanour shouted money, \u00a0and position, \u00a0but it indicated something else too, \u00a0that he was a man not to be trifled with and would remove any object in his way without compunction as to how it was to be done. \u00a0 \u00a0McGarthy observed him thoughtfully and then \u00a0smoothed out the letter to re-read it through carefully just in case he had missed out any vital words. \u00a0 \u201cMr Jones, just what does the Mayor suggest I do?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Mr Jones raised his eyebrows and shrugged \u201cIt\u2019s up to you what you do, Mr McGarthy. The Mayor doesn\u2019t want any trouble like there was last time, with your brother.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cMy brother?\u201d McGarthy\u2019s eyes narrowed as he stared at the other man \u201cWhat has my brother got to do with this?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cIts common knowledge that there\u2019s bad blood between you and the Cartwrights because of what happened some years back. \u00a0 Liam McGarthy thought he was onto a good thing finding the weak link in Cartwrights chain, \u00a0and almost \u00a0– \u00a0 almost \u00a0— managing to \u00a0grab some of the Ponderosa for himself. \u00a0 He was pretty clever getting old man Cartwright declared bankrupt too except that someone came along and bailed him out.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cSomeone came along and cleared the debts.\u00a0 Cartwright \u2026\u201d \u00a0Patrick frowned and chewed on his thumb as his mind trickled back to that time.<\/p>\n

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From his shadowy corner Billy listened carefully, he had not heard anything about what Jones\u2019 referred to as common knowledge, he only knew that McGarthy hated the Cartwrights over something that had involved his brother Liam.\u00a0 He pressed himself into the darkest shadow of all and watched as McGarthy took a cigar from \u00a0the box that he had close to his elbow on the desk.\u00a0 Silence for some moments apart from the rasp of a match being struck and the hiss of a flame being ignited.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cBen Cartwright was on his knees \u2026 Liam had him tied up so tight there was no chance of his getting out from under. \u00a0 It really seemed as though the Ponderosa would fall into our hands like a ripe plum, ours for \u00a0the taking.\u201d \u00a0he \u00a0stared over Jones\u2019 shoulder as though his brother Liam was standing right there behind the man, \u00a0listening and nodding to all that was \u00a0being said. \u201cIf it wasn\u2019t for that purchaser \u2026 \u00a0a complete stranger \u2026. Everything had been worked out to the last degree but along came this lawyer with all the money needed to clear the debts, purchase the Ponderosa \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cAnd?\u201d Jones leaned forward as though genuinely interested, \u201cWhat happened? \u201c<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThat\u2019s what sticks in my craw more than anything \u00a0\u2026 this stranger gets all the money together and buys the Ponderosa and then \u2026 then \u2026 he sells it back to Ben Cartwright for the amount that he has in his pocket at the time.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Jones leaned back, his thin lips parted in a smile slow and \u00a0mirthless \u201cA man pays out an exorbitant sum of money for a property that he sells back to the original owner for peanuts?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cSo Liam tells me.\u00a0 That ruined everything, the consortium broke up, no one wanted to know and \u2026.\u201d he stopped, \u00a0after all that wasn\u2019t the whole story, there was the little matter of fraud, embezzlement and murder along the way that should have been mentioned. \u00a0 McGarthy frowned \u201cNo one was told who the purchaser was, \u00a0the lawyer was a chap in San Francisco but he refused to divulge any information. \u00a0 I\u2019ve always wondered who it was \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cInteresting.\u201d \u00a0Jones murmured in a voice rather indicative of a man intrigued but at the same time slightly bored, \u201cCould it have been his sons?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo, \u00a0they didn\u2019t have the wherewithal at the time. \u00a0 We checked into that at the time.\u00a0 Everything went wrong \u00a0from then on , \u00a0it\u2019s been a struggle to get the mine up and going again, but thankfully I have contacts, some of Liams old friends, some who owe us a debt. \u00a0 Why Cartwright had to be asked along as the Engineer \u2026 \u201c<\/p>\n

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\u201cWell, you know that the sheriff is an ex-employee of the Ponderosa, don\u2019t you?\u00a0 They\u2019ll always be working hand in glove with the law.\u00a0 If you\u2019re not careful, McGarthy, you may well find yourself in a similar situation to your brother.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cIs that a threat?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo, just a warning to \u00a0be careful. The Mayor doesn\u2019t want trouble like before.\u00a0 He\u2019s an old friend of Ben Cartwrights and has a lot of respect for his sons. \u201c \u00a0he rose up from his chair and then looked around the office, \u00a0\u201cBe careful, \u00a0McGarthy.\u201d<\/p>\n

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He didn\u2019t see the flush of anger that rouged McGarthy\u2019s face as he leaned over to pick up his hat and coat.\u00a0 He shook of the excess rain drops and pulled on the coat and for a moment Billy wasn\u2019t sure whether or not he was supposed to go over and help him like one of those valets the rich and wealthy seemed to have hovering around .\u00a0 As Jones placed his hat on his perfectly styled head of hair he turned again to Patrick, \u00a0\u201cPerhaps you should try and find out who actually did purchase the Ponderosa it could be that he\u2019s needing some money now and would be grateful to call in some favours.\u201d<\/p>\n

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McGarthy said nothing to that but nodded only and stood \u00a0up to watch the other man leave the building \u00a0 The door closed behind him with a slight thud.\u00a0 The rumble of thunder in the distance was clear indication that the storm had not subsided.<\/p>\n

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For a little while nothing happened in the office. \u00a0 McGarthy just stood there as though too deep in thought about something to consider moving and Billy didn\u2019t move in case McGarthy had forgotten he was there and wouldn\u2019t be too happy in finding that he was and that he would have heard everything . \u00a0 \u00a0\u201cBuckley?\u201d<\/p>\n

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The summons brought Billy from the shadows, he stepped forward sharply, quickly, as though eager to listen to whatever it was that McGarthy needed him for , he approached the desk and glanced at the chair the other man had just vacated.\u00a0 It struck him suddenly that he had never been offered to sit down, never been allowed the privilege.\u00a0 He sighed and waited while McGarthy pushed some papers about as thought to restore order to an already perfectly orderly assortment of letters and files.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThat woman\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWhich woman Mr McGarthy?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThe woman in town, the woman who you were supposed to make sure left Virginia City \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWhat about her?\u201d Billy frowned, his mind travelling back to the day he had terrified the life out of that poor little widow who rented out rooms to a Mrs Tennant.<\/p>\n

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\u201cWhere is she now?\u00a0 What\u2019s she doing?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cShe\u2019s still in town\u2026 she\u2019s still working for Roy Coffee.\u201d Billy said quietly wondering as he spoke whether or not this would mean instant dismissal from the job or a \u00a0bullet between the eyes.<\/p>\n

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\u201cStill in town?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThere\u2019s only one store in town that will serve her now, and that belongs to a woman called Ridley. \u00a0 She\u2019s a tough one, \u00a0finds it a challenge to do anything opposite to what everyone else is doing.\u00a0 Once she realised that the other store keepers were boycotting Mrs Tennant she welcomed her with open arms. \u201c<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThat\u2019s Amanda Ridley, isn\u2019t it?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYes.\u201d \u00a0 Billy nodded and wondered what pressure McGarthy was likely to want them to bear on her, he wanted to point out that Amanda Ridley was a friend of the Cartwrights, \u00a0someone else to be taken into consideration perhaps.<\/p>\n

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\u201cI know her, \u00a0yes, she\u2019s a stubborn obstinate woman alright.\u201d McGarthy smiled and puffed on his cigar \u201cWhere\u2019s Mrs Tennant lodging?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWith an old widow woman, Mrs Hawkins.\u201d \u00a0Billy swallowed a lump in his throat, he had fond memories of Widow Hawkins, he wondered and hoped that no harm would befall her now.<\/p>\n

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\u201cWell, \u00a0you just make sure that Mrs Tennant is out of Virginia City by the end of the month.\u00a0 Do anything you like \u2026 burn that old widow woman\u2019s place down, \u00a0run them both out of town tied to the back of horses \u2026 just get rid of her.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cBut Mrs Tennant .. She\u2019s just ..\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

McGarthy frowned \u201cYou going soft on \u00a0me? Is that it?\u201d \u00a0 he leaned back \u201cdon\u2019t think I havent noticed \u00a0you mooning over that girl friend of yours, Buckley.\u00a0 Who is she, huh?\u00a0 Nothing, just a saloon girl with no brains in her head. \u00a0 You\u2019re losing your edge Billy boy. \u00a0 You stop day dreaming about her and get yourself back in shape \u2026 I want Mrs Tennant out of town. \u201c he narrowed his eyes and stared coldly into the other mans face \u201cYou heard me right, didn\u2019t you, Billy boy?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYes sir.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAnother thing \u2026 Samuel Mayhew\u2026 he\u2019s getting too mouthy.\u00a0 You best find a way to get him to shut his mouth!\u201d<\/p>\n

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Chapter 30<\/p>\n

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Perhaps he was going soft.<\/p>\n

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As Billy Buckley closed the door of the office behind him and stood in the rain staring out at the men who were returning home from their shifts in the mine, he thought how easy it was for a man to sit behind a desk and bawl out orders without a thought as to how they were carried out. \u00a0 He jerked down his hat to \u00a0cover his eyes a little more and to shield himself from \u00a0the cold rain that blew against his face.\u00a0 Samuel Mayhew, half blind, broken bones, \u00a0had been a loyal hard worker, now someone to cast aside onto the scrap heap.\u00a0 It was unfair to Billy\u2019s way of thinking especially in view of the circumstances relating to the old man\u2019s anger.<\/p>\n

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His foot sloshed into a puddle, and he grimaced and pulled his coat closer to his body as he made his way in a zig zag fashion to avoid the worst of t hem. \u00a0 Mrs Mayhew shouldn\u2019t have died, not really. \u00a0 He bowed his head and shivered as rain found its way down the inside of his clothes and trickled down his back.\u00a0 She was just another person who knew too much or was – well – expendable so far as McGarthy was concerned.<\/p>\n

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He looked around cautiously as he neared Mayhew\u2019s cabin. \u00a0 It wouldn\u2019t do for too many, if any at all, to see him go into the old man now.\u00a0 His fingers gripped the handle of the door and he pushed his shoulder against it so that it opened sharply inwards.<\/p>\n

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Sam Mayhew was sitting at a table with a book in his hands, not that he could read very well.\u00a0 The \u00a0bandage covering that part of his face that had been damaged in the explosion was getting dirty, everything around Sam was looking the worst for wear now that Mrs Mayhew wasn\u2019t there to tend for him.\u00a0 He gave a brief glance to the door and nodded \u201cWas expecting a visit from you sooner or later, \u00a0Buckley.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Billy felt something catch at his throat and he had to cough to clear it \u201cWhy\u2019s that?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Sam closed the book, and pushed it slightly to one side, \u201cWell, a dog does what his master tells him, don\u2019t he?\u201d \u00a0he shrugged and sighed \u201cWhat\u2019s your master wanting from me? \u00a0 To get back to work?\u00a0 To quit this cabin? \u00a0 Has he got any idea as to where I can go when I leave?\u00a0 What I can do now?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cGuess not, Sam.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo, \u00a0don\u2019t reckon you would know that part of it, would \u00a0you?\u201d \u00a0 he leaned forward as though he needed to get closer to the man standing by the door \u201cWell, \u00a0what do \u00a0you want, spit it out, get it over with.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Billy wasn\u2019t sure what to say, he knew what he was meant to do, and he knew that a few days ago he wouldn\u2019t have hesitated in doing it, but at this point of time he felt the wrongness of it all. \u00a0 It put him out of kilter with who he had been for so long now that he could only close the door behind him and walk to the table, he pulled out the other chair and sat down \u201cLook, Sam, you got to keep quiet about your opinions.\u00a0 You don\u2019t know what happened to Tilda anymore than I do \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cOh is that so?\u201d Sam narrowed his one not so good eye and stared at the earnest face of the other man \u201cThere\u2019s rumour going the rounds that you know more about my Tilda\u2019s death than anyone else hereabouts.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Billy shook his head \u201cSee, that\u2019s what I mean\u2026 you keep on making these accusations ain\u2019t going to do you any good.\u00a0 Everyone knows where I was the time your wife got killed or died \u2026 \u00a0 Look, Sam, I found her, I was the one found her.\u00a0 How do you think I felt finding her like that?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Sam shook his head and turned to look down at the bible by his elbow \u201cYou\u2019re a puzzle, Buckley. \u00a0 Never thought you would be the kind of man come in here wearing his heart on his sleeve. \u00a0 You expecting me to believe that?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cMr McGarthy only wants you to stop shouting the odds, stop causing trouble.\u00a0 You know the mines are perfectly safe \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cHuh, you been down them recently?\u00a0 Safe?\u00a0 How\u2019d you think this happened to me?\u201d he jabbed a finger in the direction of his face and shook his head with a fervour of exasperation \u201cWhat about O\u2019Connell and the other men who have been injured since the Bucksburn was up and running again.\u00a0 This is a shoddy outfit, mister, and it\u2019s dangerous. \u00a0 I\u2019m going to go and tell that sheriff and that engineer he \u00a0brung here just how rotten this place is.\u00a0 It stinks.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Billy bowed his head and stared at the floor. \u00a0 That morning while he was in the office thinking about – well, about the woman he had seen in town that day – and other things, too.\u00a0 He had a memory of young Sally Cass, it had been so strong as to make him feel that if he had raised his head she would have been standing there right in front of him.\u00a0 Pleading she was .. It was there in her eyes, in her young face just like all that time way back when he took his gun to face Ed. \u00a0 He had ignored her then, \u00a0had just given in to the heat of his feelings and set his feet on the road that had led him to here, to this moment in time.<\/p>\n

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He put out a hand and placed it carefully upon Sam\u2019s arm, he could its warmth and feel it trembling beneath his touch, \u201cSam, what\u2019s the point of it? \u00a0 Sooner or later they\u2019ll find out for themselves anyhow.\u00a0 Why stick your neck out and run the risk of getting yourself into trouble?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYou realise what you\u2019re saying, aren\u2019t you?\u201d \u00a0Sam muttered, leaning in closer, \u201cYou jest admitted to me that this place is as bad as I say it is.\u00a0 If that\u2019s how you feel why are you just sitting there doing nothing but \u00a0running around doing McGarthy\u2019s bidding for him all the time?\u00a0 Why ain\u2019t you doing something a man should be doing, something decent.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Billy winced, a nerve at the corner of his mouth twitched \u201cI\u2019m doing what the man who pays my wages tells me to do, Sam.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cDidn\u2019t sound like it just then \u2026\u201d \u00a0Sam turned aside and pulled his arm away from Billy\u2019s hand, \u201cYou\u2019re a hypocrite \u00a0a mealy mouthed weak livered hypocrite. \u00a0 How many more good men will die or get injured or get thrown out of their homes while you take McGarthy\u2019s money and do his bidding?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Billy stood \u00a0up, he was tall, thin as ever he had been, \u00a0the lines of his face were those of a man unhappy with himself, bitter inside.\u00a0 He put his hand to the handle of his gun, \u201cSam, \u00a0you\u2019ve got an hour to clear out of here.\u00a0 Get as far away as possible , do you understand me?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cAnd if I choose not to go?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cThen \u00a0Tovey and the boys will help you on your way. \u00a0 Whatever happens, Sam, I\u2019d advise you to keep your mouth shut \u2026 for the time being anyway.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cHow\u2019d you mean?\u201d \u00a0Sam looked puzzled, \u00a0he leaned his head to one side and peered at the other man as though puzzled, which he was. \u201cWhat you saying there?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWell, \u00a0you bin reading \u00a0your bible ain\u2019t ya?\u00a0 Says in there that there\u2019s a time to be silent and there\u2019s a time to speak \u2026ain\u2019t that right?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

He stared at the older man and then turned away, opened the door and stepped outside. The rain had stopped, \u00a0there \u00a0was a rather ragged rainbow to the south of the camp.\u00a0 He looked at it and sighed, shook his head and left the cabin.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Looking around he could see Tovey and the other men, McGarthys so called police, standing together with their rifles resting in the crook of their arms.\u00a0 They stared at him and for a moment Billy got t he feeling that they knew he had changed, that he had \u2018gone soft\u2019 and if they knew that then he wondered what else they knew.\u00a0 He walked towards them \u201cAin\u2019t \u00a0you boys got anything better to be doing>\u201c<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Tovey grinned, spat into the dirt \u201cWe were waiting for you to come out of that thar cabin, \u00a0Billy boy.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWell, I\u2019m out of there now, so what of it?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Tovey shrugged, he glanced at Buckleys gun hand resting on the handle of his gun, looked at the other men and with a jerk of the head indicated that they walked on, there were other things to do after all.<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Lucy Brandon looked around her class and counted the bowed heads labouring over their slates or their books at the work she had given them.\u00a0 Reuben Cartwright had always been one of her favourites and she now watched as he copied down the words she had written on the board. \u00a0 Perhaps he realised she was looking at him for he glanced up, caught her eyes and smiled surprising a smile from her as a result.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She turned her attention now to his little sister who was \u00a0in deep concentration over the numbers on her slate that she had to add together to form a total.\u00a0 It was obvious that she was struggling or day dreaming.\u00a0 Lucy hadn\u2019t taken long to find out that Miss Sofia Cartwright was a day dreamer, \u00a0and she wondered what it was that was filling her head this morning.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAre you alright, Sofia?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The girl looked at her \u201cDid you know that God has a sympathy every night?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo, I didn\u2019t.\u00a0 I always thought God was very sympathetic all the time towards us, Sofia.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The child looked at her teacher with solemn all knowing eyes, the wisdom of all her years and beyond shining from her freckled face \u201cHe makes music you know with the \u00a0trees and the animals and the birds.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Miss Brandon nodded, smiled and then looked at the slate which was covered with pictures of birds and rabbits, \u201cSofia, you are supposed to be doing math \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cThere\u2019s two rabbits and four birds and that make six doesn\u2019t it?\u201d she smiled and for a moment Miss Brandon wasn\u2019t sure what to say after all the sum she had given them to work out was 2 + 4 = \u00a0?<\/p>\n

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\u201cJust concentrate on the lesson, Sofia.\u201d she said gently and walked on as she tried to puzzle out what exactly was going on in that little girl\u2019s head.<\/p>\n

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\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n

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Dorothy Tennant poured out the coffee into the cup that she knew was Roy\u2019s favourite and then placed it carefully on a tray. \u00a0 In many ways it had been a blessing to have found Widow Hawkins such a friend, a blessing as well as a surprise because in the past, in the days when Dorothy had been rather free with her friendships and morals, \u00a0Clementine Hawkins had been a real thorn in her flesh. \u00a0 Now though she had proven to be a good loyal friend \u00a0and for that Dorothy was truly grateful.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Roy looked up from the letter he was reading and removed his spectacles \u201cYou look a lot \u00a0happier today, Mrs Tennant.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThank you, Mr Coffee, I feel a lot better than I have done recently.\u201d she placed the tray down upon the table and pushed it closer to him, \u00a0\u201cMrs Hawkins has been a good friend.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cShe\u2019s a surprising woman,\u201d Roy admitted, \u201cActs like a batty half wit but is really as shrewd as they come.\u00a0 She has an good eye for gems.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Dorothy smiled and nodded and wondered briefly what Roy meant by that, then decided that it must have been a compliment, something Roy \u00a0wasn\u2019t prone to give but when it happened made it all the more worth while.. \u201cThe cake\u2019s your favourite.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI noticed,\u201d he muttered and put down the letter \u201cIt\u2019s from my sister.\u00a0 She wants to tell me that she\u2019s getting married.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cOh, well, that\u2019s good, isn\u2019t it?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cFor her, not so sure about the fellow she\u2019s marrying though.\u00a0 He\u2019s a widower, has four children all living in Genoa, and he\u2019s the towns apothecary.\u201d \u00a0 he slipped the letter back into the envelope and turned his attention to his coffee and cake, \u201cYou are happy enough with the situation here, aren\u2019t you, \u00a0Mrs Tennant.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cOf course.\u201d Dorothy smiled, \u201cIf I wasn\u2019t \u00a0\u2026\u201d she paused at the sound of hammering on the door and as they stared at one another wondering who on earth could be in such a panic as to be making such a clamour the door was flung open and Clemmie Hawkins stood in the middle of the room<\/p>\n

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\u201cCome quick, \u00a0quickly \u2026 someone\u2019s set fire to my blooming house \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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Chapter 31<\/p>\n

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The Silver Dollar saloon was the closest public building to where Clementine\u2019s house was located in town and it was there that those who had been working on putting out the fire and preventing its spread anywhere else had taken refuge.\u00a0 Some to get their burns and any injuries checked over and others to have something to drink that would get rid of the dryness in their throats and the ache in their lungs.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Paul Martin carefully wound a bandage around Joseph Cartwright\u2019s right hand and sighed \u201cTrust you to get involved in this, Joe.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHoss and I were just passing by, Doc, wasn\u2019t of our choosing\u2026\u201d Joe winced as Paul fastened the bandage and then looked at the young mans face, peered into his eyes and did a quick examination to ensure that his patient wasn\u2019t suffering from any further damage.\u00a0 Smoke inhalation could be as lethal as anything else so he took his time in making sure Joe was alright apart from the burn on his hand.<\/p>\n

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Hoss stood close by waiting for Paul to finish with his brother, both of them were soot grimed and sweat streaked, their clothes a mess, and part of Hoss\u2019 coat torn.\u00a0 Paul looked at him \u201cBest sit down, Hoss, I\u2019m too tired to stand on tip toes to check whether or not you\u2019re alright.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Hoss \u00a0promptly dropped himself into the chair that Joe \u00a0had vacated \u201cHey, Joe, go get me a beer would you?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Joe turned to do just that when he was prevented from moving further by Candy, who had Clementine Hawkins standing right beside him. \u00a0\u201cBefore you go, Joe.\u00a0 I just have a few questions to ask you and Hoss.\u201d \u00a0Candy said wearily and produced a note book and pencil from his pocket \u201cAnd Mrs Hawkins has something to say to you both.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Clementine stepped forward and blinked up at them both, \u00a0without her false eyelashes and thick cosmetics on her face she looked a different person to the indomitable Widow Hawkins they had known for so long.\u00a0 Now she looked frail and old, \u00a0her eyes red rimmed either from the smoke or from crying, the usual vivid scarlet slash of lipstick that painted her lips was missing so that when she spoke it seemed as though \u00a0there were no lips there at all\u2026 \u00a0in some way \u00a0her vulnerability at that moment made her appear a far more likeable person .<\/p>\n

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She blinked up at Joe \u201cI understand from the other chaps over there that you and your brother were the ones first noticed the smoke, Joe?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThat\u2019s right, Mrs Hawkins.\u00a0 We were on our way to visit a friend when we noticed the smoke.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThought you\u2019d burned your dinner again, Ma\u2019am\u201d Hoss joked but was given a glare from his brother and told to sit still by Paul so pulled a whimsical face before turning back to the doctor for further attention<\/p>\n

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\u201cThank you for doing that, Joe, Hoss.\u00a0 Is it right what they said, that Hoss went inside ?\u201d \u00a0she glanced over at the big man and then at Joe who nodded,<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYes, ma\u2019am.\u00a0 Your door was locked so he had to put his shoulder to it \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Candy shook his head \u201cStupid thing to do, \u00a0there could have been a back draft \u2026you could\u2019ve been killed.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Hoss turned his head away from Paul\u2019s ministrations again \u201cwe didn\u2019t know where Mrs Hawkins was, could\u2019ve been on the floor needing help for all we knew \u2026couldn\u2019t leave her to burn, could we?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Candy nodded \u201cI\u2019m just saying, that\u2019s all.\u201d \u00a0he looked at Clemmie \u201cGood thing you weren\u2019t in, Ma\u2019am.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI\u2019m ever so grateful to you both.\u00a0 The place is a proper mess mind you, but it could have been far worse.\u00a0 Poor Harry\u2019s things \u2026 all those posters \u2026 and his pink pantaloons have gorn.\u00a0 Aint much of them left \u2018cept his weights.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWould take more than a fire to destroy them, Ma\u2019am\u201d Joe smiled gently and put a hand on her arm, \u201cIs t he Burma Rarity safe?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cOh yes, duckie, no need to worry about that..it\u2019s along with my other rocks in the safe at the bank.\u201d she paused and looked at Candy \u201cDo you think that could be why they set my place on fire, to get their hands on my emerald?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNo,\u201d Candy said with a sigh in his voice \u201cNo, I doubt it, ma\u2019am.\u00a0 Maybe it was an accident, is it possible that you left something cooking or \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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A man stepped forward at this point and shook his head \u201cAin\u2019t no accident, that fire was deliberate.\u00a0 Seen enough of \u2018em in my time to know the difference. Apart from which we found the cause of it by the back door\u2026\u201d \u00a0 Clifford Porter looked at Candy and nodded, his blackened face and clothing evidence enough of how thorough he had been in checking over the fire damage \u201cA pile of rags and papers soaked in kerosene by the door.\u00a0 Someone \u00a0wanted to make a point and didn\u2018t seem to care too much who it hurt in the process.\u201c<\/p>\n

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\u201cWell, \u201cClemintine shrugged and then shook her head \u201cAin\u2019t no one going to scare me out of my house and home. \u00a0 When can I move back in there?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Clifford smiled \u201cNot for a few days, Missus.\u00a0 There\u2019s some fire damage that will need to be put right, and the smoke won\u2019t have improved the d\u00e9cor of your rooms I\u2019m afraid.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Clemmie nodded and then turned again to Hoss and Joe \u201cThank you again for what \u00a0you did, \u00a0if I had been in the house I might have been killed.\u00a0 And Dorothy too come to think of it\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWell, you\u2019re safe, and that\u2019s the main thing.\u201d Joe murmured and forced a smile as he watched her walk away, rather more slowly and far less sprightly than normal.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cDid either of you see anyone near the building?\u201d Candy asked quietly and the brothers looked at one another and shook their heads.<\/p>\n

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\u201cWe didn\u2019t see anyone lingering around or looking suspicious.\u201d Joe said, \u201cFact is it was quiet, hardly anyone around.\u00a0 Hoss noticed the smoke coming out of the window \u2026 \u00a0the heat of the flames had broken the glass already so I should say the fire had been going for a while before we got there. \u00a0 I doubt if anyone would have been hanging around for long once t hey had deposited those rags and set fire to them.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Hoss stood up and joined them, listened to what Joe was saying and nodded \u201cS\u2019right, \u00a0there was sure some heat coming from there I can tell you. \u00a0 The door at the front was locked, so I had to shove it open with my shoulder, the fire was mostly towards the back of the house.\u00a0 Once we could see Mrs Hawkins weren\u2019t there we quit and raised the alarm\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cTook less time than to tell about it to be honest, Candy. \u00a0 We couldn\u2019t have stayed more than a minute or so checking for a body, the smoke was too intense and the fire was gathering momentum all the time. \u00a0 Thankfully with all the fire prevention set up in town Clifford was soon able to get his men assembled and the whole thing was sorted pretty quickly.\u201d \u00a0he looked at his hand and shook his head \u201cGlad this wasn\u2019t my left hand, Pa would have had my hide had it been\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWhy\u2019s that?\u201d Hoss frowned and looked at his brother rather suspiciously<\/p>\n

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\u201cWell, \u00a0I couldn\u2019t handle a hammer so well with my right hand, could I?\u201d Joe grinned and Hoss shook his head and looked at Candy \u201cIs Mrs Hawkins going to be alright, Candy?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cSure, Roys offered accommodation for her and Mrs Tennant at his place.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cRoy?\u201d Joe and Hoss exclaimed and looked at one another, their eyes rounded and eyebrows raised.<\/p>\n

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\u201cIt\u2019s only for a few days,\u201d Candy muttered and with a sigh wandered off to ask some other public spirited person for any information they could add to his note book.<\/p>\n

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Outside, standing on the sidewalk, the two brothers observed the smoking building.<\/p>\n

\u201cWell, what do you think, Joe?\u201d Hoss asked quietly, \u201cClifford said it weren\u2019t no accident but why would anyone want to burn Mrs Hawkins\u2019 house down now?\u00a0 She\u2019s been here for years and no one ever did her no harm before, may have wanted to, but they never did.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cTo \u00a0be honest with you, Hoss, I\u2019m thinking it may have more to do with her guest, Mrs Tennant.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Hoss \u00a0said nothing to that, it still made no sense to him, no sense whatsoever.<\/p>\n

They weren\u2019t surprised to find Candy standing beside them minutes later although he gave them both a thoughtful look from his blue eyes \u201cHaven\u2019t you two got a home to go back to?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Joe \u00a0shrugged \u201cHaven\u2019t you?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cSure, but as sheriff I \u00a0have to hang around and ask questions while looking into a criminal act, havent I?\u201d he sighed and looked down at the note book \u201cI\u2019m asking the questions but can\u2019t seem to be getting any answers.\u201d \u00a0he scratched the back of his neck \u201cNone that make any sense that is\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cBet you wish you were chasing cows about now, don\u2019t\u2019cha?\u201d Hoss grinned and slapped his friend on the shoulder, \u201cSee you around, Candy.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Joe nodded and touched the brim of his hat in salute \u201cSee you some time, Candy.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Candy watched them as they strolled companionably together down to where they had left their horses.\u00a0 Memories of times shared with them on the Ponderosa drifted into his mind, \u00a0he thought of Hop Sings meals, the way Ben had made him so comfortable, \u00a0part of the family almost \u2026 he shook his head, \u00a0smiled and returned to the smoky noisy confines of the saloon to undertake further \u2018investigating\u2019.<\/p>\n

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\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n

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Dorothy Tennant found the twisted piece of paper in her basket later that evening and for a moment wondered where it had come from, then wrestled with her memory as to whether or not it had been something she had placed there herself before all the bedlam broke out about the fire. \u00a0 She took it with her mind still on all that happened and carefully smoothed it out, \u00a0then stared at the words written on the paper, just a few words written very neatly and concisely<\/p>\n

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If you don\u2019t want more of your friends to suffer then leave town \u2026 remember you don\u2019t really have that many friends anyway, do you?<\/p>\n

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She laughed at first, it was so ridiculous, so childish.\u00a0 Then she re-read it again, and realised it was no laughing matter. What if Clemmie had been in the house when it went up in flames?\u00a0 What if she had been trapped inside and no one had known?\u00a0 It would have been her fault had the old lady been killed, it was her fault that the fire had started in the first place.<\/p>\n

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She tore the letter into tiny scraps until her fingers were too shaky to tear them into even tinier pieces, \u00a0then she let them drop into the fire, like confetti drifting in the air, sucked into the heat of the flames, \u00a0burning one by one.<\/p>\n

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It was true, she had few real friends, few and rare and therefore precious.\u00a0 How could she possibly put their lives at risk after what had happened today?\u00a0 Although she may not have had many friends she wasn\u2019t aware of having many or any enemies \u2026except one.<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026..<\/p>\n

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Mr Weems had been the Manager of the National Bank of Virginia City for many years and prided himself at his efficiency and at having reached a major position in such a prestigious organisation. \u00a0 When a gentleman from the Mayors office asked to see him he was arrogant enough to think it was due to his many varied qualities and talents.\u00a0 It wasn\u2019t long before he was disillusioned about that fact but he put on a brave face and observed the man on the other side of the desk with calm dignity.<\/p>\n

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Mr Jones arranged himself upon the chair assigned him, \u00a0a large leather affair with a padded \u00a0back with afforded him with room to \u00a0sink back and stretch his legs before him.\u00a0 He observed Mr \u00a0Weems who gave him the benefit of a narrow eyed look from behind his spectacles \u201cNew to town are you, Mr Jones?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The other man inclined his head and smiled as though he considered the question amusing and the answer irrelevant.\u00a0 He glanced around the office and then stared at Weems long enough for the rather proud little man to feel uncomfortable.<\/p>\n

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\u201cMr Weems -\u201d \u00a0he pierced the poor man back into his chair with a look so cold that it seemed as though icicles were stabbing into \u00a0the bank managers eyes \u201cYou\u2019ve been Manager here for quite a few years I believe?\u201d he raised a hand to stem the words that were about to flow, again the question was rhetorical, he didn\u2019t want the answer \u201cIn that time you have handled the Ponderosa\u2019s dealings very efficiently and – before you start telling me that you have to uphold your clients confidentiality – I want you to tell me about a transaction that took place some years ago when Mr Liam McGarthy made an attempt to bankrupt Ben Cartwright. \u00a0 I believe you were working with a lawyer Caleb Shannon at the time.\u201d \u00a0 \u00a0he paused long enough for Weems to understand that this time he required an answer, so he nodded and muttered that was correct.<\/p>\n

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Jones nodded and looked thoughtfully out of the window \u201cMcGarthy wanted to mine on Ponderosa land I understand, and Cartwright wouldn\u2019t permit it.\u00a0 He corrupted the lawyer into loosing some important documents relating to the purchase of some land and as a result was poised to start open mine casting around Lake Tahoe and Papoose Peak\u2026that\u2019s correct isn\u2019t it?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYes, although there was the problem of the Paiute at the time, you see, their reservation bordered onto the land at Papoose Peak, it would have been very difficult for Mr McGarthy to have started mining there at any time.\u00a0 I should imagine there would have been a confrontation , a very unpleasant one at that, between the Paiute and the miners.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Jones nodded \u201cSo I understand.\u00a0 But this bankruptcy \u2026 Cartwright was unable to raise the money he needed to pay the bank off, \u00a0McGarthy had a consortium of Mine Owners with the money available to pay it off and thereby purchase all the Ponderosa\u2026 so what happened?\u00a0 I mean, it was your bank that was involved was it not?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cOh yes, indeed it was. \u00a0 At a certain time on a certain day the money had to be paid over to redeem the mortgage or loan \u2026 the thing is \u2026\u201d he paused, and frowned, \u201cI\u2019m sorry, I\u2019m talking far too freely about a matter that is none of your concern, sir.\u00a0 If I may just confirm exactly who you are?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAs announced, \u00a0Aubrey Jones from the Mayors office.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019ve not seen you there before\u2026\u201d Weems frowned \u201cYou have been employed there for how long?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cThe \u00a0Mayor employed me some years ago, \u00a0Mr Weems, I have acted on his behalf and for this town in various locations and for various reasons\u2026 it is just that at this moment of time the Mayor wished me to be here.\u00a0 I wish to know about this arrangement between the bank and Mr Cartwright.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cThere was no arrangement between this bank and Mr Cartwright.\u201d Weems asserted, \u00a0\u201cSo far as we were aware he was about to lose everything and McGarthy and his cohorts about to gain everything.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cBut Ben Cartwright did win?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Weems squirmed slightly in his chair, an equally comfortable leather affair which now squeaked a little as he moved uncomfortably upon it. \u201cI can\u2019t really tell you all the details, except what is commonly know to everyone\u2026 at the last minutes someone produced the money needed and redeemed the loan.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cSo someone other than Ben Cartwright owned the Ponderosa, for how long?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAbout twelve hours\u2026\u201d \u00a0Weems muttered. \u00a0 \u201cNo one knew a thing about it, \u00a0McGarthy still thought he and his partners were in with a chance but the lawyer acting on behalf of the purchaser and owner of the Ponderosa detected that they – that is, Mr McGarthy and Company, had acted illegally which gave his client the chance to step in and pay the money.\u00a0 That\u2019s it\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cSo Ben Cartwright doesn\u2019t own the Ponderosa?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cOh yes, he does, certainly he does. \u00a0 He repurchased it from the new owner and the Title Deeds were signed and sealed accordingly.\u00a0 There\u2019s no doubt about ownership, Mr Jones.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cCan I see the Title Deeds \u2026 ?\u00a0 Oh no, of course not\u2026 otherwise I\u2019d know who the owner had been\u2026 \u00a0 mmm, a nuisance. \u00a0 Tell me who was the lawyer acting on behalf of this mysterious person?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cOh I can tell you that,\u201d Weems said with relief, nothing like passing the buck to make a man feel at ease with his conscience \u201cIt was Julian Frobisher in San Francisco.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Jones nodded, or rather, he inclined his head and rose to his feet, \u201cThank you.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Weems \u00a0stood up and wondered whether or not to shake the other mans hand, \u00a0then thought he \u00a0would rather not bother so just watched as Jones picked up his hat and walked from the office.\u00a0 He frowned and stared at the ink pot for a second or two before ringing the bell for his secretary.\u00a0 He then resumed his seat and began to write quickly on some expensive paper with the Banks logo \u2026 \u00a0by the time his secretary had arrived the letter was being slipped into an envelope \u201cDo you know if any of the Cartwrights are in town?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNo, sir, I don\u2019t\u2026\u201d came the startled reply from the man who was so busy dealing with the work he was given that he had no time at all to be strolling over to the window every five minutes to see if certain people were within hailing distance in town.<\/p>\n

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\u201cGet this letter to the Ponderosa as soon as possible\u2026\u201d Weems handed the sealed envelope to the other man, \u201cAs soon as possible mind\u2026.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cBut I\u2019ve got to do the monthly audit yet, sir \u2026 I don\u2019t have time to ride out to the Ponderosa to deliver this letter.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Weems gave him what he hoped was a scorching look which was met with total bemusement \u201cThen give it to the boy to deliver .. It\u2019s important, and its confidential.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYes, sir.\u201d \u00a0the secretary left the office closing the door deferentially behind him and the letter held delicately between his fingers.\u00a0 He looked around and noticed \u2019the boy\u2019 \u00a0sitting at a desk near the window<\/p>\n

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\u201cPotts, have you seen any of the Cartwrights in town today?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHoss and Joe were in town earlier, when there was that fire \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWhat fire?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWidow Hawkins house was set on fire.\u00a0 But they rode out, I saw \u2018em leave town about an hour ago.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Potts frowned, his mind considered Mrs Hawkins and the fire, which meant she would be bustling in to enquire about help, \u00a0about \u00a0her insurances, \u00a0he sighed and looked at the other man with a dour expression on his face \u201cWell, look, \u00a0you need to take this letter and get it to Mr Cartwright, as soon as possible.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWhich Mr Cartwright?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWhichever one you meet \u00a0up with first\u2026. \u201c he looked down to see what Weems had written on the envelope, he read the name Ben Cartwright in thick black writing, but shrugged slightly, \u00a0which ever Cartwright it was handed to would be sure to give it to Ben, so no harm done. \u00a0 \u00a0He passed the letter over and then dismissed the man from his mind as he went to his own office to prepare papers for Mrs Hawkins inevitable visit to the bank.<\/p>\n

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Chapter 32<\/p>\n

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Contrary to the information given to Joe and Hoss, Widow Hawkins had no intention of moving in to \u00a0Roy Coffee\u2019s home, with or without Mrs Tennant whom she now considered to be her responsibility. \u00a0 Upon leaving the Silver Dollar she comported herself to the Whitney Hotel with Mrs Tennant trailing along behind her, and within a very short time was comfortably settling in to a very pleasant suite of rooms that overlooked the main street.\u00a0 When Dorothy commented about the cost the irascible widow merely sniffed the air and waved a regal hand to dismiss such matters, before saying she would sell the Burma Rarity to cover the cost of hotel accommodation rather than suffer the inconvenience of living with a bachelor of many years standing, \u00a0and particularly an ex-sheriff.<\/p>\n

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Roy was rather confused and perplexed at the number of visitors he began to receive enquiring about the health and welfare of Mrs Clementine Hawkins.\u00a0 The very thought that she would be taking up residence in his house made him think seriously about \u00a0visiting his sister in Genoa.<\/p>\n

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When Hoss and Joe \u00a0reached home Mary Ann\u2019s immediate reaction was to drop the plate upon which a rather splendid fruit cake had been reclining.\u00a0 Her hands flew immediately to her mouth and then she rushed to Joe\u2019s side and hugged onto him as though he were more than likely to topple over if she did not\u2026 the fact that he had managed to ride home without once falling out of the saddle was totally ignored.<\/p>\n

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\u201cWhat happened.. Oh Joe, what on earth has happened?\u201d \u00a0her voice was caught on a sob and \u00a0he put his good arm around her and held her close, kissed the top of her head and whispered soothingly that it was alright, everything was just fine.<\/p>\n

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\u201cHow can it be fine?\u201d Hester demanded as she observed her husband and brother in law with wide eyes and dismay written all over her face \u201cHoss?\u00a0 Joe?\u00a0 Is Adam alright?\u00a0 Is Pa?\u00a0 Where are they?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Joe and Hoss looked at one another and shrugged \u201cNot with us.\u201d Hoss said and then smiled gently at his wife as she came and held him close to her, \u201cNow don\u2019t you go fretting none, Hester, \u00a0we\u2019re just fine.\u00a0 Just bruised and battered \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cAnd a bit burned.\u201d Joe said hastily as he held up his bandaged hand \u201cIt was a fire at Widow Hawkins place.\u00a0 Didn\u2019t amount to much compared with what happened to the<\/p>\n

Ponderosa but still bad enough to have caused some damage. \u201c<\/p>\n

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\u201cWidow Hawkins?\u201d \u00a0Hester exclaimed and shook her head in amazement \u201cWhat happened?\u00a0 Did she leave something cooking on the stove?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cThat -\u201d Hoss nodded emphatically \u201cwas the first thing most of us thought at the time, but it weren\u2019t nothing like that.\u00a0 Someone set the fire deliberately.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cDeliberately?\u201d Mary Ann exclaimed \u201cBut who would want to do a thing like that?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Joe and Hoss shared another conspiratorial glance at one another but before they could say a word the door opened and Ben with Adam entered the room.\u00a0 Ben looked from one to the other of his sons and shook his head \u201cWhat fine mess have the two of you got yourselves into this time?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Hoss shrugged and grimaced, glancing at Adam who nodded sympathetically while Joe \u00a0stared at his injured hand as though wondering why \u00a0there was no pity coming his way from his dearly beloved parent.\u00a0 It was Hester who told \u00a0them of the house burning and then Hoss took over to describe their part in the adventure.\u00a0 Ben sat down at the table his face anxious while his dark eyes drifted from one face to the other, \u00a0\u201cWidow Hawkins\u2019 place \u2026\u201d he murmured, \u201cI see.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWhich is more than we could.\u201d Hoss grumbled, \u201cShe could have been dead on the ground for all anyone cared\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cHow bad is your \u00a0hand, Joe?\u201d Adam asked kindly, \u00a0\u201cYou\u2019ve not done too much damage to it have you?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cShucks no,\u201d Joe said with a sorrowful look on his face \u201cBadly blistered is all.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWhere will Mrs Hawkins and Mrs Tennant be staying now ?\u201d Ben asked and was as surprised as his sons had been when told they would be at Roys until Clementine could move back.<\/p>\n

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Hester giggled, suddenly overcome with relief at the safe return of her husband and Joe, and the thought of Clemmie in Roys house \u201cOh, my,\u201d she exclaimed rather apologetically but giggling still \u201cI can just imagine how Roy would feel about that \u2026 he\u2019ll be writing to ask Rachel to move back home.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n

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The cabin door was wide open when Billy returned to the camp and headed towards Samuel Mayhews place.\u00a0 He sat in the saddle for a moment and stared at the emptiness beyond the door that confirmed the absence of the old man and his belongings.\u00a0 He was sitting there staring when Tovey approached with his rifle hanging loose in one hand \u201cWell, he\u2019s gone.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Billy turned slowly to look down at the other man, regarding him from the advantage of height as he sat astride the horse \u201cWhere\u2019d he go?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWho knows?\u201d Tovey shrugged \u201cThe fact is that he\u2019s gone.\u00a0 He won\u2019t bother Mr McGarthy no more.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYou sure of that?\u201d Billy muttered. \u00a0\u201cAt least here we knew where he was and now he\u2019d gone who knows where and he could be spouting his mouth off and causing more harm than ever.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cCausing more harm?\u201d Tovey sneered, and shook his head \u201cHe won\u2019t be causing no harm, not where he\u2019s gone.\u201d<\/p>\n

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The man on the horse narrowed his eyes and surveyed Tovey coldly, \u00a0something in the back of Billy\u2019s head warned him to be careful with what he said, he had learned over the years to judge a man by his eyes rather than by what he said.\u00a0 He looked away now and stared again at the cabin then moved the horse onwards into a slow walk.\u00a0 Tovey chose to walk alongside him, \u00a0his rifle he had hoisted to his shoulder, and he walked like a soldier on parade as Billy rode towards McGarthys office.<\/p>\n

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\u201cYou smell like you been near a fire, Billy boy.\u201d Tovey suddenly said, and sniggered \u201cHope it was a good \u2019un.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cGood enough.\u201d Billy replied and dismounted, gathered up the reins and tied them over the rail, while the thought of \u00a0his smelling of fire made him feel nervous.\u00a0 He wanted to get rid of the clothes he was wearing before he did anything else but with Tovey standing as close as a shadow he had no choice but to continue on walking to the office.<\/p>\n

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He pushed the door open and stepped inside, \u00a0making sure to close it quickly before Tovey could step in behind him.\u00a0 He stood against the door for a short while, long enough for Tovey to cease from pushing against it and to realise that he wasn\u2019t part of this deal.<\/p>\n

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McGarthy looked up and observed Billy from the expanse that existed between them, he nodded \u201cJob done?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYes.\u00a0 Job done.\u201d \u00a0Billy said and realised that even in his own ears the words sounded hollow. \u00a0 Perhaps they did to McGarthy as well because he glanced up sharply while the cold eyes narrowed and appeared more hostile \u00a0than ever.<\/p>\n

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\u201cAny casualties?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNo.\u00a0 The women were out of the house at the time. \u00a0 I left the note for them as well.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cGood. Good.\u201d McGarthy nodded and leaned back in his chair \u201cMayhew\u2019s left.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cSo Tovey said, \u00a0but no idea where?\u201d \u00a0Billy stepped forward \u201cKinda \u00a0dangerous isn\u2019t it?\u00a0 Not knowing where he\u2019s gone?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI know where he\u2019s gone, Billy.\u201d the other man replied and dipped his hand into his cigar box, withdrew one and observed it for a while before lifting up his head and looking at Billy, he nodded again \u201cDon\u2019t worry, \u00a0I\u2019ve a good team working for us here.\u00a0 I know where Samuel Mayhews gone and I can assure you he\u2019s been well taken care of, \u00a0he won\u2019t be blabbing any more about things that don\u2019t concern him.\u201d<\/p>\n

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A cold shiver trickled down Billys spine, he nodded slowly hoping that just perhaps he had got the wrong understanding of what McGarthy was meaning, just possibly the old man had found a wagon and had managed to load his meagre possessions on board and driven safely away \u2026 \u00a0but where would he get the wagon from?\u00a0 Where would he get the horses?\u00a0 He licked his lips \u201cWell, so long as you\u2019re satisfied, Mr McGarthy.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Patrick McGarthy nodded and struck a match.\u00a0 For a moment Billy had to wait until the cigar had a good red glow to its tip before he was addressed again, \u201cThe only thing that\u2019s sticking in my craw now is this visit by an engineer that the sheriff keeps insisting on \u00a0– with the Mayor deciding to go along with things I ain\u2019t got no choice but to let it happen. \u00a0 You and the boys will have to get busy getting the mine looking \u00a0like an efficient and safe place in which a man can work \u2026 it shouldn\u2019t be too difficult, after all the Bucksburn isn\u2019t that unsafe.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNo, sir, if you say so\u2026\u201dBilly muttered slowly wondering as when exactly the other man had actually stepped down it to look for himself.<\/p>\n

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McGarthy gave Buckley a long \u00a0hard look as the other man turned to leave the building. \u00a0 Somehow or other he sensed that something wasn\u2019t sitting right with his gun slinger friend. . . He exhaled smoke as the door closed and \u00a0shook his head, not that Billy Buckley had ever been a friend of his but he had had his uses.<\/p>\n

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Tovey was waiting for Billy, leaning against the hitching rail where the horse was tethered.\u00a0 He looked over at the tall lean figure as he approached his horse and in silence watched his hands untie the reins and then walk the horse away from the building that housed McGarthys\u2019 office.\u00a0 He stepped in line with Billy, his steps synchonising along to the other mans stride, so that the two men appeared the best of friends as they made their way to the shacks that were the accommodations for them.<\/p>\n

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\u201cIs that right, Billy, you got yourself a nice little girl friend in town?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cAin\u2019t none of your business, Tovey\u201d \u00a0Billy said while a nerve pulsed at the side of his mouth and temple.<\/p>\n

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\u201cI was just asking, after all, you got to remember I was raised around here, I know just about every girl in town , \u00a0shucks, I even went to school with some of \u2018em.\u00a0 Fact is some of them ..\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI don\u2019t want to know.\u201d Billy snapped tersely, and he bit down hard on his bottom lip to make sure he didn\u2019t say too much in temper.\u00a0 He led the horse to where the corral was located and Tovey followed right along with him, \u201cYou got nothing \u00a0better to do than follow me around, Tovey?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNothing special just this moment\u2026\u201d Tovey grinned and swung the rifle down casually, too casually, the tip of one finger rubbed gently around the tip of the barrel.\u00a0 He looked up at Billy and smiled \u201cI hear she\u2019s given you a real good alibi too\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI don\u2019t know what you\u2019re talking about\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI bet she gave you an alibi for today as well.\u201d Tovey grinned, \u201cYou\u2019ll need one after all.\u00a0 I can almost guarantee that thar sheriff will be sniffing around here soon enough asking questions. \u00a0 You want us to give him the right answers don\u2019t you?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI personally couldn\u2019t care less what you say or what you do, Tovey.\u201d \u00a0Billy replied as he removed the saddle and carried it to the corral fence. \u00a0\u201cI got me an alibi as you call it.\u00a0 Just leave me be now I got things to do.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cOh yes, of course.\u00a0 Things to do \u2026right \u2026.\u201d he grinned and picked the rifle up, \u201cSure you do, Billy Boy.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Billy watched him turn, a slow arc made with an extravagantly cool manner, \u201cTovey?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYeah?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cOne of these days you and me \u2026we\u2019ll have to have a good long talk about your future with this outfit\u201d<\/p>\n

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Tovey grinned and nodded but he didn\u2019t say anything. \u00a0 He wasn\u2019t worried by Billy.\u00a0 He sauntered away and knew that Billy was watching him, would continue watching him until he had got out of sight. \u00a0 He liked that thought, \u00a0it confirmed in his mind that he had Billy rattled and that was just the way he liked it.<\/p>\n

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Chapter 33<\/p>\n

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Daniel DeQuille watched as the two Cartwrights dismounted outside the banks premises and without a glance either right or left marched straight into the building through the imposing doors.\u00a0 He drew heavily on his cigar and peered through the smoke as he watched various townspeople going about their business before he himself withdrew in order to proof read through the mornings Editorial.<\/p>\n

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The fire at Widow Hawkins had puzzled him, as it had many others in town.\u00a0 The whole matter of Mrs Tennants domicile with the little Cockney widow intrigued him for he could recall a time when he had often overseen other articles that had featured \u2018Mrs Tennant\u2019 in far more colourful situations. \u00a0 There had to be, he surmised as he carefully checked the printed page for errors, some connection with Mrs Tennant\u2019s previous life style to what was happening now.\u00a0 He wondered if any similar ideas were percolating in the new sheriff\u2019s brain or whether he was too blinkered by other concerns to look back so far.<\/p>\n

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Candy Canaday was not too happy at the way his morning was starting.\u00a0 He had barely removed his hat and outer coat before the door had opened and Roy Coffee had entered, looked about him as though not sure why he had bothered and then rallied sufficiently to pull out a chair and sit himself down.<\/p>\n

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Clem pulled out another mug and poured out more coffee into each then removed himself to some other work although he would have given his eye teeth to have stayed to hear what was going to be said between the two men. \u00a0 As he pulled the door shut behind him he heard Candy snap \u201cIt\u2019s early, Roy.\u00a0 What do you want \u2026apart from decent coffee?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Roy \u00a0removed his hat which he balanced carefully on his knee seeing how the desk was littered with papers, it occurred to him that it was looking more familiar now, \u00a0not so neat and tidy as when Candy had first taken up office.\u00a0 He cleared his throat \u201cWhat\u2019s this nonsense about Mrs Tennant and Mrs Hawkins staying at my place?\u00a0 I hear tell you told folk that they were living with me until they could move back ?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cSorry for the inconvenience, Roy\u201d Candy sighed and leaned back into his chair, surely everyone was entitled to one mistake in a life time, \u00a0what was so wrong with having that information circulating in town.\u00a0 He frowned and encircled his fingers around the mug, warm from the coffee, he looked up at Roy and smiled slowly \u201cAnyway, it could serve a good purpose.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYou think?\u201d Roy slurped coffee through his moustache and frowned.<\/p>\n

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\u201cYou know the fire was started deliberately?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cEveryone knows that, unless that\u2019s another rumour you got circulating for a good purpose.\u201d the blue eyes bored into Candys, and narrowed<\/p>\n

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\u201cNo, it was no rumour.\u00a0 I don\u2019t think there was any malice intended against Widow Hawkins for a moment, but I\u2019m not sure about Mrs Tennant.\u00a0 Someone seems mighty interested in her and her whereabouts. \u00a0 Which is why I thought it a good idea to let them think she was at your place, Roy.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYou did, did you?\u00a0 Well, let me tell you, I\u2019ve had just about everyone in town knocking on my door enquiring about them and their well being. \u201c \u00a0he leaned forward and this time his eyes twinkled slightly \u201cSome interesting folk showing some interest too.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cReally?\u00a0 Such as?\u201d \u00a0Candy paused, his mug half way to his mouth, \u00a0\u201cWho?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cThis morning, early, two young men I found nosying around and peering through the windows.\u00a0 Very edgy they were when I crept up on \u2018em, hands went straight to their guns before I even got to ask what they wanted so I asked them who they was looking fer and they pretended they was looking for \u00a0the old widow who got burned out of her house and home.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cAnd you told them?\u201d Candy frowned \u201cYou told them what?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI told \u2018em that she was out visiting an old friend.\u201d \u00a0he sighed and leaned back with a shake of his head \u201cFact is, they forget that I\u2019d been sheriff here for a long time and I can recall faces from way back and I can remember when them two were hauled up to my jail for stealing from Cass\u2019 store.\u00a0 They ran off pretty quick I can tell you, \u00a0muttered something about hoping she was alright now and that kind of nonsense as if they could care about her, I recall a time when they were throwing fireworks at her windows to skeer her to death.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Candy smiled and nodded \u201cWell, that\u2019s just the kind of thing I wanted to happen, Roy.\u00a0 Who were they?\u00a0 Can you remember their names?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cBetter than that I can tell you who they work fer\u2026 Patrick McGarthy at the Bucksburn Mining Co.\u00a0 Now, you tell me, what interest does Patrick McGarthy have in Widow Hawkins? \u00a0 Or, come to that matter, Mrs Tennant.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cAh well now, Mrs Tennant \u2026\u201d Candy nodded and smiled slowly, \u00a0\u201cAnd Mr McGarthy?\u00a0 Brother of Liam \u2026 who was very very cosy with Mrs – er – Tennant at one time I believe.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cAmong others.\u201d \u00a0Roy grunted with a scowl<\/p>\n

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\u201cYes,\u201c Candy nodded slowly and stared past Roy to look thoughtfully at the far wall instead \u201cMrs Tennant has an interesting history, hasn\u2019t she?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cShe does.\u201d Roy sighed and gulped down coffee, \u201cFor the life of me I can\u2019t figure out why she came back here to try and start afresh when the whole town can remember her so well.\u00a0 I can remember when she was given a gold nugget by old Comstock himself, he told her to go and do something useful with it so she did, set herself up in business\u2026\u201d he cleared his throat and decided not to venture further as to the kind of business that was, \u201cYou\u2019re right, she and Liam McGarthy were close at one time, when all that business was going on with \u00a0the Cartwrights. \u00a0 I think Patrick is trying to even up on old scores.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cJust give me the names of those two men, Roy, \u00a0it\u2019ll give me an excuse to pay McGarthy another visit.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Roy nodded and gave the names of Duncan Fellowes an Harvey Miller, names that meant nothing to Candy as he jotted them down. \u00a0 \u00a0Roy got to his feet \u201cI tried to get her to leave town a while back.\u00a0 Perhaps if you gave her a talking to, \u00a0Candy, in your official capacity, she may take more notice and go before something happens.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI get your drift, Roy.\u201d Candy murmured slowly, and frowned slightly, \u00a0\u201cSorry about misusing your address like that, but it seemed a good idea at the time.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Roy smiled and nodded \u201cI\u2019m sure it did\u2026 but let me warn you right there, Candy.\u00a0 That Duncan Fellowes is a mean shot.\u00a0 I\u2019ve never known him miss anything that he aims at \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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Candy nodded \u201cThanks for the warning, Roy.\u201d<\/p>\n

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They walked together to the door and there they parted company, \u00a0both men thinking about the conversation they had just shared together and wondering what exactly it was that Dorothy Tennant could know that would be of such interest to McGarthy.<\/p>\n

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Weems stood up and shook the hands of the two men before gesturing to some chairs. Ben accepted the opportunity to sit down but Adam preferred to remain standing, his arms folded across his chest and his dark eyes watchful<\/p>\n

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\u201cYou got my note then?\u201d \u00a0Weems said immediately, \u201cI\u2019m sorry, Ben, Adam.\u00a0 I wasn\u2019t too sure of my ground the fellow seems so sure of himself and is facts.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI\u2019ve never heard of anyone called Aubrey Jones, \u00a0Mr Weems.\u201d Ben said slowly, \u00a0\u201cAdam and I were wondering just how bona fide his association with the Mayors office really is.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cOh it\u2019s all above board alright, I checked that out almost immediately.\u201d Weems said quickly, \u201cHe has been employed by the Mayor ever since he\u2019s been in office.\u00a0 It\u2019s just that he does a lot of his work away from town.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam grimaced and gave a slight shrug as though that news didn\u2019t surprise him at all, he looked at his father who was staring fixedly at Weems gold ink stand remembering a time when it was first dug out of the soil, just another nugget of gold from one of the first mines of years back. \u00a0\u201cMr Weems, did this Jones fellow give you any reason as to why he was so interested in what happened that time back with McGarthy and Shannon?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNot really. \u00a0 That was why it was so difficult to ignore the questions, he just right out and asked as bold as you like, as though he knew so much but it was necessary to know the answers to what he wanted to know, which was about the identity of the purchaser of the Ponderosa.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWhy should it concern him after all this time?\u00a0 Or, come to that, the Mayor?\u201d Ben asked and frowned \u201cYou gave him Julian Frobishers address?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYes. \u00a0 Julian Frobisher is the only person to know who the purchaser was after all.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cBut you know Julian is dead?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Weems smiled slowly \u201cYes, \u00a0 I thought it would slow things down a little, enough time for \u00a0you to work out what to do \u00a0about it.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Ben shook his head, not in denial, but in irritation.\u00a0 He got to his feet and picked up his hat \u201cWell, \u00a0we\u2019ll wait and see what happens about this, after all, it\u2019s really no ones business but mine and my sons.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cExactly.\u201d Weems said with great emphasis and stood up himself as he saw the two men out of his office.<\/p>\n

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Ben didn\u2019t speak until he was outside the bank and then stood for a moment in silence as he stared out at nothing in particular. Beside him Adam waited, \u00a0in silence.<\/p>\n

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\u201cI\u2019m going to see the Mayor.\u201d Ben said abruptly and Adam nodded \u201cThought you might.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cComing with me?\u201d \u00a0Ben snapped and Adam shook his head, and said he\u2019d prefer to go for a drink in the Sazarac. \u201cAdam?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYes, \u00a0Pa?\u201d \u00a0Adam smiled, his face turned to his father in that quizzical way he had of looking that always made Ben wish he hadn\u2019t said a thing so, as usual, Ben nodded and just muttered that he would meet him in the saloon within the hour.<\/p>\n

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Adam watched his father mount Cinnamon and turn her head in the direction of the Mayors office.\u00a0 After a moment or so he looked around him and gave a slight shrug of his shoulders as though in confirmation of his own thoughts before he stepped into the road and headed for the saloon.<\/p>\n

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\u2026\u2026\u2026..<\/p>\n

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The wagon had gone from the roadside. \u00a0 In some way it gave Billy a feeling of relief, a kind of false hope, or reassurance that perhaps Sam Mayhew had repaired the old wagon and left the cabin with it loaded up with his tatty old goods. \u00a0 If he stopped to wonder how a man with broken limbs, a cracked head and only one eye that gave him blurred vision would be able to carry such things out he may have began to worry again so he didn\u2019t probe the thought too much but continued on his way to town.<\/p>\n

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He had seen Tovey and the other three men riding out of the Bucksburn community earlier that morning.\u00a0 He wondered why because mostly they liked to work in pairs, Tovey seemed to prefer the company of Hancock, a quiet man who made Tovey feel more important than he was by allowing him to talk so much. \u00a0 Billy didn\u2019t look back at the site of the accident. \u00a0 The wagon had gone, \u00a0along with the dead animals, and it was alright, everything was alright.<\/p>\n

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He had washed and shaven, and even removed his moustache. \u00a0 Years before he had wanted to hide his weak mouth, thought it reminded him too much of the callow youth he had been who had fallen in love with Sally Cass and killed a man as a result.\u00a0 He had stared long and hard into the mirror once it had been removed and tried to remember what that younger man had once been like before all the poison of his life had built up and soiled him.<\/p>\n

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He dismounted in town and looked around him as though it had been his first time there. \u00a0 It was odd but the feeling of wanting to go back to the time before he had killed Ed Payson was so strong that he wanted to hold onto it, he wanted to look at the town in the way he had done all those years back.<\/p>\n

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He walked over to the Mercantile and stared into the window at the reflection of the man looking back at him.\u00a0 Thin, gaunt, but he had always been like that, \u00a0and he remembered the times when he would stand at the window and Sally would come and peer through it at him, \u00a0look at him with those big eyes and smile.<\/p>\n

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Cass\u2019s store had passed into the hands of others since those days and now belonged to someone else yet again.\u00a0 Billy turned and was about to move on \u00a0when he realised his way was blocked by an old lady. \u00a0 He removed his hat, and Clementine Hawkins smiled and nodded \u201cI remember you.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Billy swallowed, his adams apple jerked, \u201cYes, M\u2019am.\u00a0 I remember you too.\u201d he forced a smile \u201cWidow Hawkins isn\u2019t it?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cThat\u2019s right.\u201d she nodded and blinked her eyes, thickly painted eyelids batted back and forth \u201cBilly Buckley isn\u2019t it?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYou\u2019ve a good memory, Mrs Hawkins.\u201d \u00a0he tried to force the smile to reach his eyes, \u00a0although the day was chilly he felt sweat prickle down his back.<\/p>\n

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\u201cI remember you were sweet on young Sally Cass. \u00a0 \u00a0I thought you were going to be a good match, a shame how that all turned out.\u201d<\/p>\n

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He nodded, something tight caught in his throat and he wished he were miles away form there. \u00a0 \u201cI was sorry\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYes, no doubt.\u00a0 That was the trouble you see, Will Cass was a bitter old man.\u00a0 Bitter.\u00a0 He poisoned everyone around him except Sally.\u00a0 She was such a sweet girl.\u00a0 You know, it was a pity you let Will talk you into doing that what you did.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWhat? \u00a0 What do you mean?\u201d his eyes hardened, \u00a0the old anger was beginning to coil around his stomach now and he could feel it mounting up.<\/p>\n

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\u201cGoing after that gunslinger like you did\u2026 \u00a0if you had only left it be, he wouldn\u2019t have made old bones.\u00a0 He was a sick man you know, that\u2019s why he came back here\u2026 like a lot of us, we like to get back to die \u2026 and then you went like you did and set your feet on a road that you may not have really wanted to travel.\u201d<\/p>\n

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His lips were numb, he couldn\u2019t smile, or speak.\u00a0 He stared at her and wondered if her mind was wandering, \u00a0but the way she was looking at him assured him that it was not. She placed a hand on his arm \u201cSally never held it against you, you know.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNo?\u00a0 I – I didn\u2019t know, I just went \u2026\u201d he was stammering like a school boy, forgetting who he was now, all that had happened.\u00a0 She was looking up at him from under those ridiculous \u00a0eyelashes and looking sorry for him.<\/p>\n

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\u201cSomeone once said, I think it was my dear \u2018Arry\u2026. Bitterness is like poison and if you get bitter about anyone it\u2019s like swallowing it yourself and waiting for the other person to die.\u00a0 Well, that was what Will Cass was like you know\u2026 \u00a0\u201c<\/p>\n

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She was about to turn away then but there were two women walking up behind her, and had Billy not noticed who one of them was he would have hurried away with his excuses.\u00a0 Mary Ann and Hester approached Clementine with wide smiles and concern in their eyes, greeted her with tender words of sympathy which the elderly widow accepted with sudden tears and sniffs.<\/p>\n

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Billy stepped back several paces and kept in the shadows, he watched as the younger woman of the three smiled and he noticed the way her eyes widened, darkened, and the planes of her cheeks were shaded by her bonnet and added an air of mystique to her.\u00a0 Such a pretty, pretty woman. \u00a0 Chestnut hair, a lock of which curled over the collar of her cape, \u00a0and small hands in their leather gloves.\u00a0 She looked more beautiful than he had even remembered.<\/p>\n

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He could hear the sound of their voices but not the words, \u00a0except for a name \u2018Mary Ann.\u2019 \u00a0 \u00a0Clementine Hawkins had called her \u2018Mary Ann\u2019.<\/p>\n

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She didn\u2019t notice him as he stayed close to the shadows, stepping out from them only after she had passed along with Hester.\u00a0 He stood there and watched as she walked away, a slight figure, \u00a0straight backed though and with her head held high.\u00a0 He watched her \u2026<\/p>\n

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From the doorway of the saloon Gwen \u00a0folded her arms across her chest and stared at the tall thin man from across the street. \u00a0 She noticed the way he had stood back to look at the two women, she noticed the intensity, the yearning on his face\u2026 \u00a0and her eyes filled first with tears, and then with something else, a hardness that made them glitter as she watched him turn reluctantly away and glance hastily towards the saloon.\u00a0 He didn\u2019t notice her, she made sure he didn\u2019t \u2026<\/p>\n

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Chapter 34<\/p>\n

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There were not many customers in the saloon, \u00a0some miners hunched over a game of cards, a cowboy lounging against the counter who gave Adam a quick look over \u00a0his shoulder before wandering off to watch the game being played by the miners.\u00a0 Adam nodded over to Solomon who was wiping the counter down with the look of a man who had long ago lost the joy of such a task.\u00a0 He brightened upon seeing Adam and left the cloth where it was to join Adam from his side of the counter \u201cWell, good to see you, Adam. What can I get you to drink?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cAny coffee?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYes, sure.\u201d Sol nodded and grinned almost apologetically \u201cIt\u2019s quiet just now.\u00a0 Too early for most.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cThat\u2019s how I like it. \u00a0 I\u2019ll take it over there, Sol..\u201d he indicated the table of his choice and strolled over, flinging his hat down and pulling out a chair.<\/p>\n

From where he was sitting he could see who entered and who would leave the saloon not that it appeared to matter much considering how few people there were present.\u00a0 One of the girls who worked there came from downstairs, bleary eyed and tousled of hair.\u00a0 She pulled her silk wrap closer around her and made her way to the counter \u201cSol? \u00a0 Have you any coffee made yet?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYou should be dressed and looking presentable this time of the morning,\u201d Sol grumbled, \u00a0glaring at her and looking even more apologetically over at Adam \u201cGo git upstairs and tidied up.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI just wanted some coffee.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cOnce you\u2019re dressed you can go over and get some breakfast at the caf\u00e9\u2026go on\u2026\u201d \u00a0he watched her saunter across the floor and back to the stairs, the clip clop of her high heeled shoes on each step echo\u2019d and the cowboy looked up and whistled with appreciation.<\/p>\n

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The coffee arrived at the table and was poured into a cup that Adam suspected was reserved for the \u2018best customers\u2019.\u00a0 He nodded his thanks and leaned back, tipping the front legs of the chair from the floor and tilting the chair at an angle.\u00a0 He stretched out his legs and drank some of the coffee without comment. \u00a0 Solomon \u00a0loitered a moment before returning to the counter and to his task of polishing glasses.\u00a0 The miners got into an argument about who had actually won the game and the cowboy returned to the counter, beckoned to Solomon and by the way he looked up to the stairs was whispering an enquiry about the young lady who had made her way down earlier.<\/p>\n

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The batwings swung open and Dan deQuille entered, \u00a0looked around and upon seeing Adam nodded as though not surprised at seeing him there.\u00a0 He called out an order for coffee and sat down at the table, placing his hat beside that of the other mans \u201cGood to see you again, Adam.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam inclined his head and nodded, but continued to drink his coffee.\u00a0 Dan deQuille looked around and shrugged \u201cQuiet in here for this time of day.\u201d<\/p>\n

As he spoke several more men trickled into the building and began to noisily push and shove against one another as they made their way to the counter, shouted out orders and then lurched their way to a \u00a0table in a far corner, \u00a0far enough away to be no problem to the two men who observed their entrance with barely enough interest between them to mention it.<\/p>\n

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\u201cI hear the old ranch house is nearly completed?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYes, \u00a0Pa will \u00a0be moving back in soon.\u201d Adam \u00a0smiled at the mention of his father and then cleared his throat \u201cHow\u2019s things with you, Dan? \u00a0 Anything newsworthy happening lately?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYou know there is..\u201d Dan replied and leaned forwards a little more, \u00a0but he paused in what he was about to say as Solomon arrived with the coffee pot and cup which he set down \u00a0for Dan\u2019s use.<\/p>\n

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\u201cEverything alright, Adam?\u00a0 Need anything else?\u201d Solomon asked and upon receiving a shake of the head he returned to the counter where the cowboy was waiting to talk a little more about the young lady from upstairs.<\/p>\n

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Dan poured out coffee then shrugged his shoulders slightly as though what he was about to say was neither that important or that secret so he\u2019d mention it anyway \u201cI hear \u00a0you\u2019ve been appointed to go and inspect the Bucksburn Mine?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cMmm, \u00a0so I believe, that is if no other engineer will do it.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cBeen some time since you did that kind of thing, isn\u2019t it?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam drew in his breath and turned his eyes to the ceiling which he observed for a moment before nodding \u201cYes, quite some time. \u201c<\/p>\n

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\u201cOdd how McGarthy couldn\u2019t find anyone else willing to do it.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWasn\u2019t McGarthy who wanted it done.\u201d<\/p>\n

Adam and Dan looked at one another, both nodded, \u00a0poured out more coffee and for a moment were silent.\u00a0 Dan cleared his throat ready now for the opening gambit to the next thread in the conversation \u201cThat was a strange thing, about the fire at Widow Hawkins place \u2026 since the big fire of \u201875 \u2026you weren\u2019t here then were you?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNo. I wasn\u2019t \u2026\u201dAdam \u00a0said quietly and turned his head slightly to observe the cowboy who was beginning to look \u00a0as though he had lost a dollar and found a dime<\/p>\n

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\u201cWell since then we have had such tight fire prevention procedures set up in town that if I use three matches to light a cigar I\u2018m likely to be hosed down.\u00a0 So anyone who sets fire to a house here must be mad if he thinks \u2026whatever it was he would be thinking.\u00a0 What do you reckon a man is thinking about when he wants to burn down a house?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cTell me?\u201d \u00a0Adam said with a slight shrug<\/p>\n

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\u201cWell, \u00a0the fire was deliberate.\u00a0 But not bad enough to destroy the whole building.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cBad enough to have killed who ever was inside at the time.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cBut there wasn\u2019t anyone inside.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cHow did they know? \u00a0 The person or persons who set fire to the house\u2026how did they know Clementine or Mrs Tennant wasn\u2019t inside?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cBecause\u2026\u201d \u00a0 Dan paused and leaned closer to Adam \u201cBecause they waited for the ladies to leave the house and then set fire to it.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam nodded and looked at Dan as though he had been cheated out of the rest of the story, Dan sighed and poured in more coffee into his cup \u201cLook, \u00a0things are odd and don\u2019t add up \u2026 think about it\u2026 Mrs Tennant comes back to town \u00a0and suddenly things start getting very strange.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cIn what way?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cThink about it, Adam?\u00a0 You know who she was before \u2026don\u2019t you?\u00a0 Well, she was Liam McGarthy\u2019s woman for a while, \u00a0during that time he was trying to get his hands on the Ponderosa. \u00a0 Remember that time?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYes, some, \u00a0I wasn\u2019t here for much of what happened.\u201d Adam said slowly and sighed, he raised his cup to his lips and gulped down \u00a0the hot coffee \u201cGo on.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cBut things went wrong, \u00a0didn\u2019t they?\u00a0 McGarthy ended up being hanged for murder and the Ponderosa \u2026\u201d he paused and narrowed his eyes \u201cYou do know \u00a0about what happened to the Ponderosa?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cOf course I do.\u00a0 I\u2019m family.\u00a0 I know that someone bought it and sold it back to Pa.\u201d \u00a0he smiled, \u00a0bared his teeth but his eyes twinkled so Daniel ploughed on regardless.<\/p>\n

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\u201cThat\u2019s a mystery too \u2026 and I think it\u2019s all tied in with that fire, \u00a0with Mrs Tennant and McGarthy, \u00a0with both of them, Liam and Patrick.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam nodded \u201cAre you just trying to build this up into a good story, Dan?\u00a0 Or are you trying to get me to say something I shouldn\u2019t?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Daniel laughed and shook his head \u201cThat would be a first, getting you to open up about anything. \u00a0 Alright, let me put it this way, \u00a0someone is mighty interested in Mrs Tennant \u2026 and in what happened back then with McGarthy and the Ponderosa \u2026and theyre especially interested in who the purchaser of the Ponderosa was for those 24 hours before Ben Cartwright bought it back.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam inclined his head slightly and looked thoughtfully at Dan, then shrugged, \u201cI can\u2019t see why.\u00a0 Do you know who it is showing so much interest and why?\u00a0 Is it McGarthy?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNo, \u00a0it isn\u2019t McGarthy. \u00a0 Someone else.\u201d<\/p>\n

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They fell silent again and both men drank more coffee before Adam \u00a0asked Daniel if he knew who it was, \u00a0to which the journalist shook his head \u201cI don\u2019t know, Adam. I\u2019m trying to find out.\u00a0 One thing though\u2026 what\u2019s the link with Mrs Tennant once known as Dorothea Armstrong?\u00a0 I somehow feel she is the link to the whole mystery.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam shook his head \u201cPerhaps it isn\u2019t a mystery at all, Dan.\u00a0 Just something that happened a few years back that really wouldn\u2018t be of any interest to anyone.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Dan chuckled and rose to his feet, pushing himself away from the table while at the same time reaching for his hat \u201cAdam, you never seem to realise just how much interest there is in the Ponderosa and the Cartwrights.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam smiled blandly and looked up at Daniel from his seat with wide open brown eyes \u201cMay be not, Daniel. \u00a0 But I\u2019ll give you a name if it\u2019s any help at all\u2026 \u201c<\/p>\n

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Daniel nearly choked, he\u2019d never once had any co-operation from Adam Cartwright about anything, he nodded \u201cGo ahead, I\u2019m listening.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cAubrey Jones. \u00a0 \u00a0Mean anything to you?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Daniel frowned, \u00a0stared into Adams brown eyes and shook his head \u201cNo, \u00a0never heard of anyone with that name.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam shrugged and turned his attention back to his coffee, \u00a0he heard Daniel leave, the sound of his foot steps sharp clicks against the floor boards.\u00a0 He wondered why Daniel had denied knowing the name of the man who was showing so much interest in the Ponderosa\u2019s business, \u00a0and it gave him a strange feeling to think that the journalist had turned away from finding out anymore about \u00a0him.<\/p>\n

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Candy strode into the saloon within minutes of deQuille\u2019s exit, \u00a0seeing Adam at the table he made his way directly to join him, pulling out the vacated chair and sitting down. \u00a0\u201cYou spoken to deQuille then?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWell, \u00a0yes\u2026 \u201c Adam \u00a0smiled, or rather allowed his lips to move to indicate that was his intention.\u00a0 He looked at the sheriff \u201cWhats wrong?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI\u2019ve just been to see Mrs Tennant.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cOh, that was pleasant for you.\u00a0 What did she have to say?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cShe claims that Patrick is trying to scare her out of town.\u00a0 I agree with her.\u00a0 I think he is\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWell, \u00a0will it help you if I say I think he is as well?\u201d he smiled then, and his eyes twinkled. \u201cWhat\u2019s the problem?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cShe won\u2019t leave.\u00a0 She insists on staying here and facing up to things.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWhat things? \u201c<\/p>\n

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\u201cThat\u2019s the trouble, she wouldn\u2019t say.\u00a0 The fact is she was involved with a lot of men at the time, she knew a lot of what was going on \u00a0that involved that sale of the Ponderosa.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam sighed and shook his head \u201cI\u2019ve a feeling that the sooner we get that mine examined the better, \u00a0Candy. \u00a0 Mrs Tennant will be alright, I\u2019m sure.\u00a0 If I remember her from way back she can fight her own corner pretty well, and if McGarthy had any sense he would remember what the Italians always say \u2018Keep your friends close\u2026\u201d\u201d<\/p>\n

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Candy nodded and grinned \u201cBut your enemies closer\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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Chapter 35<\/p>\n

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Ben \u00a0entered the saloon as Candy was on his way out, the two men nodded briefly at one another and if Candy hesitated a moment he would have realised that Ben was close to erupting and the ensuing conversation between father and son could have been interesting, \u00a0but the sheriff had other things on his mind and continued on.<\/p>\n

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Adam nodded over to Solomon to indicate more coffee was required as he watched his father fling his hat down upon the table and pull out a chair into which he slumped heavily, his lips so tightly buttoned together \u00a0he wondered how long it would take him to speak. \u00a0 Eventually Ben released a long sigh, \u00a0looked thoughtfully at his son and then \u00a0leaned back against the chair rest \u00a0\u201cWell, that was a waste of time.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYou didn\u2019t see him?\u201d Adam raised dark eyebrows and observed his father anxiously.\u00a0 It did cross his mind at times about just how strong Ben\u2019s heart was as he seemed to be becoming more choleric over the years<\/p>\n

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\u201cYes, I saw \u00a0him.\u00a0 Yes, he knows Aubrey Jones, seems the man is related to him by marriage.\u00a0 I got a long history about the family connection and what a bright lad he was and how useful he has been over the past years.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cAnd?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cHuh!\u201d \u00a0Ben scowled at the coffee pot and waited for Adam to pour out some of the steaming hot tan coloured liquid \u201cHe said that he was just wanting to clear up loose ends.\u00a0 I told him that our loose ends had nothing to do with him or his office or with McGarthy.\u201d \u00a0he thumped a clenched fist hard upon the table making the cups rattle in their saucers \u201cHe looked all innocent then and asked me what McGarthy had to do with anything?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cHe did know what loose end you were meaning though, Pa?\u201d \u00a0Adam probed carefully and Ben glared at him from under dark brows<\/p>\n

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\u201cOf course he did. \u00a0 You weren\u2019t here during the time of \u00a0the Hayes\/Tilden by election, Adam, but by heaven it was a mess.\u00a0 The furore created by the electioneering here was unbelievable * made me glad we lived so far out of town. I got to warning the boys to get back and not loiter around the saloons in the evenings it got so dangerous.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam smiled slowly, the thought of two grown men with wives and families of their own being told by their father to avoid the saloons \u00a0was just too ridiculous for words. Had it been anyone other than Ben he would have laughed outright, \u00a0but he knew that his brothers would have listened and paid attention to what was being said.\u00a0 He nodded attentively \u201cThat bad, huh?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cThe mines were in full production again, \u00a0and as usual it was a case of whichever party got into power would have the best use of the silver and gold dug out here. Feelings got so bad that J.C Currie *, who was one of our Mayors not so long back, encouraged his fellow Democrats to deny patronage to the Enterprise ..so much for the freedom of the press huh?\u201d \u00a0 he slurped coffee and shook his head \u201cBut then the Enterprise accused another Tilden elector, Edwin Blennerhasset* of conspiring against the Union cause while he lived safely in California during the war\u2026.if that wasn\u2019t stupid I don\u2019t know what was\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cIt got pretty heated then?\u201d \u00a0Adam stirred sugar into his third cup of coffee and sighed.<\/p>\n

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\u201cOne of the journalists for the Chronicle was murdered* when he went to cover a meeting, turned out he never got there \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWhat has this all to do with us, Pa?\u201d Adam frowned, \u201cWhy the interest in what happened all that time ago with the Ponderosa?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cIt wasn\u2019t that long ago, Adam.\u201d Ben said slowly, \u00a0and he sighed, shook his head and entwined his fingers together as though about to offer \u00a0up prayer \u201cI asked the Mayor the exact same question \u00a0..\u201d he sighed, leaned back and shook his head \u201cHe looked at me and then announced he had to really get on to another appointment, he was running late.\u00a0 I kinda lost my temper\u2026\u201d \u00a0the dark brows furrowed in a scowl and he cleared his throat before swallowing more coffee \u201ctold him he wasn\u2019t much of a friend if he couldn\u2019t explain what was going on.\u00a0 He just looked and said he didn\u2019t know what I was talking about and so far as he was concerned we were still good friends\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam shook his head and thought of his father shouting at the Mayor in that elegantly designed office that was meant to protect the Mayor from such confrontations. \u00a0 He thought over what Ben had told him and raised his eyebrows \u201cWhat was all that talk about the Hayes\/Tilden election ? What was the point of that?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cIt was brought up in the conversation with the Mayor\u2026I doubt if it had anything to do with us, he was talking rubbish in order to waste time to his next appointment. He knew why I was there and had no intention of saying anything about it, or about Mr Jones.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cMr Jones\u2026\u201d Adam \u00a0muttered and emptied his cup, \u201cPa, I have to go.\u00a0 Don\u2019t forget you promised to see Hester and Mary Ann safely home.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cS o I did\u2026\u201d Ben spluttered and nodded over to his son \u201cI\u2019ll see you at home.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam made his way to the Enterprise offices and to the usual location of Daniel deQuille only to be told that he had been called away, when asked if they knew exactly where he had been called away to Adam was informed The International Hotel.<\/p>\n

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With a grim nod Adam retraced his footsteps and eventually found himself outside the one hundred room International Hotel which boasted a very fine elevator \u2026 he observed it a moment before pushing open the doors and stepping inside the very luxurious foyer.<\/p>\n

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There was no sign of Daniel deQuille and when Adam asked Charley if he had seen the newspaperman the clerk shook his head with that blank look that indicated that perhaps a certain scrap of paper waved under his nose may help him remember. Adam \u00a0peeled off some notes from his wallet and slipped them down onto the counter whereupon Charley nodded \u201cRoom 68\u201d while at the same time sliding the money from the counter and into his pocket.<\/p>\n

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Room 68 look anonymous, \u00a0like most hotel doors would, but Adam could hear a low hum of voices and paused a moment or two while he allowed an elderly couple to pass him in the corridor.\u00a0 He waited until they had disappeared downstairs and then rapped upon the door, \u00a0turned the handle and pushed the door open.<\/p>\n

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Daniel deQuille turned, his face was blank of any expression until he saw Adam upon which he blushed red to the roots of his hair and looked more uncomfortable than Adam had ever seen him before.. The other man looked puzzled, \u00a0confused and then annoyed.\u00a0 He had been seated but now rose to his feet and stared at Adam as though seeing something he would normally scrape from the bottom of his boot.<\/p>\n

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\u201cWho are you? \u00a0 By what right do you burst into this room like this?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cAubrey Jones?\u201d Adam asked coolly as he stepped into the room and extended his hand \u201cI\u2019m Adam Cartwright.\u00a0 I believe there\u2019s something you wanted to discuss with me?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWith \u2026with you?\u201d Jones stammered and looked at deQuille before returning his gaze to Adam, he shook the proffered hand as though in a dream and repeated \u201cAdam Cartwright?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cFrom the Ponderosa.\u201d \u00a0Adam said, speaking slowly and clearly as though \u00a0he understood the shock the other man was suffering from \u00a0so moderated his voice accordingly. \u201cI understand you\u2019ve been asking quite a few people questions concerning my family so thought I should introduce myself so that you could actually ask me \u2026 or some other member should you prefer.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNo, no\u2026of course\u2026 not \u2026 I mean, so you\u2019re Adam Cartwright. \u00a0 THE Adam Cartwright.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cJust Adam Cartwright,\u201d \u00a0Adam smiled, perhaps he should have mentioned that he had been Commodore Adam Cartwright not so long ago but he assumed the man would have known that already.\u00a0 He glanced sideways at Dan \u201cThank you, Dan.\u00a0 You can go now\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWhat?\u201d Dan exploded, his eyes bulged slightly and a vein in his temple began to throb \u201cNo, you don\u2019t get rid of me that easily\u2026\u201d \u00a0 he looked at Jones who was still staring at Adam as though wondering what to do with him \u201cMr Jones ?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Aubrey Jones nodded, and then gestured towards some chairs \u201cGentlemen, please be seated. \u00a0 Mr Cartwright, it\u2019s a pleasure to meet you.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam \u00a0smiled, placed his hat on a small table by his elbow and nodded \u201cYou also, Mr Jones.\u00a0 I\u2019ve heard a lot about you \u2026 just lately.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYou have?\u201d Jones frowned and his eyes swivelled in the direction of Daniel who looked elsewhere and shrugged slightly \u201cI\u2019m surprised that you have, I\u2019ve not long arrived in town.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cReally?\u201d \u00a0Adam \u00a0raised his eyebrows as though surprised at such a comment \u201cWell, well, Mr Jones, considering that fact, then all I can say is that you have been a very busy man during the short time of your stay.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Jones swallowed a lump in his throat and Dan deQuille wished the ground would open up before, although he forced a small smile and darted a glance at Adam in an attempt to \u00a0gauge exactly what Adam was implying.<\/p>\n

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\u201cSo?\u201d \u00a0Adam relaxed, leaned back \u201cYou know each other?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYes,\u201d Aubrey murmured, \u201cWe were at college together. \u00a0 I read Dan\u2019s book \u2026The Big Bonanza \u2026 thought I\u2019d come and see what it was like here.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cOh, \u00a0so \u2026no other connections at all?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cConnections?\u00a0 Here?\u00a0 No, no, not really.\u201d \u00a0Aubrey replied and looked anxiously at Dan who remained steadfastly silent and grim.<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026..<\/p>\n

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Gwen poured out some coffee and passed the cup and saucer to Buckley, offering it to him as though it contained gold , \u00a0\u201cYou look tired, Billy.\u201d<\/p>\n

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He took the drink and just stared at it, before placing the delicate chinaware onto a table. \u201cI am tired, Gwen.\u00a0 I\u2019m thinking of quitting it here and riding on.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cRiding on?\u201d her voice thickened slightly, \u00a0she stared at him as though she had never seen him before in her life, \u201cHow can you say that you\u2019re moving on?\u00a0 Not now?\u00a0 Not after all the plans we\u2019ve made.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cPlans?\u00a0 What plans?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cAbout us\u2026together.\u201d \u00a0she narrowed her eyes, then moved closer to him, placed a hand delicately on his shoulder while her fingers played with his hair \u201cBilly, honey, you said we were going to get married, don\u2019t you recall?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNo, I never said\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cThat time you came and wanted me to swear to the sheriff that you had been with me all night ..remember? \u00a0 It was that night the woman from your mining place got killed?\u00a0 What was her name now\u2026 \u00a0 I\u2019m sure you wouldn\u2019t have forgotten her, after all, you went to so much trouble to go and see if she was alright, didn\u2019t you?\u201d<\/p>\n

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He grabbed her wrists, pushed her away from him and gave her just the slightest shake, \u201cWhat are you talking about, Gwennie? \u00a0 I never said nothing of the sort\u2026.not to you not to anyone.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cBut you did want me to swear that you\u2019d been with me from ..what was it\u20262 in the morning until you left for breakfast about 8?\u201d \u00a0she pouted and pulled herself free \u201cThat was right, wasn\u2019t it?\u00a0 Of course, I could tell sheriff Canaday that I sleep real heavy and I\u2019d never have known if you had got up and left me alone in the bed for oh ..a couple of hours maybe?\u00a0 He\u2019d be interested in that, wouldn\u2019t he?\u201d<\/p>\n

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He stared at her, \u00a0blinked rapidly as though if he didn\u2019t his brain would cease from functioning.\u00a0 He shook his head \u201cYou wouldn\u2019t do that, would you?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWell, why not?\u00a0 It\u2019s nearly the truth after all.\u00a0 Closer to the truth in fact than saying you\u2019d been here with me all night.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

He rubbed his face with his long hands as though he needed to bring life to the muscles there, he shook his head \u201cGwen, \u00a0you don\u2019t know what you\u2019re talking about.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cOh I do, honey, I do.\u201d she leaned into him, smiled into his eyes \u201cNow then, \u00a0what was that about \u00a0your leaving here?\u00a0 Because if that is your intention, you wouldn\u2019t want to leave with a posse trailing behind would you now?\u201d \u00a0she smiled as he stared at her, his eyes blank of feeling, \u201cThere now, I didn\u2019t think you would.\u201d then she kissed him, very gently, on the lips.<\/p>\n

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Chapter 36<\/p>\n

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The suite of rooms \u00a0that made up Aubrey Jones accommodation at the International Hotel was certainly indicative of a man of means, if not of good taste. As Adam nursed his drink and gazed around him he was more than aware of the discomfiture both men were exhibiting and for a moment he allowed them to wallow in the misery of confusion and uncertainty.<\/p>\n

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\u201cSo, you don\u2019t know anyone else in town?\u201d he murmured finally and fixed Jones with such a glare from the dark eyes that the other man actually blanched and looked away, \u00a0choosing instead to watch the people on \u00a0the streets, \u201cAnd you thought you would look up old friends \u2026I mean .. an old friend?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cThat\u2019s right, Dan .. William\u2026 we go back some years now, don\u2019t we?\u201d Aubrey looked over at the journalist who had the grace to look down at his boots and flex his shoulders like a man who was caught on a hook and wanted more than anything to wriggle away and disappear.<\/p>\n

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\u201cIt\u2019s just that I heard, only recently, how you were related to the Mayor.\u201d Adam drawled out the words, \u00a0and glanced from one man to the other \u201cOf course it could be some other person with your name, but \u00a0somehow I doubt it.\u00a0 Too much of a co-incidence don\u2019t you think, William?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Dan shivered as many men have done when some hidden matter concerning themselves is brought into the light for others to see, he shook his head \u201cWell, \u00a0you know I don\u2019t believe in co-incidences, Adam.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNo, \u00a0of course not.\u00a0 Nor do I.\u201d \u00a0Adam stretched out long legs and looked again at Aubrey who was watching him \u201cSo do tell me what it is that interests you, or the Mayor, or Mr McGarthy so much about my family and the sale of the Ponderosa?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cwell, you certainly like to get to the point, Mr Cartwright.\u201d Jones replied while his fingers twitched and a nerve played at the corner of his mouth \u201cI mean\u2026 \u00a0the whole matter can be quite easily explained.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cThat\u2019s good.\u00a0 I\u2019m a busy man, Mr Jones, so please explain it as quickly as you possibly can.\u201d \u00a0Adam \u00a0stretched his lips into a semblance of a smile while his eyes stayed steadily upon the \u00a0other mans face.<\/p>\n

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\u201cPolitics, Mr Cartwright, can be very dangerous, in fact, they say that it\u2019s a game not to be entered into lightly.\u00a0 Fingers get burned, all that kind of thing, you know?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam inclined his head and glanced over at Daniel who was sitting with a blank face opposite him.\u00a0 Jones returned to look out of the window \u201cThere was a lot of bad feeling over the latest Presidential election and Virginia City had its share of divided opinions. \u201c<\/p>\n

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\u201cThat\u2019s recent history, Mr Jones.\u00a0 I\u2019m more interested in events a little way back, events that involved Liam McGarthy, my family and Caleb Shannon.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Jones nodded \u201cI quite understand \u2026. \u201c he paused again \u201cMoney from Virginia City \u2026 gold, silver \u2026 massive amounts are sent regularly to the Governments treasure chest, it boosts the economic growth of this country and has become a mainstay of Government.\u00a0 Liam McGarthy was encouraged to increase production in his mine in order to back a future candidate for the Presidency\u2026 it\u2019s irrelevant now as to which party it was for, suffice to say that at the time the money was essential. \u00a0 When Shannon told a certain lady about some deeds that seemed questionable regarding land on the Ponderosa Liam looked into the possibility of gaining its possession.\u00a0 When he found that it would be extremely lucrative for mining he entered into an agreement with Shannon to help him gain that land..which as you know ended up in failure and Shannon\u2019s death.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cSo the plan moved on to bankrupt my father?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cIt was an expensive scheme, a big sum of money was involved if they were to redeem that mortgage but it would have been chicken feed compared to the amount of minerals that would have been extracted from the land. \u00a0 McGarthy had rich sponsors who had the money available but unfortunately \u00a0some lawyer from San Francisco stepped in at the fatal moment and produced the money on behalf of an anonymous donor.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cIt could have been anyone, Mr Jones. \u00a0 My father knows many of the wealthier businessmen here\u2026 James MacKay* for example? \u00a0 He would have been able to pay out the amount several times over and not miss it\u2026. George Hearst* of the Ophir mine likewise\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cAh \u00a0yes, quite so, \u00a0and for a while it was thought that for reasons of their own that was exactly what did happen. \u00a0 But there was something that proves that theory quite wrong\u2026 you see, those men didn\u2019t get to where they were in business by being philanthropists, they\u2019re hard headed businessmen.\u00a0 If they put in a dollar they expect at least a dollar fifty back in return. \u00a0 They would never have sold the Ponderosa back to Ben Cartwright for the amount he had in his pockets at the time.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam pursed his lips in a familiar pout and his dark eyes moved from Jones to Daniel, he sighed \u201cI guess you\u2019re right at that\u2026.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWe know we\u2019re right.\u201d \u00a0Jones replied steadily, gaining confidence throughout the telling of the event \u201csomeone with that amount of money, \u00a0must be worth a fortune greater than Hearsts or MacKay or anyone else here in town. \u00a0 Someone who could pay out so much and just – well – throw it away for want of another \u00a0word is either a fool, \u00a0or so wealthy as to not even notice the amount missing from his account.\u201d \u00a0 he licked his lips \u201cSome men want to know who that person is, that\u2019s all.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cThat\u2019s all?\u201d Adam frowned \u201cAnd \u00a0what will they do with this person should they find him?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cGet him to back their representative for grooming as the next President of the United States of course. \u00a0 Hayes won\u2019t last longer than this one term, he\u2019s a one trick pony. \u00a0 Plans are already in place for the next candidate to step forward \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam winced slightly and put down his glass, he rose to his feet and shrugged \u201cWell, I wish you every success in finding your stool pigion although I can\u2019t see what good it will do you. \u00a0 Have you never thought it could have been a consortium of people who bailed Mr Cartwright, my father, out of the mess McGarthy got him into?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cIt\u2019s been looked into Mr Cartwright\u2026 it was no consortium of people, or organisations. \u201c<\/p>\n

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\u201cAnd the Mayor wants to know who it was in order to finance the man he would be backing as the next President?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNot just my Uncle ..er ..The Mayor \u2026 there would be others.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cAnd where does McGarthy come into all this?\u201d \u00a0Adam reached for his hat which he placed slowly upon his head.<\/p>\n

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\u201cMcGarthy has a personal grudge against all the Cartwrights because of what happened to his brother. \u00a0 He isn\u2019t interested in any political ideals or moral campaigns, he wants to know who ruined his brothers plans and got him killed.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam nodded after all he could understand that, having two dearly beloved brothers of his own he knew himself capable of exactly those same feelings were anything to happen to either of them.\u00a0 He looked at Daniel \u201cWhat was your involvement then, Dan?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI wasn\u2019t actually involved in any of it.\u201d Daniel replied, squaring his shoulders and only too relieved to be able to say what was the truth on his own account \u201cAubreys a friend of mine and had contacted me recently with regard to staying here and meeting some of the folk I had mentioned in my book.\u00a0 That\u2019s the only connection we\u2019ve had over \u00a0the years.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam nodded and looked again at Aubrey \u00a0\u201cBut you have been here before?\u00a0 Several times I believe?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cSeveral times.\u201d Aubrey admitted with disarming honesty \u201cMy uncle likes to know what is going on in the world of politics, he likes to keep his finger on the pulse so to speak.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cAnd this candidate he wanted to groom \u2026 wouldn\u2019t be you by any chance, would it?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Jones smiled, very fleetingly, \u00a0and his eyes twinkled but he shook his head \u201cNo, Mr Cartwright not at all. \u00a0 I\u2019m afraid my politics wouldn\u2019t suit by Uncle, never did, \u00a0never would.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cBut you do know who it is?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cOf course.\u201d he paused and frowned slightly as though debating within himself whether or not to disclose the name then he shrugged \u201cIt\u2019s a man called Silas Barrington.\u00a0 According to my uncle, he has a \u00a0brilliant mind, \u00a0with the proper backing and financial clout he could well be the very first black President of the United States.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam \u00a0said nothing, \u00a0the colour of any man mattered nothing to him whatsoever, but the name had a familiar ring to it and yet he couldn\u2019t think as to why.\u00a0 A vague memory floated at the far reaches of his memory and as easily floated away again. \u00a0 Aubrey sighed \u201cI\u2019ve been honest with you, Mr Cartwright. \u00a0 I\u2019d think it a great courtesy on your part if you would be as honest with me.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAbout -?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAbout the person who came to your father\u2019s assistance at the time.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam grimaced and shrugged \u201cI wasn\u2019t here then, Mr Jones. \u00a0 In fact I was a long way off at sea at the time.\u00a0 I only know what my father felt obliged to tell me.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

An expression of dismay followed by anger drifted over the other mans face, he shook his head \u201cThat\u2019s not good, I told you so much in the belief that you would help me \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYou chose to tell me of your own accord, Mr Jones, and without any co-ercion on my part which I am sure Mr Wright – DeQuille – will confirm. \u00a0 \u00a0I\u2019m sorry I can\u2019t tell you the things you want to know except to assure you that my father and brothers do not know who the donor was \u2026 he, she or it has never made themselves known.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cEveryone has a price, Mr Cartwright.\u00a0 Whoever he, she or it – as you say – has a price and if he is still living I\u2019m sure, when we find out who it is, we\u2019ll find out what price he\u2019ll accept.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam shook his head as though weary of the whole subject, he said nothing until he reached the door and then he only said, in a very quiet sombre tone of voice, his farewells. \u00a0 As the door closed Daniel turned to Aubrey \u201cYou \u00a0think he believed you?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWhy shouldn\u2019t he?\u00a0 It\u2019s the truth after all.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYou realise I could take this story to the press \u2026have it printed throughout every state in the country?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Aubrey sighed \u201cI wouldn\u2019t even think of it, \u00a0Daniel. \u00a0 Who\u2019d believe you after all?<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Daniel stared at him, then gulped down the whiskey and after placing the glass upon the table he picked up his hat and quickly left the hotel.<\/p>\n

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Adam was making his way to the sheriff\u2019s office when Daniel emerged from the Hotel\u2019s grand doors onto the street. \u00a0 He watched the tall broad shouldered ex-naval officer stride into the building, the door close behind him. \u00a0 With a shake of his head Daniel made his way to the Enterprise offices, \u00a0frustrated and annoyed beyond measure at the thought of such a scoop being handed to him on a plate and yet unable to print even one word of it. \u00a0 But\u2026he paused\u2026 he did have a name\u2026Barrington, Silas Barrington.<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n

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Reuben Phillips Cartwright had learned that if he sat quietly at the meal table he learned far more than if he joined with the other children in being noisy or disruptive in any way at all.\u00a0 Children were children and even the best behaved can not always be ignored\u2026 \u00a0meat has to be cut for them, sometimes they are needing to be fed by one of the parents, or something doesn\u2019t taste so good so has to be spat out which usually resulted in a scolding.<\/p>\n

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Reuben just ate quietly and listened.\u00a0 He wasn\u2019t being sly or deceptive, it was his nature.\u00a0 He wanted to be a valid member of the family and since the Downing situation had occurred he was more than aware that he was at a disadvantage due to being \u00a0adopted .\u00a0 At the same time he knew he was loved, he knew that there was no difference in the way he was treated to the way the adults treated the other children.\u00a0 All the same he was aware of the difference, he could still remember the times his Grandmother Phillips told \u00a0him about her father, the German entrepreneur \u00a0and how she had taught him to count in German and the German alphabet.<\/p>\n

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He watched now as Ben spoke out about what had happened in town with the Mayor. \u00a0 Reuben had met the Mayor, this grand personage had attended the wedding of his mother to Adam, and had looked like a pleasant jolly kind of man, quite different to the man Ben was describing. \u00a0 He glanced up and caught his father\u2019s eye on him, \u00a0it made him feel awkward but Adam smiled slightly and winked so Reuben released his breath and winked back.\u00a0 He liked that about his Pa, \u00a0they shared secrets, they understood one another.<\/p>\n

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Hoss was looking thoughtful, \u00a0slowing down on his eating in order to concentrate on what his father was saying, \u00a0while Joe was slipping in flippant comments that only made Bens voice louder. \u00a0 Reuben was wondering if they were arguing but then realised it had something to do with the Ponderosa, perhaps, he surmised, Uncle Joe didn\u2019t want his Pa to move in with Uncle Hoss, perhaps Grandpa was angry about having to stay with them.<\/p>\n

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He looked up and saw Hop Sing standing attentively at the doorway waiting to attend to empty dishes, empty glasses. \u00a0 He wondered what would happen if Hop Sing went to China like he kept saying he would do one day\u2026 that would leave just Cheng Ho Lee to look after all three households.\u00a0 He thought about that for a while and by the time he remembered to pay attention to what was being said at the table the conversation had shifted gear and Ma was wiping Nathaniels mouth clean from his dribbles, and Aunt Hester was doing likewise with little Hope, although Reuben knew that Hope was a much tidier child than Nathaniel and wouldn\u2019t have made so much mess as her cousin.<\/p>\n

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\u201cI don\u2019t get it,\u201d Hoss muttered as he gulped down some wine, \u201cWhy all this fuss now?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI\u2019ve \u00a0been trying to explain it to you, Hoss, \u00a0haven\u2019t you been listening?\u201d Ben scowled and shook his head \u201cDidn\u2019t the fact that we nearly lost the Ponderosa back then, make any impression on you at all?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Hoss looked shocked \u201cOf course it did, \u00a0it made me sick if you recall\u2026I remember sitting at that table listening to \u00a0Weems and Mr Frobisher and the others and blubbing, I was that upset.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Joe nodded \u201cYes, I remember \u00a0you did just that\u2026 mighty embarrassing it was too.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYou were doing your fair share of blubbing\u2026\u201d Hoss snapped, then sighed \u201cBut it was alright in the end, we bought the Ponderosa back and there was no more trouble from McGarthy or his partners, they kinda deflated right there and then.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cSo -\u201d Joe slapped both hands down flat upon the table, making a distinctive thump as he did so that made Reuben jump \u201cSo\u2026 according to what you were told, Adam, \u00a0it\u2019s all to do with the fact that they want to know who purchased the Ponderosa on our behalf. \u00a0 They don\u2019t think it could have been just anybody, even though there were quite a few could have met the price\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam nodded and raised a hand in order to stop his brother going any further, \u201cThat\u2019s not really the issue\u2026 \u201c<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI thought it was?\u201d Joe frowned, \u00a0and glanced over at Hoss who was at a loss as he struggled to recall exactly what happened at the time they nearly lost the Ponderosa.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cSo what is the issue?\u201d Ben asked, \u201cIf it isn\u2019t a political one \u2026 or economical \u2026or both?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI think it\u2019s personal. \u00a0 I think it has something to do with this so called candidate that has put himself forward for Ponderosa patronage\u2026.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Ben released his breath, picked up his glass and stared at it for a while before setting it back down again. \u00a0 Reuben watched his grandfathers dark eyes narrow so that the heavy dark brows overhung the hooded lids \u00a0the way that meant he was giving the matter serious attention \u201cYou mean Silas Barrington?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam nodded, looked at his two brothers who looked blankly back at him, \u00a0then Ben nodded \u201cYes, I think I see what you mean. \u00a0 Thereby hangs a mystery.\u201d \u00a0he looked up then and noticed Reuben looking at \u00a0him, his face immediately gentled \u201cEnjoy your meal, young man?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYes thank you, Grandpa.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Plates were gathered up now and removed, Cheng Ho Lee brought in the elaborate cake that Hop Sing had made and which Reuben had waited for so eagerly, so had Hoss, for \u00a0he licked his lips and any thought of Silas Barrington would appear to have slipped from his mind.\u00a0 The confectionary was placed in the centre of the table and as it was at Mary Ann and Joe\u2019s home, it was Mary Ann who was given the knife to cut it into portions. \u00a0 It was Reubens favourite, chocolate with cream and he hoped that he wouldn\u2019t have a tiny portion like the ones usually cut for the children.\u00a0 Like Hoss \u00a0he detached himself from the conversation that was going around him, and just watched and waited for Mary Ann to place his portion of cake on \u00a0the plate in front of him.<\/p>\n

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\u201cThere you are, Reuben..is it enough?\u201d she smiled at him, and then turned to give her attention to Sofia who was waiting for her own slice of heaven\u2026 \u201cHop Sing this is divine.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Hop Sing bowed , pleased at the compliment and he looked at Reuben and smiled as the boy \u00a0stuffed his mouth with the sweet stuff. \u00a0 Olivia was talking to Hester about the move into the newly completed ranch house, \u00a0and for a moment Reuben paid some attention to that before switching back to listen to what his father was saying to Ben.<\/p>\n

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\u201cYou may need to contact Martha Frobisher, Pa.\u00a0 She\u2019ll be able to tell you if Silas and his sister have been in contact with her.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cHe must have been\u2026. How else would he have known about that transaction?\u201d Ben scowled, \u201cBut Julian never told anyone who was involved, not even me.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNor me.\u201d Joe sighed, \u201cI used to wonder who it was who had let us buy the Ponderosa back, used to worry me no end expecting \u00a0him or she to walk in and demand it back.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Hoss sighed and looked thoughtful, \u00a0when he was asked his opinion he just shrugged \u201cI don\u2019t know, \u00a0to be honest I never thought anymore about it once I knew the Ponderosa was safe\u2026 I met Hester about then, \u00a0I had other things on my mind.\u201d he smiled over at his wife as she had looked up and over at him on hearing her name mentioned.<\/p>\n

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Reuben finished his last piece of cake and chewed it slowly, savouring it as the last morsel always should, \u00a0he thought over the fact that the Ponderosa had nearly been lost and someone had saved it for them but they didn\u2019t know who it was\u2026 not even Pa. He looked at his father then and watched as Adam tapped his mouth thoughtfully with his long fingers and stared down \u00a0at the cake still on his plate. \u00a0 It was obvious to Reuben that his Pa was worried.<\/p>\n

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Chapter 37<\/p>\n

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There was never any doubting the fact that Uncle Hoss loved cake, especially Hop Sings chocolate cake and conversation died away while mothers helped the younger ones get through their portions and the men joked and teased Hoss as he wistfully held out his plate for his third slice.<\/p>\n

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\u201cAny more and you\u2019ll burst.\u201d Joe said very matter of factly while he watched Hoss pull the laden plate towards him. \u00a0\u201cI don\u2019t know where you put it all, Hoss Cartwright.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cLook, shortshanks, I like my food so just you quit your yammering, you hear?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Reuben liked it when the Uncles were teasing one another, he wondered if in a few years time he and Nathaniel would be doing exactly the same.\u00a0 Didn\u2019t count for a girl of course, Sofia was too prissy, too \u00a0much a \u2018girl\u2019 but as he ate through his cake Reuben hoped that his baby brother would grow up and be fun like Uncle Joe.\u00a0 Of course he saw himself more in the role of his Pa, \u00a0and being the elder brother that kind of fitted into things better .\u00a0 He looked over at his father and noticed him leaning closer to his father and talking in lower tones to him.\u00a0 Bens face looked anxious but he shook the expression off quickly enough in the hope that no one would notice, but Joe, ever sharp eyed had and asked what it was the two of them were discussing.<\/p>\n

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\u201cAdams got himself an appointment to examine the Bucksburn Mine tomorrow.\u201d Ben said quietly, \u201cHe\u2019s going with Candy.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Joe \u00a0shot a quick look around the table as though trying to read everyone\u2019s expression at the same time in order that his comment could sum each and all their thoughts on the matter . \u00a0\u201cBucksburn huh? \u00a0 Do you think that\u2019s the best thing to do?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cSomeone has to\u2026\u201d Adam muttered and looked at his wife in an attempt to catch her eye but Olivia either avoided him or missed the opportunity as she attended to Nathaniel.<\/p>\n

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\u201cWhy you?\u201d Hoss asked, and scowled \u201cThe fact that it\u2019s Liam McGarthy\u2019s brother, and his mine, or rather was his mine when he was alive\u2026 I\u2019d have thought you\u2019d have steered clear of it.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cIt won\u2019t be any problem.\u201d Adam \u00a0replied and cast down his napkin by the side of his plate, before reaching for the glass of wine \u201cCandy will be t here to see law is upheld and \u00a0in view of the Mayor\u2019s involvement I can\u2019t see McGarthy offering any resistance this time.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cThe Mayor?\u00a0 How\u2019s he involved?\u201d Joe asked in a voice that reeked suspicion of anything the Mayor may be interested in, he looked at Ben \u201cDo you know about this, Pa?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNot much.\u201d Ben frowned \u201cI don\u2019t see why you have to go, Adam.\u00a0 Why get involved?\u00a0 There\u2019s enough work to get on with here surely without you going down some mine.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cIt isn\u2019t \u2018some\u2019 mine, Pa.\u00a0 It\u2019s the Bucksburn, and Candy wants my experience to help him get it working without risking people\u2019s lives to the extent it has over the past few years.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWhat experience?\u201d Hoss scowled and pushed his plate away, half the cake uneaten, obviously the subject was upsetting \u00a0his stomach.<\/p>\n

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\u201cYeah, what experience?\u201d echoed Joe, \u00a0casting a look of grateful thanks to his brother for steering the subject in that direction \u201cYou ain\u2019t been down a mine in years.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam shrugged and again looked over at his wife who had turned her attention to him and the conversation now, \u00a0she looked calm, \u00a0her large eyes caught Adams, gazed into them for a moment and then she turned to murmur something to Mary-Ann who nodded and said in her clearest voice \u201cWell, gentlemen, let\u2019s have some coffee in the other room.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Reuben watched them leave the table\u2026 Uncle Joe pulled Aunt Mary Ann\u2019s chair away and slipped his hand through her arm as though to support her from one room to the next, and Uncle Hoss swooped up Hope and planted a big wet kiss on her cheek before swinging her up onto his shoulders where she laughed and clapped her hands.\u00a0 Hannah and Sofia clambered down and ran together to where they had their dolls awaiting attention and Grandpa pushed himself away from the table and muttered to his eldest son \u201cI don\u2019t like it, Adam.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWe\u2019ll talk more about it when we get home, Pa.\u201d Adam replied and then turned to his wife, smiled at her and reached for her \u00a0hand.\u00a0 He then looked over to Reuben and nodded \u201cComing, son? \u00a0 Your aunt has some lemonade there for you \u2026\u201d \u00a0and then he picked up Nathaniel and had him in the crook of his free arm as he and Olivia left the table together.<\/p>\n

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Reuben sidled down from the chair and looked over at his grandfather \u201cGran\u2019pa?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYes, Reuben?\u201d Ben gave the boy the benefit of his warmest smile and placed his hand upon the boys\u2019 shoulder<\/p>\n

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\u201cAre you angry with Pa?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Ben \u00a0looked surprised, \u00a0perhaps he had forgotten that little ears can pick up quite a lot in a conversation of adults, he shook his head \u201cNo, \u00a0of course not.\u00a0 Just concerned.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cIs it dangerous going down a mine?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cIt can be.\u201d \u00a0Ben sighed and raised his dark brows so that his forehead was crinkled into lots of \u00a0furrows \u201cDon\u2019t you worry about it, your Pa knows how to take care of himself.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Reuben nodded.\u00a0 It seemed an odd thing for Gran\u2019pa to say considering how \u2018concerned\u2019 he was about things, but the boy knew better than to say anything more on the subject.<\/p>\n

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The evening was drawing in, there was the light pattering of rain upon the windows.\u00a0 Mary-Ann sat at the piano and began to play some music, something that they could all sing to with great gusto and laughter.\u00a0 It lifted the mood for them all and Reuben noticed Joe look over at his wife with an approving smile and nod as he sang as loud as he could which caused his voice to crack on some of the higher notes. \u00a0 Nathaniel didn\u2019t like the singing and began to cry, \u00a0and Hope ran to her mother and buried her head in her lap, obviously not very happy with the noise either.<\/p>\n

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They left amid laughter, \u00a0whatever concerns had been expressed at the meal table had been set aside. \u00a0 As the door closed Hoss could be seen chasing his little girls in order to gather them to their \u00a0beds and \u00a0little Daniel was already asleep with his head on his father\u2019s shoulder.<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n

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The night light flickered as Adam pulled the covers over Reuben\u2019s shoulders, \u00a0the sound of the rain was heavier upon the roof and windows here and could be heard even above Adams humming of the tune they had been singing earlier.\u00a0 Reuben lay still in the bed and waited for Adam to \u00a0sit down in the chair beside him, part of their evening ritual, a summing up of the day and the evening prayer.<\/p>\n

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\u201cPa?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam stopped humming and looked down at the boy, he lowered himself down into the chair and leaned forward \u201cYes, son?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cPa, \u00a0are we going to lose the Ponderosa?\u201d \u00a0he whispered the words, \u00a0he didn\u2019t like having to speak them anyway, so best to say it as quietly as possible.<\/p>\n

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\u201cLose the Ponderosa?\u00a0 Why should we do that?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWell, \u00a0didn\u2019t we nearly lose it before?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam leaned back a little, tilted the chair onto its back legs and stared up at the ceiling, \u201cReuben, \u00a0if I were to tell you how many times we have nearly lost the Ponderosa we could be here all night. \u00a0 There was a time when blood was spilt to get the land on the Truckee, \u00a0to get it and keep it\u2026 mmm, \u00a0that cost your Uncle Joe dear I can tell you.\u201d \u00a0he paused and looked down at the boy who was staring wide eyed up at him from the pillows upon which he lay, \u201cUncle Joe fell in love with a pretty girl called Amy Bishop, but because of the bad feeling caused by the fighting she got killed.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cBut you got the Truckee strip, didn\u2019t you?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cIt was ours anyway, \u00a0it was trying to keep hold of it that was the problem..\u201d Adam frowned, \u201cAlways seemed to be someone trying to get the Ponderosa from us\u2026all kinds of folks, \u00a0all kinds of ways.\u201d his voice trailed off and he stared at the far off wall where Reuben had his shelves full of books, but Reuben knew his Pa was looking beyond the books, far beyond\u2026<\/p>\n

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\u201cPa?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYes, son?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThat time Grandpa was talking about, \u00a0when someone bought the Ponderosa and then sold it back\u2026.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYes?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Reuben frowned, \u00a0his smooth brow crinkled just a little as he concentrated on trying to get the facts right \u201cI didn\u2019t understand about it.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cThere isn\u2019t anything for you to understand, Reuben. \u00a0 Now \u2026\u201d he made a move that indicated it was time to stop talking, \u00a0close the day in prayer and settle down to sleep.<\/p>\n

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\u201cBut Pa\u2026 if the man who wanted the Ponderosa back then is the man who owns the mine now\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cHe isn\u2019t, that man died some time back.\u00a0 It\u2019s a different man now who owns the mine. Now, Reuben, enough talk\u2026 settle down now.\u201d<\/p>\n

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It was hard to settle, even after the prayer was said and the door was closed shutting him into his bedroom with the flame of the night light flickering on the bedside table close by.\u00a0 Reuben tried to tell his brain to stop working so he could get to sleep, he yawned several times and he kept his eyes shut for a while \u2026 but \u00a0he couldn\u2019t stop seeing the way his gran\u2019pa looked, \u00a0and how he had said he was concerned \u2026 and Uncle Joe and Uncle Hoss \u2026 \u00a0 \u00a0he finally fell asleep with the whole thing going round and round in his head and making no more sense at all.<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026..<\/p>\n

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Ben struck a match and lit the pipe in a way that Adam knew from long experience indicated that his father had something on his mind that would have to be discussed before they made their way to bed. \u00a0 He sat down opposite the older man having placed another log on the fire, he could hear Olivia\u2019s footsteps in the room above them, where she was settling Sofia for the night.<\/p>\n

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\u201cBest say what you want to say, Pa.\u201d he said quietly and stared at the fire, tiny flickers of flame were nibbling at the bark of the new log, inquisitive little tongues of fire that were testing out the vulnerable areas of the wood in order to burn fiercer.<\/p>\n

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\u201cI was thinking of writing to Martha Frobisher, \u00a0find out what\u2019s going on there in \u2018Frisco.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cHmmnm \u201c Adam nodded, \u201cSeems a good idea. \u00a0 I can\u2019t see where else they would have found out about the sale of the Ponderosa otherwise.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWeems assured me all documentation was destroyed or taken away by Julian after the transaction.\u00a0 Just -\u201d he paused as though he couldn\u2019t find the right words to express his feelings without hurling out a string of expletives \u2018Just a nuisance that it should happen now.\u00a0 Do you think there\u2019s a link between this Aubrey Jones and the Barringtons?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cIt would seem so, after all he supplied the name.\u00a0 What that connection is though \u2026\u201d he paused at the sound of Olivia coming down the stairs and both he and Ben rose to their feet as she came into the room.<\/p>\n

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Olivia knew her men folk well enough by now to quite comprehend that she had come at an inconvenient time for Ben, but probably \u00a0the right time so far as her husband was concerned, \u00a0so she smiled at them both and once seated asked Adam if he intended to go into the mine on his own, which rather took the wind out of Ben\u2019s sails and brought a twinkle to Adams eyes.<\/p>\n

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\u201cI doubt if I\u2019ll be alone.\u201d Adam said \u201cI\u2019ll \u00a0go down with the other men as they start their shift.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI heard Hoss say he intends to go down with you.\u201d she looked at him, a determined little face, her eyes greener than usual \u201cAnd Joe \u00a0agreed that he wanted to come as well.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam shrugged \u00a0\u201cWell, \u00a0I can\u2019t stop them from coming along.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNo,\u201d \u00a0she smiled then, \u201cI didn\u2019t think you would.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Ben puffed on his pipe, \u201cWhat do you expect to find?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cOh, \u00a0well, I\u2019m keeping an open mind just now, Pa. \u201c \u00a0Adam picked up the poker and gave the log a thump or two, \u201cBut I doubt if I\u2019ll find a 100% efficiently organised and perfectly functioning mine.\u201d \u00a0 he grinned \u201cIf I do then I\u2019ll eat Hoss\u2019 hat\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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Chapter 38<\/p>\n

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Shadows crowded around the room \u00a0where Billy Buckley attempted to sleep in the cabin \u00a0set aside for McGarthy\u2019s \u00a0entourage of so called police.\u00a0 He lay on the bed with his arms folded behind his head and struggled to sleep but there were too many images from the past pressing forward for attention so that all his attempts to gain some respite totally failed.<\/p>\n

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Sally\u2019s face floated before his eyes always superseded by Ed \u00a0Payson\u2019s until they dissolved into one and drifting into a kaleidoscope of other people, other faces. \u00a0 In the end he dragged himself to his feet and walked unsteadily to the window.\u00a0 The sound of the mines machinery thumped and pulsated through the minutes, making the floor of the cabin vibrate and seemingly finding an echo in his own heart.<\/p>\n

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He thought of Gwen and the threat behind the loving words she had spoken.\u00a0 What would he do with a wife?\u00a0 He had never wanted a woman tied around his neck, not unless it was someone really special, like Sally had been.\u00a0 He licked his lips and shook his head as though to push the memory of Sally Cass away to where it belonged, in the past, before he had become William Buckley the gunslinger, killer, murderer.<\/p>\n

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He rubbed his face with his fingers and shook his head, over and over he had asked himself the same thing\u2026how had it come to this? \u00a0 He had killed men, face to face, guns in their hands\u2026but never a woman until \u2026until now. \u00a0 Never the vulnerable and weak, \u00a0as was expected of him now.<\/p>\n

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From outside and close by his window there came the sound of laughter, coarse, loud and cruel\u2026he recognised Hancock\u2019s voice whining about something, the smash of glass as it was dropped and shattered on the rock strewn ground.\u00a0 Billy shivered and returned to the bed upon which he sunk down, \u00a0the edge of the frame hard against the back of his legs. \u00a0 He buried his face in his hands and his fingers entwined in his hair, he screwed his eyes as tightly shut as they could be in an effort to shut out the memories of faces that had once taunted him in his dreams but now seemed to confront him every waking moment.<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026..<\/p>\n

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Olivia nestled in closer against her husbands body, \u00a0and tightened her hold upon his hand.\u00a0 Their fingers intertwined and gently he caressed her body with his free hand, his fingers always so tender, \u00a0so aware and in tune to her body\u2019s needs.\u00a0 She whispered to him how much she loved him, needed him\u2026 while he kissed her throat, the little pulse than throbbed like a little hammer before his lips touched hers and silenced her words into a sigh.<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026..<\/p>\n

In his room Ben Cartwright struggled to sleep until finally he got \u00a0out of the bed and pulled on his burgundy dressing gown, thrust his feet into his slippers and made his way downstairs, tying the cord tightly around his waist. \u00a0 Why, he grumbled to himself, was it that now he was getting older there were still so many problems to be solved?\u00a0 Why did his sons have to act so stubbornly contrary to his wishes? \u00a0 What was going on in his eldest son\u2019s head to even think of going down that mine\u2026McGarthy\u2019s mine of all things?<\/p>\n

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He went to the fire and prodded the slumbering log until it spat sparks, \u00a0then he placed some kindling around it and waited for it to ignite before settling another log into place.\u00a0 Satisfied that he now had a decent fire he went to the bureau and found the whiskey decanter and poured himself a small amount which he carried to the chair and settled down. \u00a0 He had to think over some things now or he knew he would never get any sleep at all\u2026 \u00a0 all this talk about the sale of the Ponderosa and politicians.\u00a0 Silas Barrington\u2026 he shivered\u2026 Silas Barrington and of course, the sister, Paloma. \u00a0 He sipped some of the golden hued liquid and swallowed it, feeling its warmth slip down his throat while he conjured up their faces and remembered some facts about them.<\/p>\n

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Surely, if he recalled correctly, they were bankrupt?\u00a0 In which case how had they succeeded in having enough funds to step forward as a political candidate for \u00a0Government? \u00a0 What in the crazy world was going on?\u00a0 He sipped another swallow \u00a0and half closed his eyes \u2026<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cGran\u2019pa?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The quiet voice drifted across the room but had the same effect as a cannon going off as Ben jumped upright, spilling some of the whiskey over his hand and every sense in his body jangling, his heart pounding not only in his chest but in his eardrums as well.<\/p>\n

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\u201cReuben?\u201d \u00a0 he turned to look at the child standing on the bottom step of the stairs, \u201cWhat are \u00a0you doing awake at this hour?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI couldn\u2019t sleep. \u00a0 I heard you come downstairs.\u201d \u00a0Reuben ran across the room and clambered up onto Ben\u2019s lap, \u201cI\u2019m frightened.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThere\u2019s nothing to be frightened of, Reuben, you\u2019re safe here with me, and your Pa and Ma \u2026 what have you to be frightened of?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI was thinking of Mr Downing and how easy it was for him to set fire to the ranch.\u00a0 He could do that again\u2026\u201d he paused and frowned, \u201cI mean, someone else could do that again if they wanted to, couldn\u2019t they?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cReuben, \u00a0look here, son.\u201d Ben placed a gentle hand on the boys shoulder and forced the child to look up into his face \u201cLife is full of what if\u2019s, \u00a0and perhaps and could be\u2019s\u2026 but if we thought about them all the time, then we would never achieve anything at all.\u00a0 They would be like a big hedge stopping us from getting on with things that need to be done\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cLike \u00a0Pa going into that mine?\u201d \u00a0the boys voice trembled slightly and his eyes stared up at Bens face, noting the tautening of the jaw line and firming of the lips, \u201cHe shouldn\u2019t go, should he?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYour Pa feels he should. \u00a0 The sheriff and the Mayor want him to go and make sure the mine is safe for hundreds of other people who work there every day, to make sure that they don\u2019t get hurt or killed.\u00a0 Some have, recently, which is why it needs to be looked at now.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cBut that man who owns the mine, he sounds like a bad man\u2026\u201d \u00a0Reuben frowned, \u201cHe \u00a0might hurt Pa.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWell, \u00a0I don\u2019t think so, Reuben. \u00a0 Uncle Hoss and Uncle Joe are going with your Pa, and I\u2019ll be going along too, \u00a0just to make sure. \u00a0 Candy will be there to make sure that the law is obeyed, so you see, there really is nothing for you to worry about , is there?\u201d<\/p>\n

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For a moment Reuben said nothing then he yawned and shook his head \u201cGran\u2019pa, \u00a0is it very dangerous going in a mine?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cIt can be if it doesn\u2019t have the right timbering and other \u00a0equipment in place\u2026 that\u2019s why Adam has to go there, to make sure.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The boy was quiet, he wanted to think about that, to imagine that a mine wasn\u2019t always just a big hole in the ground, not if it had to have timber and equipment \u2026although the sort of equipment was impossible for him to imagine\u2026 but he had to try and get the picture in his mind.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

With Ben\u2019s arm around him the boy snuggled in closer to the big man\u2019s body, the fire was warm and crackled as flames ate into the wood, \u00a0for a while Reuben watched as sparks glowed like red fire ants upon the soot encrusted back wall, climbing up into the chimney and disappearing as they were extinguished one by one. \u00a0 His eyes drooped, \u00a0he yawned again, and eventually Ben recognised the relaxation of the little body as the child finally fell asleep.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

He emptied the glass of what little was left in it to drink and then set it down \u00a0on the side table, scooped the boy up into his arms and gently carried him up to his room .\u00a0 As he closed the door he remembered the number of times he would do the same with his own boys\u2026 except for one, \u00a0who when a child had never known a bedroom of his own, \u00a0nor the security of a door to shut out the terrors of the night that lurked around the wagon which had been their home for so long.<\/p>\n

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\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Bridie Martin tiptoed from the bedroom with the candlestick in her hand, the flame of the candle flickered in the slight draught as she walked quickly to the room where Mrs O\u2019Connell had been sleeping. \u00a0 She pushed the door open slowly and \u00a0entered the room as quietly as she could although the other woman was already awake, and unlikely to complain about being disturbed as she tossed and turned in the bed, \u00a0her braided red hair was becoming unravelled, scattered upon the pillow while she herself \u00a0moaned and sighed in fever ridden sleep.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Bridie set down the candle stick after she had turned up the flame in the lamp on the table, \u00a0she checked the woman\u2019s pulse, her temperature and as her cool hand touched Mrs O\u2019Connell\u2019s forehead she opened her eyes and stared up at her \u00a0.. \u201cMy husband?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNow isn\u2019t the time to be worrying about your husband, my dearie.\u201d Bridie whispered, and stroked back a long strand of hair, \u201cYou need to get some sleep. \u201c<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI can\u2019t sleep\u2026 I can\u2019t stop thinking about my husband\u2026 he\u2019s dead isn\u2019t he? I remember now, it was the mine\u2026he went into the mine and \u2026 and he was killed wasn\u2019t he?\u201d \u00a0her fingers seized hold of Bridie\u2019s hand so tightly that the Irishwoman gave a startled yelp, which she tried to cover up with a cough, and patted Mrs O\u2019Connell\u2019s hand gently<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNow, now.\u201d \u00a0she whispered \u201cThere\u2019s nothing you can do for your husband now, except to be strong for your baby. \u201c<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThe baby?\u00a0 Of course\u2026the baby\u2026 \u00a0 that\u2019s why he worked at the mine, because of the baby.\u00a0 He wanted it to have a good home, an education.\u00a0 Did you know that my husband was a clever man, \u00a0he was a qualified engineer\u2026he went to schools and had learning\u2026not like me, \u00a0no\u2026 not like me.\u201d her voice drifted away and she turned away from looking at Bridie to stare at the far wall where books were lined up neatly upon shelf after shelf \u201cAll those books \u2026all those books\u2026\u201d her voice softened and she sighed \u201cTo think of all those words packed in there so tightly between those pages. \u00a0\u2018To the making of many books there is no end \u2026\u2019 that\u2019s what the bible says, \u2018and all is vanity\u2019 but my husband loved books.\u00a0 He knew there was something wrong with the mine, he knew it.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cHush now, \u00a0let\u2019s talk about this later, after you\u2019ve had some sleep.\u201d Bridie said while she stirred in a sleeping powder into a glass of water.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHe said it was dangerous, \u00a0he told McGarthy to stop the men going down it because it was dangerous and now \u2026look\u2026 he\u2019s dead.\u00a0 McGarthy isn\u2019t though, \u00a0is he?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Bridie shook her head and placed an arm around the other womans shoulders, lifting her carefully so that the medication could be sipped without too much spillage.\u00a0 After a while, with the glass now empty, \u00a0Mrs O\u2019Connell closed her eyes again and settled her head against the pillows, \u00a0she whispered thank you so softly that Bridie barely heard it.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

For a while Bridie remained in the room, standing close to the bed with her hand upon the woman\u2019s wrist so that she could feel the thready beat of the pulse. \u00a0 Once she was satisfied that the woman was sleeping comfortably at last she took the candle stick and withdrew from the room, closing the door very gently behind her.<\/p>\n

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Chapter 39<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Candy Canaday had told Clem to supervise the situation in town along with the other deputies. \u00a0 As he had tightened his gun belt around his waist he gave Clem details as to what he would be doing and where he would be going so that there was little left to chance should there be any delay or reason for his late return.<\/p>\n

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Clem listened attentively for he was a man who took his responsibilities seriously. He had felt a failure when he had stepped down from being the sheriff but Roy had encouraged him to remain as a deputy because, as Roy said, a town recognised modesty in a man, a man who knew his limitations and didn\u2019t exceed them was a man they could trust. \u00a0 Clem believed him and worked diligently in his role as foremost deputy to Candy, whom he respected as well as liked.<\/p>\n

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Standing on the boards Candy was able to see the arrival of the four Cartwrights as they rode into town. \u00a0 He smiled slightly and wondered what it must have been like when they were younger, when the town was rough and ready, when Joe was a whipper snapper getting into everything and the sight of his paint horse had set the young women hoping that the hazel eyed young man would turn his attention to them.<\/p>\n

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\u201cMorning, Ben\u2026\u201d he greeted his former employer with a nod of the head and then looked at the younger men \u201cAre you all coming along with us then?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWe are,\u201d Ben immediately responded, \u201cDon\u2019t think we\u2019d let the two of you enter the lions den alone, do you?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWe never intended to go down alone\u2026 probably have gone down with the men on their shift but if you don\u2019t mind joining us you\u2019re more than welcome.\u201d Candy grinned and slightly lowered his hat to shade his eyes.<\/p>\n

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The rain had drifted off during the night and a pale wintry sun had emerged to bathe the town with some warmth. \u00a0 He mounted his horse and with a slight smile walked it into line with the other four, \u00a0he caught Adams eyes and grinned, this could be quite an interesting turn of events.\u00a0 He wondered if McGarthy would think the same.<\/p>\n

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From his hotel room Aubrey Jones watched the five men ride from the town, weaving their way around the carriages and wagons, \u00a0he shook his head and wondered about the puzzle that had enveloped him ever since his uncle had said in his quiet but persistent voice \u201cAubrey, boy, there\u2019s a bit of a mystery I want you to unravel. It concerns the Cartwrights of t he Ponderosa\u2026.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Daniel de Quille struck a match and watched the flame burn a second or two before putting it to the end of his cigar.\u00a0 His eyes followed the route of the five men and he frowned slightly and inhaled smoke before turning back into the office. A good reporter doesn\u2019t let a scoop slip away through his fingers and this, he surmised, was going to be a good one. \u00a0 \u00a0 Within a short while he was in his rig and heading out of town in the wake of the five horsemen, not that he needed to worry too \u00a0much about losing his way, the whisper had gone around town about the sheriffs intended visit today, and with all the Cartwright family involved Dan was sure that he was going to get the scoop of the year.<\/p>\n

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McGarthy was in his office seated at the big desk and writing down something in his journal when the door opened rather abruptly after a sharp rap to announce his visitors.\u00a0 He glanced up and then paused to stare at the five men who strode into the room \u00a0\u201cWell, what\u2019s this?\u00a0 A deputation ?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNo, nothing of the sort.\u201d Candy replied and handed McGarthy the legal documents that were required by \u00a0the mine owner as official notice that his mine was going to be examined by a duly appointed Engineer commissioned by the Mining Corporation in Virginia City.<\/p>\n

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McGarthy glanced at it and then cast it casually upon the desk, he reclined nonchalantly back in his seat and stared at the Cartwrights \u201cSo? \u00a0 All of you qualified engineers are you?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNo, \u00a0just the one.\u201d Ben replied placing both hands on his gun belt and moving closer to the desk, \u201cBut we thought we\u2019d make sure the examination went through without any mishaps\u2026 if that\u2019s alright with you, of course.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cAnd if it isn\u2019t alright?\u201d McGarthy raised his eyebrows and his pale eyes flickered from one Cartwright to the next.\u00a0 He shrugged \u201cWell, I\u2019ve nothing to hide.\u00a0 Do as you wish and good luck to you\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cAre you going to accompany us, Mr McGarthy?\u201d Adam asked with a slight ice edging in his words and when McGarthy\u2019s eyebrows rose even higher he nodded \u201cWell, I didn\u2019t think that you would\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cLook., Captain, I\u2019m a busy man, and \u00a0your father here\u2026\u201d he pointed a stubby finger in the direction of Ben \u201che knows all there is about being busy.\u00a0 I\u2019m surprised you found the time to come along on this jaunt, Ben, a total waste of time if you ask me.\u00a0 Why don\u2019t you and I just sit this out and leave it to the younger ones to ferret around down in the mine, huh?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Ben paused and glanced at Adam, a slight nod indicated that his son thought that a good idea so he nodded \u201cwell, \u00a0I\u2019d not say no, Mr McGarthy.\u00a0 I\u2019m sure we\u2019ll find quite a lot to talk about.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Patrick nodded, he glanced over at Candy and gave a slight grin \u201cWell, Sheriff, you know the way \u2026I\u2019ll see you later, and you, Captain\u2026.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Hoss gave his father a slightly concerned look but was met with a nod of the head which encouraged him to follow along behind his brothers.\u00a0 It wasn\u2019t long before they were walking to the mine entrance, matching their steps to those of the men who were making their way to their work, slowly, like men too tired to think about anything other than doing what was necessary to get through another day. \u00a0 At the entrance to the mine they were handed the safety lanterns and pointed to the direction of the cage that would taken them down to the lower levels of the mine.<\/p>\n

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\u201cHow far does this thing go?\u201d Joe whispered as he jostled his way along with the men and stepped into the cage alongside Hoss, Adam and Candy \u00a0 \u201cSure hope we won\u2019t be down there too long, I\u2019m getting a sweat already.\u201d<\/p>\n

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The cage door clanged shut and was secured with over a hundred men standing shoulder to shoulder awaiting the plunge down to the next level \u2026 3250 ft down into the depths of the Bucksburn Mine.<\/p>\n

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Hancock and Tovey stood a little way from the Cartwrights, they were confident enough of not having been seen by any of them. \u00a0 The mass of bodies kept them concealed well enough and as the cage descended into darkness so the lanterns were lighted like so many glow worms.<\/p>\n

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Joe \u00a0Cartwright had to admit that his stomach had lurched as the cage was lowered, that initial grinding of gears and the squeal of the apparatus that lowered it down sent a shiver down his spine.\u00a0 If Hoss was already sweating then he wasn\u2019t alone.\u00a0 He swallowed and gulped more than usual as the cage slowly made its way down.<\/p>\n

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The door opened and the cage emptied, men walked out with their tools in hand and the lanterns held aloft, each one knowing his own designated area in which to work.\u00a0 Candy and the Cartwrights followed them, \u00a0and behind them came the two gunmen, one hand close to their guns while the other gripped tightly to their lanterns.<\/p>\n

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For Joe and Hoss, and Candy also, time stretched minutes into seeming hours.\u00a0 The temperature built up as they made their way through the trusses and along \u00a0the hollowed out tunnels. \u00a0 It seemed as though Adam had a perverse delight in jotting notes down of interminable length at certain points while they stood around holding their lanterns aloft and doing what they were told but mostly feeling sweat trickling down their backs and making their scalps tingle.<\/p>\n

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\u201cI weren\u2019t made for this kind of work.\u201d Hoss grumbled in a voice meant to be a whisper, \u201cI reckon a man should work above ground where he can see the stars at night and feel the sun on his \u00a0back.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI daresay most of the men here would agree with you,\u201d Adam muttered as he bent his head to scrutinise the condition of the wood against which Joe was leaning \u00a0\u201cI can\u2019t believe McGarthy hasn\u2019t even attempted to incorporate Deidesheimer\u2019s timbering system on this level. \u201c<\/p>\n

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Hoss grinned \u201cShucks, \u00a0that was an interesting time, Adam, \u00a0I remember us trailing around all those woodpeckers in town trying to get them to invest in – what do you call it?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cSquare set system\u201d \u00a0Adam muttered and placed his hand upon the rock surface, it came away wet, \u201cEvery modern mine has incorporated \u00a0it, the Ophir mine lost a lot during the fire in \u201875 but Mr McKay made sure it was built back in as soon as restoration work began.\u00a0 Hoss, don\u2019t lean against that timber, it doesn\u2019t look safe.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cShucks, \u00a0now you tell me\u2026\u201d Hoss muttered and removed his hat to wipe his fingers across where the sweat band had been, \u201cI thought it wobbled\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Joe sighed \u201cThe grounds pretty wet\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cThe Ophir Mine goes down to 4000 feet and more, Deidsheimers square set system guarantees safety even at that depth, and Almarin Paul* \u00a0devised the Washoe pan process that can extract silver from the ore far more quickly and safely than most others.\u201d Adam muttered as he jotted notes onto the journal in his hand, \u201cHoss, bring your lantern closer here\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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Another hour stretched thinly away, from the shadows where they watched Tovey and Hancock were sweating, \u00a0every so often swallowing water from their canteens and wondering just how much longer Adam was going to take with the examination.\u00a0 It seemed as if no sooner had he left one area than he had turned about to pursue another, \u00a0his brothers and Candy trailing behind him and further back, \u00a0the two unwilling shadows.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWhere\u2019ve the other men gone?\u201d \u00a0Joe whispered \u201cHow come we\u2019re on our own down here?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cBecause they\u2019re busy working, \u201cCandy muttered, \u00a0\u201cAdam, how much longer?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWell, \u00a0not much longer so far as I can see.\u201d Adam replied, and looked over his shoulder to where a cleft in the rock face revealed itself \u201cwhat\u2019s that over there?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWhere?\u201d Joe swung his lantern in \u00a0the direction that Adam had indicated creating shadows dancing and twisting in a macabre dance as a result.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWaters getting higher here\u2026\u201d Hoss muttered<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThat\u2019s because McGarthy hasn\u2019t installed the blowers for ventilation or the pumps to remove the water seepage from the nearby river bed.\u201d Adam muttered as he followed the direction of Hoss\u2019 lantern and Joe sloshing ahead of them towards what appeared to be a bundle of old clothing.<\/p>\n

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Tovey and Hancock leaned in closer in an attempt to see more and hear what was being said.\u00a0 When Hoss said \u201cCandy, over here\u2026\u201d in a rather urgent voice the two men looked at one another and inched closer to where the four men were standing\u2026 Hoss leaned down and then stood up so quickly he knocked into Joe \u201cit\u2019s a body.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Candy beckoned for more light so the three lanterns added to that of his own as he squatted down by the wreckage of what had been a human being, dumped in the filth of water seeping into the mine for some days, \u00a0examined and gnawed at by the rats that added their own foul presence in the darkness \u2026 Candy stood up and wiped his face with his bandana \u201cWell, this isn\u2019t exactly what we expected, is it?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cDo you know who it is?\u201d Joe asked, \u201cI mean, not that there\u2019s much face left but \u2026\u201d he turned at a sound from behind him \u00a0\u201cWho\u2019s \u00a0there?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Tovey put a finger to \u00a0his lips as Hancock was about to speak, putting his mouth close to his associates ear he whispered to leave the matter for him to deal with, and once he received a nod of agreement from the other man, Tovey stepped forward, holding his lantern aloft so that Candy and the other men could identify him.<\/p>\n

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\u201cSorry, gents, didn\u2019t mean to scare \u00a0you some\u2026 \u00a0Mr McGarthy ordered us to keep close to you, make sure you didn\u2019t lose your way down here.\u201d \u00a0 he shrugged and stepped closer \u201cWhat have you got there?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Candy straightened his shoulders, it went against the grain, so far as he was concerned, to have had these two men following them and keeping concealed, he rubbed his jaw with his lean fingers \u201cWhy didn\u2019t you reveal \u00a0yourselves sooner?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cMr McGarthy told us not to get in the way of the – er – engineers look around, he don\u2019t want to be accused of interfering in any way you understand. \u00a0 But, seems to me you found something else more interesting than timberwork to examine here?\u201d \u00a0he came closer and looked at the body huddled close to Hoss\u2019 feet, \u00a0partly submerged in slime filled water though it was \u2026 \u201cNot a pleasant sight that\u2019s for sure.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Candy watched as Tovey turned away quickly, obviously the remains of the man had turned his stomach, that and the heat and foul air in the corridor in which they were placed. \u00a0\u201cDo you know him?\u00a0 Ever seen him before?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHow\u2019d I know? \u201c Tovey muttered, \u201cIt\u2019s hardly recognisable as a human being as it is\u201d<\/p>\n

He shivered \u201cHey, Hancock, come here\u2026 you ever see him before?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Hancock now stepped forward, suspicious and nervous he looked at each man there as though he were about to be tricked into doing something wrong, he followed the direction of Toveys lantern and uttered an expletive before stepping back away from the body \u00a0and them \u201cwho \u2026what\u2026 what is it?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Joe \u00a0had stepped \u00a0back further as well, his stomach \u00a0had wrestled vomit at the sight and he sympathised with Hancocks reaction, \u00a0even so he managed to mutter \u201cIt was a man ..once\u2026someone \u00a0you may have known.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cHe must \u00a0have come down \u00a0and lost his way hereabouts.\u201d Tovey volunteered the information with a slight tremble in his voice, he looked around him \u201cThis isn\u2019t used much, this tunnel, \u00a0the men haven\u2019t worked hereabouts for some time, Mr McGarthy wanted it properly shored up before they got in here.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam nodded, tucked the notebook and pencil into his jacket pocket and stepped away from the body \u00a0\u201cWe had better get back, the waters rising here too fast \u00a0and the airs foul. \u00a0 Stay much longer and we could be in serious trouble.\u201d \u00a0he looked at Tovey and Hancock \u201cIt would have been wiser if you had told us this area wasn\u2019t worked \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThought you\u2019d have realised, you\u2019re the engineer, supposed to know these things.\u201d Hancock snapped back, his nerves jangling and the desire to get to the surface becoming his paramount thought<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam said nothing to that, but looked at Candy \u201cWhat about him?\u201d he indicated the body<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019ll \u00a0get some men to bring it up to the surface later\u2026.but one things for sure, he didn\u2019t come here voluntarily. \u00a0 In fact he didn\u2019t come here while he was alive, \u00a0he was dead some while before his body was dumped here.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Tovey and Hancock looked at one another, \u00a0both men thought along the same lines of perhaps leaving several other bodies there but Tovey had the sense to realise they would never get away with that, \u00a0he turned away with his lantern in his hand and led the way from the steadily rising water and towards where the sounds of the men at work could be heard from the neighbouring tunnel.<\/p>\n

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It was a chance thing, as the good book says \u2018chance and unforeseen occurrence befalls us all\u2019 for Hoss stumbled, put out a hand to save himself and pushed against the upright timber that Adam had already warned was unsafe.<\/p>\n

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Tovey and Hancock, along with Candy and Adam were already some distance ahead of the other two men.\u00a0 They heard the rumbling sounds like so much thunder confined and therefore louder than what would be considered normal, they ducked down as rock and dust and grit trickled and then fell upon them, they moved their legs to gain distance as the ground shook and trembled and bucked beneath their feet\u2026 and then everything went very black as the lanterns fell from their hands, the candles were extinguished and the air filled with suffocating dust, debris and the stench of rotten air.<\/p>\n

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Behind them Joe and Hoss were sprawled upon the water filled ground, the timber had fallen across the width of the hewn out corridor and rocks and boulders mounted around and upon it, sealing in every crevice, \u00a0entombing the two of them \u00a0behind a wall of \u00a0massive devastation.<\/p>\n

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 <\/p>\n

Chapter 40<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The effect of the cave in rumbled horrifically throughout the hewn out tunnels, the ground bucked and some shoring were loosened.\u00a0 The men working on \u00a0the rock face were affected differently according to their locality, those nearest to the calamity had their feet pulled from under them, \u00a0with some debris and dust raining down upon them while elsewhere the vast boom made the men pause to ensure that where they were was still safe.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The emergency whistle that sounded the alarm shrilled out \u00a0the message bringing McGarthy to his feet and Ben rushing to the door to see men as well as women running towards the entrance to the mine.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWhat\u2019s happened?\u201d Ben yelled to a passing miner who could only shake his head and continue running.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The alarm continued to shrill, \u00a0women pulled shawls over their heads in anticipation \u00a0of a long wait in the rain as they whispered to one another to find out whose husband, brother or son was working that shift and what level were they working \u2026 the overseer was hauling on the wire woven rope to bring up the safety cage that would carry up the men and bring news as to what had happened. \u00a0 McGarthy pushed his way through followed by Ben \u00a0but all they could do was stand and wait for the cage to deliver up the men who had been working below the surface.<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n

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The air was stagnant and full of dust and whirling pools of grit that slowly fell upon the men strewn upon the ground. \u00a0 Hancock was the first to open his eyes and for a while he just stayed totally still as though the fact he was still alive was a mystery to be savoured for as long as possible, before someone came to demand that he did something that would require movement. \u00a0 With a groan he pushed himself upright, rubbed his head and peered into the darkness.<\/p>\n

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\u201cTovey?\u00a0 Tovey?\u201d his throat was full of dust, he hawked and spat and hawked some more\u2026 then he groped in his pocket for some matches, found them and struck several \u201cLand sakes!\u201d \u00a0he breathed as he stared into the gloom and then \u00a0hysterically began to scrabble around for a lantern. \u00a0 His fingers found one, half buried beneath rubble, and frantically he pulled it towards him only to find the candle missing and the matches went out.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

A sob rattled in his chest as he pulled out more matches and just as he succeeded in getting some light there came the sound of someone coughing, rocks moving as someone struggled to get to their feet \u00a0\u201cWho\u2019s there?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cIs that you, Hancock?\u201d Candy\u2019s voice floated through the darkness, \u00a0then more coughing, \u00a0\u201cWhere\u2019s Adam Cartwright?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHow\u2019d I know.. I ain\u2019t even sure where I am \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cFind a lantern\u2026get some light\u2026\u201d Candy doubled over as a spasm of coughing caught him and after some moments he saw the glow worm light from several matches in Hancock\u2019s hand.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

They scrabbled around for lanterns and in the course of doing so found a booted foot, \u00a0Candy ran his hands up the leg to the body and then stopped as from the waist up there were only rocks.\u00a0 For a moment his hands froze, \u00a0the thought that it was Adam or Joe or Hoss made his brain seize up, his skull tingled and he felt as though he were going to vomit.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cCandy?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adams voice floated into the darkness and the sheriff rocked on his heels and wiped the moisture from his face, perhaps it was sweat, perhaps not, \u00a0perhaps tears which were more than likely. \u00a0\u201cAdam?\u00a0 You alright?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI think so\u2026how about \u00a0you?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m alright, I\u2019m fine, just fine.\u00a0 Hancock\u2019s here, but \u2026\u201d he stopped, \u00a0\u201cAdam, did you see Joe?\u00a0 Hoss?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Hancock had found a candle and a brave flame flickered in the darkness, he was scrabbling for more lanterns, more candles so didn\u2019t see the look on Adams face at the realisation that Joe and Hoss were not there with them. \u00a0 \u201cWho\u2019s that?\u201d \u00a0Adam asked inching his way across rubble to reach Candy\u2019s side \u201cIs it \u2026it isn\u2019t Joe? Hoss?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo, it\u2019s Tovey.\u00a0 What\u2019s left of him anyway.\u201d \u00a0Hancock muttered \u201cI recognise the boots, he liked fancy foot wear.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Candy thrust a lantern into Adams hand, the candle within it shone a feeble flame but enough for them to see each other, \u00a0\u201cLook, we need to get \u00a0help \u2026 \u201c Candy said quietly, his voice was strained, his chest was too tight and breathing was difficult, he turned to Hancock \u201cAre you hurt at all?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo, \u00a0just some bruises\u2026 \u201c \u00a0Hancock muttered and was about to speak when Adams voice yelled \u201cHOSS. \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0JOE.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The names bounced off the walls but there was just silence, he yelled again holding up the lantern higher in an attempt to spread the light further in the gloom but he only saw a wall of boulders and rock where there had once been no wall, \u00a0Tovey half buried and obviously very dead and the other two men staring in wide eyed horror around them.<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n

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Hoss Cartwright opened his eyes and wondered for a moment if he had gone blind.\u00a0 He lay very still and waited for the noise to subside, the glancing bouncing sound of rocks falling and toppling over one another, dust slithering into cavities, the dripping of water. \u00a0 He lay there and wondered if he were still in one piece and if he moved anything what would happen\u2026so very slowly he began to move his arms, he stretched them as far as he could moving rocks as he did so.\u00a0 He began to bend his legs, just slowly, waiting every so often in case the movement caused more rocks to fall.\u00a0 Finally he was sitting up and that was all he could do for some time, \u00a0just sit and stare into the darkness.<\/p>\n

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The thought that he was alone in the darkness created a panic that welled up inside him so much that he gave a yell, no name, nothing, just a yell, very loud.\u00a0 It echoed but there was no other sound save the slithering of something in the water.<\/p>\n

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He had been afraid of the dark ever since he had been young, \u00a0he remembered how Adam would tell him stories until he fell asleep because of the dark, he closed his eyes now and realised that there was no difference at all between them being closed or open. \u00a0 He had to have light\u2026<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Joe \u00a0didn\u2019t dare to open his eyes, something heavy was resting on one of his arms and he couldn\u2019t move it, his fingers were clenched around a rock.\u00a0 He was lying on his stomach, \u00a0his head turned to the right so he couldn\u2019t see what it was that was resting on his arm. \u00a0 He tried to move his legs and created a small cascade of rubble to topple over itself into some water, the splash sounded too close for comfort.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWho\u2019s there?\u201d Hoss\u2019 voice seemed to boom \u00a0in the darkness \u201cAdam? \u00a0 Joe?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cMe\u2026 It\u2019s me \u2026 Hoss?\u00a0 You there?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYeah, \u00a0I\u2019m here. \u00a0 Whereabouts are you?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cOver here.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWhere\u2019s that?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cOver here, you big lummox\u2026.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Hoss \u00a0stretched his shoulders, moved his head back and forth, heard the crack of small muscles as tension was released.\u00a0 There was no pain which was reassuring as it meant that he was unhurt.\u00a0 He fumbled in his pocket \u201cHold on there, Joe, \u00a0I\u2019ll get us some light.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHurry up, Hoss\u2026\u201d \u00a0the younger man\u2019s voice was fading into a whisper, he opened his eyes, saw the darkness, closed them again.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The rasp of the matches made Joe jump, his nerves were so highly strung now and the noise had seemed overly loud above the sounds that he had listened to since regaining consciousness. \u00a0 He forced his eyes open, his nostrils had the scent of sulphur burning so he attempted to turn his head towards where he anticipated seeing Hoss. \u00a0 \u201cHoss?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cSure, can you see me?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cJust about \u2026 are you alright?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI think so\u2026 how about you?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cPinned down\u2026 rock on my arm\u2026 over here.\u201d \u00a0he tried to move his arm again but there was only pain and he gave a groan \u201cHoss, \u00a0hurry up will ya?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Hoss \u00a0turned, \u00a0felt the sharp edge of a lantern and gratefully set it upright, located the candle inside and put the flame to the wick, then he held the light up \u201cDadgumit, \u00a0Joe \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWhat\u2019s the matter?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cDang it, \u00a0little brother, but we sure are in a mess here \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHoss, just get this rock off me and \u2026 hurry up\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Very very carefully Hoss made his way towards his brothers voice, he lowered the lantern to see his way more clearly and when he saw his brothers face at last he moved faster, as a result he was clumsier and rocks slithered, fell away, \u00a0Joe groaned, sighed and closed his eyes against the dark.<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYou won\u2019t be able to shift that on your own, Adam\u2026 we need help.\u201d Candy placed a hand on Adam\u2019s shoulder, \u201cYou need help, Adam\u2026 you got to have those cuts seen to \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cCandy, \u00a0just shut \u00a0up\u2026shut up and help me or clear out and leave me alone\u2026\u201d \u00a0Adams voice was rasping, \u00a0his breathing was shallow and he was gasping for some air, \u201cLeave me alone.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Candy shook his head and looked over at Hancock who was standing close by holding up the battered lantern so that Adam could see the rocks that he was attempting to move, \u201cHancock, we need more men \u2026 we need help.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Hancock knew that, he\u2019d known that all along but he was just too scared to leave them, \u00a0he looked dumbly at the sheriff \u201cThey\u2019ll come, \u00a0you\u2019ll see, they\u2019ll come soon as they know where we are\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThen go and let them know, don\u2019t just stand there.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cBut there\u2019s just the one lantern.\u201d Hancock whined, \u00a0\u201cI\u2019ll need to take it with me.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cJust go and get help\u2026\u201d Candy yelled but Adam swung round and grabbed at Hancocks arm \u201cYou can\u2019t take the lantern, I need it here, how am I going to move these rocks if I can\u2019t see \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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Candy pulled Adams hand away from Hancocks arm, \u00a0pulled it as kindly as he could, but firmly and gave his friend a slight push away from the other man who seeing his chance turned and scurried away leaving the other two men watching the flickering flame of his candle as it faded further and further from them.<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n

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Ben Cartwright stood in the cage along with the other men, Patrick McGarthy by his side, every one of them tense, anxious to get down into the tunnels as soon as they could, aware that every moment, every second was vitally important.\u00a0 As the cage descended Ben thought over what they had been told, that there had been a cave in, somewhere over 3000 feet beneath the ground, \u00a0in a rarely used tunnel.\u00a0 He recalled how McGarthy had shouted out orders \u2026 men to go back into the cage for the rescue effort, \u00a0someone sent to town to get medical aid, another to the Ophir and other men to the Diamond Jack Mine to beg for medical assistance from them as well. \u00a0 The expensive jacket and vest had been cast to one side and he had strode into the cage alongside Ben with far more conviction and determination than many other mine owners would have done, \u00a0earning grudging respect from the rancher for doing so.<\/p>\n

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Now the cage descended, faster than usual as the men above worked the gears to enable a swifter descent.\u00a0 Lanterns created light, men streamed from the cage as soon as the door had opened, \u00a0tools in hand they hurried along the shafts to where they had been told the cave in had taken place.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

A lone glow from a flickering candle told of the approach of a man fumbling his way towards them\u2026Ben\u2019s heart tightened, \u00a0his longing to see a face, a familiar beloved face\u2026Adam?\u00a0 Joe? \u00a0 Hoss?\u00a0 When the unknown man lurched towards them and pointed behind him, \u00a0croaked out what little he knew to the waiting group Ben felt a weakness to the knees that caused him to stagger at his first step, and when a strong hand gripped his elbow he turned to see McGarthy looking sympathetically at him<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cIt\u2019s alright, Cartwright, we\u2019ll get them out.\u00a0 They\u2019ll be alright, I promise you.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cPromise me?\u201d Ben whispered in a voice that came from a dry mouth, a tight throat, \u201cHow can you promise me that, you\u2019re not God?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

McGarthy said nothing to that but released his hold on Ben\u2019s arm and fell in step with his men, all heading towards where the Cartwright brothers and Candy were each waiting, wondering, if help would ever come.<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Billy Buckley heard the whistle, he recognised it for what it was, a signal that there was trouble in the mine.\u00a0 He wondered if the Cartwrights would be involved, if they had reached the mine yet, \u00a0whether McGarthy would allow them down to see what a mess everything was down there.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

He had made his decision, \u00a0and whether it was right or wrong he still wasn\u2019t sure, but he had slipped out of the camp and ridden away from it with a determination to put as much distance between the mine, the town and Gwen as he possibly could. \u00a0 He rode his horse at a steady loping gait, \u00a0guiding it towards a cabin he had found once some time before, when perhaps the first seeds of doubt were sown in his conscience and he was aware of needing somewhere to hide until he had decided where exactly to go.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

He drew his horse up and turned his head in the direction of the camp, for a moment he wondered whether or not to return, \u00a0to help should help be needed. \u00a0 But conscience was one thing, foolhardiness was quite another and to return would mean setting aside any good intentions of a fresh start in life.\u00a0 He kicked the horse with his heels and it followed its masters lead, the freshening wind lifting its mane and causing Billy to feel a strange exhilaration at the thought of freedom, \u00a0escape and a new life.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

He was savouring such thoughts when he saw the buggy approaching, \u00a0a two seater pulled by one horse, a neat little roan mare who pulled the vehicle along at a steady pace. \u00a0 He was about to turn his horse into the darkness of the woodland close by when he realised the driver of the vehicle, \u00a0the young woman he had met in town, \u00a0who had been called by Clementine Hawkins \u2026 Mary Ann.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Chapter 41<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Just an hour or so earlier and Mary Ann had kissed little Daniel \u2018bye bye\u2019 and left him playing with Hope . \u00a0 Hester had helped Mary Ann carefully pin the latest quilt into \u00a0a sheet so that it wouldn\u2019t get soiled in anyway, and then she and Hannah had waved her away from the house.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Mary Ann \u00a0was more than pleased to have had this opportunity to take the buggy and drive away, Mistral was a loyal little horse and obedient to Mary Ann\u2019s touch on the reins, the day was pleasant for the rain had stopped and Mary Ann felt warm and safe as the buggy jogged along. \u00a0 There was really not very much that worried her just now.\u00a0 The situation with the Ponderosa, the sale and so forth went over her head, it had happened a while back and she was confident that everything would \u00a0be \u2018all right\u2019. \u00a0 Her faith in Ben, Joe and his brothers was so strong that she wasn\u2019t even worried about the fact that they were all going to go down that mine, \u00a0something that Hester had said earlier that morning \u2018worried her to death\u2019 but which Mary Ann had sympathised about but then dismissed from her mind.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

It was not that she was empty headed, feckless or silly.\u00a0 Mary Ann was a very intelligent woman, \u00a0her passion was her family and music, \u00a0but above all else was her all consuming love for Joe. \u00a0 Her complete trust and confidence in him was such that when he said, as he had that very morning as he kissed her goodbye, \u201cNow, sweetheart, don\u2019t you worry about a thing, I\u2019ll see you later.,\u201d \u00a0that\u2019s just what she did, she switched off worrying and stayed focussed on what had to be done in the house, with Daniel and with this quilt.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Hester always thought that being brought up in such a good solid middle class background in Pennsylvania had given Mary Ann such an optimistic out look on life that most things went \u2018over her head\u2019 but there she was wrong for Mary Ann had suffered a considerable deal since leaving her comfortable home along with her brother all those years ago.\u00a0 Her brother had been murdered in an Indian raid, she had endured the horror of considering herself next to be so brutalised; she had been with them when members of the Tong had nearly killed Hoss, \u00a0and dragged Adam from home; \u00a0she had feared the loss of her dear husband to another woman \u2026 yes, she had suffered and if optimism had given her a veneer of blithe ignorance so be it.\u00a0 Her faith in her husband was not going to be swayed by some paltry business of a mine that was shambolic and a business or property deal that happened years ago.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

So it was that she bounced along in the buggy with the strains of Greigs Piano Concerto in Minor, Opus 54, trickling through her head causing her to hum the music as Mistral trotted onwards along the track that led to the home of Luke and Marcy Phillips.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

When the whistle sounded, so shrilly, so suddenly, it caught her off guard totally, \u00a0birds soared skywards from the trees calling out their protests, a great gust of wings and little bodies in a cloud across the path of the buggy.\u00a0 The penetratingly piercing sound of the whistle, the birds, Mary Ann loosening her \u00a0hold on the reins, all had its effect on the poor horse who suddenly lowered her head and plunged forwards not at a steady pace but at a wild gallop, heedless of anything in her path, only aware that she wanted to get away, \u00a0put distance between herself, the birds, the sounds, the buggy, anything and everything\u2026<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

It was useless for Mary Ann to pull at the reins, \u00a0Mistral had the bit between her teeth now and the young woman had no control but \u00a0pulled and yanked and called out to the horse to stop. \u00a0 Mary Ann didn\u2019t see the horseman leave the shelter of the trees in pursuit of the buggy, she was heedless of anything other than to try and stop the horse crashing into a tree, or down a gully.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The buggy swayed, lurched and bounced over obstacles that the wheels encountered and which the horse seemed totally unaware of\u2026 its mad dash trailed the vehicle behind it until finally it was spun across the road, hit a rock and shuddered momentarily before falling to its side spilling the young woman out and into the under growth.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Billy Buckley drew the horse to a stop and flung himself from the saddle, running to the woman and fearing the very worst. \u00a0 Whether he stopped to think about another woman he had seen flung from \u00a0a smashed wagon only he would know, \u00a0but at that moment all he could think about was Mary Ann whom he had seen flung from the buggy and to the ground, her skirts swirling about her and her long hair unravelling to scatter over her face and shoulders upon the ground.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Now he had reached her and very gently approached her, falling to his knees as he came to her side and carefully, very tenderly, turned her onto her back.\u00a0 One hand brushed aside the long hair, while he supported her with his other arm. \u00a0 He looked at her long and hard for a moment or two, \u00a0glad in one way that he had been there to rescue her, \u00a0terrified that his rescue had been too late, and that she had died, died there in his arms.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

He pulled a glove from one hand and touched her throat, the fluttering of a pulse assured him that she was still alive. \u00a0 Then he noticed the gentle rise and fall of her chest, the flutter of her eyelashes\u2026 only her stillness frightened him into the awareness that death could be very close by.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

He had had plans of where to go, \u00a0to hide away and lie low for a while, where better to go than there now, to take her and help her to recover. \u00a0 He brushed away damp dead leaves that clung to her clothing, to her hair and very gently lifted her up into his arms. \u00a0 Without another thought he made his way to his horse, \u00a0she would live, she would be safe, he would make sure of that fact and that she would knew who her saviour had been.<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026..<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The water level was rising, not quite as fast as it had originally been doing, \u00a0for which Hoss and Joe were more than grateful. \u00a0 Hoss had found that the rock that had appeared to be crushing Joe\u2019s arm was actually precariously balanced upon some spar of wood that lay at an angle across the limb and was actually bearing the main weight, once he had heaved it away, \u00a0the piece of timber removed, then Joe was free from that particular restraint.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

But not free entirely for the timber also lay across his legs and at such an angle that his feet were submerged in the water. \u00a0 He could feel Hoss moving about, aware of things moving from around him, but mostly he was conscious of the pain in his arm and the numbness of his legs.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHoss?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYeah?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cCan you see where we are?\u00a0 I mean \u2026just how bad is it?\u00a0 Can you see Adam or Candy?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo, can\u2019t see a danged thing.\u00a0 Let me deal with this first, will ya?\u00a0 I want to get this timber off\u2019n your legs.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHoss, \u00a0do you think they know we\u2019re here?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cSure they do.\u00a0 They\u2019ll be getting men here to dig us out ..bet they\u2019re doing that right now, this minute.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Joe \u00a0said nothing to that\u2026he could hear his \u00a0brothers movements creating sloshing noises from the water.\u00a0 He wondered if there were rats in there, or worst still, snakes.\u00a0 He mentioned the fact to Hoss who ignored him as he groped in the water feeling for the rocks and the end of the timber so that he could lift them from his brothers legs.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Rocks cluttered down and splashed into the water, there was the slither of grit and dust, \u00a0Hoss stood very still his hand rested gently upon Joe\u2019s shoulder, it seemed to him that both he and Joe had stopped breathing until the rocks stopped falling.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHoss?\u00a0 It\u2019s getting really bad in here\u2026.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYou don\u2019t have to tell me that, little brother, I can smell it myself.\u201d Hoss wrinkled his nose and rubbed his hand across his brow. \u00a0\u201cI found the edge now, soon as I lift it up you move away, don\u2019t waste time, Joe\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cGo ahead, Hoss\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Hoss ducked down, braced himself, heaved\u2026 \u201cMove, Joe\u2026move now\u2026.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Joe wasn\u2019t sure which way he was to move but he turned his body aside, brought over his legs and when a loud splash indicated that Hoss had dropped the timber back down, \u00a0Joe was relieved to know that his legs weren\u2019t going to be crushed beneath it.<\/p>\n

As he lay there he could feel Hoss hands very gently, but urgently, moving up and down his limbs, he waited for the pain, but there was nothing, he waited for Hoss to speak but again, there was nothing.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHoss?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cIt\u2019s alright, Joe, I\u2019m just trying to work out what to do next \u2026\u201d \u00a0 Hoss murmured, \u201cHow are \u00a0you feeling?\u00a0 You able to get on your feet?\u00a0 How\u2019s your arm?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Joe \u00a0struggled to sit up, his arm hurt, it hurt badly and he clenched his lips in between his teeth in order to not groan or give Hoss any reason for concern.\u00a0 He hugged his arm against his chest with his other hand and struggled to his feet.\u00a0 His knees wobbled, he felt sick, terribly sick\u2026 \u201cI\u2019m going to throw up, Hoss..\u201d he groaned<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYeah, I know the feeling\u2026\u201d Hoss replied and reached out with his hands to touch the wall of rock that confronted him, \u00a0the feeble light of the lamp flickered as he moved it up and down, from side to side \u2026he shook his head \u2026 \u201cJoe, I don\u2019t reckon on us getting out of here any time soon.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The words didn\u2019t seem to make much sense at first, then Joe realised what Hoss meant, \u00a0he spat into the water and made his way to Hoss\u2019 side, reached out with his good hand to touch the rocks, then looked at Hoss\u2026 in the flickered shadows the candle flame created he saw his brothers face slick with perspiration, \u00a0streaked with dirt and dust, something black and shining seemed to be slithering down one side of his face, \u00a0he blinked \u201cYou\u2019re hurt, Hoss?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cJest a scratch, it\u2019s nothing.\u00a0 We got to get out of here, this airs no good\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWhat about Adam? Candy?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThey were ahead of us \u2026\u201d Hoss muttered, \u201cThey ain\u2019t here with us.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Joe nodded.\u00a0 He stared at the rocks, stared hard and thought how that could mean they were alright, they had gone far enough ahead to be safe \u00a0 or \u00a0 \u00a0perhaps not, perhaps beneath this mass of rocks and boulders lay the bodies of \u00a0their brother, their best friend. \u00a0 He bowed his head and his brow touched the cold wet stone, \u00a0he felt too weak to care, \u00a0too weary and in too much pain to do anything but just stand there, and wait.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026..<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Ben\u2019s hand reached out and touched his sons back, gently enough but firmly, so that Adam turned his head, saw his father and after registering his nearness was able to recommence the task of removing the boulders. \u00a0\u201cHoss and Joe ..behind here \u2026 water levels rising, \u00a0air\u2019s stale\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Ben nodded as his son\u2019s voice jerked out the words, \u00a0\u201cWe\u2019ve plenty of men, they know what they\u2019re doing.\u00a0 Let\u2019s get back and leave them to do it\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam shook his head \u201cNo, \u00a0it\u2019s my fault they\u2019re there, I need to do this, I need to stay and help.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Ben glanced at Candy, then at Adam, \u201cVery well, we\u2019ll all stay right here.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

McGarthy pushed his way through the crowd of men \u00a0who were now carefully and efficiently attacking the barrier to the two men trapped behind it, he came up close to Adam, \u00a0his face just inches away \u201cWell, what happened?\u00a0 Some engineer you are \u2026 there was no need to bring \u00a0anyone along this shaft, you led them into a dangerous situation. You realise this is all your fault?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam drew in his breath, he bowed his head and was about to speak when Candy spoke for him \u201cThe fault is yours, McGarthy.\u00a0 I\u2019m no engineer, but even I could see how poorly protected the men would have been if they were working here, \u00a0we didn\u2019t linger around, just long enough \u2026\u201d he paused and looked at Ben \u201cIt wasn\u2019t Adams fault.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cIt was, \u201c Adam replied, \u201cIt was. \u00a0 I could see how bad the timber was here, \u00a0every one rotted due to the amount of water \u2026McGarthy, why didn\u2019t you get the pumps here?\u00a0 You must have known how these shafts were getting flooded out?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019ve never \u00a0been down this far before\u201d McGarthy admitted, \u201cThis old shaft was never used \u2026 I never thought anyone would come this way \u2026 but you, you had to come, interfering, poking about, and now this\u2026 you got yourself to blame for any man injured, or killed here, you realise that, don\u2019t you?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

For a long moment Adam stared into the man\u2019s pale cold eyes and then he nodded \u201cI know.\u201d \u00a0 he looked at his father, then quickly looked away \u201cI know that\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

McGarthy gave a grunt, a self satisfied snort as though of contempt, he looked at Ben and nodded \u201cYou heard that, didn\u2019t you?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

But Ben turned away, he had two sons trapped behind a wall of rocks, he didn\u2019t want to waste time with a man still trying to duck out of the responsibility of what had happened along with one who was all too quick to accept culpability for it all.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Chapter 42<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

McGarthy had not moved far from the mine entrance when he heard someone calling out after him with such insistence that, whether he wanted to or not, he had to stop to find out who it was, \u00a0only to find that it was Daniel deQuille.\u00a0 He rolled his eyes rather and shook his head impatiently \u201cYou\u2019re like a bad penny, turning up like this \u2026it\u2019s a bad time, deQuille.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cOf course it is, \u201c \u00a0Daniel smiled disarmingly, \u201cBut what other time do you expect a good journalist to turn up? \u00a0 So?\u00a0 What\u2019s happened?\u00a0 Who\u2019s down there?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cFor heavens sake, deQuille, you can ask a hundred people those questions, why ask me?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cBecause you are the man responsible for the happenings in this mine. Sure I could ask anyone else but I want your story first\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI haven\u2019t got a story.\u201d McGarthy grunted and turned to move away then paused as a thought slipped into his mind , \u201cWell, perhaps I have \u2026 let me tell you this for a start, I intend to sue the Cartwrights for every last dime they have for what they have done down there. \u00a0 Some how or other they have caused the worst cave in this mine has ever experienced, lives will be lost there is no doubt about that, \u00a0the air down there is terrible, \u00a0hardly possible to breathe.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAre you saying the Cartwrights are responsible for this cave in?\u201d Dan\u2019s brow furrowed, he glanced over his shoulder to observe again the number of men streaming forwards to offer their services \u201cIs it very severe?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWorst possible.\u201d McGarthy said and gestured with one hand towards the mine \u201cFully operational this morning, then Adam Cartwright comes – claims to be an engineer – huh – takes a group of men down to an area that hasn\u2019t been worked in years, \u00a0and the next thing you know, \u00a0the cave collapses \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cPerhaps it was more due to lack of proper shoring.\u201d Dan murmured with his pen poised over his notepad to mark down McGarthy\u2019s response.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThere was nothing wrong with the timber works in that region of the mine.\u201d Patrick asserted, and then clamped his mouth shut and hurried away back to his office, the door slammed loudly in Dan\u2019s face.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYou won\u2019t get the truth out of him,\u201d a woman jeered as she tossed her head in the direction of the office, \u201cPointless expecting anything but lies from him.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Another woman stopped to looked at Dan, her eyes slanted towards the office and she shrugged \u201cHuh, doesn\u2019t stir a muscle when the men get trapped inside there, but today has to be different don\u2019t it? \u00a0 Cartwrights and the law come down, so he has to rush to the rescue\u2026much good it will do them, or him.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The other woman laughed, it was more of a dry cackle than a humorous laugh, \u201cWell, he didn\u2019t stay down there overlong, did he? Can\u2019t see anyone getting rescued in that short a time.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cDo you get many cave ins like this ?\u201d \u00a0Dan asked but the women huddled close now and rushed off, doubtless fearing they had already said too much.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

For a moment Daniel stood looking about him and then realised that if he wanted to know \u2018the truth\u2019 as the women called it, then he should go where the men were, especially where the Cartwrights were to be located. \u00a0 Not so long ago in writing his book Daniel had described the Philip Deidshiemer square set method of shoring timbers in the mines, he had even drawn a diagram in the book for all to see\u2026 now was his chance to see how effective, or not, such a system really was when it came to situations such as this one.<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Joseph Cartwright was too weary and in too much pain to offer any help to his brother who was attempting to clear away the boulders claiming as he did so that he had to do something, he didn\u2019t want to die like a rat trapped with no way out.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

He was right, of course.\u00a0 Joe knew it, but was too exhausted to attempt more than he already had achieved, \u00a0he had sunk lower and lower until now he was sprawled across some rocks, half submerged in water, \u00a0feeling the agony of his broken arm like waves billowing up and ebbing away, proof he was convinced that he was still alive.\u00a0 When the pain stopped, it would be because he was dead.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Hoss wiped perspiration from his brow, from his face, it dripped from his chin and his shirt was in tattered wet remnants hanging from his arms, \u201cJoe, you can\u2019t just stop, that\u2019s like giving in.\u00a0 You got to fight, brother, you got to remember all the things you have to live for \u2026think about that huh?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Think about \u2026Mary Ann, Joe closed his eyes, Mary Ann \u2026 beautiful Mary Ann. \u00a0\u201cI love Mary Ann.\u201d he whispered<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cShucks, sure you do.\u00a0 She loves you too, wouldn\u2019t want you to be wallowing in self pity and not doing nothing to git outa here.\u201d \u00a0 he dropped a boulder, \u00a0it crashed down spraying Hoss with water as it did so.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHoss, \u00a0I can barely breathe the air is so foul now\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI knows that but – but gotta keep trying, Joe.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Joe nodded but he kept his eyes shut, it made no difference open or closed, it was dark anyway. \u00a0 He heaved in a deep breath, \u00a0then another\u2026 the rancid taste of the air seized tight in his chest, he coughed and coughed harder \u2026 \u00a0he had told Mary Ann everything was alright, he would be home later for supper, nothing to worry about just going for a ride with Adam and Hoss and Pa\u2026.and he had swung Daniel in the air and hugged him tight.\u00a0 It was all going to be alright.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Another boulder splashed down into the water \u201cIt\u2019s getting higher.\u201d \u00a0Joe muttered<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYeah, \u00a0reckon so\u2026if the air don\u2019t get us, then the water will no doubt.\u201d Hoss wiped his face with both hands and realised they were sore, \u00a0and some of the moisture he had wiped away wasn\u2019t just sweat.\u00a0 He bowed his head so that his brow touched the nearest rock, \u00a0and struggled to catch his breath \u201cThere must be another way out. Dang it, I ain\u2019t gonna die in here jest to make McGarthy happy.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Joe pushed himself upright as though the idea of another way out had some appeal in it, \u00a0well, yes, it had more than just some appeal, it would have been a miracle but one so very much appreciated. \u00a0 He struggled to his feet, and lurched over to Hoss \u201cDo you think there could be another way out of this?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Hoss flexed his shoulders, his arms, his neck, making weary muscles crack as he did so.\u00a0 Once again he wiped his face free from perspiration \u201cShucks, I don\u2019t know, Joe.\u00a0 There ain\u2019t no way of seeing is there?\u201d \u00a0he scowled over at the one flickering stub of a candle that still remained, \u201cI guess we just got to wait\u2026 here, pick up a rock and start banging against these here rocks, \u00a0if Adam and Candy can hear that we are still here they\u2019ll keep on trying to dig us out.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Joe \u00a0picked \u00a0up a rock, the effort of doing so nearly toppled him over and he staggered a little under the weight although really it was the size he would have managed easily enough in different circumstances. \u00a0 He thought of Mary Ann, of Daniel, and summoned all his strength to bring the rock against the barrier, there was a dull thud, and he groaned within himself.\u00a0 Such a sound would not raise an eyebrow anywhere, it was barely audible. \u00a0 He tried again, and again, and once he had got into some kind of consistency about the action it became much easier and the sound became louder and louder.<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Ben Cartwright put his hand upon Adam\u2019s arm and raised a warning hand \u201cDid you hear anything?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Candy yelled for silence and every man there just stopped what they were doing to listen, but all that could be heard was the slithering of the rocks and dust into the water, \u00a0and the sloshing sounds of feet moving back and forth.\u00a0 Ben sighed and shook his head \u201cWishful thinking, I guess.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam said nothing, his mouth was too dry to speak now and all he wanted to do was to carry on moving the rocks away so that eventually he would see Joe or Hoss grinning up at him.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Candy was working alongside Adam, the two men saying nothing but never stopping as the men around them used their tools to good use in trying to break down the wall of rocks that may well have buried both Cartwrights beneath it.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Daniel deQuille pulled at his cravat in order to loosen it, \u00a0the journey down in the cage was bad enough but having arrived at the destination the heat nearly knocked him over, it certainly caused him to stumble back a pace or two.\u00a0 He followed the men he had accompanied down in the cage and looked around for evidence of the square sets that the mines had been using throughout the area, but he saw nary a one.<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n

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The shrill blast of the alarm whistle still shrieked through the air all the way to town, and the townsfolk paused in what they were doing to listen, \u00a0some stayed silent and still for a while in order to offer up a prayer for the ones that were hurt or families who may have lost a dear one in death as a result of whatever had happened. Others stayed to wonder how many losses this time and continued on their way.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

In the school room \u00a0some of the children raised their heads like so many hound dogs getting the scent and snuffing the air, they looked at Lucy Brandon as though she would understand that they couldn\u2019t stay to hear about the fall of Rome but had to go \u2026 just in case\u2026because in the mines life was fragile, \u00a0there was never any one willing to guarantee surviving a week or a even a day when working on the rock face down a mine in Virginia City.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cMiss?\u201d \u00a0 \u201cMiss, I gotta go\u2026\u201d \u00a0\u201cMiss\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The scuffle of so many boots as the children of the miners scrambled from their desks, grabbed for their belongings on the way out\u2026 Reuben watched them go and felt his insides turning over and over, he looked around at Sofia who was staring at the retreating figures of fellow pupils and wondering what to do .<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cMiss?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Miss Brandon looked around and there was Reuben Cartwright standing with his hand in the air \u201cMiss, I got to go as well.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cGo?\u201d she paused and shook her head \u201cSit down, Reuben.\u00a0 Your father isn\u2019t a miner, and won\u2019t be involved, sit down and pay attention.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cBut he could be, he could be involved.\u201d Reuben pleaded and looked over at the windows where the other children were running as fast as their legs could carry them. It didn\u2019t seem to matter to them that it would take hours before getting home, that whatever evil had happened to their family, would be hours past.\u00a0 They ran because instinct and fear and love compelled them to be doing something other than sitting idle at a school desk.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cPlease miss?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Sofia stood up \u201cPlease, Miss, my daddy may be hurting in the mine \u2018cos he was going to be down one of \u2018em today and mommy was sad and please can we go and see if he is alright.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Lucy Brandon shook her head, half her class had gone, she rapped on the desk with her ruler \u201cSit down, all of you\u2026 \u00a0 that\u2019s enough disruption. Reuben, Sofia, \u00a0I\u2019m surprised at \u00a0you both your father would want you to remain here and to be calm.\u201d \u00a0she frowned and glanced out of the window, \u00a0by the time she had returned to look at her students Reuben and Sofia were already closing the class room door behind them.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Hand in hand the two children ran from the building, across the school yard and into the town. \u00a0 Sofia was soon panting and puffing, her legs were not as long as Reubens and she wasn\u2019t so used to running as he, but she kept up as long as she could, pulled along by his hand tightly clasping her own.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cReuben, \u00a0where are we going?\u201d she puffed and slowly ground to a halt, her breath coming and going in huge panting gasps<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cDr Martins, he\u2019ll be going to the mines, I heard him telling Pa once that he always went there when the alarm went off.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHe\u2019ll maybe have gone already.\u201d the little girl said, trying very hard to recover her breath so that they could continue to run to Dr Martins.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Reuben nodded \u201cBridie will know where he is, she\u2019ll know what to do\u2026come on, \u00a0Sofia, don\u2019t be such a slow coach.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She grabbed his hand and held it tightly, \u00a0and instantly they were running again, as fast as they could go, hindered by Sofia\u2019s short legs and frilly pantaloons and skirts, but on they went until finally they reached the Martins house.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

When the door opened Sofia practically fell inside for she had been leaning against the doorframe for support, \u00a0thankfully Mrs Trevelyn proved to be quite adept at catching little girls and once she had been straightened back up the house keeper surveyed them both severely \u201cShouldn\u2019t you both be at school?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWhere\u2019s Dr Martin?\u00a0 It\u2019s urgent?\u201d \u00a0 Reuben gasped, \u201cPlease, is he here?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Tilly shook her head \u201cNo, my dear, he isn\u2019t, \u00a0he\u2019s been gone out on calls all day.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAt the mines?\u201d Reuben asked, his eyes as round as owls but Tilly shook her head,<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo, \u00a0dearie, not at the mines, at the homesteads.\u201d \u00a0she closed the door after pulling them further into the house \u201cCome in and catch your breaths while I get Mrs Martin.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

But even as she turned Bridie was already striding along to find them, her face concerned as though she knew why they were here, as though the alarm whistle had meant something important to her as well. \u00a0 \u201cWhere\u2019s your Pa? \u201c \u00a0she asked in that firm warm voice of hers and Reuben told her in short gasps and how afraid for him they both were. \u00a0 \u201cRightly so,\u201d Bridie said and then turned to Tilly \u201cKeep an eye on Mrs O\u2019Connell, \u00a0while I take care of this matter.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

MrsTreveleyn would have loved to have been involved in \u2019this matter\u2019 rather than care for the demands of a poor widow due to give birth but she stepped aside to let Bridie and the children leave the house, closing the door with a slam behind them.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Chapter 43<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The Bucksburn Miners were arriving in shifts so that there was a never ending stream of men plying their tools, their strength and determination upon the rocks, these were passed along lines of men so that they were deposited safely away and the danger of building new barriers that would prevent a swift exit was neatly resolved.\u00a0 Ben and Adam were exhausted as was Candy, all three men had reached the stage where their muscles were cramped \u00a0and their limbs shaking from having been pushed to the extremes of their strength.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Ben was the first to crumple, he didn\u2019t even have the power left in his legs to walk away, \u00a0he just slowly sunk down upon the nearest rock, buried his face in his hands and tried to breathe as calmly as possible, \u00a0which was difficult anyway due to the foul air.\u00a0 He had already tied a bandana around his lower face to prevent dust being inhaled but now he pulled that away to wipe the sweat from his face, after which he just remained there, heaving in deep \u00a0breaths and willing himself to get back to share the work with the other men.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Daniel had held back but now his pencil scribbled down words, sketched in the shape of men and rock and filth.\u00a0 If nothing else he was determined that there would be at least one impartial witness to testify to what was going on \u00a0in that mine.\u00a0 As his sharp eyes looked \u00a0around him it was quite clear to see from all the lanterns available there, that there were no square sets, no sturdy timbers to support the roof or prevent the walls from caving in \u2026 and no decent pumping system to clear away the water that seeped sludgily underfoot making the \u00a0area in which the men worked slippery and more dangerous by the minute.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adams injured leg was beginning to buckle, \u00a0his heart beats were becoming echoes thumping in his ear drums, \u00a0he knew that if he didn\u2019t stop voluntarily then he would collapse in an ignominious heap and even as he thought it his hand, slick with sweat, slid across the jagged edge of a rock and was torn across.\u00a0 Candy gripped him by the wrist \u201cGet out of here, Adam, get that seen too..\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo \u2026I \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cGet it seen to, ,Adam.\u00a0 You can\u2019t do any more here.\u201d \u00a0Candy hissed, and then straightened his back \u201cThere\u2019s not much any of us can do any more.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam stepped back, he turned to look at Candy as though he couldn\u2019t believe what he had heard, \u201cWhat are you talking about?\u00a0 We can\u2019t leave here?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Candy was about to speak when a thin Chinese stepped forward, \u00a0nodding and gesturing and in garbled English entreated them to follow him.\u00a0 The two men looked hastily at one another, hope in their eyes and unable to speak a word in case emotion robbed them of breath, but they followed the other man with a sudden unexpected burst of energy that could only have sprung from renewed hope.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHere\u2026\u201d the Chinese miner pointed and there it was, a cleft in the wall big enough for a man to crawl through. \u00a0 Several men were very carefully removing rocks and boulders and shards of stone, very gently carrying them away in order to widen the gap without there being any fear of anything collapsing upon the person moving through to the other side.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam leaned into the darkness, forcing his eyes to see into shadows \u2026 \u201cHOSS \u00a0\u2026. JOE\u201d \u00a0his voice trickled and bounced off the rocks \u00a0\u201cHOSS \u00a0\u2026 JOE\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Ben was on his feet pushing his way towards where his son was leaning against the boulders, \u00a0waiting to hear some response but there was nothing but the dripping of water down the walls, sliding off into the puddling mass at their feet.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Dan deQuille put his pencil away and folded over the notebook which he slipped into his pocket. \u00a0 Sometimes even he knew when he was being too intrusive on others grief.<\/p>\n

The men working around the aperture continued silently moving away rocks, and slowly the gap widened enough for Adam to slide through, \u00a0he turned to take the lantern from someone\u2019s hand and then moved further into the area where his brothers had been trapped.\u00a0 He held the lantern high, someone had struck two candles within it and they fluttered casting shadows as he swung it from right to left, back and forth.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

As he stepped further into what appeared to be little more than a large gap between \u00a0the solid rock face that was the back end of the shaft and the barrier created by the cave in, his feet slipped against the rocks submerged in the water and he found himself nearly waist deep in the cold seepage but once he had steadied his footing he again held the lantern higher and called his brothers names \u2026 \u00a0it seemed to take some while \u00a0before he heard a sound, a voice from beyond the ring of light the lantern created.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

For just a second or two he froze, unable to move another step, afraid he had mistaken the sound for something other than Hoss\u2019 voice but then it came again and this time he pushed himself forward the lantern held at arms length before him and with relief saw Hoss, supporting his little brother, \u00a0leaning against the hollowed out walls<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cDadgumit, Adam\u2026\u201d Hoss\u2019 voice wobbled, if there was a sob hidden away within the words no one was going to comment on it, \u00a0no one would have cared \u201cJoe\u2019s passed out, \u00a0I got him before he went under the water\u2026been standing here so long \u2026 got no feeling left in my arms.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

More light as more men made their way through the gap, the water began to eddy back and forth creating little waves as men waded through to reach them. \u00a0 Candy was there, and several of the miners all eager to lend a hand, to pull Joe into other arms and carry him through to safety. \u00a0 Hoss practically slithered down the wall, prevented from falling face down into the water by Adam and Candy grabbing at his arms \u00a0\u201cShucks,\u201d he muttered, \u201cMy legs ain\u2019t got no more strength left in \u2018em.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Bridie stopped the horse and sat very still on the leather padded seats of the buggy, the reins limp in her hands. \u00a0 Reuben and Sofia sat on either side of her, wide eyed and open mouthed as they saw the crowd of people milling around near the mine entrance.\u00a0 Men, women and some smaller children stood some ways apart watching while other men were coming out and even more were going into the mine.\u00a0 It was just the thought of the women with children that had encouraged Bridie to bring the two children along with her, \u00a0knowing that other children would be exposed to whatever had happened gave her adequate excuse to bring the boy and girl along with her even if whatever had happened would involve their father.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWait here.\u201d she said suddenly, so suddenly in fact that Reuben jumped, and looked at her with wide startled eyes \u201cJust do as you\u2019re told, stay here and don\u2019t move.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Sofia looked at her brother and as Bridie stepped down from the buggy she slid across the seat and sat closer to \u00a0him, reaching out for his hand \u201cIt\u2019s noisy here, Boo\u2026\u201d she whispered \u201cIt makes my ears hurt right down to my toes.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cP\u2019raps Pa ain\u2019t here, Sofia.\u00a0 Maybe he\u2019s home with Grandpa.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHe said he would be here, he said so to Mommy and she said Uncle Joe and Uncle Hoss would be here too.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cShush\u2026look, \u00a0there\u2019s Mr deQuille.\u201d \u00a0 Reuben pointed to where Daniel was striding out through the crowd, \u00a0looking around and then gesturing to several men who came forward immediately to set up camera equipment.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWhat\u2019s he doing?\u201d Sofia queried, her smooth brow now furrowed in puzzlement<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI think they\u2019re going to take pictures with that box thing.\u00a0 I remember Uncle Joe saying he was going to get one.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWhat does it do?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI jest said\u2026it takes pictures\u2026now\u2026be quiet.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Sitting very still now, hand in hand, they watched as Bridie made her way towards a group of women and children, \u00a0they could see from her face that whatever she had asked of them was answered in a way she would have preferred not to have heard for her eyes widened and her mouth opened, \u00a0she glanced anxiously over at the buggy and then back to the mine where people were still coming back and forth, and then she began to make her way back up towards them.\u00a0 The vehicle lurched slightly to one side as she got back into it and settled into the seat, with a determined look on her face she picked up the reins and slapped them down on the horses rump so that it moved immediately \u201cRight, children, I\u2019m going to take you home.\u00a0 Sit very still now\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cBut \u2026home\u2026but \u2026\u201d Reuben protested and looked over his shoulder as the mine began to disappear from view<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo but\u2019s, Reuben, and Sofia don\u2019t fidget.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cIs \u2026 is my daddy in that mine?\u201d Sofia\u2019s voice was a squeak, and when Bridie looked down ar the little girl she saw big blue eyes blurred with tears \u201cIs he, Bridie?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She firmed her lips and stared ahead at the track, all she could think of was that Olivia and Hester and Mary Ann needed to know where their men were and the situation in which they were placed. \u00a0 She shook her head, raised a hand to wipe her eyes and continued to get the horse moving at a good steady pace towards the Ponderosa.<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026..<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The cabin was clean.\u00a0 When Billy had found it some days back along it was full of cobwebs and dust, \u00a0but he had enjoyed cleaning it and planning on how he would be able to hide away there.\u00a0 He had brought some food along \u00a0another day, \u00a0and coffee.. In fact he had provided very well for himself and was now more than grateful that he had located what appeared now to be a God send.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

He carried the unconscious woman through the door and carefully lowered her down upon the bed.\u00a0 It had really been little trouble to have caught up with Mistral and to have straightened the buggy so that he was able to \u00a0settle Mary Ann upon the bench seat and bring her safely to this out of the way cabin.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Once she was settled on the bed he went out to see to the horses, and vehicle.\u00a0 Logic told him he needed to conceal them from anyone who may have thought to come that way, \u00a0and once he had done that he returned to where she was and carefully closed the door behind him.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Sunlight, feeble though it was, struggled through the wide gaps in the wood of the door, sending dust motes dancing within the shards of brightness. \u00a0 He carefully worked the handle of the sluice to get water into a pail and then brought it to the bedside where, once he was seated, he was able to wipe away the blood from her face. \u00a0 The wound was from her scalp, and he was relieved to \u00a0notice that there was no injury to her pretty face once he had wiped away the blood.\u00a0 Her eyes fluttered as the cold water touched her skin, \u00a0and her lips moved as though she were about to say something but then she was still.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Billy looked at her intently, \u00a0he thought of her name, Mary Ann, and decided that it suited her, it was young and innocent sounding.\u00a0 He carefully removed her bonnet so that he could check how far and how deep the injury was, and very gently began to sponge it clean.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She stirred, raised a hand as though to try and stop him, then let her arm drop back upon her side. \u00a0 Her eyes opened and looked up at him with a totally blank look in them, as though she saw nothing \u2026she sighed then and closed her eyes as though she had seen nothing that could impel her to remain awake.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Chapter 44<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The murmur of voices grew louder as men began to emerge from the mine, bedraggled and exhausted for each man who had spent time attempting to free Hoss and Joe were men who had breathed in the poisonous air, worked in the fearsome heat, toiled hard and long and therefore suffered as a result. \u00a0 They came some in a state of near collapse and others strong enough to support them.\u00a0 Faces grimed and blackened with the filth and dirt but with runnels where the sweat had streaked their faces, clothes torn and dirty, hands grazed and blistered, and in some cases, torn and cut.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Hoss \u00a0was the first of the Cartwrights to \u00a0be brought out on a makeshift stretcher carried by some of the more able men who had been waiting to go down in the cage for a shift, Daniel de Quille made sure he had a picture taken immediately, the flare from \u00a0the flash causing the men to blink like owls even though it was still daylight when they stepped from the mine\u2019s entrance.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Ben came next supporting Joe who looked about him like a man lost and struggling to remember what it was he was looking for, his right arm dangled loose at his side.\u00a0 The fact that Ben looked as though the weight of his son was going to topple them both over caused several men to rush across to help, and for once Ben was not too proud to allow others to bear the burden for he was almost spent of his energies now.\u00a0 He paused, wiped his face from sweat, and tears, and looked behind him for his eldest son whom he knew to be close by.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

It took some moments for Adam to \u00a0reach his father\u2019s side. \u00a0 He had stepped out into the daylight and looked around him, and then felt sick, \u00a0so much so that he had had to lean against the rock face in order to gather himself together. \u00a0 Relief, yes, that certainly was partly to blame, \u00a0relief that his brothers and father were safe, and shock too, \u00a0that everything had happened so quickly, that life could have been snatched from those whom he loved so rapidly, had once again been impressed upon him.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

He also felt the burden of a personal guilt, \u00a0after all his coming to the mine was a matter between himself and Candy, \u00a0but his \u00a0brothers had chosen, along with Ben, to accompany them. \u00a0 Their choice perhaps, but even so, Adam felt the responsibility and took it to heart.\u00a0 He was wiping his face on a very limp bedraggled bandana when Candy limped over to join him \u00a0 \u201cWell, Adam?\u201d \u00a0 \u00a0he didn\u2019t say anything else, he didn\u2019t really know what to say, but stared into the other mans eyes and then looked away.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAlright, Candy?\u201d Adam murmured and pushed himself away from the rocks and slowly \u00a0walked to where his father was waiting, \u201cYou weren\u2019t hurt at all?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cExhausted.\u201d came the reply, and Candy brushed his sleeve across his brow, \u201cBattered and bruised like most \u2026 how\u2019s your hand?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam glanced down at it, \u00a0shook his head, \u00a0then shrugged.\u00a0 The leg he had injured some years ago \u00a0when serving \u00a0in the China Seas pained him, \u00a0and it felt heavy and weak as though at any time it would let him down and buckle from under him.\u00a0 He shook his head as though to shake thoughts of such a thing happening out of his mind.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

They didn\u2019t speak again until they were in the cabin where \u00a0Doctor Schofield and another doctor from the Pyramid Mine were in attendance with some \u00a0medical staff, and when they did speak it was merely to answer the questions the doctors posed to them. \u00a0 Joe\u2019s arm was broken, but a clean break thankfully. \u00a0 He was shocked, dehydrated and suffering heat exhaustion, it was Timothy Schofield\u2019s opinion that he had come off lightly but Joe made no comment about that except to wearily nod his head and mentally accept the fact that yes, \u00a0he was one of the fortunate ones, he would go home later to his wife and family.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Hoss insisted on getting off the stretcher saying it was danged uncomfortable and he could have walked, but as soon as he stood up he fell down.\u00a0 Thankfully his father and brothers were elsewhere and so didn\u2019t have the heart stopping shock of seeing their big man collapse like a toppled tree. \u00a0 Schofield gave him as thorough an examination as circumstances permitted and recognised that along with the other symptoms found in all the victims of the mine collapse, Hoss had a fractured skull and collar bone. \u00a0 He would need total bed rest when he returned home.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam\u2019s hand was cleaned thoroughly and then stitched very neatly, after being examined by Doctor Hay who was part of the Pyramid medical team, \u00a0he was declared well enough to \u00a0\u2018go about his duties\u2019 which Adam found rather ironic, \u00a0he almost felt like asking him where his ship was to be located.\u00a0 Ben suffered the indignity of being scolded for going into the mine \u2018at his age\u2019 and \u2018should have known better\u2019. \u00a0 Thankfully his condition was robust at the best of times, and there were no problems other than the exhaustion and shock most of \u00a0them were exhibiting.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Candy approached Adam, who was seated on a bench that ran along the wall of the cabin that served as a makeshift hospital, \u00a0\u201cI was thinking it would be better to leave things until you\u2019ve written up \u00a0your report, Adam.\u201d<\/p>\n

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He sat down beside the other man and frowned as Adam continued to just stare across the room, \u00a0it was only when Ben came and sat on the other side that Adam seemed to jerk into awareness \u201cYes, of course. \u00a0 I\u2019ll write my report later.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI have one to write up as well\u2026\u201d Candy sighed and leaned forwards, his back bowed as a result, he buried his face in his hands \u201cWhat a mess.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Ben nodded \u201cYou said the man was already dead when he was brought to the mine\u2026what made you say that?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Candy didn\u2019t answer at first, he just kept his face buried in his hands and after running his fingers through his hair which was matted and filthy like everyone else\u2019s, \u00a0he raised his head and looked at the older man \u201cTwo bullet wounds in the back.\u00a0 No blood on the rocks upon which he was placed. \u00a0 I think whoever killed him hoped that the water would eventually rise high enough to conceal him.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWell, \u00a0there\u2019s more than water there now to hide him away,\u201d Ben muttered and the memory of the rocks falling made him shiver, he shook his head \u201cAny idea who it was? Has anyone mentioned anything to you?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNo, not yet, I mean, I don\u2019t really need anyone to tell me, I recognised him even in the state he was in, it was Samuel Mayhew.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam bowed his head and stared at his boots, \u00a0he tried to remember who else it had been who had been called Mayhew, \u00a0his eyes closed, \u00a0more than anything else he wanted to sleep and to escape into oblivion as long as he possibly could.\u00a0 Mayhew.\u00a0 Of course, \u00a0the woman with the wagon \u2026 Samuel Mayhew\u2019s wife.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Joe \u00a0appeared, \u00a0unsteady on his feet and his face haggard and strained, he looked at the three of them and nodded \u201cDr Schofield reckons we need to get Hoss home as soon as possible.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Ben stood up immediately, waited for the room to stop spinning and then agreed that needed to be done, he looked at Adam and touched his arm \u201cCome on , son, \u00a0we need to get home.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

For a moment he thought Adam would put up some resistance, that for some reason his eldest son would want to remain there, to put forward his case or to confront McGarthy whom no one had seen since they had left the mine, but Adam merely looked at Joe and seen the look in Joe\u2019s eyes, and quietly acquiesced.\u00a0 For a moment they looked at one another, Ben got to his feet and promptly sat back down again, \u201cWe\u2019ll be ready in a moment.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Joe nodded, \u00a0he muttered that he would go and see to Hoss, leave them to get their strength back \u2026 gratefully the three men sat there, \u00a0of course they would go home, \u00a0of course they would\u2026just for a while, they so needed to rest.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

From the office windows McGarthy watched as the crowds dispersed. \u00a0 There would be work necessary in clearing out the mess but his mind was already working out that perhaps it would be better left as a permanent barrier to prevent further \u2018intrusions\u2019 and \u2018inspections\u2019 in that area. \u00a0 His eyes followed the course of the newspaper men, not only those from the Enterprise but from the Chronicle as well.\u00a0 Someone said all publicity was good, \u00a0even bad publicity, but so far as McGarthy was concerned any publicity was bad news. \u00a0 He wiped his hands on a handkerchief, hands that were immaculately clean, whether from the blood of the men killed or injured since his arrival at Bucksburn Mines was perhaps a different matter.<\/p>\n

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He breathed with relief when the newspaper men were gone, and de Quille, who had taken it upon himself to go down into the mine, hadn\u2019t been killed, although a little battered.\u00a0 He wondered if Ben Cartwright was going to come charging into his office, thumping the desk and demanding explanations\u2026. Well, \u00a0McGarthy had his explanation all ready for anyone who was willing to listen, he wiped his hands on the handkerchief again and returned to his desk.<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Billy Buckley had coffee brewing by the time Mary Ann opened her eyes again.\u00a0 She sighed deeply and tired to sit up, only to have his hand rest gently upon her shoulder and his voice saying \u201cStay still, rest, you\u2019ve had a shock.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

For a moment she just stared at him as though it was the most normal thing in the world to wake up and find a complete stranger looking down at you, \u00a0a man at that, a man who looked vaguely familiar. \u00a0 She shook her head and struggled against the restraint of his hand \u201cNo, it\u2019s alright, I need to get up.\u00a0 I\u2019m alright.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI don\u2019t think you are, Mary Ann, \u00a0you\u2019ve had a heavy fall from your buggy, \u00a0you\u2019ve been knocked out cold for over two hours,\u201d \u00a0Billy pulled up a chair and sat down upon it, his face was almost level to her own, \u201cI can\u2019t possibly let you leave just yet.\u00a0 It really would be far better if you just lay still until you feel much better.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She gave him a somewhat cold smile, more of a grimace than anything else, \u201cI can assure you, \u00a0Mr \u2026 Mr \u2026?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cBuckley, William Buckley.\u201d \u00a0he nodded as he spoke as though to emphasise his name, \u00a0one she needed to remember.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cMr Buckley, you\u2019re very kind and \u00a0thoughtful, but I really do need to get home.\u201d she paused, \u201cDid you say I fell out of my buggy?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYes, \u00a0the horse was spooked by the siren, you know\u2026the alarm whistle from the mine.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She frowned, looked at him and put a hand to her head \u201cI don\u2019t remember anything about that, but my head does ache, \u00a0it hurts quite a lot \u2026 \u201c \u00a0she felt with her fingers and then looked down and saw the blood there, \u00a0stared at it for a moment then looked up at Billy \u201cHow did you know my name? \u00a0 Did I meet \u00a0you before?\u00a0 Where am I?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Chapter 45<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Bridget Martin, known to her dear friends as Bridie, and to Olivia\u2019s children as Flannel, was more than nervous as she set the horse towards the Ponderosa.\u00a0 The wheels of the buggy bounced over the track leading from the Bucksburn, the children clung to one another and all the while she fretted over how she was going to tell her dearest friends of what had occurred, and what she should really do next.\u00a0 She also doubted herself as to whether or not she had done the right thing, for the children\u2019s sake as well as the wives of the men in the mine.\u00a0 She began to think she should have stayed and seen whether or not the Cartwrights were safe before she went to the Ponderosa to relate what had happened.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Sofia was crying, tears rolled down her cheeks and she sobbed in that heart stopping quiet way children have when they are too frightened to wail out aloud.\u00a0 Reuben sat beside his sister holding her hand and wishing she would stop crying, it made him want to cry because it just didn\u2019t know what to do to quieten her and he was sure that Bridie was wrong in going home first.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cFlannel, \u00a0could we – \u00a0would it be alright if we went back?\u201d he suggested rather tentatively, and when she didn\u2019t reply but seemed to set her face deliberately in a way that indicated she didn\u2019t want to listen, he tugged at her sleeve \u201cPlease, Flannel.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Sofia sobbed and in a stuttering voice cried to go back to see her daddy, \u00a0\u201cI want to see my daddy,\u201d she wept, \u201cI want to see him.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYou\u2019ll see him when he gets home,\u201d Bridie said in her most calm and placating manner of voice, \u201cHe\u2019ll be home very soon, you\u2019ll see.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cBut what if he isn\u2019t\u201d Reuben replied with his own eyes now filling with tears and he quickly brushed his sleeve across his face, \u201cPlease Flannel\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m scared to go home to mommy\u2026\u201d Sofia sobbed, \u201cI want – I want – I want to see my daddy.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Bridie sighed, bowed her head and frowned, they were only saying what she was fretting over herself. \u00a0 Her bonnet tipped slightly skew as she slowed the horse, and then \u00a0carefully manoeuvred the reins to turn it back in the direction from which they had come. \u00a0\u201cNow look, you two, \u00a0when we get back \u00a0you stay in the buggy, do you hear?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Sofia blinked tears from her lashes and rubbed her face dry, while Reuben nodded and squeezed his sister\u2019s hand tightly between his fingers \u00a0\u201cPa will be alright, Sofee, you\u2019ll see.\u201d he whispered<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAnd Grandpa too?\u201d \u00a0she murmured with big eyes staring up at her brother\u2019s face, and then she looked at Bridie who was looking scared, although she tried not to show it when she realised the child was looking at her \u201cDaddy will be alright, won\u2019t \u00a0he, Flannel?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWell, \u201c Bridie cleared her throat, \u201cThat\u2019s what we\u2019re going back for, to find out.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cBut he will be, he will\u2026and Grandpa too\u2026\u201d \u00a0Sofia heaved in a deep breath which ended in a hic-cough, \u201cUncle Hoss and Uncle Joe will be there, and they\u2019ll be alright and then we can go home and have tea, can\u2019t we?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo doubt we can, dearie.\u201d Bridie muttered while under her breath she prayed that they would be able to do exactly that, she added a little in hoping that she was doing the right thing anyway.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Dan deQuille was approaching them in his own buggy and paused \u201cYou going to check on the Cartwrights?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Bridie nodded, she wasn\u2019t too comfortable with deQuille truth be told.\u00a0 His drinking* had only been tolerated because of his position on the Enterprise but when Goodman* had sacked him, it had shocked him so much he had \u2019gone on the wagon\u2019*, and so far, had managed to stay on it. \u00a0 He looked at the children and then back again at Bridie \u201cThey\u2019re alright, all four of them \u2026so is the sheriff.\u201d \u00a0he grinned \u201cI\u2019m off to write out a report, \u00a0you\u2019ll enjoy it I\u2019m sure.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Bridie shifted her seat uncomfortably, \u00a0 she wasn\u2019t so sure whether she would enjoy it or not.\u00a0 Some of deQuille\u2019s reports had been proven to be hoaxes* after all, she wouldn\u2019t want something as serious as this mines collapse to be dismissed as a hoax as well.\u00a0 She nodded her head brusquely, which resulted in her bonnet tipping further over one eye, and urged the horse on.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThat means daddy is alright, doesn\u2019t it?\u201d Sofia grabbed at Bridie\u2019s arm, \u201cOh Flannel, it means daddy is safe.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cIt seems so, but seeing is believing, so \u00a0be patient now, and let go of my arm, dearie, or we\u2019ll all be in the ditch.\u201d \u00a0but she smiled and her eyes were gentle, \u00a0she looked different too, more like the Bridie they loved, all the tension that had made her seem all \u00a0bristles and unBridie-like was gone.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWe saw Mr deQuille down there, he had a box thing\u2026you know, Bridie, that thing that takes pictures. I bet he\u2019ll put some great pictures in the paper.\u201d Reuben enthused.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Bridie nodded, no doubt he would, that was what had made him such an excellent writer, he way he could use words. \u00a0 She told the children the story deQuille had written the previous year \u2026The Mystery of the Savage Sump * it had been called, about the discovery of an eyeless fish that thrived \u00a0in the very hot waters in the depths of the mines \u00a0and when the miners had found it and brought it to the surface, it had promptly died, even though they had put it in nice cool water . \u00a0 Like many of deQuille\u2019s stories there was a large percentage of readers who believed every word, and still some miners hoping they would be able to find this amazing eyeless fish*.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

By the time they had reached the Bucksburn again she had come to the end of the story, answered various questions as patiently as she could and was now worried that in the very near future they would be off conducting their own search for this strange creature.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNow, don\u2019t forget, stay here, don\u2019t move.\u201d \u00a0she looked at them sternly and they looked very seriously back at her as she clambered down, adjusted her hat so that it sat neatly on her hair, and strode down to the large area where the injured would be waiting for attention.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Timothy Schofield saw her immediately and raised a hand \u201cCome to help, Mrs Martin?\u00a0 We could do with another pair of hands\u201d \u00a0(which immediately offended most of the nursing staff there who were under the impression that they were doing a sterling job without needing any further \u2018interference\u2018)<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI just came -\u201d Bridie pushed her way past several people who were demanding attention \u201cI just came to see if the Cartwrights \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cOh yes, them\u2026\u201d Schofield scowled and waved a scalpel vaguely to the right of him \u201cOver there. \u201c<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Over there sufficed and Bridie pushed past more people, \u00a0until she came to where Candy, Ben and Adam were still seated. \u00a0\u201cThank the lord,\u201d she exclaimed, \u201cWe\u2019ve been so worried about you all.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The three men looked at one another, \u00a0each was unsure what to say, Candy rubbed his jaw and shook his head as though he needed to shake away the exhaustion, while Adam stared at her as though he couldn\u2019t understand what she was doing there\u2026.she was, it seemed to him, in the wrong setting.\u00a0 Ben finally spoke up \u201cBride, what are you doing here?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She looked at them with her eyes full of tears, \u00a0her lips trembled and she tried to think of some coherent reply but all she could think was that they looked terrible, exhausted and dirty and quite terrible.\u00a0 She noticed the bandage on Adams hand, a stark clean white compared to the rest of him \u201cWhat happened to your hand?\u201d she managed to mumble although she really wanted to hug him close and sob on his shoulder.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cOh, don\u2019t know, can\u2019t remember \u2026\u201d Adam replied staring at the bandaged hand as though surprised to see it belonged to him<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYou cut it on a rock.\u201d Candy said with a nod of the head and Adam nodded \u201cYes,\u201d he said, \u201cI cut it.\u00a0 It\u2019s alright now, \u00a0Dr Hay sewed it back up.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cSewed it ..sewed it back up?\u201d Bridie stammered and a shiver went down her back, she looked at them, they were in shock, the strangely wide blank eyes and equally blank faces, she licked her lips \u201cWhere\u2019s Joe and Hoss?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Ben frowned, he knew he had to take responsibility as spokesman \u00a0now, he nodded in acknowledgement that she had asked the question and remembered that Joe had been standing there in front of them a while back, he wasn;t sure how long ago that had been, \u201cJoe broke his arm.\u00a0 Hoss has other injuries.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cOther injuries?\u201d Bridie gasped, \u00a0and wondered how she was going to tell Hester that her husband was hurt because of \u00a0\u2019other injuries\u2019.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Schofield approached now wiping his hands on his blood stained apron, he nodded at them and then looked at Bridie \u201cHoss Cartwright needs to get to his bed and stay there for at least a week.\u00a0 Nothing too serious, \u00a0fractured skull, broken collar bone. \u00a0 He looked at her and raised his eyebrows, \u00a0gave her a nod and walked away.\u00a0 So far as he was now concerned, \u00a0the Cartwrights were her problem.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam suddenly seemed to realise what was happening, and why Bridie seemed to be in the wrong place, he cleared his throat in order to concentrate \u201cWhat are you doing here, Bridie?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cTo \u00a0be honest, Adam \u2026\u201d she paused, and shook her head, \u201cReuben and Sofia came for me, \u00a0they\u2019d heard the alarm going off and came to get me because they were frightened about you all.\u00a0 They knew you were going down the mine, \u00a0you see, \u00a0they were frightened\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAre they here?\u201d Adam asked rising to his feet and when Bridie mentioned that they were in her buggy, waiting for her he nodded, his face softened, gentled in the way she expected as there had been mention of the children \u201cTake them home, Bridie.\u00a0 Tell them not to worry, we\u2019ll be home as soon as we get some transport to bring Hoss along. \u201c<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThey\u2019ll want to see you, I don\u2019t think they\u2019ll just take my word for it.\u201d she said looking from one to the other.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Candy rose to his feet \u201cI\u2019ll get a wagon sorted out for Hoss.\u00a0 Our horses should still be where we left them.\u201d he looked at Bridie, \u201cI should think the children could return home, Mrs Martin, as soon as they have seen Adam and Ben, couldn\u2019t they?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

It was at this point that Joe appeared, \u00a0and he also seemed surprised to see her there, but nodded and smiled when she explained why.\u00a0 Mentally he was only too glad that Mary Ann was not anywhere near the place, he looked at his father and Adam \u201cThere\u2019s a wagon for Hoss.\u00a0 Dr Schofield said he should get home now\u2026 I think he feels we\u2019re getting in the way.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Together the four men turned to leave, Bridie hovering behind them and wondering which one to grab hold of first as none seemed able to walk a straight line.\u00a0 Joe was a worry with his arm in a sling and pain in his eyes, evidence that the break in his humerus<\/p>\n

Was causing him difficulty and she wondered how he was going to manage on the horse all the way back to the Ponderosa.\u00a0 She shook her head, poor Mary Ann and Hester, and Olivia, they were going to have their hands full once their men got home.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cDADDY!\u201d \u00a0 the voice of the little girl could be heard above the sounds of the machinery and the voice of the other men, like a bell it ran out clear for all to hear.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She scrambled down from the buggy and with arms outstretched ran towards the man in the black clothes, dirty and bedraggled though they were, \u00a0and how happy she was when he leaned forward to catch her up in his arms and hold her close.\u00a0 Behind her and anxious not to be missed out was Reuben who clung to his father determinedly \u201cOh Pa,\u201d he whispered close to Adam\u2019s ear, \u201cOh Pa, I was so scared when I heard the alarm, I was so scared.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam closed his eyes, the pleasure these children brought him was immense but at this point of time, when he felt so exhausted, it was like having a glass of clear cool water tingling refreshingly down into his inward parts and being rejuvenated .\u00a0 He hugged them, kissed Sofia, ruffled Reubens hair, \u00a0and to their demands to know if it was alright, if they were alright, he could only nod, smile over and over and nod some more.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Chapter 46<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Mary Ann Cartwright sat on the edge of the narrow bed and held the mug of coffee tightly between her hands, hugging it close to her chest.\u00a0 Her eyes glanced around the cabin with the curiosity of any one who found themselves in a place of which they knew nothing, \u00a0while her mind asked such questions as was there a woman living here?\u00a0 Was this man honest and law abiding?\u00a0 How clean is this mug?<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Billy Buckley, having provided her with the coffee, poured himself a mug and then pulled out a chair to sit down. He surveyed her thoughtfully as though overwhelmed by the fact that someone so unattainable was now, so suddenly, within his reach.\u00a0 It occurred to him now that he didn\u2019t know for sure how to proceed.\u00a0 He was also embarrassed, \u00a0for he could now see the ring on her finger, and the fact that she was \u2018with child\u2019 was all too obvious.\u00a0 However, \u00a0his feeling for her, the strange desire he had for her, was undiminished which only added to his frustration and feelings of inadequacy.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

They sat in silence as they sipped the coffee and when her eyes stopped roving around the cabin and finally settled upon him, Billy felt awkward and young and gauche.<\/p>\n

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\u201cHave you lived here very long?\u201d \u00a0her voice was soft, \u00a0he had to crane his head towards her to catch the words, \u00a0so that she smiled at him as though to encourage him to speak.<\/p>\n

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\u201cNot long.\u201d \u00a0he paused, cleared his throat, \u201cTo be honest with you \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYes?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI – er \u00a0– I found the cabin a while back and no one lived here so I just thought I\u2019d \u00a0use it for a while, before I move on.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYou don\u2019t intend to stay hereabouts then?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo, \u201c he shook his head and a strand of lank hair fell across his forehead, he brushed it back with his hand, impatiently \u201cNo, I need to move on.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She sipped her coffee \u201cThis is very pleasant, Mr Buckley, thank you.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI – I – what I mean is – how are you feeling now?\u00a0 Do you think you\u2019ll need a doctor?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Mary Ann swallowed more coffee and looked at him over the rim of the mug.\u00a0 She saw a thin sallow man, late 30\u2019s perhaps early 40\u2019s, \u00a0a thin face with large anxious eyes and a pinched mouth, a mouth that seemed to have too many teeth.\u00a0 She wondered what kind of life he had led, and why he wanted to leave Virginia City.\u00a0 She looked around the cabin again and tried to remember whereabouts she had been riding when the accident took place, but Billy cleared his throat and began to speak,<\/p>\n

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\u201cI haven\u2019t always lived here.\u201d \u00a0he said and leaned forward, his cup held between his hands and his elbows on his knees, he frowned and stared down at the floor, \u201cTruth be told I got involved with the wrong crowd at one time, \u00a0they tried to bring some sheep over the Ponderosa – do you know the Ponderosa and the Cartwrights?\u201d<\/p>\n

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She swallowed the coffee that was in her mouth, and nodded \u201cYes, I do, in fact \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWell, \u00a0this was a turning point in my life really, to \u00a0be honest, not that I really appreciated it at the time, because it was like being at a cross roads in my life\u2026has that ever happened to you, Mary Ann?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYes, \u00a0it has, several times.\u201d she nodded and thought of her brother Frank, and of the small township in Calico where he was buried.\u00a0 She sighed and leaned into a more comfortable position, \u00a0the baby seemed to have decided to do something like an Irish jig, reassuring though it was that it was unharmed by her fall, it was still uncomfortable.<\/p>\n

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\u201cDo you want another pillow? I think there\u2019s one here somewhere.\u201d \u00a0he jumped up and went to a curtained off area where he produced a cushion which he passed over to her with a smile, \u201cI didn\u2019t realise before \u2026 I mean \u2026about the baby.\u201d<\/p>\n

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She smiled shyly, \u00a0and after putting the cushion in a strategic place behind her she asked him \u201cWhat happened with the Cartwrights?\u00a0 What did you mean about it being a turning point in your life?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cOh, just that there was some trouble as a result \u2026 but Mr Cartwright helped me out, gave me the chance to put the matter right. He\u2019s a very good man, is Mr Cartwright.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYes, he is.\u201d \u00a0Mary Ann nodded and eased her legs into a more comfortable position, realising as she did so that one of them was hurting, probably badly bruised, perhaps that was where she landed heavily, on that leg and her left shoulder.\u00a0 She closed her eyes slightly and bowed her head as she tried to remember.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAre you alright?\u00a0 Do you need anything? Some water?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo, no, I\u2019m alright, I\u2019m just trying to remember what happened, and whereabouts it was, so that I can get my bearings.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYour bearings? Oh you don\u2019t need to worry about that kind of thing, Mary Ann.\u00a0 You\u2019re quite safe here.\u201d \u00a0he smiled, a pleasant gentle smile and she could see from his eyes that he was a kindly soul, the way he looked at her was totally non threatening.<\/p>\n

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\u201cThank you, Mr Buckley, you\u2019ve been very kind, I am grateful.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cOh well, \u00a0really, it\u2019s no trouble at all.\u00a0 In fact\u2026\u201d he paused, swallowed hard, and shook his head \u201cNo, it doesn\u2019t matter.\u00a0 Forget that\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cForget what? \u00a0 You\u2019ve not said anything yet?\u201d she smiled, her eyes twinkled and darkened as she looked at him.<\/p>\n

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\u201cMr Cartwright set me up with work in Virginia City you know.\u00a0 I got on well with him, and his boys, especially Little Joe.\u201d \u00a0he grinned, his eyes twinkled, it was obvious that he had some fond memories of that time. \u00a0\u201cDid you know a girl called Sally Cass?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNo, \u00a0I never met her but I heard about her.\u00a0 She owned the Mercantile with her father, didn\u2019t she?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cThat\u2019s right, \u00a0she and her brother and father.\u00a0 Her brother was shot down by a gunslinger by the name of \u2026.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201c\u2026Ed Payson.\u201d she murmured, and frowned \u201cDid you know her then, Mr Buckley?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWell, \u00a0over the years I was in Virginia City I got to know her very well, we were ..I had thought we were courting. \u00a0 I had a good steady job working for Mr Jacobson and Sally, well, she was lovely, you know, the most lovely girl \u2026\u201d he paused and stared into the remains of the coffee in his mug, \u201cI loved her you see.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cBut she loved Ed Payson?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

He looked up sharply, his face suddenly seemed pinched and angry looking so that she looked away and wasn\u2019t sure if she was meant to apologise or what to do, so she stared at the door and waited for him to speak.\u00a0 He did so after putting down his mug and shifting in his chair, \u201cI was good friends with her father, \u00a0knew how they had suffered when Payson had shot the boy, her brother that is \u2026\u201d \u00a0 he shook his head sadly, the pleasant mood \u00a0had gone, dissipated and faded away as he looked up at her, \u201cShe didn\u2019t love Ed Payson, she didn\u2019t even know him, not really.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cOh, I heard that her brother and Payson were always together at one point, surely she would have known him then.\u00a0 Wouldn\u2019t they have met at anytime before the shooting incident happened?\u201d \u00a0she looked at him with big innocent grey eyes, \u00a0eyes a man could drown in and just briefly he wondered who the man was who had married her, who could hold her close at nights and be loved by her.<\/p>\n

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\u201cI guess so.\u00a0 I never thought of that before\u2026\u201d \u00a0he stood up, restless now, \u00a0unsure of what to do next, \u00a0he put the mugs on the table and walked to the door, \u00a0stood in the open gap and looked out across the wooded landscape \u201cIt\u2019s nice here, ain\u2019t it?\u00a0 Kinda peaceful.\u00a0 I wouldn\u2019t mind a place like this for my own.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cMr Buckley, \u00a0did you \u2026?\u201d \u00a0she paused, and swallowed in a dry throat \u201cCould I have a drink of water please?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI\u2019m sorry, of course you can\u2026one minute\u2026\u201d he was rushing to get the water into a clean mug, \u00a0working the handle on the sluice, and then anxious of face he passed it over to her \u201cAre you feeling unwell?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYes, I feel a little dizzy, faint.\u201d she whispered and drank the water greedily, closed her eyes for a moment and waited for the dizziness to pass \u201cI\u2019m sorry about what happened with Ed Payson, and yourself. \u00a0 Joe told me that Sally was never the same afterwards.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI don\u2019t know.\u00a0 I rode out right away after that \u2026 I can still hear her scream when I shot him.\u00a0 You know, Mary Ann, \u00a0I regretted it the moment I had that gun in my hand, but \u00a0I was too proud to stop myself.\u00a0 I remember Adam Cartwright was there, it reminded me of the time when I first met him\u2026out on the rim rock with all those sheep, and I\u2019d chased him up over the rocks and then he was just standing there, on the edge of a steep drop.\u00a0 He turned then, the gun in his hand, he could have shot me as easy as ..as I shot Ed Payson years later on.\u00a0 But he didn\u2019t, he just did the very thing I should have done that night, he put the gun down \u2026 \u00a0you don\u2019t ever want to know how many times I wished I had done that\u2026put the gun down and got on with my life.\u00a0 Perhaps Sally may have realised that I was the better man for her, perhaps\u2026\u201d \u00a0his voice faded away and he stared bleakly down at her.<\/p>\n

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Minutes ticked away, she sipped the water and kept her eyes closed, \u00a0willing the dizziness to pass.\u00a0 He walked back to the door and then looked back at her, a scowl on his face \u201cYou know Joe Cartwright?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cOf course I do, he\u2019s my husband.\u201d \u00a0she looked up at him, her grey eyes large and innocent, his dark and suddenly hostile. \u00a0\u201cWe have a son, Daniel, \u00a0and this baby is due in a few months time.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cJoe Cartwright.\u201d Billy whispered in much the same way he had once uttered the words \u201cEd Payson.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYou said you knew Joe, from before the Ed Payson incident?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

He watched as she put down the cup, placed her hand upon her lap where the baby lay safe beneath her skirts. \u00a0 He nodded, and then looked out at the view again.\u00a0 Trees swayed and there was a slight moaning from the breeze that drifted through them, he bowed his head and wiped his brow with his forefinger \u201cI didn\u2019t realise you were married to Joe. \u00a0 We got on alright you know,\u201d he turned to her then, quickly, as though it was important to mention it now, \u201cI got so that I thought he was a friend of mine. He never mentioned about the sheep or the matter that went before, nor did Adam come to that, \u00a0he never did say a word to anyone about it.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWell, \u00a0Ben always believes that if a man is prepared to wipe the slate clean then his friends should be there to help him keep it clean\u2026\u201d Mary Ann sighed, she was tired, her shoulder hurt as did her leg, she realised that other parts of her body were hurting now. \u00a0\u201cMr Buckley, \u00a0would you mind if you took me home now?\u00a0 I do feel really unwell. \u00a0 \u00a0If I can get home then I\u2019ll be alright.\u201d \u00a0she thought of Hop Sing fussing over her, and Hester and Olivia would make sure she was pampered and cared for, \u00a0and Joe would send for Dr Martin or Bridie would come, it would be nice if it were Bridie.<\/p>\n

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He watched her for a moment, saw the colour draining from her face, \u00a0the eyelids fluttering and when she fell forwards he was just in time to catch her in his arms and swoop her back up onto the bed.<\/p>\n

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\u201cPoor Mary Ann.\u00a0 You\u2019re so beautiful.\u201d he whispered and stroked back some of the chestnut curls that had draped around her face, \u00a0\u201cI think you\u2019re even lovelier than Sally.\u201d<\/p>\n

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She lay there so still, a pulse beat at the base of her throat, her breath was shallow but even, he leaned closer, nearer, looked down at the woman and kissed her cheek, then her lips.\u00a0 She didn\u2019t move, there was no reaction, nothing except that same shallow breathing.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYou are just so beautiful.\u201d he whispered again, \u201cJoe is just about the luckiest man in the world to have you as his wife.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

His hold on her hair tightened, he gripped a curl of it between his fingers and stared at her, \u00a0then, with a shudder he stood up and let the long tress of hair fall back upon her pillow. \u00a0 He strode over to the door, leaned against the frame work and buried his face within his hands\u2026love, so elusive to him, so elusive.<\/p>\n

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\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n

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The sound of Cheng Ho Lee\u2019s shrill Cantonese cries of lamentation was the first thing that alerted Olivia to the fact that something was wrong.\u00a0 Fearing that the kitchen stove had somehow exploded, \u00a0or that the house was on fire, she hurried from the bedroom where she had just settled Nathaniel for his afternoon nap to find out what was going on. \u00a0 She had just reached the bottom stair when Adam and Ben entered the main room, \u00a0ushering Sofia and Reuben in ahead of them, and all four looking in such a sorry condition that she came to a complete halt and just stared at them.<\/p>\n

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\u201cOh heavens, what has happened?\u00a0 What \u2026 oh, Pa, Adam\u2026\u201d she felt tears welling up as she now hurried across the room to flling herself into Adams arms, whereupon Sofia grabbed her mother\u2019s skirts and buried her face into them, sobbing heartily as she did so.<\/p>\n

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\u201cIt\u2019s alright, sweetheart, don\u2019t worry, it looks a whole lot worst than it is,\u201d Adam soothed her, \u00a0running one hand over her head as he spoke, \u00a0\u201cCheng Ho Lee, \u00a0we need some decent coffee please.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Reuben \u00a0stepped closer to Adam, \u00a0almost as though he had taken on the role of his father\u2019s protector, while Ben lowered himself gratefully into his chair and leaned back, closed his eyes and allowed a sigh of relief to escape through his lips. \u00a0 \u201cOlivia, we\u2019re alright, we came out of it lightly.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWhat do you mean?\u201d she stared at her father in law and then at Adam, while at the same time she pressed herself closer into Adam, as though that would protect her from \u00a0any shock that would be forthcoming.\u00a0 Adam nodded, \u00a0and was about to speak when Reuben said very quickly \u201cUncle Joe and Uncle Hoss got hurt\u2026Uncle Hoss is worser than Uncle Joe, \u00a0Flannel\u2019s taken him home in a wagon.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWhat?\u201d \u00a0she stared at the boy, \u00a0pulled Sofia, still bawling, from her skirts and looked at Ben before returning to look at Adam \u201cIs that right, are they injured?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam sighed, gave Reuben a reproving look as, after all, children should be seen and not heard, \u00a0and took his wife by the hand while he briefly told her all that had happened. \u00a0 They were sitting side by side on the big settee, with Sofia leaning against her father and Reuben seated as close as he could get to him.\u00a0 Adam\u2019s deep voice told Olivia all she needed to know and even when the room was finally silent she still sat looking at him in disbelief.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Cheng Ho Lee set down the coffee things and looked at his master and Ben, he bowed, \u201cPerhaps good hot bath for masters?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cExcellent idea,\u201d Olivia said, \u201cThank you, Cheng Ho Lee, if you could prepare it for them\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAre Hester and Mary Ann home?\u201d Adam asked, \u201cBridie wanted to be there to help with Hoss and Joe.\u00a0 They\u2019re both exhausted, \u00a0and shocked, but Hoss\u2019 injuries will need attention \u00a0from Dr Martin, \u00a0Schofield fixed Joe\u2019s arm, it was, thankfully a clean break.\u201d \u00a0he bowed his head closer to that of his wife, \u201cI\u2019m sorry, it was all my fault.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Reuben looked anxiously at his father, then at his mother \u2026how could a mine cave in be his father\u2019s fault. \u00a0\u201cIt wasn\u2019t Pa, it wasn\u2019t your fault.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam sighed heavily, and looked at the boy, noticed the anxious fear filled eyes and forced a tight smile, \u201cNo, I didn\u2019t cause the cave in, \u00a0Reuben, it\u2019s alright, there\u2019s nothing like that for you to worry about.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThen why did you say it was your fault, Pa?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam sighed, scratched the back of his neck and glanced over at his father who had sat up to pay more attention, he shook his head \u201cNothing for \u00a0you to \u00a0be worried over, \u00a0forget I said it.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Reuben nodded but still looked anxious. \u00a0 While Olivia poured coffee and Sofia went to sit on her grandfathers lap, even though as she pointed out, he wasn\u2019t very clean or tidy, \u00a0Reuben told them how they had heard the alarm from the mine and the children whose parents may have been involved had left the classroom, so they had run off as well.\u00a0 He leaned closer to his father and placed a hand on Adam\u2019s arm \u201cWe were scared something bad had happened to you, Pa.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam smiled, a strange slow smile, he nodded, reached out a hand to touch the boys face and wished he didn\u2019t feel so tired.\u00a0 He then looked at Olivia \u201cIt was a disgrace down there, timbers were rotting, \u00a0there was no proper ventilation and no pumping system.\u00a0 The air was stagnant and foul, no wonder so many men are ill so often, and the heat, it\u2019s unbelievably hot.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cA lot of the miners die young, you know.\u201d Ben leaned forward, the cup balance carefully in his large work worn hand, \u201cThey work at levels so far down in the ground that the water is often scalding hot.\u00a0 Sometimes it comes through the rocks at a tremendous speed and totally unexpectedly, catching them unawares, scalding them so badly that\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cPa, the children\u2026\u201d Olivia indicated with a slight inclination of the head and Ben nodded, and after looking rather disconcerted got to his feet and announced that he would like to take his bath now and then retire to bed.<\/p>\n

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Adam watched his father walk slowly from the room, \u00a0still a handsome figure of a man, but bowed of shoulder as though the events of the day had weighed too heavily upon him. \u00a0 He looked at Olivia, looked into her lovely green eyes and gripped her hands more tightly between his own, \u00a0\u201cIt\u2019ll be alright, Livvy, and Candy was safe, quite safe.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Olivia nodded, she had watched Ben leave the room \u00a0and wished with all her heart that she could have lightened the load upon his shoulders, but then when she looked back at her husband, and saw the wistful sombre look on his face she worried as to what thoughts were lingering in his mind that would cause problems for the future.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Chapter 47<\/p>\n

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Hester was laughing at the way Daniel and Hope were playing together, the comfortable room that was Mary Ann\u2019s pride and joy echoed to the laughter of children, Hannah clapping her hands and singing a tuneless little song (poor child could no more carry a tune than her father could) when the sound of Hop Sing calling her sent a shiver of apprehension down her back.<\/p>\n

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Hurrying now, scrambling over her skirts she ran to the porch to find Hop Sing rushing to a wagon, Bridie was scrambling down from her buggy with Joe beside her. Bridie voice, calling to some of the men to help get Hoss to the house, could be heard over everything else. Hester froze, her hands to her throat, her eyes so wide that Joe was unable to put a step forward, so palpable was the look of fear upon her face.<\/p>\n

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\u201cWhat happened?\u201d she whispered, she looked from Joe to Bridie, and then to the men who were rushing to the wagon, lowering the tail gate in order to reach the man lying upon the boards, \u201cWhat happened?\u201d she screamed \u201cHOSS! Oh no, Hoss\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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Now Joe did move, he hurried to her side, grabbed her arm and held it tightly \u201cHester, he\u2019s alright, he\u2019s alright, just needs sleep and rest, and Bridie\u2019s going to get Paul to come and check on him but he\u2019s alright.\u201d His voice wobbled, caught on a sob and he lowered his head so she couldn\u2019t see the tears in his own eyes, \u201cOh Hester\u2026\u201d he whispered and turned aside as she pushed him away from her in order to reach her husband\u2019s side<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cOh Hoss, Hoss,\u201d she whispered and shook her head which caused the tears to fall \u201cBridie, Joe \u2026what happened? Where\u2019s Adam? Ben?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Her hand hovered over her husbands face, and gently touched his cheek. Schofield or one of the medical staff had made some attempt to clean him but it had been a poor lick of a wet cloth, and the cut in his head had been carefully stitched and padded by the over worked doctor. Joe once more approached her, put his hand on her shoulder and held her back so that Jake and Hank could carry her husband indoors.<\/p>\n

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\u201cHe saved my life, Hester,\u201d Joe said so quietly that she had to lean into him to hear what he was saying, \u201cHe has a broken collar bone, and other injuries, but he kept me safe above the water .. he never once complained of any pain, just made sure I was safe.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cOh Joe,\u201d she murmured helplessly, and turned to watch as Hop Sing followed the men uttering shrill imprecations of what could happen if they dared to drop him .<\/p>\n

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\u201cJoe\u2019s arm is broken,\u201d Bridie said, taking hold of Hester\u2019s arm and guiding her to the house, as though she had found her sleep walking and needing help to find her way to her bed, Joe came close behind them gazing around and frowning now at the realisation that someone very close to his own heart was missing from the scene.<\/p>\n

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\u201cI\u2019m sorry, Joe, I didn\u2019t realise.\u201d Hester stopped, raised a hand to prevent them continuing to the house, and took several deep breaths, \u201cThat\u2019s better. I\u2019ll be alright now, I\u2019m sorry about that \u2026 that silliness earlier. I was just so scared, I thought Hoss was \u2026well \u2026\u201d she coughed and cleared her throat, then nodded \u201cYes, well, so let\u2019s go inside. Bridie, did you say you were going to get Paul here?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYes, Timothy Schofield attended to them at the site of the incident, but it was very cursory, there was so little time to really spend over long on every one. As soon as I know for sure that Hoss is settled and no worse than when we left the camp I\u2019ll go back to town for Paul. He\u2019ll need to check on Joe as well\u2026.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Hester turned to her younger brother in law and nodded \u201cPoor Joe, has it hurt very much?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Joe didn\u2019t answer immediately, he was looking around the yard, peering into the porch but still Mary Ann hadn\u2019t come, hadn\u2019t rushed through the door to sweep him into her embrace, to weep and console him. He glanced at Hester, and bowed his head, there was a logical explanation, Hester had heard Hop Sing, but Mary Ann was no doubt still inside, ignorant of what had happened, playing with the children \u2026 she wouldn\u2019t know how much he needed her to be there, oh how much he needed her now.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

They were inside the house and Hester could hear the sound of the mens feet scuffling along the landing floorboards, Hop Sings voice giving directions, she looked anxiously at Joe, who looked so distraught that her heart melted at the sight of him,<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cJoe, you don\u2019t look at all well. Perhaps you should \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo, I\u2019ll be alright, Hester. You go and see to Hoss.\u201d He smiled, a rather sickly grin really, and his eyes were lack lustre and dull. \u201cI \u2013 I thought Mary Ann would be here, I\u2019ll go and see where she is \u2026\u201d his voice trailed away when he realised that there was no one there listening to him for Hester had turned to go, to run up the stairs to attend to her beloved Hoss.<\/p>\n

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The sound of children\u2019s laughter trickled into the room, such a sweet sound that he stood there to listen, unable to move, it seemed too unreal after the horrors of the day which seemed to be filling his mind now with renewed terrors. Mary Ann would be there with them and suddenly his legs went weak and he had to grope his way to a chair, into which he almost fell, and then he buried his face into his hands.<\/p>\n

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He was aware now of someone standing close to him, and turned, eyes blurred with tears \u201cMary Ann?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo, Joe, it\u2019s me, Bridie.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She came and knelt beside him, took hold of his hand and brushed back a lock of hair, and instantly his thoughts swung back to Hoss, to the agonies of the mine, the pressure of Hoss\u2019 arms around him to prevent him falling ..<\/p>\n

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\u201cOh Bridie, Bridie\u2026he must have been in so much pain, all that time he was supporting me, kept me from going under, from collapse \u2026and not a word\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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Bridie said nothing but sat by his side and took hold of his hand, \u201cLook, Joe, it does no good to punish yourself now. You need to get cleaned up and then into bed, you\u2019ve suffered as great a shock as any of them, so, please, dear, do as I say and take care of yourself.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI\u2019ve just got a broken arm\u2026\u201d he whispered and looked at her the way a child would look who was confused at his parents concern over something so minor when a flood had just swept through the house and taken everything with it, but she smiled wistfully and shook her head,<\/p>\n

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\u201cNo, dear, it isn\u2019t a case of just a broken arm \u2026\u201d and as she was about to explain more Hannah came running into the room, stopped immediately and looked at her Uncle in surprise<\/p>\n

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\u201cUncle Joe, why are you all dirty like that?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Joe glanced up, noticed the child and there running behind her came Hope and his own little Daniel who upon seeing his father gave a beaming smile and loud little laugh \u201cDaddy\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWhere\u2019s my Pa?\u201d demanded Hannah, looking reproachfully at Joe who was now hugging his son, and at Bridie who was making sure that Joe didn\u2019t become careless with regard to his broken arm, \u201cWhere\u2019s my Pa?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Hop Sing came down the stairs at that moment, much to Bridie\u2019s relief, he looked at the ailing young man, at Bridie who resembled a mother in mourning, and the three children. With a nod of the head he announced he was going to make coffee, children have lemonade and cookies, Mr Joe \u2018maybe think perhaps\u2019 having bath.<\/p>\n

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Upstairs in the bedroom Hester was gently pulling the sodden filthy boots from her husbands feet, then peeling off the socks \u2026 when he stirred she rushed to his side, put a hand to his face and kissed him gently. Hank and Jake quickly retreated, closed the door silently behind them.<\/p>\n

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In the big sitting room Joe rose to his feet, his son in the crook of his good arm, he looked around the room, \u201cHop Sing, where\u2019s Mary Ann? Where\u2019s my wife?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n

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The bowl of food Billy Buckley handed over to the young woman smelt very appetising. She raised it to her nose and sniffed it, then nodded \u201cIt smells very pleasant, Mr Buckley.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cMy ma taught me to cook, and then \u2026 I guess I had to fend for myself for so long. But you need to eat, you have to feed yourself to get strong.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYes, you\u2019re right.\u201d She nodded and picked up the spoon, \u201cHave you never found anyone to marry, Mr Buckley?\u201d she paused and then shook her head as though regretting what she had just said, which she did for his face had dropped and that wild look had returned to his eyes, \u201cI\u2019m sorry, that was very indelicate of me. I just had a kind of hope that there had been someone else for you, after what happened with Sally.\u201d<\/p>\n

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He shook his head and dipped the spoon into the food, \u201cI never found anyone to replace her to be honest,\u201d he sighed, \u201cI tried not to get involved with anyone else, but just lately I thought I had found someone.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cReally?\u201d she paused, and looked at him with a smile that made her eyes twinkle \u201cIs it someone in Virginia City?\u201d<\/p>\n

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He bowed his head down and the thought crossed his mind as to why women had to be so curious all the time. He sighed and said that no, it wasn\u2019t, but she was beautiful.<\/p>\n

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\u201cWell, Mr Buckley, I am sure she is, and I do hope that she cares for you too.\u201d She sighed and stared into space, a wistful smile on her lips \u201cIt would be really wonderful if you and she got together, then you could settle down here, perhaps buy some land. You might be neighbours of ours\u2026\u201d she laughed, kindly, innocent.<\/p>\n

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\u201cDo you think so?\u201d Billy paused and looked at her, then shook his head as though to dwell upon such a fantasy, well, it was all a lie, no point in wasting time on it. \u201cWell, I doubt it, I have to be moving on. Like I said before, I\u2019m only borrowing this place until I can go.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cBut what will you do about the girl you told me about? Will she be going with you?\u201d she spooned rich stew into her mouth, and chewed on it slowly, it was too good to rush through and she was hungry, she sighed \u201cYou couldn\u2019t go without her, could you?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI hadn\u2019t thought about it,\u201d Billy replied honestly, and with a scowl told her to eat up before it got cold.<\/p>\n

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She looked at him and thought about what a strange man he was, and yet how kind and caring he had been to her. When she had fainted earlier he had been kindness itself, staying by her side, placing a cool cloth over her brow, holding her hand. He told her he would have gone into town for the doctor but then who would have been here to look after her had she needed help?<\/p>\n

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As she ate the food she thought over the day, for she could see from the window that daylight was fading now, she thought of Joe and little Daniel, they would be concerned about her whereabouts. Once again she tried to work out exactly where she had been when the accident had occurred, so far Mr Buckley had been loathe to give her any details, and try as she might she couldn\u2019t remember why the accident had happened.<\/p>\n

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\u201cI should get home soon, Mr Buckley. Joe will be worried about me being away from home for so long.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Billy\u2019s mouth twitched, contorted just slightly although he didn\u2019t look up but tried to pretend he hadn\u2019t heard her. Of course Joe would be worried about her, if he was home that is, after all, had she been HIS wife, he would never have let her out of his sight, especially in the condition she was in\u2026 Joseph Cartwright had always been one of those \u2018kissed by good fortune\u2019 one book had called it. Women fell at his feet, he could remember how they would laugh and joke about it in the saloons \u2026 he put the bowl down and walked over to the door to watch as the sun set and cool breezes drifted in to the cabin bearing the aroma of rain on the wind<\/p>\n

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\u201cWhere did you meet Joe, then?\u201d it was torment to ask, to find out how another man, Joe Cartwright, had met her and fallen in love with her. He half turned to look at her, watched as she stopped eating, the spoon placed back in the bowl.<\/p>\n

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\u201cOh, we needed help getting to Calico, my brother was going to be a librarian and I was the school teacher. Joe and his brothers were our escorts. We were attacked by Indians \u2026Frank, my brother, was killed.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cAnd what happened? You obviously didn\u2019t stay in Calico?\u201d he folded his arms, staring at her face, wanting to imprint the dreamy expression that had drifted over her features, the way the big eyes had dilated and the lips parted into a small smile.<\/p>\n

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\u201cWell, I did stay in Calico for a while \u2026but I kept thinking about him, wondering how he was getting on, and if he had met anyone else. Then when I heard about a vacancy for a school teacher here, I took it. We met again and \u2026 and that was it, really, we\u2019ve been very happy since.\u201d<\/p>\n

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She looked over at him, their eyes met, and for the first time since being there, she felt afraid. \u201cMr Buckley, I think I should really be getting home.\u201d She whispered.<\/p>\n

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\u201cYou can\u2019t, it\u2019s too dark now, and your horse banged itself badly in the accident. You\u2019ll be alright here, you\u2019ll be safe. I won\u2019t let anyone hurt you, Mary Ann, not ever.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI don\u2019t really think anyone would intend to hurt me, Mr Buckley\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cCouldn\u2019t you call me Billy \u2026\u201d he closed the door upon the darkening night and walked towards the table, then sat down again. \u201cI wonder who owned this cabin,\u201d he mused, \u201cI found some books on the shelf\u2026 one had a name, Chris somebody or other\u2026do you think he used to live here?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Mary Ann wasn\u2019t sure, she stared hard at the floor trying to remember, there was a Chris, once, some while back\u2026 but who was he? She shook her head \u201cI don\u2019t know, perhaps \u2026I don\u2019t really remember.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cDoesn\u2019t matter anyway, he hasn\u2019t been here for a long time now.\u201d Billy rose to his feet and stretched. \u201cI\u2019ll make us some coffee, and then I think you need to get some sleep.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI really think I should get home\u2026\u201d she replied in her best school marm manner and she struggled to stand, and just as before whenever she had attempted to do so, her leg gave way beneath her.<\/p>\n

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This time he didn\u2019t reach out to catch her, instead she fell forwards, grabbed at a chair and saved herself from landing on the floor. As she struggled back onto the bed she looked over at him, he shook his head \u201cYou see what I mean? You\u2019re hardly in any fit state to go home now, are you?\u201d<\/p>\n

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She didn\u2019t feel happy at the thought that he was right, she looked at him, saw the look of unconcealed triumph on his face and once again felt a trickling of fear touch her mind\u2026what was going on in that head of his? Why didn\u2019t he help her get home?<\/p>\n

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\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n

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Joe had fallen asleep almost as soon as his head had touched the pillow. Hop Sing had organised a bath for him, after which Dr Martin had arrived to check on their breaks and contusions, which he did with a thoroughness that even Timothy Schofield would have approved of\u2026 and then he had sat in the arm chair to wait for Mary Ann to come home, Hester had said she was visiting Marcy, so no doubt would be back before dark.<\/p>\n

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But it was dark now. A blanket had been placed over him, and the fire banked to keep the room warm, only the clock ticking could be heard. He shook his head and sighed, rubbed his face and then smiled as he thought that, of course, Mary Ann had not wished for him to be disturbed, he would find her upstairs, safely sleeping in their bed.<\/p>\n

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But he was hungry so his first thought now was to eat something, he wandered into the kitchen and felt more than relieved to feel strength in his legs. He hadn\u2019t expected that, event though it had been an automatic reflex to just get up and walk. He found food that had been set aside for him and ate it, found the coffee and reheated it, drank it and glanced at the clock as he did so. It was 2 o\u2019clock in the morning, outside it was dark, the sky was peppered with a generous display of stars\u2026how could any man prefer to spend their life under the ground and not see what creation poured out before their eyes.<\/p>\n

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He shuddered at the memory of that day, shuddered and felt sick at the realisation that he had given no thought to his brother, Hoss, nor to Adam and Pa\u2026 he pushed the cup to one side and quickly hurried to the stairs. Perhaps the sound of his movements were louder than usual during the night for Hester suddenly appeared on the landing, just as he had reached the turn of the steps, and he saw her with her wide eyes and tousled hair, one hand clinging to her dressing gown, keeping it closed together \u201cJoe?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI\u2019m sorry \u2013 didn\u2019t mean to disturb you.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI wasn\u2019t sleeping, I\u2019ve been with Hoss.\u201d She smiled \u201cI thought perhaps it was Mary Ann.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cMary Ann?\u201d Joe frowned, then gave a slight grin \u201cI was on my way up to her\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cOh that\u2019s a relief,\u201d Hester nodded, put a hand on his arm \u201cWhen did she get back?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWell\u2026I thought you\u2019d know? I mean \u2026 I don\u2019t know, I\u2019ve not seen her.\u201d<\/p>\n

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His throat was getting tight, his mouth going dry. \u201cMary Ann? Mary Ann?\u201d he called out as he hurried along the landing, reached the door to their room and pushed it open \u201cMary Ann?\u201d<\/p>\n

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The lamp on the hall table was burning, he picked it up and carried it into the room, set it down upon the bedside cabinet but there was no Mary Ann, there was no one in the room, no one at all.<\/p>\n

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Chapter 47<\/p>\n

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They both stared at the empty unruffled bed and then looked at one another, it was Hester who said \u201cBut I thought she had come home.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI thought she had seen me asleep and left me there rather than disturb me.\u201d Joe couldn\u2019t take his eyes from the bed, he screwed his eyes up tight and then opened then just in case it was just a \u2026what do you call it\u2026a hallucination. \u201cBut who put Daniel to bed? She must be here \u2026she must be home.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI gave Daniel his supper with the other children,\u201d Hester murmured and turned to where the child slept, sharing his room now with his cousins, \u201cThen I put him to bed.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cBut \u2013 but didn\u2019t you think it strange, that Mary Ann wasn\u2019t home to do that?\u201d his hand was shaking now, he felt sick, he wanted to cry but at the same time he was angry, that this should happen now, and why should it? Where was she?<\/p>\n

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\u201cBut Marcy\u2019s place is so far from here, Joe.\u201d Hester whispered, her voice had that slight sharpness in it that indicated she was struggling between hysteria and an extreme effort to remain calm, and logical, \u201cAnything could have happened\u2026\u201d she gasped, of all things to have said that, she spoke again quickly in an effort to smooth over the previous words \u201cI daresay night fell too soon, and she felt it safer to wait until morning to come home.\u201d<\/p>\n

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He desperately wanted to snatch at that straw, and like a drowning man he did so, he looked at Hesters anxious frightened face, and swallowed a gulp of fear \u201cDo you really think so?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cMary Ann\u2019s the most sensible of us women, Joe, you should realise that by now?\u201d Hester managed to put a little laughter into her voice \u201cShe wouldn\u2019t risk driving in the dark, not in her condition.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYou don\u2019t think that there could have been an accident?\u201d his voice was strained, his bowels were churning over and over now, and his stomach was knotting up causing pain in his abdomen<\/p>\n

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\u201cWhy think that? Mary Ann would never attempt driving in the dark, I\u2019m telling you, Joe, she is so careful, and Mistral is a good little horse too, you know how steady she is\u2026?\u201d<\/p>\n

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They both knew they were struggling to make excuses, Hester was almost gabbling out the words now and Joe was feeling sick, he shook his head, grabbed at the lamp and hurriedly said \u2018Excuse me\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Hester watched him as he made a speedy exit down the stairs, then with a profound sigh she returned to her bedroom where Hoss lay deeply sedated in the big bed, his face calm, serene, as though the turmoil and horror of the day had happened to someone else entirely.<\/p>\n

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She kissed him gently on the cheek, and looked at his profile, at the strong shape of his nose, stubborn chin, generous mouth\u2026to think she could have lost him, lost all that was so dear to her. How did other women handle such losses she wondered, how could they ever ever feel whole again if the one being that mattered most to them were to be snatched away.<\/p>\n

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She shivered and thought of Joe, of Mary Ann. As she looked at her husband she tried to think of any reason at all that would have prevented Mary Ann from returning home to her husband and family. Had she said anything before leaving that could have indicated that she would stay overnight with Marcy and Luke? Her thoughts tumbled over and over in her head until eventually she had to take up the candle again and leave the room to find Joe.<\/p>\n

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Her brother in law was pacing the floor, cradling his injured arm in his other hand, while he struggled to understand where his wife could have gone. At the sight of the flickering candle, and seeing Hester standing there at the foot of the stairs, he gave a wavering smile \u201cDo you think she\u2019s alright?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cOf course she is, Joe. She\u2019s perfectly safe. I keep telling you\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYes, I know\u2026she\u2019s sensible and wouldn\u2019t take risks.\u201d Joe bit his lips and shook his head, \u201cBut I just got a bad feeling about this, Hester, Mary Ann wouldn\u2019t have left it too late to come home, she would have been worried about Daniel, and I know she would never miss his bedtime.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWell, sometimes thinks happen, it is just possible she didn\u2019t feel well, and decided to rest until the morning. Look, Joe, we have to be practical about this\u2026.there\u2019s no point in adding to your worries and pain unnecessarily.\u201d She placed a hand on his shoulder, and looked into the anxious face, the way the hazel eyes looked quite blank with fear \u201cYou\u2019ve gone through so much today, Joe, you should rest, and in the morning we\u2019ll send the men out to look for her.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cDo you think she\u2019ll be home in the morning?\u201d he asked, his voice sounded like a helpless child, seeking solace and answers from someone who couldn\u2019t give any more credible answer than he could have given to himself.<\/p>\n

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\u201cYes, she\u2019ll be home as soon as she can get here. You have to remember it is some way from Marcy\u2019s ..it\u2019ll take some hours \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cShe shouldn\u2019t have gone, not on her own.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cShe wanted to deliver the quilt we had finished for Marcy and Luke, she was determined to go. She is a grown woman, Joe, I can hardly force her to stay home when her mind is made up.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Joe frowned, she\u2019s making excuses now, trying to cover up just in case \u2026but just in case of what? He shook his head and took hold of her hand, ashamed of his thoughts, it wasn\u2019t fair to have thought such a thing not when Hester had so much on her mind just now, with Hoss\u2026he paused \u2026Hoss? He hadn\u2019t even been up to see to his brother, to see if he was alright\u2026\u201dHow is he? How is Hoss?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cSedated. He\u2019s sleeping. Paul said he\u2019s going to be alright, the thick skull of the Cartwrights saved him yet again..\u201d she managed a smile, a slightly tremulous one, and blinked rapidly, she was obviously still shaken by her husbands condition, still scared that something could happen. \u201cHe\u2019ll be alright.\u201d<\/p>\n

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She said that in the same way she had said that Mary Ann would be home in the morning, it was a few words, but everyone weighed heavily with hope.<\/p>\n

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\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026..<\/p>\n

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Mary Ann lay upon her back with her eyes closed, trying as best she could to appear as though in a deep sleep. Billy Buckley had sat and watched her for some time, occasionally getting to his feet and standing by the side of the bed staring down at her as though struggling inwardly with feelings and desires that aroused such a strong longing within him that, like a moth drawn to the flicker of a flame, he was constantly drawn to her. She had been aware of his presence each time and had waited, barely daring to breathe, his presence a darker shadow within the shadows concealed behind her eyes.<\/p>\n

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Each time he had moved away and returned to his chair she had relaxed a little, prayed for him to go to sleep so that she could get away from the cabin, find Mistral and get to Marcy\u2019s place.<\/p>\n

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She knew she was close to the Double D, once Buckley had stopped talking she had thought hard about the few clues he had dropped in conversation, the reference to Chris and the siren from the mine ..it had all helped her to remember whereabouts she had actually when the horse had been frightened and ran wild. Little by little she planned her strategy, but it all depended on him sleeping deeply, and she wasn\u2019t sure he would because he had drank so much coffee. But then again, she fretted, what if once he was asleep her leg gave way again and she collapsed, woke him up, what chance of escape then?<\/p>\n

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What was she really afraid of, she asked herself now as she willed herself to stay awake, stay calm, wait her chance. What had he actually done to harm her? Nothing, nothing at all. He had tended her wound in her scalp, and provided something to drink, to eat and a bed to sleep upon. He had done nothing to cause her to be fearful of him, except those occasional flashes of emotion, anger\u2026bitterness\u2026whatever they had been caused by they were there, beneath the surface of a kind person. Because they were there, it meant she doubted the sincerity of what he was appearing to be, and inwardly, she knew, that she was afraid.<\/p>\n

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Silence seemed to fill the cabin, nothing could be heard, she wondered if perhaps she had fallen asleep and he had left the little building. She waited a while longer, and then opened her eyes.<\/p>\n

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How dark the room was, apart from fleeting shards of moon light drifting in through the window there was no light. She concentrated on remembering where the furniture was placed, how far the bed appeared from the door and then very quietly she began to move, slowly at first into a seated position. There was no sound, and gathering her courage, she twisted her legs around and swung them over the edge of the bed, her feet touched the floor, and she sat for a moment waiting for her heart beat to slow, to become steadier.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Once again she mentally pictured the layout of the table and chairs, and where the door was and pushing herself from the bed she forced herself to walk across the room, pausing once at the table edge when her leg started to shake and she thought she would fall. She had reached the door, her hand was on the latch and all it needed was for her to pull it back for the door to open and then she would be able to slip out and make her way to the stable\u2026 if there was one of course.<\/p>\n

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One small tug was all it would take and it was then that Billy\u2019s hand overlapped hers, and pulled it away from the door \u201cWhere do you think you\u2019re going?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Her heart nearly stopped, the disappointment was so great that she felt bile rise to her throat, she shivered involuntarily and his grip on her hand tightened as a result. \u201cI I need the out house.\u201d She stammered, \u201cI presume there is one?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThe outhouse?\u201d he scowled at her and his mouth thinned over his teeth, \u201c You expect me to believe you?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cAll that coffee \u2026 I\u2019ve sat for so long \u2026 I really do \u2026.\u201d She was panting, frightened, she wanted to cry, to scream, and the thought that she had to stay calm made her legs weak, she just didn\u2019t think she would be able to now, her head felt so light as though it were about to float off her shoulders \u201cPlease, Mr Buckley?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYou were going to try and leave, weren\u2019t you? You were going to leave me?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNo, of course not. I told you already I just needed the outhouse.\u201d She tried to pull her hand away, but he held her tightly, so tightly that it hurt \u201cPlease show me where it is, I\u2019m really feeling very uncomfortable now.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

How hard it was to try and say the words as though that was really all she needed to do, she told herself to pretend she was facing a classroom of naughty children rather than one angry man, but she couldn\u2019t stop her body from shaking so that when he did release her she staggered back, her injured leg gave way beneath her and she landed rather sadly upon the floor<\/p>\n

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\u201cYou really are like everyone else, aren\u2019t you, Mary Ann? Just another woman who lies and cheats to get what she wants. You were going to leave me here, weren\u2019t you? Where were you going to go, to the Ponderosa to find that husband of yours? And what then? Bring him here I suppose and get me hanged for murder.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI don\u2019t know what you mean, Billy. What murder? What do you have to do with Joe and murder?\u201d she was still sitting there, her skirts gathered around her, feeling her wrist which was burning from the tightness of his grip upon it earlier.<\/p>\n

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\u201cOh now that has got your attention hasn\u2019t it? All that sweet talk before, listening to what I was saying, that wasn\u2019t really interest in me, was it? You were just waiting for the chance to go \u2026 well, you wouldn\u2019t be the first woman I\u2019ve had to see off, Mary Ann, killing a woman is no hardship after the first time.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cBilly?\u201d her voice was weak, she felt as though she was sinking into a deep morass of misery, of despair and terror \u201cBilly, please \u2026 let me go home \u201c<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHah, I knew it, didn\u2019t I just say so? I knew you wanted to get back to the Ponderosa and leave me here. Why lie about it, why do you women always have to lie about everything.\u201d<\/p>\n

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He was scrabbling about for some matches now, she could hear his footsteps upon the hard dirt floor and then the rasp of a match, as though hypnotised she watched him put the tiny flame to the wick in the lamp.<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n

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Olivia reached out across the bed and felt only emptiness, the cold touch of the sheets meant her husband had been absent from her bed for some while. She lay quiet for a moment while she listened for any sound of his being in the room, but there were only the night noises usual to the room and the house.<\/p>\n

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She left the comfort of the bed and hurried to pull on her dressing gown, tying the cord around it as she made her way down the stairs and into the big room. She wasn\u2019t surprised to find Adam seated by the embers of the fire, staring at the dying glow of the logs. Very quietly she went to his side and sat close beside him, close enough to be leaning into him, she slid her hand into his and was grateful when his fingers closed around hers. She rested her head upon his shoulder and said nothing, so that they sat together, looking into the fading fire, knowing there was nothing to say at that moment, it would all be said later.<\/p>\n

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Chapter 48<\/p>\n

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The interior of the cabin flickered into light as the wick ignited and he turned it higher, then looked at her. She could see his face change before her eyes, the eyes softened, his mouth gentled \u201cI\u2019m sorry, sorry \u2026 of course you\u2019re different from other women, that was wrong of me to even think like that, here, take my arm, I\u2019ll help you to the out house.\u201d<\/p>\n

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His hand reached out to hers and she hesitated, her eyes fixed upon his face as she tentatively put her hand into his, she wondered if he could read the fear she was feeling but forcing herself not to allow on her face. \u201cThank you,\u201d she whispered and allowed him to help her to her feet<\/p>\n

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\u201cLean on me, I,ll help you.\u201d He slipped one arm around her waist and she steeled herself not to shudder from the revulsion she was feeling for him<\/p>\n

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Out into the night and she realised now that in fact she really did need to relieve herself, as he helped her stumble over the overgrown weed strewn pathway she thought over what he had been saying, what he had revealed to her\u2026could it be true? Was she in the company of a murderer?<\/p>\n

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The out house was horribly primitive but it was what it was, she stayed there for as long as she possibly could while trying to work out what to do next. She realised that there was no hope of evading him and getting home with her leg and other injuries, the bruising of which was becoming more and more evident. The baby was still, and for that she was grateful. It had made its presence felt throughout the day which had been reassuring, but at the same time enforced her determination to get away.<\/p>\n

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He was waiting for her outside, leaning against a tree with his arms folded and obviously in deep thought. As soon as she emerged he hurried forward to offer his arm and to help her back to the cabin, it was as they passed the remains of the makeshift stable that she paused \u201cIs my horse alright? Has she been fed?<\/p>\n

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\u201cI fed her earlier, along with my horse. A man has to care for his animals in this world,\u201d he spoke with some pride, a little pompous so she nodded and agreed with him, and allowed him to continue on to the cabin<\/p>\n

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He led her to the bed and waited for her to settle back against the pillows, then he returned to the chair in which he had been sleeping He did not extinguish the lamps light, but sat facing her, as though to make sure she wouldn\u2019t even think of trying to escape.<\/p>\n

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\u201cMr Buckley\u2026?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cBilly, you said you would call me Billy\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cOf course, I\u2019m sorry, Billy.\u201d She paused and closed her eyes, this was going to be the longest night of her life, she tried to unscrabble the words that were spinning around in her head and just when she felt that there was nothing to say after all, he asked her to say what it was she had on her mind.<\/p>\n

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\u201cI I was frightened by what you said earlier, about murdering a woman, I couldn\u2019t believe that you could do that\u2026surely not, Billy?\u201d<\/p>\n

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He frowned, had he really said that, admitted to murdering Mrs Mayhew? Had he said that? He closed his eyes and shook his head, then opened them again, looked directly at her face, into the large grey eyes that looked unblinkingly back at him.<\/p>\n

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\u201cDid I say that?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYes. Why would I make it up?\u201d<\/p>\n

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He shook his head and put his fingers to his temples as though there was something there that gave him pain and needed to be eased out \u201cI remember now, I\u2019m sorry, I didn\u2019t mean to frighten you.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cDid you kill someone?\u201d she kept her eyes on him, on his eyes, \u201cDid you?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cOh, Mary Ann, I\u2019ve killed so many\u2026since that time with Ed Payson. My life has been far far different to your husbands, you know?\u201d he paused a moment, his eyes became hooded and he looked away, anything rather than have those large grey eyes looking thoughtfully into his, he shrugged after a moment or so had passed he began to speak again \u201cI had no choice but to face down countless men who came and challenged me, and sometimes I wished that they would shoot me, end it all, because life was so empty.\u201d He shook his head \u201cYou see, it\u2019s not right to go through life, from one town to another, and always having to defend your reputation. I tried once to put the guns aside, to start anew, but they just wouldn\u2019t let me.\u201d<\/p>\n

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She said nothing to that, with no experience of such a life she couldn\u2019t understand why it would be so difficult to change its direction to one that would have been so much safer, so much better. He looked at her, as though waiting for her to make a comment, some criticism but after some moments silence he continued \u201cI thought getting work with McGarthy would provide me with the chance of a different life, but I was stupid I guess to have even dared to hope for anything with him \u2026\u201d he frowned again and began to fidget with his fingers, interlacing them restlessly<\/p>\n

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\u201cMcGarthy?\u201d she leaned forward \u201cJoe and Adam, they were going to the Bucksburn today, with Candy. I think Hoss and Ben were going too.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cMcGarthy wants them stopped, you realise that?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAdam said he did, but \u2026\u201d she looked at him, hoping that would be prompt enough for him to continue.<\/p>\n

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\u201cI can\u2019t tell you anything more, I don\u2019t want to tell you, Mary Ann, you\u2019d hate me for saying what I\u2019ve done.\u201d<\/p>\n

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She knew that she probably would because she already did, his voice was grating on her nerves now, her ears had picked out the self pitying whine of a man seeking to justify his actions, to cast blame upon someone else. She leaned against the pillows and closed her eyes, she wanted to sleep, her body ached so much that she could have cried, wept from pain and fear and despair.<\/p>\n

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\u201cFunny thing is, I liked her, Mrs Mayhew I mean,\u201d he was staring at her, even with her eyes closed she could sense the intensity of his eyes upon her \u201cI didn\u2019t want to hurt her, so I arranged things in a way that just perhaps the accident wouldn\u2019t happen? Do you know what I mean?\u201d<\/p>\n

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She shook her head, trying to remember the things she had heard from Joe, Hoss and Adam\u2026 she didn\u2019t want to look at him, not now but it was like being in a room with a snake, one had to look just in case it struck out and then, if you weren\u2019t prepared for it, what chance did one have ?<\/p>\n

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He stood up now and drew nearer to the bed, squatted down close to her so that his eyes were level with her own \u201cMary Ann, try and understand what it\u2019s like, I didn\u2019t want to hurt her.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cThen why did you?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cMcGarthy \u2026\u201d he frowned and his lips twisted into that bitter thin line she dreaded \u201cI shouldn\u2019t have told you, it\u2019s best you forget it, do you hear?\u201d<\/p>\n

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She swallowed bile, shook her head, \u201cI\u2019m sorry, of course, anything you say\u2026\u201d her voice was fading, she just couldn\u2019t lay there much longer, and now the baby had woken up and its movements made her feel vulnerable, frightened and very alone.<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n

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Olivia woke up to find herself back in bed, warm and cosy with her husband sleeping beside her. One hand was resting lightly upon her bare shoulder, and her head was resting upon his other arm. With a sigh she turned into him, nudged her head into a more comfortable position and smiled drowsily at the thought that he had carried her up the stairs, removed her dressing gown and put her to bed. He stirred, sighed, a slight frown furrowed his brow \u2026 she watched his face for a moment in the light of a new dawn, and then leaned towards him to kiss away the creases so that he could sleep more restfully for what was left of the night.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Chapter 49<\/p>\n

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Mary Ann was surprised to open her eyes and to realise that she had actually fallen to sleep. After staring up at the shadows in the ceiling and accepting the fact that she had not been caught up in some horrific dream she roused herself drowsily to sit up and take stock of the current situation.<\/p>\n

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Dawn was fast approaching and that would mean her absence from home would surely have been noticed. Perhaps Joe was already on his way to rescue her, in which case there were only a few hours to wait. She looked over at Billy who was seated in his customary chair by the table and realised, with relief, that he was asleep. Surely, surely, this was her chance to escape.<\/p>\n

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His head had drooped and his arms were folded across his chest, his breathing was deep, she could see the rise and fall as his lungs filled and emptied of air\u2026his gun was in the holster but the gun belt was draped casually over the back of the chair, the gun handle close to his reach and leaning against his leg was the rifle. He may have had only a woman to contend with but he was obviously not taking any chances.<\/p>\n

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She remembered over hearing Adam and Joe talking once about weapons, the theme of the conversation being that anything could be used as a weapon if desperate enough. Adam had been telling Joe about a time when he has used a wet towel as the only means of defence against some brute of a man, and Joe had agreed that even a glass of water, or a cup of hot coffee may be enough to provide those vital few seconds or moments for a chance to escape.<\/p>\n

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But she couldn\u2019t see anything that she could use like that, not that she wasn\u2019t quick witted enough just that some sense of pity for this unloved man touched her sensitivities. Everything she looked at would have meant causing him pain \u2026and she never liked to cause anyone or anything pain of any kind.<\/p>\n

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There were also her own injuries to consider, her leg and shoulder, and her head throbbed dully as a reminder to that injury as well. But \u2013 taking a deep breath she moved away from the bed, and took several steps forwards, then cast an anxious look at the man at the table.<\/p>\n

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His eyes were wide open and he was looking directly at her. For a moment only he looked angry, then confused before he stood up and stretched \u201cI suppose you need the outhouse again? Not surprised \u2026so do I.\u201d<\/p>\n

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He smiled and stepped forward, taking hold of her arm gently in his hand and leading the way to the door which he opened still with the smile on his face. She glanced again at him before turning away at the solicitous look she saw in his eyes as he gazed at her, \u201cCome along, Mary Ann, this is the best part of the day, you can smell the freshness in the air. Do you think it will rain later on?\u201d<\/p>\n

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She couldn\u2019t speak, her lips were numb. They walked slowly to the outhouse, passing the stables and she glanced inside to see, with dismay, that Mistral was still harnessed to the buggy which, despite the collision seemed remarkably undamaged. It touched her heart to see the poor horse in that condition, Ben had always preached about the care of the animals coming before a mans own needs and here was poor Mistral, being neglected.<\/p>\n

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\u201cHere we are \u2026 you first.\u201d And he smiled gallantly, indicating the outhouse.<\/p>\n

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As she closed the rickitty door behind her Mary Ann felt a terrible sense of foreboding, there had to be something, anything, that could get her free from this man. As she fumbled with her clothing the baby began its early morning exercises, it tumbled and jiggled within her \u2026 well, of course, why hadn\u2019t she thought of that before\u2026??<\/p>\n

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She stumbled from the outhouse, clutching at her stomach \u201cOh no, no, please help me, please help me\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWhy\u2026what\u2019s wrong \u2026 what\u2019s the matter? Mary Ann \u2026\u201d mumbling, stumbling he hurried towards her, clutching hold of her, holding her tightly in his arms \u201cWhat\u2019s wrong? Please say you\u2019re alright\u2026please don\u2019t be ill?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n

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The pummelling on the door rattled through the house, accompanied by Joe\u2019s voice shouting \u201cPa! Pa! Adam? Are you there \u2026open the door\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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Cheng pulled the latch back and the door opened with such force that he was nearly knocked off his feet. Ben and Adam, bleary eyed and still pulling on their shirts were making their way down the stairs, rubbing their faces and scratching their heads, still yawning \u201cWhat in the name of heavens is the matter with you, boy?\u201d Ben snapped angrily while from one of the bedrooms came the thin wail of the baby.<\/p>\n

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It was one of those moments where realisation of something terrible was sensed before any word was spoken, the three men looked at one another and Ben cried in a voice full of anguish \u201cHoss? What\u2019s happened to my son?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam reached out a hand to place on his father\u2019s arm, to steady him for the big man had faltered, seemed likely to fall, but even as he did so the look on Joe\u2019s face led him to demand to know what had happened with a feeling that whatever it was had little to do with Hoss<\/p>\n

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\u201cMary Ann \u2013\u201c Joe cried, raised his eyes upwards as though by doing so he could summon up the words without breaking down \u201cShe hasn\u2019t come home, she left yesterday morning to go to Marcy\u2019s \u2026 she isn\u2019t back.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Ben\u2019s fears for Hoss were now transferred to sympathy and misery for his youngest son, he steadied himself and placed his hands on Joe\u2019s shoulders \u201cSpeak plain, son, what do you think could have happened to her.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Joe walked further into the room, leaned against the arm of the settee before slowly sinking into it, he buried his face in his hand \u201cI keep telling myself that she\u2019s alright, no doubt stayed overlong at Marcy\u2019s and decided not to risk the ride home by herself in the dark. But I can\u2019t\u201d he paused, struggled to catch his breath and then looked from his father to his brother with hazel eyes blurred by tears \u201cI can\u2019t shake off this feeling that something\u2019s wrong, she wouldn\u2019t do that, she\u2019s too \u2013\u201c he brushed his hair back from his brow, shook his head \u201cshe wouldn\u2019t miss looking after Danny, and she was worried about us going to that mine.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam nodded and looked at Ben \u201cI\u2019ll get dressed, Pa, go and see what\u2019s happened at Marcy\u2019s\u201d<\/p>\n

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Joe bounced up, colour flaring up into his cheeks \u201cI\u2019ll come with you,\u201d he looked at Ben, hesitated a moment at the fleeting shadow of confusion on his father\u2019s face, then said \u201cHoss was asking for you, Pa, I saw him just before I came here.\u201d He bit his lip, he didn\u2019t like to admit that he had spent hours sitting at the bedside of his sick brother, while Hester slept, anything was better than pacing the floor worrying about Mary Ann.<\/p>\n

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Adam paused half way to the stairs and looked anxiously at Joe \u201cAre you sure you\u2019re up to this, Joe? You look far from well yourself.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cFor Pete\u2019s sake, Adam, , , I\u2019ve wasted enough time as it is, if you \u2013\u201c<\/p>\n

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\u201cAlright\u201d Adam nodded, raised a hand to ward off further angry words, spoken he knew by a man exhausted from the previous days events as well as a night being driven crazy by fears for his wife, \u201cI won\u2019t be long.. Pa, will you be alright?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Ben nodded and while Adam mounted the stairs as fast as he could for his leg was still paining him, his father sat down beside Joe and asked him gently to explain everything, slowly and clearly, just in case there was something that had been over looked previously but could be of use later on.<\/p>\n

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Olivia looked at her husband with a concerned look on her face, she was cradling Nathaniel in her arms, \u201cWhat\u2019s wrong, Adam? I heard Pa saying something about Hoss?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam shook his head all the while pulling clothes on, buttoning them up, searching for socks \u201cHoss is alright, Pa\u2019s going over later to see him. It\u2019s Mary Ann, she hasn\u2019t come back from that errand to Marcy\u2019s.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Olivia nodded \u201cThat\u2019s right, she was taking the quilt there, she insisted on going, she was worried about Joe.\u201d She looked down at the baby and seeing that he had drifted back to sleep paused in her rocking back and forth, \u201cShe may seem very calm and collected but she was frightened by what she had heard about him, McGarthy I mean. The fact that the three of you were going there with Pa really worried her.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam pulled on his boots and nodded rather absent mindedly, \u201cWe\u2019ll probably meet her on her way home.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNo, I don\u2019t think so. Mary Ann would never spend time away from home, from Daniel and Joe, she would have wanted to get back as soon as possible to make sure everything went alright at the Bucksburn.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam looked at his wife and noticed the anxiety on her face, \u201cYou really think so?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI know Mary Ann well by now, dear, she would have never stayed away without really good cause, and that would be about something she couldn\u2019t prevent, like \u2026like the horse dropping dead, or a flood \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWell, it hasn\u2019t rained that heavily yet for us to be worrying about floods.\u201d Adam muttered and kissed her cheek, \u201cI\u2019ll be back as soon as possible.\u201d<\/p>\n

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She watched him leave the room, unwashed, unshaven, and looking rather more anxious than he would have wanted her to have noticed. Nathaniel stirred in her arms and just as she was about to lower him into the cot, Sofia appeared \u201cMommy, what was all that shouting and banging?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Downstairs Adam grabbed at his gun belt, checked that the gun was fully loaded and slipped it back into its holster. Joe rose to his feet, swayed slightly, and steadied himself with a determined effort while Ben looked anxiously at them both. Then, before he could say anything Adam had the door open, and both he and Joe had gone.<\/p>\n

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William Buckley as he had first introduced himself to Mary Ann, poured out a glass of water and handed it to the young woman, noticing with some regret the way her hand was shaking as she took it from him, \u201cAre you sure about ..about what you said?\u201d<\/p>\n

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He was nervous, frightened and with just cause for Mary Ann had spent the past hour groaning and retching and when she had cried in a shrill voice \u201cIt\u2019s the baby, oh nooo, it\u2019s the baby.\u201d He had replied \u201cWhat about it? What\u2019s wrong?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Now here he was, watching her as she struggled on the bed, had attempted to get back on her feet only for her leg to give way once again. \u201cWhat do I do, Mary Ann? I ain\u2019t never been with a woman having a baby before?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cGet me a doctor, I need a doctor.\u201d Mary Ann shrieked and screwed up her face as though it was an effort to stop from screaming<\/p>\n

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\u201cI can\u2019t leave you here on your own, it\u2019s too far, anything could happen to you while I\u2019m gone. Are you sure, Mary Ann, really sure?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cOf course I\u2019m sure, of course I\u2019m sure\u2026\u201d she clenched her hands into fists, and hit the wall with one which made Billy jump back from the bed in case one of those fists struck him.<\/p>\n

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\u201cI ain\u2019t leaving, Mary Ann, I can\u2019t \u2026 it\u2019s too far \u2026\u201d he began to pace the floor, striking one clenched fist into the palm of his other hand, \u201cI can\u2019t let you have this baby, not here, not when I\u2019m on my own. I don\u2019t know what to do.. I ain\u2019t never been in a situation like this before\u2026what if something happens\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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Mary Ann groaned aloud, and heaved in a deep breath then she said as though suddenly inspired \u201cMy friend, Marcy, she lives near by..only a few miles\u2026she could come and take care of me while you go for the doctor.\u201d<\/p>\n

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He stopped pacing and frowned, looked at her and thought about what she had said, from the corner of her eyes Mary Ann watched as he licked his lips, scratched his nose, she gave another groan, \u201cPlease help me, Billy. I can\u2019t have this baby on my own.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI\u2019ll go, I\u2019ll get your friend \u2026I know where the ranch house is, I checked it out the first time I found this cabin. Please Mary Ann, please keep calm\u2026don\u2019t die on me, will you?\u201d<\/p>\n

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She said nothing to that, just groaned long and hard \u2026then watched as he grabbed his hat, buckled on his gun belt and hurried to the door. Then he paused and to her dismay walked purposefully back to the bed, he knelt down beside it and grabbed at her hand, holding it tightly between his own \u201cMary Ann, do you remember me telling you about the woman I \u2013 I love?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cSally?\u201d she said between clenched teeth<\/p>\n

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\u201cNo, not Sally\u2026the woman I fell in love with only a few weeks ago \u2026it was you, Mary Ann. It was \u2013 is \u2013 you.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cMe?\u201d Mary Ann\u2019s eyes flew wide open \u201cBut\u2026 I only saw you once \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cHow many times does it have to take? A man knows when he see the only woman he could possibly love. I\u2019ll be back soon with this Marcy person, and then go for the doctor. Just \u2013 just remember, Mary Ann, that you are more precious to me than anything in the world.\u201d<\/p>\n

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He kissed her hand then, several times over, and would have kissed her lips, her face, had she not doubled over and groaned again so that he got up as fast as he could and hurried from the cabin, casting a frantic look back at her before he closed the door.<\/p>\n

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She groaned and fell back upon the pillows, closed her eyes and felt tears, hot and wet, fall from her eyes. After some moments she heard the sound of the horse galloping away from the cabin, she listened intently, craning her head to the sound, until it faded away.<\/p>\n

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The tears still fell, but this time with relief. At last she was free from his odious presence, alone to make plans, to get away. She sat up and swung her legs over the side of the bed, straightened her skirts and took a deep breath, if only her leg was strong enough now, if she could only get from the cabin to the place where he had left Mistral. She wiped her eyes now, there was little point in wasting time crying when there was this chance to escape. She stood up, leaning now upon her stronger leg, and took a step forward \u2026 the memory of his face when she first went into \u2018labour\u2019 caused a mischivious grin to touch her lips, how frightened he looked, his eyes had nearly popped out of their sockets.<\/p>\n

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Her weakened leg buckled but she grabbed at the wall and clung to it, if only she had thought of \u2018going into labour\u2019 sooner, perhaps she would have been spared having to groan and wail for the past hour, having given herself a sore throat as a result, but it had been worth it, it had frightened him enough to leave. She had almost reached the door when she stopped and realised that in giving herself this chance of escape she had placed dear Marcy in great danger. She couldn\u2019t imagine Billy Buckley being kind to anyone if he returned to find the cabin empty and his captive gone.<\/p>\n

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Chapter 50<\/p>\n

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The sound of a horse approaching the Double D at some speed caused Marcy Dent to panic, she turned from feeding the hens, dropping the bowl as she did so, and began to run to the house where she hoped to barricade herself inside should there be such a need. She was half way across the yard when the horseman appeared, pulled up the horse to a rearing standstill and then yelled \u201cAre you Marcy?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYes\u2026who wants to know?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cMary Ann \u2026\u201d he swallowed on the rest of the name, try as he could \u2013 and he didn\u2019t really try that hard \u2013 but he just couldn\u2019t say \u2018Cartwright\u2019 \u2026\u201dMary Ann\u2019s gone into labour, she wants your help.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cMary Ann\u2026\u201d Marcy put a hand to her mouth, her eyes widened in alarm \u201cYou mean, Mary Ann Cartwright from the Ponderosa?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cOf course I mean her\u2026don\u2019t just stand there, woman \u2026 she needs you there, right now\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWhere? Where is she? Who are you..\u201d she paused to stare at him, realising that this could be some trick, a means of taking advantage of her in some way, she looked at the door of the house and then back to him as he advanced towards her \u201cWhat are you?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI\u2019m a friend of Mary Ann\u2019s \u2026 she had an accident yesterday and I took her to a cabin nearby\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cA cabin? Near by?\u201d Marcy stammered and looked at him as though he were an idiot, while he stared at her and was quite convinced that he had found one for sure.<\/p>\n

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\u201cIt belonged to someone called Chris\u2026\u201d he snapped impatiently \u201cNot far from here.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cChris O\u2019Dell. And she\u2019s there? Really there?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cHow many more times do I have to tell you.\u201d Billy cried, demanded, his dark eyes glared at her more vehemently than ever \u201cJust hurry \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI\u2019ll get ..\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNo, you come with me, now..\u201d and without waiting for her to say another word he grabbed her arm, pulled her along and indicated that she mounted up into the saddle immediately. \u201cWe\u2019ve wasted enough time here,\u201d<\/p>\n

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She was too frightened to say a word, but clung to the pommel of the saddle with both hands and prayed mightily that everything he claimed was true even though it hardly seemed possible, she was sure Mary Ann\u2019s baby wasn\u2019t due for several more months yet.<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n

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Adam slowed his horse and reached out a hand to wards his brothers, causing it to rear back before slowing \u201cJoe, you look as though you\u2019re about to collapse, you either take a few minutes to get yourself together now or go back home.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Joe couldn\u2019t believe what he was hearing, his eyes blazed green and his lips tightened into a stubborn line of refusal, but by now Adam had hold of the horse\u2019s reins, forcing Joe to be still. \u201cLeave me be, Adam, or by heaven I\u2019ll kick you away from my horse.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cDon\u2019t even try doing that, Joe. You know I\u2019m talking sense here. Just slow down, take some water, calm down \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cAre YOU crazy???? That\u2019s my wife who\u2019s missing \u2026 she could be injured, she could be\u2026she could be\u2026\u201d his lips went white and he swayed in the saddle, grabbed at the saddle horn, and forced himself to stay upright.<\/p>\n

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Adam dismounted and brought his canteen over to his brother, unscrewed the stopper \u00a0and handed it to him \u201cHave you eaten?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWould you have eaten anything if it were your wife?\u201d Joe snapped but grabbed at the canteen and gulped down some water, then, breathing hard he handed it back to his brother. \u201cWhat if she\u2019s been hurt, Adam, and the baby \u2026 I mean\u2026what if ..\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cJoe, stop it.\u201d Adam mounted into the saddle, and glared angrily at his little brother, \u201cI\u2019m sure she\u2019s alright, it\u2019s about time you started thinking the same\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI can\u2019t,\u201d Joe said quietly, and blinked furiously for his eyes felt like there was sand in them he was so exhausted, he hauled in a deep breath \u201cI keep imagining her somewhere I can\u2019t reach her, somewhere I can\u2019t help her\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cThen stop imagining and concentrate on the facts \u2026\u201d Adam growled and then urged his horse forward, confident that Joe would be right behind him.<\/p>\n

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His injured hand hurt, hurt a lot, his back ached, his leg felt weak, he was hungry and longed for a strong coffee but he wasn\u2019t unmindful of Joe\u2019s concerns for he knew had it been Olivia he would have been equally as concerned, equally as negligent of his own well being in order to ensure her safety.<\/p>\n

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He glanced down at the road and picked up the recent tracks of the buggy and Mistral\u2019s prints leading towards the Double D. As though encouraged by them the two brothers rode onwards, the pale sun of a fall day washing over them.<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n

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The cabin door opened and Billy pushed Marcy inside, as though to make sure that Mary Ann was still there and safe, he followed immediately behind the woman, who gave a cry of alarm \u201cOh Mary Ann\u2026Mary Ann\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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Still seated on the bed, hugging the blanket around her, Mary Ann saw Marcy and could have wept with relief, she reached out her arms and Marcy ran into them. As the two women embraced Billy stepped back into the door frame \u201cIs everything alright, Mary Ann\u2026are you alright?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cThank you, Billy, I\u2019ll be alright with Marcy here\u2026 you will go for the doctor now, won\u2019t you? You did promise?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Billy looked at them, his eyes narrowed, he looked at Mary Ann who tried to look as though she were in agony, and then at Marcy who looked as confused and frightened as he would have expected of her\u2026then he nodded slowly, \u201cI\u2019ll go right now, but it will be a few hours, Mary Ann, before I get back, you do realise that?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI know, I know\u2026\u201d she groaned, and Marcy grabbed her hand and looked horrified enough to convince Billy that he really needed to get to town fast, \u201cPlease, please hurry.\u201d<\/p>\n

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He vanished and within minutes they heard his horse galloping away. Marcy looked from the door to her friend \u201cMary Ann, he said\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cIt doesn\u2019t matter what he said, Marcy. We have to go, we have to get out of here as fast as possible.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cBut, you can\u2019t, not in your condition.\u201d Marcy cried, looking in amazement at her friend \u201cWhen was your last contraction? I\u2019m not going to be responsible\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cMarcy, please believe me, we have to go \u2026 it\u2019s alright, I\u2019m not in labour, I only said that to get rid of him. I need your help, Marcy, I hurt my leg when I fell from the buggy.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cThe buggy? Mary Ann\u2026I don\u2019t understand what\u2019s going on, I \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cDon\u2019t ask questions, just help me because if he comes back and finds us both still here I don\u2019t know what he\u2019ll be capable of \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n

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Joe pummelled on the door of the ranch house and then stepped back to observe it, as though its solid appearance would disclose the secret as to why it remained unopen. He was still standing there when Adam approached him, limping more heavily than normal, \u201cThere\u2019s a bowl of hen food been spilled over, the bowl broken\u2026and horse prints nearby, seems as though a man has been here and taken Marcy with him. Double up I\u2019d say\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWhere do you think they\u2019d be going? Do you think it could have been Luke \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNo, I don\u2019t ..\u201d<\/p>\n

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They mounted their horses and turned into the direction the tracks led them, after a moment or so Adam said \u201cThis is taking us to Chris O\u2019Dell\u2019s shack.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cDo you think so?\u201d Joe frowned \u201cWhy would Mary Ann go there?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam said nothing but shook his head doubtfully, it was hardly making sense unless Joe\u2019s instincts were right and Mary Ann had been hurt, perhaps someone had gone to help her and then come for Marcy\u2026he didn\u2019t want to say another word, worried now that his own imagination was beginning to take on the stuff of nightmares.<\/p>\n

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\u201cOver there\u2026\u201d Joe pointed to something that was lying on the ground, something bundled in a white sheet and fluttering in the slight breeze.<\/p>\n

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The dismounted yet again to look at the tracks and to identify the story they had to tell them\u2026\u201dSeems like Mistral went off the track, the buggy went over\u2026\u201d Adam muttered, indicating with the toe of his boot where the indentation of the collision was quite clear to be seen.<\/p>\n

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\u201cHester said Mary Ann was taking this quilt to Marcy\u2026 \u201c Joe held a corner of the aforementioned quilt in between his fingers, then nodded up towards the trees \u201cSeems Mistral took the buggy way off course\u2026 something must have frightened the beast.\u201d He frowned, \u201cDo you think someone could have taken Mary Ann to Chris\u2019 cabin?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWe\u2019ll soon find out..\u201d Adam murmured \u201cIt\u2019s not that far from here now..\u201d<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n

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Marcy looked around her anxiously, fearfully, then turned her attention back to Mary Ann \u201cDo you think it\u2019ll be safe?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cBilly said that the buggy hadn\u2019t been as badly damaged as he had first thought,\u201d Mary Ann replied as she stroked Mistral\u2019s neck while leading the animal, with the buggy, from the makeshift stable.<\/p>\n

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\u201cDo you think he\u2019ll come back?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Mary Ann looked scared, her face went pale and she shivered \u201cI don\u2019t know, Marcy, he\u2019s so unpredictable, that\u2019s why we have to get out of here right away. Come on, help me now, the wheels got stuck against something.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Marcy hurried over and together the two women struggled to push the wheel free, it gave way quickly causing them both to stagger forward and fall upon one another, Marcy giggled, \u201cSorry, Mary Ann\u2026it\u2019s just that I\u2019m so scared he\u2019ll be here and we won\u2019t be able to get away.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cThen there\u2019s no point in giggling is there,\u201d Mary Ann snapped feeling that she could have slapped Marcy if there had been the time to do so, \u201cLead Mistral out now, take her head\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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Mistral was a compliant beast and was happy to obey Marcy\u2019s gentle handling, the buggy lumbered along behind her and it wasn\u2019t long before Mary Ann was limping towards her friend \u201cThere now, it looks fine\u2026 come on, we need to get away from here.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWhat if he comes to the Double D? What shall we do?\u201d Marcy whispered as she stepped up into the buggy.<\/p>\n

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\u201cI don\u2019t know, do you think we should head straight for the Ponderosa?\u201d Mary Ann looked doubtfully at her friend, now that there was someone else to share the thinking with her she found herself no longer feeling quite as confident as formerly.<\/p>\n

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\u201cIt\u2019s so much further to the Ponderosa \u2026\u201d Marcy said, her voice trailing away as though all that time travelling left Billy plenty of time to catch them up<\/p>\n

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\u201cThen we\u2019ll go to the Double D and barricade ourselves in, at least we can defend ourselves there should he come.\u201d<\/p>\n

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They were about to send Mistral on the way when there came the sound of horses approaching, they looked at one another, saw dismay and fear in the others\u2019 eyes and went pale \u201cToo late\u2026\u201d whispered Mary Ann<\/p>\n

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\u201cHe\u2019s come back\u2026\u201d Marcy grabbed at Mary Ann\u2019s hand \u201cHe\u2019s come back.\u201c<\/p>\n

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Chapter 51<\/p>\n

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If fear could be so easily contagious then both women were utterly consumed by it\u2026they groped for each others hands and stood as though paralysed.<\/p>\n

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Mary Ann felt her knees weaken and her body began to shake, the desire to scream was so strong as to be stifling.\u00a0 Marcy, who had known Buckley for such short moments in comparison to Mary Ann stood as though frozen.\u00a0 She was sure that were it not for her hair being so tightly braided it would be standing on end.<\/p>\n

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\u201cHe\u2019ll kill us\u2026\u201d Mary Ann whispered and tightened her hands on Marcy\u2019s, \u201cHe\u2019s already killed one woman, he won\u2019t spare any mercy on us, no matter what he said.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI don\u2019t understand\u2026oh Mary Ann \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n

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Billy Buckley\u2019s horse was a powerful beast and ate up the distance from the cabin towards town with the strength in its long legs.\u00a0 All Billy could think of was Mary Ann suffering within the cabin. \u00a0 How long, he wondered, did it take for a woman to deliver a baby? \u00a0 Some women died in child birth, he had heard that said, and the thought of returning to the cabin to find Mary Ann in agony or dying over whelmed him with misery.<\/p>\n

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It would take him several hours to get to Virginia City, if he turned at the junction then he could reach Carson City in less time but with no guarantee of getting a doctor who would be available to help.\u00a0 There was, he realised, another alternative, he could ride to the Pyramid Mining Co and get Dr Hay who always seemed more than accommodating in assisting the Bucksburn miners.<\/p>\n

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His mind teetered from one alternative to the other and when he reached the junction he drew the horse to a halt. \u00a0 What if she were lying?\u00a0 The thought trickled into his mind and stuck fast.\u00a0 He gnawed on his bottom lip and scowled at the far off horizon while his horse pawed restlessly at the ground eager to continue with this early morning gallop.<\/p>\n

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Would she lie about such a thing?\u00a0 Would she?\u00a0 She was a woman after all, and when he thought over the time they had spent together it occurred to him that she had not once shown him any kindness, or appreciation for all he had done for her.\u00a0 He reminded himself that she was a married woman and he should not expected to be like Gwen or the other women he had known in the past.<\/p>\n

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He turned the horse towards Carson City, but still hesitated to move onwards.\u00a0 Mary Ann Cartwright.\u00a0 Joseph Cartwright\u2019s wife.He glanced around \u00a0as though the shadows threatened him with myriads of Cartwrights coming to save and protect her.\u00a0 But it wasn\u2019t as if she were alone, \u00a0there was the other woman there now, and whether she were lying or not all she needed was Marcy Dent to provide an arm to lean upon in order to<\/p>\n

reach the horse, still harnessed to the buggy.<\/p>\n

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She had played him for a fool.<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n

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The two brothers urged their horses onwards knowing that they were not far from the cabin now.\u00a0 Joe felt a coil of fear and anxiety knot in his stomach at the thought of anything having happened to Mary Ann.\u00a0 Someone had obviously come to her assistance. Some good Samaritan who must have then gone to get Marcy \u2026but who?<\/p>\n

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Adams thoughts ran along parallel lines to those of his brother, there was no doubting the fact that some one had come upon Mary Ann and provided her with help, and that Marcy had been brought along from the Double D by this same person.\u00a0 He had an inkling of an idea of whom it could have been, but it was vague, tenuous.\u00a0 He clutched at it for some tangible hold in his mind, but it slipped away like gossamer threads upon a breeze.<\/p>\n

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At last the cabin was within sight and standing together were Mary Ann and Marcy. The fact that they both looked terrified didn\u2019t occur to him, he only felt as though his heart would burst with the joy of seeing her again, to see that she was safe, unharmed. \u00a0 He had never in his life felt \u00a0greater relief than when he saw her now and forgetting his own weakness he drew the horse to a halt, and nearly fell from the saddle.<\/p>\n

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Mary Ann\u2019s knee\u2019s crumpled, she was crying, she was laughing \u2026her hands went to her face and then stretched out towards him.\u00a0 Then she was back on her feet and running towards him \u201cJoe, Joe\u2026thank God it\u2019s you, thank God \u2026 \u00a0I knew you\u2019d come, I knew you would \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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And then she was in his arms, sobbing on his shoulder one moment, kissing his face the next and he was stroking her back, talking nonsense as words tumbled from his mouth, the most important being the words \u2018I love you, Mary Ann, I love you.\u2019<\/p>\n

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Seeing his brother clinging to his wife and that Mary Ann appeared quite unharmed gave Adam a sense of pleasurable relief and he was about to dismount when he realised that Marcy was gesturing to him for attention. \u00a0 Once she was within range of speaking she told him all that she knew, that Billy Buckley had rescued Mary Ann, had done her no harm, but something about him had terrified not only her, but Marcy as well.<\/p>\n

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\u201cWhat exactly \u2026did Mary Ann explain what it was \u2026 you are sure he never harmed her?\u201d<\/p>\n

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She glanced now over her shoulder then turned to look up into his earnest brown eyes, and nodded \u201cMary Ann told me that he had admitted to killing a woman\u2026she was afraid enough of him to think he would have killed us both now, had it been him coming here.\u201d<\/p>\n

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For a moment Adam said nothing, then looked over at Joe who was now holding onto the side of the buggy for support, he frowned \u201cMarcy, Joe needs medical attention \u2026he\u2019s far from well, could you take him to the Double D and keep him there while I go for a doctor?\u201d<\/p>\n

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She stepped back, away from the big horse and nodded, and, knowing well enough that she would not let him down Adam \u00a0turned his horse in the direction that Billy had taken less than an hour previously.<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026..<\/p>\n

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The tracks were not difficult to identify and follow.\u00a0 Billy had taken no pains to conceal his route, why should he indeed, after all, \u00a0he had not anticipated anyone in pursuit of him now.<\/p>\n

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The two horsemen galloped on, avoiding obstacles in their way, ducking beneath the errant bough of a tree or skirting a boulder that would send the horse flailing.\u00a0 They rode with such speed that the animals were beginning to falter, to breathe more heavily and then there was no longer any reason for pursuit and Adam found that he was, in fact, pursuing no one, for Billy had turned back towards the cabin, had been riding towards him all the time.<\/p>\n

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Both men brought the horses to a halt and it was Billy who drew his gun, \u201cI didn\u2019t expect to find you here, Adam.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cPut the gun away, Billy. \u00a0 There\u2019s no point in using it now.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cIsn\u2019t there?\u201d \u00a0Billy frowned, he knew Adam had come from the cabin, there was no other direction he could have come from which led him to wonder what Mary Ann would have told them.\u00a0 For \u00a0a brief moment the grip on the weapon faltered, \u201cFunny how you and me always seem to find ourselves staring at one another over the barrel of a gun, isn\u2019t it?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam sighed and bowed his head, nodded and shrugged \u201cDoesn\u2019t have to happen now, though, does it?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cFirst time we met, you had the advantage over me, remember?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Once again Adam nodded \u201cI remember.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNext time round you wanted me to draw on you \u2026 protecting your friend Ed Payson, you don\u2019t have very nice friends, Adam, he wasn\u2019t a good friend to you.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThat\u2019s not for you to judge, Billy.\u00a0 But ..\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cAnd then the last time, still wanting to keep that scum alive, but you lost out didn\u2019t you? \u00a0 He wanted to have that chance of getting me for himself, didn\u2019t he?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNo, you\u2019re wrong about that, Billy.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam held the reins of his horse in both hands, now he rested them upon the pommel of his saddle, he could recall that evening when Billy came, all hot tempered and fired up, and how cool Ed was in comparison. \u00a0 He sighed \u201cNo, you\u2019re wrong, Billy, he didn\u2019t want to shoot you. \u00a0 He didn\u2019t want you to shoot him either, come to that, he knew what kind of life you\u2019d have \u2013 afterwards.\u201d<\/p>\n

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He could see from the way Billy\u2019s jaw tightened that he had the man\u2019s attention now, and raised his eyes to look him full in the face \u201cEd Payson was a dying man anyway, he had come home to die, he just didn\u2019t want to die in a shoot out, because he knew the other person would have a miserable life, I guess he was right about that, huh?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYes, he was right about that, Adam.\u00a0 From the moment he fell, and I heard Sally scream, I knew life was changed for me, and it has been \u2026miserable.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cBut it doesn\u2019t have to be, Billy.\u00a0 Not now.\u00a0 You helped Mary Ann, you kept her safe.\u00a0 You could start afresh, shake off McGarthy and have a decent life.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYou know I can\u2019t, Adam.\u00a0 You know what I\u2019ve done, that sheriff friend of yours, he knows too.\u201d Billy frowned and sighed \u201cMary Ann knows as well now.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAbout Mrs Mayhew?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYeah, about Mrs Mayhew.\u00a0 And there were others \u2026 seems once you start killing, it just keeps going on, one after the other.\u00a0 Seems like after Payson there was always someone else. \u00a0 I didn\u2019t want to kill Mrs Mayhew, fact is, most people I didn\u2019t want to kill.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cThen put the gun down and give yourself that chance, Bill.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Billy Buckley smiled, he shook his head \u201cYou know I can\u2019t, Adam.\u00a0 Mcgarthy\u2019s the kind of man who\u2019ll rat on anyone to save his own neck.\u00a0 Sure, he didn\u2019t actually kill anyone, but he paid us well for doing the jobs for him.\u00a0 I can\u2019t let you take me back to town, Adam.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI don\u2019t want to shoot you, Bill.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWho says I\u2019ll let you \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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Billy\u2019s finger tightened on the trigger and the bullet sped forwards to fulfil its purpose, except that the other man had slipped away from the saddle, \u00a0his gun was in his hand and he had fired not just once, but twice, even before he had reached the ground.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

For a moment Adam remained on his stomach with his gun poised in his hand.\u00a0 He watched as Billy bent double, clutched at his shoulder, the gun falling from limp fingers.\u00a0 The horse seemed to do a sideways step, back and forth while the man in the saddle swayed as though to the movement of the animal before he fell, heavily, to the ground.<\/p>\n

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Adam kicked Billys\u2019 gun further away, out of reach of any faltering hand, and then he knelt at the other mans side, gently turned him onto his back and looked into the greying face \u201cBilly?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWell, now, guess you finally did it, Adam, just like you always wanted \u2026\u201d Billy slurred his words, he could feel pain, but weakness was gathering, building momentum, he wanted to rage against the injustice of it all, the unfairness of life, the way he had always been dealt the worst hand but it all seemed futile now, he looked up into Adams face, the brown eyes, the sympathetic look and grimaced \u201cI loved her, you know, she was like an angel \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam nodded and looked at the other man with a kindliness that could often touch the stern features, \u201cBill, let me get you into town now, I don\u2019t want you dying here like this.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cDon\u2019t want me on your conscience after all, huh?\u201d \u00a0Billy sighed deeply and frowned, \u201cI really didn\u2019t want to hurt Mrs Mayhew, when I heard Tovey bragging about getting rid of old Sam\u2026I thought I\u2019d quit, get as fast as I could from here.\u00a0 Didn\u2019t go far enough though, only to that cabin and then \u2026 then Mary Ann came and I couldn\u2019t leave her, could I?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam looked away, up at the sky, blue it was, as blue as a summers day except that it was heading for winter now\u2026 he looked down at Billy Buckley, shook his head, and wished he could turn the clock back, as he did, so often.<\/p>\n

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Chapter 52<\/p>\n

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Euphoria can lead to hysteria as Marcy found out when they attempted to help Joe into the buggy only for Mary Ann to realise that with her leg and shoulder she was unable to do much to help at all.\u00a0 Marcy, being slight of build, was almost on her knees trying to get \u00a0Joe upright for he had sagged sadly almost as soon as Adam had disappeared from view.<\/p>\n

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\u201cWhat a bother, \u201c Marcy exclaimed trying to suppress an hysterical giggle, \u201cWhat a mess we are making of this \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI\u2019m sorry, not much help am I?\u201d Joe muttered in a slurred voice for everything was now beginning to drift back and forth, weakness, hearing, sight ..all washing \u00a0back and forth like the waves of the sea.<\/p>\n

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\u201cI\u2019m not much better,\u201d Mary Ann responded with a feeling of irritation again at Marcy, this was no laughing matter after all.\u00a0 She leaned against the buggy and closed her eyes, shook her head \u201cThis is ridiculous, there\u2019s only room for two of us anyway.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Marcy nodded and forced her lips to stay tightly together while she looked at Joe and then at Mary Ann \u201cI think we had best leave Joe here, \u00a0we can come back for him later.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWhat?\u00a0 We can\u2019t leave him here alone, what if Billy does come back, what if he finds Joe here and I\u2019m gone\u2026\u201d \u00a0Mary Ann felt a different kind of hysteria to Marcy, she wanted to cry, \u00a0she felt desperately in need of some privacy for a good sob.<\/p>\n

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\u201cThen stay here with him,\u201d Marcy suggested and looked at Joe who was trying to set his features so that no one would realise that he was about to collapse. \u00a0\u201cLook, \u00a0if you can get to the cabin, \u00a0with Joe, \u00a0I\u2019ll go back and \u2026\u201d she frowned as though thinking so far ahead was beyond her capabilities, she then smiled and placed a gentle hand on Mary Ann\u2019s shoulder \u201cLuke will be back home by now, \u00a0he\u2019ll know what to do\u2026I\u2019ll take the buggy back with me and then come for you both. \u201c \u00a0she sighed \u201cThere\u2019s little point in either of you taking the buggy and I don\u2019t intend walking back to the ranch \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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Joe pushed himself away from the support of the buggy and nodded, \u201cIf you wouldn\u2019t mind, Marcy, I\u2019m sorry \u2026\u201d he turned to his wife and whispered \u201cNot exactly the most heroic rescue, sweetheart.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Mary Ann reached for his hand and held it tightly within her own, \u201cYou came just at the right time, darling.\u00a0 You really did.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Marcy wasn\u2019t so sure about that, but had the wisdom to keep quiet as she gave Joe her shoulder to lean upon and made their way to the cabin where, within a short while Joe was settled down upon the bed that his wife had spent so many miserable hours earlier. He could smell her fragrance mingled with the mustiness of long neglected bedding, closed his eyes and allowed the \u00a0ebb and flow of his senses to possess his mind and body.<\/p>\n

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Mary Ann had just settled into the chair next to the \u00a0bed when there came the sound of gunshots and all three of them froze, then Joe elbowed himself into a seated position \u00a0as they turned their heads to stare in the direction of the door. \u00a0\u201cDo you think it was Billy\u2026and Adam?\u201d Mary Ann whispered and clutched at Joe\u2019s hand.<\/p>\n

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Joe felt his heart hammering against his ribs, \u00a0he forced his eyes to focus on the door, \u00a0willing his brother to appear, \u00a0to confirm that they were now safe, and all was well.\u00a0 Marcy shivered, forced herself to walk to the door and peered outside, everything was still and nothing had changed apart from the look of confusion on Mistral\u2019s face.<\/p>\n

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\u201cI\u2019m going to get Luke, you\u2019ll be alright, you have a gun, don\u2019t you?\u201d \u00a0she looked over at Joe who managed to nod before fallling back upon the mattress and pillow.<\/p>\n

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Husband and wife listened to the sound of the buggy as Mistral trotted away with Marcy taking the reins. \u00a0 When they could no longer hear it or any other sound \u00a0Mary Ann took hold of Joe\u2019s hand and clasped it tightly against her \u201cOh Joe, \u00a0poor Joe, \u00a0what happened to you? \u201c \u00a0she brushed her fingers along the profile of his face and leaned forward to kiss him, \u201cI\u2019m so sorry I wasn\u2019t home and just added to all your problems.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Joe\u2019s hazel eyes opened and looked up at her, it seemed as though all that had happened at the Bucksburn Mine had taken place a long ,long time ago.\u00a0 He could only look into her gray eyes and wonder how it could have been had he not found her. \u00a0\u201cTell me what happened to you, darling.\u00a0 Just tell me that you didn\u2019t get hurt because of \u00a0\u2026 of him?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNo, \u00a0no, \u00a0in fact, I owe him a lot, he came and helped me \u2026 \u00a0Mistral was startled into bolting when the mine alarm went off, \u00a0the buggy flipped over and I fell out.\u00a0 Really, I\u2019m only bruised and a little battered.\u00a0 Truly, dear, \u00a0Mr Buckley did nothing, \u00a0only helped me.\u201d<\/p>\n

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He \u00a0believed her because he wanted to, needed to believe, \u00a0he didn\u2019t question her as to why she and Marcy had looked so terrified when he and Adam had ridden up on them, he asked her nothing only accepted that his wife would not lie to him, \u00a0and that it was as she had said.<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n

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Marcy found her husband at home looking rather confused at finding the house empty and no food cooking, \u00a0he was just emerging from the cowshed when Marcy appeared in the buggy which caused Luke to stare rather \u201cWhat\u2019s going on, Marcy?\u00a0 Isn\u2019t that the horse and buggy Mary Ann uses?\u00a0 What are you doing with it? Are you alright?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Barely pausing to catch her breath Marcy clambered down from the vehicle and hurried to wards him, \u201cSomething \u2026Mary Ann\u2019s hurt, and Joe\u2026 and this man had Mary Ann, Luke\u2026he came here, he came here and took me \u2026.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cHush now, calm down\u2026\u201d \u00a0he put a hand on her arm, another touched her face and he looked intently at her until she was able to catch her breath \u201cRight?\u00a0 Better? Good\u2026.now tell me what\u2019s happened?\u201d<\/p>\n

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So as quickly as she possibly could Marcy explained what had happened, her eyes on his face, registering the way his face changed from concern to alarm to anxiety and when she had finished he told her to get back to the cabin, and he would follow with the wagon. \u00a0 \u201cWe\u2019ll take them home, sweetheart, back to the Ponderosa.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cBut Adams gone to get the Doctor, \u00a0he\u2019d be expecting to find Joe and Mary Ann at the cabin.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Luke frowned and paused to reflect a moment \u201cMatt\u2019s over by the hay loft, I\u2019ll get him to bring the wagon round and follow you.\u00a0 I\u2019ll ride into town, \u00a0maybe meet Adam there\u2026at least be able to direct him and the doctor \u00a0to the Ponderosa.\u201d \u00a0he dropped a kiss on her cheek \u201cDon\u2019t worry, \u00a0Marcy, we\u2019ll get this all sorted out, they\u2019ll be alright.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cLuke\u2026\u201d \u00a0she grabbed at his sleeve in order to stop him from rushing off \u00a0to \u00a0get the horses and wagon, \u201cLuke there is another thing\u2026 \u00a0we heard gun shots, we aren\u2019t sure who fired them but \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWe\u2019ll cross that bridge when we come to it, now\u2026go and find Matt while I get the wagon \u00a0ready.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n

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As often happens when a man rode into town with the body of another man draped over the saddle of another horse a crowd soon gathered as Adam halted in front of the sheriff\u2019s office.<\/p>\n

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From across the way a young woman pulled a shawl around her shoulders and stared at the corpse, \u00a0a fist of misery tightened in the middle of her stomach and she turned quickly into the saloon to run quickly to her room. \u00a0 From the window she could see more clearly through the crowd, looking down she could see the clothes, familiar clothes, and then felt the strength leave her body. \u00a0 There was no doubt about it, \u00a0the dead man was Billy, \u00a0the man she had hoped to live the remainder of her life with\u2026on her terms of course.<\/p>\n

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\u201cYou look like you saw a ghost,\u201d \u00a0Esme, one of the other girls who worked in the saloon \u00a0picked up the hair ornament she had wanted to borrow from Gwen\u2019s dressing table, \u201cYou alright?\u00a0 Not sick or anything?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo, \u00a0no I\u2019m alright, it\u2019s just that some one I knew has \u2026 \u00a0just passed on.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cOh?\u201d \u00a0Esme raised her eyebrows and hurried over to the window to peer down upon the crowd that had gathered to look over Billy\u2019s body and form opinions of their own about the cause of his demise. \u00a0\u201cOh, looks like that gunslinger friend of yours\u2026.\u201d \u00a0she frowned, her hard little face softened a little as she looked at Gwen, she put a gentle hand on her arm \u201cYou\u2019re better off without him, dearie, he wasn\u2019t a good sort, not at all.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYou don\u2019t know, you can\u2019t say that\u2026\u201d Gwen cried in defence of the man she had cared about, \u201cYou know nothing about him, or me either come to that\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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Esme shrugged \u201cI know his sort, Gwennie, and he wasn\u2019t the kind of man a girl like you should waste time thinking about, \u00a0he\u2019d never settle with anyone.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYes, he would, he would have done\u2026\u201d Gwen returned to the window and stared down, the crowd were drifting away now, a few stragglers came and peered at Billy, and then strolled away. \u00a0\u201cHe would have done,\u201d she whispered as though she needed the reassurance of the words, even if it was from herself and no one else.<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Roy glanced over at the door as it swung open and Adam stepped into the room, \u00a0Clem sighed and raised his eyebrows and Candy rose half way from his chair before settling back into it. \u00a0\u201cAre you alright?\u201d the sheriff asked concernedly for his friend looked far from \u2018alright\u2019, \u00a0even though he was attempting to look it.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cBilly Buckley.\u00a0 I\u2019ve his body outside, \u00a0it was self defence.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam\u2019s voice was sharp, he spoke out the words because they were necessary to be said, \u00a0then he looked at Clem who nodded towards the coffee pot , enough \u00a0said, a good strong cup of coffee would be perfect.\u00a0 He pulled out a chair and sat down, looked at Roy and nodded at him as well.<\/p>\n

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\u201cSeems you back to interfering in the law\u2019s business again, Adam.\u201d Roy grinned, \u201cSeems like you can\u2019t give up on the habit.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cHuh, think I\u2019ll go back to sea\u2026 it\u2019s safer.\u201d Adam grunted and accepted the cup of coffee from Clem, sniffed it and then slowly enjoyed the taste of it.<\/p>\n

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\u201cSo what happened?\u201d Roy asked, \u00a0he turned to Candy who \u00a0was sitting, leaning back in the chair with a slight grin on his face \u201cYou don\u2019t mind my asking, sheriff, do you?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo, go ahead, Roy, \u00a0don\u2019t mind me\u2026\u201dCandy murmured good humouredly.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam drained the cup dry, and set it down on the desk.\u00a0 He looked at the three of them \u201cHe\u2019s confessed to the killing of Tilly Mayhew \u2026 he said Tovey killed Sam Mayhew.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cDid he give any reason as to why?\u201d Candy asked as he picked up a pen and pulled clean sheets of paper towards him.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cMcGarthy\u2019s orders.\u201d \u00a0Adam passed a \u00a0hand across his jaw, felt the prickle of stubble against his fingers \u201cHe was on his way someplace else when he came across my sister in law, Mary Ann.\u00a0 Some accident.\u00a0 He looked after \u00a0her and that caused him to be delayed in leaving.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAnd you met up with him whereabouts?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAccording to him \u00a0he was coming into town to get a doctor to help Mary Ann.\u00a0 She was at the cabin, the one Chris O\u2019Dell used to live in. \u201c<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Roy pursed his lips, his moustache bristled as a result \u201cAnd is she alright, is she safe?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cJoe and I found her, she appeared well enough apart from looking scared out of her wits.\u00a0 She had Marcy Dent with her\u2026\u201d \u00a0his voice trailed away, he bowed his head and stared at the floor boards, as though they would supply him with the answers he was seeking.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cSeems a shame that he got himself \u00a0killed in doing something decent for someone.\u201d Clem said, \u201cSeems like what they call ironical.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Roy got up from his chair and placed a gentle hand on Adams shoulder \u201cOnce you finish on here, Adam, best you get to the doctor and get that hand seen to\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam nodded, glanced from the floorboards to his hand, and sighed, \u201cSure, Roy.\u201d he ran his hand across his jaw, felt bristles prickle his fingers \u201cI will, thanks.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Candy looked at him, concerned eyes, a thoughtful expression \u201cWe had a visit from a friend of Billys, Adam.\u201d \u00a0he tapped the pen upon the desk several times, \u201cA young woman called Gwen.\u00a0 She gave a statement saying that she had lied about where Billy was the night Mrs Mayhew was killed.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam grimaced and then shook his \u00a0head \u201cHe never had any sense\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo, appears not.\u201d \u00a0Candy replied sadly, \u201cShe was quite adamant about what she had to say though, enough to back up our suspicions.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam shrugged \u201cBut they were only suspicions, Candy.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThere was also a witness to his being at the house of Widow Hawkins at the time just prior to the fire. \u00a0\u201c<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Again Adam passed his hand along his jaw line, he thought once more about Billy, about the man\u2019s life, the good he had thrown away so casually.\u00a0 He looked up again at Candy \u201cHe wasn\u2019t all bad, you know?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cHe was weak,\u201d Roy muttered as he picked up his hat, \u201cHe gave way to his feelings too quickly, he threw away all those chances to make something of himself\u2026 because inside he was weak, and bitter.\u00a0 The kind of man who believed everyone was against him.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam said nothing to that, perhaps Roy was right, \u00a0perhaps Billy had been weak and maybe all the negatives in his life had just weighed too heavy on that weakness.\u00a0 If only \u2026 he nodded and stood up, \u201cI\u2019ll \u00a0come give you a statement once I\u2019ve been to see Paul.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cDo that,\u201d Candy said kindly, \u201cI\u2019m sorry, Adam.\u00a0 If we had caught him, he would have been hanged you know.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam nodded, Billy\u2019s good deeds could never outweigh the wrongs in his life, the killings in his past.\u00a0 Clem \u00a0and Roy were outside and looking the body over when Adam stepped outside, his hat on his head but he didn\u2019t even glance in the direction of where they were standing, he just directed his steps towards Dr Martins.<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n

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It was good to be \u00a0home again\u2026Hester fussed over them like a mother hen, and Ben clucked quite a bit like one too. \u00a0 It didn\u2019t take long for Joe to be in his own bed, while Hop Sing mixed up some creams and ointments for Mary Ann to have rubbed into her bruises by Olivia.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

It was to Olivia that Mary Ann divulged the details of her ordeal, as the ointments were gently rubbed into her leg and shoulder, and the cut on her head cleaned and gently tended, she told Olivia everything about those hours spent in the cabin with Billy Buckley.\u00a0 Olivia said nothing, \u00a0concentrated only on covering the flesh that was marbled by the bruising, and making sympathetic noises every so often to reassure the other woman that she was listening.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

It was only when Mary Ann mentioned about Adam riding into town to get a doctor and the gun shots that had been heard that Olivia paused in her actions and with a beating heart asked Mary Ann if they had seen anything of Adam since.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo, nothing. \u00a0 Luke rode into town , or rather took the road into town \u00a0in case he would meet up with Adam, \u00a0but I don\u2019t know if he did or not.\u00a0 As it was Marcy came back with Luke and the wagon sooner than Adam could have returned with Dr Martin.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Olivia nodded but said nothing although she was now beset by anxieties yet again.\u00a0 What if Luke had found Adam dead on the ground? \u00a0 What if he had been injured?\u00a0 She finished tending to Mary Ann\u2019s head wound and reached out to pick up the shawl that she had knitted for the other woman during her confinement with Daniel, gently she placed it over Mary Ann\u2019s shoulders and smiled \u201cWell, you\u2019re here, home, safe.\u00a0 That\u2019s all that matters.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Except that it wasn\u2019t of course, \u00a0now she had to worry about her husband, his safety, and whether or not he would be coming home, safe \u2026<\/p>\n

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 <\/p>\n

Chapter 54<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The relief and joy of knowing Mary Ann was now safely home and resting with her little boy playing near by, didn\u2019t lessen the anxiety the family felt for Hoss who had only once regained consciousness since being placed in his bed or for Joe who was now utterly spent and exhausted.<\/p>\n

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Once Mary Ann had eaten a little and attended to Daniel she insisted that she spent the rest of her time with Joe, \u00a0and there she sat by his side, watching as he slowly slipped into a feverish and restless sleep.\u00a0 Occasionally he would open his eyes, look into her face and smile a weary but satisfied smile and then drift back to sleep.\u00a0 It was sufficient for her to know he realised that she was by his side and he had accomplished what he had set out to do.<\/p>\n

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Hester remained by the bedside of her husband, occasionally relieved by Ben, who now divided his time between the rooms of both is sons, and realising each time what a blessing he had been given with his daughters in law.\u00a0 Their loving loyalty to their husbands was touching, and when he joined Olivia in the sitting room \u00a0where she was tending the children he told her how grateful he was to have three such wonderful daughters.<\/p>\n

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\u201cI used to wish for good wives for my sons,\u201d he said quietly as he sat down opposite her, \u201cI never realised before how grateful I am that my wish was granted.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Olivia smiled and bent down to pick up a toy that Nathaniel had dropped and been unable to reach, \u00a0she said nothing to her father in laws compliment but watched as her son seized the little wooden soldier and began to chew at it vigorously, \u00a0Ben sighed and after a moment\u2019s silence asked her if she was worried about Adam who had yet to arrive home.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYes, \u00a0I am.\u201d \u00a0she replied honestly and looked up into his brown eyes \u201cStrange how worrying it is now that he is home. \u00a0 When he was away for so long \u00a0I worried for him, but it was in a kind of abstract way, I didn\u2019t know the dangers he was facing, they were not – I suppose one would say – they were not real, if you know what I mean?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cOf course, \u00a0I\u2019ve spent many years worrying about Adam when he was at sea, and can understand exactly what you mean. \u00a0 Abstract, yes, that\u2019s a good word to describe how one could view it. \u00a0 Now, of course, it is a physical and emotional reality, isn\u2019t it?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYes, \u00a0and he left so quickly with Joe, \u00a0I know he spent a restless night, and in pain with his hand \u2026 and Mary Ann said that there were gun shots -\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cGun shots?\u201d Ben interrupted and his dark brows knitted together above concerned dark eyes \u201cI didn\u2019t hear about that before..\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cShe mentioned it while I was helping her earlier.\u00a0 They heard the gunshots shortly after Adam had left the cabin for town.\u00a0 Then nothing, nothing at all.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cDo you think he met up with Buckley?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYes, \u00a0who else could it have been but Adam and that gunman?\u201d \u00a0she sighed, and looked over at the clock \u201cSometimes I hate clocks, it seems I am constantly looking at them, willing the hands to go faster, or slower\u2026 \u00a0 Ben, I love Adam so much, \u00a0but the not knowing if he is safe or – or hurt in some way, tears at my heart.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Ben nodded, \u00a0how often had he felt the same and even now he had that sickeningly leaden feeling in his own chest that indicated his concerns for all three of his sons.\u00a0 He stood up and approached her, placed a hand upon her shoulder \u201cHe\u2019ll be home soon, my dear. \u201c<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She nodded and glanced again at the clock.\u00a0 Of course he\u2019ll be home soon, she told herself, and when she glanced down there was little Nathaniel with his big honey brown eyes looking \u00a0up at her, \u00a0gummy smile and dimples, she leaned forward and stroked the curls of black hair \u00a0\u2026of course he would come home, after all there was so much for him to come home to now.<\/p>\n

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In \u00a0his room \u00a0Hoss forced open his eyes and stared up at the ceiling.\u00a0 He felt weightless, as though if he willed it so he could have drifted right up there and then look down on everything that was happening below him. \u00a0 He was too tired to will that however, and turned his head slightly to the left.\u00a0 Everything was misty, it seemed as though he was seeing everything shrouded through a haze. \u00a0 His eyes finally came to rest \u00a0upon a woman who was sitting nearby with her head bent in concentration upon a book she was reading.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She sat in the light that came from the window so that her golden red \u00a0hair gleamed like a halo around her head, curls framed her face and every so often she would lift a \u00a0hand \u00a0in an attempt to push them back into place only for them to spring out again.\u00a0 He could see that she had strong features, she wasn\u2019t beautiful, and she wasn\u2019t one of those scrawny looking women one saw in town.\u00a0 He watched her as she raised her head and looked over at him, the depth of her blue eyes were beautiful, \u00a0and the concern on her face softened her features. \u00a0 Briefly he wondered who she was as he closed his eyes and drifted back into that dreamlike state from which he had been roused.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

He was dreaming, he could hear himself saying that this was a dream except that it was more than just a dream\u2026 he saw a list of names on a scrappy piece of paper, he was drawing a line through them, one by one as though they just didn\u2019t matter although why he had written down a list of females he couldn\u2019t recall.<\/p>\n

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Someone was laughing, a child, a little boy and he saw a reflection of himself in the window glass of the store, pretending to scratch his head and knocking his hat off as a result and then\u2026catching it just before it reached the ground.\u00a0 That was making the child laugh until there was someone else laughing and when he turned to see who it was he saw a tall woman standing there who clapped her hands in applause at his trick.<\/p>\n

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Then he was sitting beside her among wild flowers and tall grass, the breeze was blowing over and through them and her hair was disarrayed so that he helped her pin a curl back into place while he listened to her telling him about her first husband and how he had never returned from the war.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

What was his name?\u00a0 He saw himself with this woman sitting in the grass and tried to remember the name she had mentioned but it was no good, it didn\u2019t come to mind, it was gone and the only name he could recall was hers \u201cHester.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The name slipped from his lips and Ben leaned forward \u201cHoss?\u00a0 Are \u00a0you awake, son?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Hoss\u2019 eyelids fluttered open and he looked up and stared into the face of a man who looked like his father.\u00a0 He stared into the anxious near black eyes, saw the concern there and yet \u2026. And yet \u2026 \u00a0\u201cPa?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHoss?\u00a0 Son?\u00a0 It\u2019s alright, you\u2019re home, you\u2019re safe\u2026\u201d \u00a0 and a firm hand, a heavy hand, was laid gently upon the sick man\u2019s shoulder.<\/p>\n

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Hoss closed his eyes again and tried to travel \u00a0back to the memories he had had previously, they had meant something surely?\u00a0 This man though, \u00a0it was Pa, but different.\u00a0 He couldn\u2019t remember his father looking like this, looking \u2026 \u00a0haggard, thinner of face, his hair silver white. \u00a0 Why goodness, his Pa was a rugged tough looking man, with near black hair and his skin dyed bronze from the sun.\u00a0 They had been working hard for days upon days to get the house built, hadn\u2019t they?\u00a0 Pa had said his blisters hurt and Hop Sing had put salve on them, he remembered putting out his own hands to show them his blisters too \u2026 \u00a0and he had a brother, Adam, who had rolled his eyes and shaken his head before running off into the grasses and to where the \u00a0house stood.<\/p>\n

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It was just a skeleton of a house really, rafters bare to the sky, walls sturdy though\u2026. He could hear Hop Sing chattering shrilly near by \u201cHop Sing?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n

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Miss Brandon had said nothing about the way the children had run off during class.\u00a0 This town was different from back East, \u00a0the children had to face daily situations that would have been unthinkable in the comforts of a school \u00a0back in the sophisticated county of her birth.<\/p>\n

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She looked over at the Cartwright children and pondered about them as they sat at their desks, Reuben with his head bowed and writing industriously, she knew he would be frowning in concentration and probably have his tongue sticking out of the corner of his mouth. \u00a0 But Sofia, she had sat so quiet all morning, listless, \u00a0with little energy to put into her work for the day. \u00a0 Occasionally Lucy had turned to observe her and seen the child staring at her, just staring.<\/p>\n

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\u201cSofia,\u201d she had said, \u201cGet back to your work, stop day dreaming.\u201d<\/p>\n

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The child had closed her eyes and then reopened them before bowing her head to resume her work. \u00a0 But there was little enthusiasm, \u00a0Sofia from the previous days had disappeared.<\/p>\n

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The lunch bell for recess was sounded and the children scuffled around their chairs and got ready to leave, some were boisterous and laughing, shouting, eager to pursue the activities of the brief respite.\u00a0 Lucy Brandon had already noted the children still absent from school;, those whose family members had been involved in the incident in the mine the previous day.<\/p>\n

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\u201cSofia, just a moment please.\u201d<\/p>\n

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The little girl paused and looked over at her brother who stopped also, \u00a0he nodded as though giving her permission to approach the teacher. \u00a0 Within a minute she was standing in front of Lucy, her hands clasped together in the lap of her clean white pinafore.\u00a0 Lucy looked down at her and smiled gently for Sofia was a pretty child, with her blue eyes and pale blonde hair braided like a crown around her head.\u00a0 She wore a pale green dress over which the pinafore was pristine white, as were her stockings and her boots shone, she was obviously a very well cared for little girl.<\/p>\n

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\u201cSofia, \u00a0has something happened to upset you?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The child blinked and bowed her head, only to be asked again the same question said so kindly that she had no reason to whisper \u201cMy daddy was hurt, and so was my Uncle Joe and so was my Uncle Hoss \u2026 \u00a0but my daddy went away this morning and he didn\u2019t have his coffee, he always has his coffee in the morning, Miss Brandon, \u00a0but he went very quickly, he didn\u2019t even say goodbye.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cBut that doesn\u2019t mean he isn\u2019t coming back, does it?\u201d Miss Brandon smiled, it was in the words she spoke, a gentle smile wrapped around her words.<\/p>\n

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\u201cI don\u2019t know.\u201d \u00a0Sofia whispered and looked up at Lucy with tears in her eyes \u201cHe always says good bye and gives me a kiss before he leaves, and he just left so early with his poorly hand.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWell,\u201d Lucy looked over at Reuben who was hovering by the door waiting for his sister, \u201cDon\u2019t worry so much, dear, he\u2019ll be home by the time you return from school, won\u2019t he, Reuben?\u201d<\/p>\n

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The brother nodded but it was brief and he said brusquely \u201cCome on, Sofee, we got our lunch to eat \u00a0yet.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Lucy Brandon watched them from the window as they walked, hand in hand, \u00a0to the shade of some trees.\u00a0 It was still pleasant enough to go outside without coats but there was the chill of the fall in the air now.\u00a0 She turned back to clean the board ready for the afternoon lessons.<\/p>\n

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Jimmy Carstairs came running through the school yard waving an arm in the air, he was one of those who was fortunate enough to live near the school \u00a0so \u00a0every so often he would go home to eat his lunch. \u00a0 Now he ran with an excited flush to his face and yelled \u201cI just saw a man brung into town on the back of a horse.\u00a0 He was full of holes.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Children clustered around \u00a0him, a man full of holes, \u00a0the picture conjured up in various minds were quite horrific, \u201cWhat happened?\u201d \u00a0\u201cWho was it?\u201d \u00a0\u201cWas he dead?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Jimmy stopped to catch his breath, \u00a0he wanted to make the most of this moment, \u201cHe sure was dead.\u00a0 I saw him, he was just hanging there over the saddle, his arms just like this \u2026\u201d he held out his arms and then dropped them limply to his side as though that proved how limp a dead mans arms would be \u201cAnd I saw the bullet holes, and the blood, he was bloody all right, covered in blood all red it was, dripping off of him.\u201d<\/p>\n

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This, of course, was poetic licence on the part of the lad, but he knew no one there would see the body so he would be unchallenged about what he had seen, he had watched as the undertaker\u2019s assistant had led the body laden horse away.\u00a0 He turned to Rose Canaday \u201cYour Pa looked him over and said it was the gunslinger who had been wanted in several states for murder.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWas it a bad man then?\u201d Rose asked innocently and Jimmy nodded while another older boy said sarcastically \u201cOf course he was a bad man, gunslingers are always bad men.\u00a0 Don\u2019t you know nothing, \u00a0and you the sheriff\u2019s girl?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWho done it?\u201d \u00a0another boy asked, \u201cAnother gunslinger?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNo, it was Adam Cartwright.\u201d \u00a0Jimmy looked over at Reuben and Sofia, and his face hardened, his lips thinned into a sneer \u201cIt was your Pa, he shot that man full of holes right from top to bottom.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Reuben frowned \u201cWhat do you mean?\u00a0 Our Pa wouldn\u2019t just shoot a man \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWell, he shot this one.\u00a0 Bullet holes all over the body, I saw it\u2026 I really did.. I saw it.\u201d and the childish voice rose shrilly as though he alone could prove what he had seen to be real. \u00a0\u201cYour Pa was just standing there looking real pleased with himself, he was laughing and saying how easy it was \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNo he didn\u2019t\u2026\u201d \u00a0Sofia\u2019s voice screamed out the words \u201cNo, my Pa wouldn\u2019t kill a man full of holes and laugh, he wouldn\u2019t \u2026 not my Pa.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Jimmy looked surprised that anyone would challenge him, he was the one in authority, he was the one who saw \u2026well, who saw nothing like his report but he saw something. Sofia was standing right up close to him, her hands on her hips and her face thrust closer to his own \u201cYou\u2019re a liar.\u00a0 A liar.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYou take that back, Sofia Cartwright.\u00a0 I ain\u2019t no liar.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYou are too.\u201d \u00a0and for good measure she kicked him hard on the shins, and as he hopped onto one foot she kicked him hard on the other shin \u201cLiar, Liar\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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Reuben ran forward to grab at her hands before \u00a0she had hold of Jimmy by the hair, \u00a0he pulled her back \u201cSofee, stop it, stop it.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cHe\u2019s telling lies, he is \u2026he is\u2026\u201d \u00a0sobbed the little girl and pushing her brother away she ran, she wanted her Pa, \u00a0she didn\u2019t want to hear their lies and their laughter, she wanted to be with her Pa.<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n

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Hoss\u2019 eyes fluttered open and he gazed around the room and up into the face of a woman with amazingly blue eyes who was pushing back an errant curl behind her ear, she smiled at him \u201cHello, darling?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cHester?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She leaned down and kissed his brow \u201cDr Martin is here to see to you.\u00a0 I\u2019ll just leave you for a moment.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

He grabbed at her hand and held it tightly in his \u201cJust for a minute\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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She nodded and smiled, \u00a0and he felt his heart lift with contentment, \u00a0his wife, \u00a0his Hester.\u00a0 She was beautiful \u2026 \u00a0and all his own.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Chapter 54<\/p>\n

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Sofia was not sure where she running, \u00a0she just allowed her feet to carry her as fast as they could from the playground and away from the children whose shrill cries she could hear trailing behind her.<\/p>\n

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She paused only when she got that pain in her side that forced her to do so, \u00a0and then \u00a0when she looked around her realised she had ran as far as C street. \u00a0 She stood staring around her for a while until the pain subsided and just as she was about to set off again a hand grabbed at her arm \u201cSofia, \u00a0you got to come back, you can\u2019t just run off like that, what will Miss Brandon say?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Reuben was staring at her with his face looking trouble and concerned, his eyes blinked back tears and she realised that she had caused her brother to feel distressed, \u00a0she felt tears pricking her own eyes now and when she blinked they spilled over and splashed onto her cheeks \u201cHe was lying, Reuben\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cSure he was, \u00a0Dave said he was going to ask his Pa about the body, and make sure exactly how many holes he had \u2026 you know Dave\u2019s Pa\u2019s the undertaker don\u2019t you?\u201d<\/p>\n

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She didn\u2019t care about Dave or his Pa, \u00a0but he was leading her gently \u00a0back to the school while he was talking and she allowed him to do so.\u00a0 There was little chance she would have found Pa anyway.\u00a0 She glanced back over her shoulder and all she saw were a vast number of people going about their business. \u00a0 \u201cPa wouldn\u2019t shoot anyone full of holes, would he?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cOf course not,\u201d Reuben replied stoutly, \u201cBut Pa might have had to shoot someone, you know that?\u201d<\/p>\n

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She nodded, \u00a0she didn\u2019t like to say that someone might have wanted to shoot their Pa.\u00a0 It all seemed far too horrible to think about that, and she clung tightly to her brother\u2019s hand as the thought built up in her mind of her Pa being riddled full of holes.<\/p>\n

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The school children were trailing back into class when they returned, and there were some sour looks cast in Sofia\u2019s direction, \u00a0but some sympathetic ones as well for she was only a little girl after all, and no one likes to see little girls upset, especially when they were as pretty as she was\u2026 Rosie Canaday came and squeezed her hand and pushed a paper bag into the other hand \u201cMy favourite candy, I saved it special for you.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Miss Brandon looked at them and sighed, a tear stained little girl and a hostile looking little boy \u00a0indicated there had been some problem that had taken place before she had been out to supervise the playground. \u00a0 Sometimes she would have loved to be back home, where nothing really happened very much.<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n

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Paul Martin came down from the bedrooms with his medical bag thumping against his thigh as usual and looking thoughtful, which was also, as usual.\u00a0 He smiled at Olivia who had risen to her feet as soon as he had appeared on the stairs \u201cWell, nothing to be overly concerned about, \u00a0Olivia, all our patients will soon be on their feet again.\u00a0 Hoss needs to be under more stringent care however, so I think I shall call in again about \u2026 yes, in about three days time.\u00a0 I should imagine Joe will be quite well by then, his arm was a good clean break so will repair itself without further attention from me.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Olivia smiled uncertainly and glanced over at Ben who had gone with Paul into the bedrooms and \u00a0stood \u00a0close by to observe and listen in to all that was taking place there, \u201cSo, \u00a0you didn\u2019t see Adam at all?\u201d \u00a0she murmured as calmly as possible, \u201cOnly Mary Ann mentioned that he was on his way to bring you here.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Paul shook his head \u201cNo, my dear, \u00a0I came here on my own accord because I was in the area.\u00a0 No doubt, if he went into town for \u00a0another doctor, he\u2019ll be on his way home now, \u00a0with Timothy or James \u2026 \u00a0let\u2019s hope it\u2019s James, \u00a0otherwise we will all have to bear the brunt of Timothy\u2019s ire.\u201d<\/p>\n

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He chuckled good humouredly and refused any refreshments, \u00a0so she handed him his hat and watched as he walked from the house to his buggy. \u00a0 She stood there for a moment alone \u00a0before Ben came and stood beside her \u00a0\u201cDon\u2019t worry, \u00a0my dear, Adam will be home soon. .. Hopefully without Schofield, \u00a0I can\u2019t bear that man\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cHe means well, \u00a0Pa.\u201d \u00a0she sighed and closed the door behind her, \u201cIt\u2019s good to know everyone\u2019s going to be alright though, isn\u2019t it?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cTo \u00a0be honest, Olivia, those boys of mine have been nothing but trouble from the day they were born.\u00a0 I didn\u2019t get these grey hairs from nothing, you know?\u201d he grinned at her and his dark eyes softened in his attempt to calm her fears so she smiled and nodded gratefully, \u00a0because she did understand what it must have been like for him, as it was for herself right now.<\/p>\n

\u201cI think I should be getting back home now, it won\u2019t be long before the children are back from school. \u00a0 Will you be staying on here, Pa?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cFor a little while, \u00a0I shall see you soon.\u201d he kissed her cheek affectionately and watched as she stooped to pick up Nathaniel who had fallen asleep, thumb in his mouth and his black hair curling about his ears, such a contrast to his mother with her fair colouring and silver white hair, \u00a0he smiled again \u201cTake care getting back\u2026 I\u2019ll see you soon.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Hester came down the stairs just as the door closed and she paused a moment, \u00a0then frowned \u201cHas Paul gone?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYes, \u00a0about five minutes ago.\u00a0 I can go after him if you wish, my dear?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNo,\u201d she sighed and shook her head \u201cNo, it can wait.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cIs there anything wrong?\u201d \u00a0 he walked towards her, concern for Hoss uppermost in his mind but she smiled rather warily and shook her head, assured him that all \u00a0was well and quickly turned back to the stairs to where Hoss slept.<\/p>\n

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Hop Sing came and stood beside Ben, both men stared up the stairs as though waiting for an explanation to come drifting down by its own accord, then Ben shook his head \u201cAny idea what that was all about?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Hop Sing shrugged \u201cMissy Hester she worry about little missy Hope.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHope? \u00a0 Why, what\u2019s wrong with her?\u201d Ben asked and inwardly sighed, \u00a0more reason for more grey hairs, now he had grand children to worry about\u2026. Life could be so cruel at times.\u00a0 It dished out the blessings but always with the sour twist of some calamity along with it\u2026.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNothing wrong, Missy Hester worry too much.\u201d \u00a0Hop Sing shrugged and hurried back towards the kitchen \u201cYou stay for meal Mister Ben?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo, its alright, I\u2019ll get back to Adams place.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Hop Sing nodded, not for a moment would he ever admit to the fact that he felt stabbed to the heart every time Ben \u2019preferred\u2019 to go back to Adams place, that meant a preference for Cheng Ho Lee\u2019s cuisine for sure. \u00a0 Assuming wrongly and stabbing himself all over with unnecessary pain as a result the old cook closed the door to the kitchen and began slamming pots and pans about while offering up a prayer to the ancestors, in shrill Cantonese, for endurance and patience.<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n

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Reuben was more than irritated by the behaviour of his little sister as she sat stony faced and sniffing throughout the journey home.\u00a0 As soon as they were deposited in the yard both ran towards the house with a determination to be there first, to tell Ma what had happened, to be the first to tell the story and get Ma\u2019s tender sympathy.<\/p>\n

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\u201cMe\u2026me first.\u201d Sofia yelled pushing Reuben aside as they got wedged in the doorway<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo, \u00a0no\u2026. you just stay there, Sofia, I\u2019m oldest and I\u2019ll tell Ma.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI\u2019ll tell Ma, I will\u2026\u201d and clenching her fist Sofia aimed a blow at Reuben\u2019s arm only to have it neatly deflected by Olivia who caught her daughters wrist in her hand and gave her a reproving look<\/p>\n

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\u201cWell?\u00a0 I can see something has happened today that\u2019s annoyed you both.\u201d Olivia said calmly and looking from \u00a0one to the other of them. \u00a0\u201c I don\u2019t want to know what it is until you\u2019ve washed up and calmed down.\u00a0 Sofia \u2026 take that look off your face immediately, and apologise to Reuben \u2026 \u00a0Reuben, \u00a0stop looking so angry\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cSorry, Ma, it\u2019s just that\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cReuben, I don\u2019t want to know until you\u2019ve both calmed down\u2026Sofia, I haven\u2019t heard you say sorry to your brother.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Sofia rendered up the hardest word to utter when one feels totally woe be gone and put upon, then with head hanging she trudged to the wash room \u00a0followed by Reuben.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Olivia was sitting in her chair by her writing desk when they emerged looking just slightly less angry and together they presented themselves before her with big eyes and pensive expressions.\u00a0 She looked from one to the other and tried to look less severe herself as she braced herself for some hair raising confessions, \u00a0\u201cWell, now, tell me what happened \u2026 Reuben, you first.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Reuben frowned and shook his head \u201cIt\u2019s really up to Sofia to tell \u00a0you, Ma.\u00a0 I guess it isn\u2019t really anything I did.\u201d \u00a0and feeling very virtuous he raised his chin to see the smile of approval he would get from his mother, \u00a0he was not disappointed, Olivia smiled and then looked at Sofia<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWell, \u00a0Sofia, what happened to make you so upset\u2026your dress is dirty, \u00a0and your eyes look as though you\u2019ve been crying. \u00a0 Tell me what happened, dear.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Sofia swelled up with pride, \u00a0her mother\u2019s gentle smile, and mention of \u00a0her red eyes meant that the stage was all hers, she gave Reuben a slight nod to acknowledge his grand gesture and started to tell Olivia all about the incident at school \u00a0 \u201c\u2026and I knew he was telling lies, Mommy, and he was, he was, \u00a0and he said he wasn\u2019t so I kicked him ..\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYou did what?\u201d Olivia exclaimed and shook her head \u201cOh Sofia \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI kicked him twice, because he said those things about daddy. \u00a0 My daddy wouldn\u2019t kill anyone with lots of holes, \u00a0he wouldn\u2019t.\u00a0 I told Jimmy and Jimmy said he did and then he laughed and thought it was funny.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWho laughed?\u201d Olivia looked at Reuben who supplied the relevant information with a totally straight face<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cJimmy said Pa laughed about it\u2026 we know he wouldn\u2019t do that, so we knew that Jimmy was lying.\u201d Reuben explained.<\/p>\n

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\u201cAnd I kicked him, hard.\u201d Sofia added giving Reuben a glare as she felt he was about to steal her thunder as they say, \u201cAnd then I ran and ran \u2026 \u00a0 I wanted to find daddy, \u00a0and get him to tell them the truth.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYou ran out of the school?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Reuben cleared his throat \u201cOnly \u00a0out of the yard and it was during recess.\u00a0 I stopped her getting into town, well, any further than C street.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Olivia shook her head and looked at her children, one good thing had emerged in the telling of this story and that was that her husband was safe, \u00a0and for that she was truly grateful. \u00a0 She put a gentle hand under Reuben\u2019s chin and raised his face a little so that she could see his features more clearly\u2026he was more like Robert than ever with that resolute mouth and determined chin \u201cYou did well to look after your sister, Reuben, well done.\u00a0 Now, off you go, \u00a0if you have any homework to do, get started now.\u201d \u00a0she smiled as he scampered off \u201cI\u2019ll get \u00a0you some milk and cookies in a moment.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Now she turned to Sofia who resented her brother getting some fuss, so had a little frown making a horseshoe shape upon her brow, \u00a0Olivia smiled and drew the little girl closer towards her \u201cSofia, you must control \u00a0you temper, darling. \u00a0 No matter what the cause of it, \u00a0you should not have kicked Jimmy.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cBut, mommy, he lied.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYes, and no doubt he\u2019ll be proven to \u00a0be a liar in due course. \u00a0 But what if you had had an accident when you ran away? \u00a0 You must think before you act, little girl, be more careful, more of a lady.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cBut I\u2019m only a little girl, mommy\u2026. \u00a0 I\u2019m not a lady yet.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Olivia laughed and stroked Sofia\u2019s face \u201cIf you carry on like this I can\u2019t see you ever becoming one either \u2026 \u00a0come here, dear.\u201d and she drew her little daughter close into her arms \u201cI\u2019m proud of you for defending your daddy, but you must try to do it in a more \u2026 \u00a0well, \u00a0do it differently.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cCan I have milk and cookies now, Mommy?\u201d \u00a0Sofia whispered in her mother\u2019s ear and when Olivia said yes, the child skipped off in delight.<\/p>\n

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For a moment Olivia watched her daughter and then sat down, \u00a0it recalled to mind times when she had been a child and just as wilful, \u00a0until that fateful day when the Bannock had come and taken them from their home \u2026 so much had changed \u00a0for her family then.\u00a0 Nothing had ever been the same .<\/p>\n

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It was not long after the children\u2019s return from school that the sound of a horse entering the yard was heard, \u00a0and finally Adam\u2019s footsteps, \u00a0Olivia listened to them and felt as though each one was like the beat of her heart.\u00a0 He came into the house with the gun belt in his hand, \u00a0wrapped ready to be placed safely away with the gun hanging within the holster.\u00a0 He smiled at Olivia who was forcing herself not to run towards him, his arm outstretched she just slipped naturally into its circle and kissed him, she could feel the smile on his lips within his kiss \u201cSorry I didn\u2019t get Paul \u2026he was already in the area.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI know, \u00a0I was at Joe\u2019s when he arrived\u2026. Everyone \u2019s doing well, Hoss will need some extra care for a while, but other than that, all\u2019s well.\u201d \u00a0she leaned against him, one hand resting gently on his chest.<\/p>\n

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\u201cI stayed in town to get my hand seen to, \u00a0Schofield insisted.\u201d he released her in order to remove his hat and jacket, \u201cAre the children home?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cOh yes, \u00a0they\u2019re home \u2026\u201d \u00a0his wife replied with that slight touch of amusement in her voice that raised his eyebrows \u201cI\u2019m sure they\u2019ll want to see you more than ever today.\u201d<\/p>\n

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No sooner had she finished speaking than Sofia appeared, arms outstretched as she ran towards her father \u201cOh daddy, daddy\u2026 \u201c<\/p>\n

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\u201cWhat a welcome,\u201d Adam laughed as he caught his daughter in his arms and swung \u00a0her off her feet and up into the air, \u00a0he saw Reuben now, standing sheepishly by the door but whose face lit up into a smile when he realised Adam was looking at him.<\/p>\n

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\u201cI\u2019m glad you\u2019re home, daddy.\u201d Sofia said in her sweetest tones, and kissed him on the cheek,<\/p>\n

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Adam looked at his wife, there was no doubting the look on her face, she was more than happy to see him home, safe and in one piece.<\/p>\n

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Now it was his turn to listen to the drama that had taken place in the school playground.\u00a0 He had smiled, frowned, shaken his head and sighed; \u00a0he had looked angry, amused and worried and sometimes all three together which confused Sofia so that she faltered a little in the telling of the story.<\/p>\n

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She was sitting on his lap and holding Clarabelle . \u00a0 They had eaten their meal and now they were dressed ready for bed, Ben was smoking his pipe and listening while he stared into the flames and waited for his son\u2019s comments.\u00a0 Olivia had Nathaniel in her arms, jigging him up and down on her knees and keeping him content, while Reuben sat beside Adam, leaning against him and listening to his sisters voice \u2019droning on\u2019 as he would have described it had he been given the opportunity to do so.<\/p>\n

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\u201cYou didn\u2019t riddle him with holes, did you, daddy?\u201d \u00a0Sofia asked plaintively<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo, \u00a0I didn\u2019t.\u00a0 Just the one shot which he could have survived had a doctor been close at hand, as it was, he bled out and there was nothing anyone could do for him.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Reuben wanted to know what the word survive meant and why did he bleed out which was duly explained, and after some seconds of silence while both children digested that information Sofia asked her father if the man had been a \u2019bad man.\u2019<\/p>\n

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\u201cWell, \u00a0I guess by most of his actions he would be considered a bad man, but he was kind in others, he helped your Aunt Mary Ann when she hurt herself.\u201d \u00a0he frowned and memories of Billy Buckley came to mind, a younger man who had been given a chance of a new life years back.<\/p>\n

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\u201cBut he tried to kill you first, didn\u2019t he, Pa?\u201d Reuben asked in order to get the sequence of events straight in his mind.<\/p>\n

\u201cYes, and I tried to talk him out of it but he fired at me several times \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cDaddy, is it wrong to kill someone?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam glanced over at Ben who raised his eyebrows and turned to look into the fire, \u00a0Olivia stopped bouncing Nathaniel on her knee and inclined her head towards her husband, \u00a0Adam sighed \u201cYes, it\u2019s wrong to take a mans life, Sofia.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cThen are you a bad man?\u201d \u00a0she put her small dimpled hand against his cheek and looked sorrowfully into his face, \u00a0her eyes wide and innocent.<\/p>\n

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\u201cSofia, \u00a0sometimes things happen that aren\u2019t right, no matter how hard we try to do the right thing \u2026 I didn\u2019t want to shoot Billy, and I tried to stop the bleeding from the wound, but if I had just let him keep shooting at me he would have killed me\u2026 \u201c he frowned and looked into her face \u201cOne day, \u00a0and I hope it will be soon, there will be no guns, no killing, no danger for anyone.\u00a0 It isn\u2019t now, \u00a0life is how it is, and to survive it, then things are done that we would prefer not to have done\u2026 \u00a0 \u00a0do you understand?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Sofia looked with her blue eyes into his face and then shook her head \u201cI\u2019,m \u00a0only a little girl, \u00a0daddy, \u00a0but I know you aren\u2019t a bad man and I love you.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWell then,\u201d he laughed although not with mirth, more with relief, \u201cthat\u2019s all that matters, isn\u2019t it? \u00a0 Now then, off to bed with you\u2026\u201d \u00a0he swung her down from his lap and watched as she ran to kiss Ben good night, \u00a0assure him that she loved him too, \u00a0and then, taking Olivia\u2019s hand allowed her mother to take her to bed.<\/p>\n

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Reuben hugged in closer to his father, and was rewarded with Adam\u2019s arm around him, \u201cDid you understand what I was saying, Reuben?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYes, Pa. \u00a0 I know what you meant \u2026\u201d \u00a0he closed his eyes and knew that had he had a gun, that day when the Downing boy had shot down his friends in the school yard, he would have shot him, \u00a0because when one faced death like that a man had to do something \u2026.\u00a0 He shivered \u201cDo you think it will really happen, Pa?\u00a0 No guns, \u00a0no killing?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYes, \u00a0I do.\u201d Adam replied simply \u201cBut I doubt if it will be in my life time.\u201d \u00a0he smiled down at the boy \u201cNow, off to bed\u2026.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam and his father listened to the soft patter of Reuben\u2019s steps upon the stairs, the opening and closing of the door to his room, Ben sighed and puffed on his pipe, then said quietly \u201cI\u2019ve written to Martha Frobisher, \u00a0about this business with Barrington.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cAny reply?\u201d \u00a0Adam asked leaning slightly forward and when Ben shook his head he sighed \u201cWell, \u00a0I guess Candy will be going to see McGarthy \u2026 perhaps we\u2019ll learn more about the connection from him.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Ben blew out a perfect smoke ring, but made no comment \u2026<\/p>\n

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Chapter 55<\/p>\n

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The funeral of Billy Buckley was a sad affair. \u00a0 There were few mourners, Gwen wept at the graveside and placed a small bunch of wild flowers on the mound that covered the pine box in which he was laid.\u00a0 Boot Hill was always a miserable place, and whoever came to mourn the dead there were always brought sharply face to face with their own mortality.<\/p>\n

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Adding to Gwen\u2019s grief was the fact that only hours before he had been brought into town she had been in the sheriff\u2019s office pulling to pieces Billy\u2019s carefully contrived alibi, putting her so-called precious lovers head in the noose and all because she believed him to love someone else, someone beyond his reach but not his heart.<\/p>\n

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Ben Cartwright \u00a0watched the girl as she left the cemetery and felt a little pity for her, but, as \u00a0he reminded himself, she was young, and young hearts do mend, given time.\u00a0 He replaced his hat and cast a last look at the grave before making his own way back to his horse. \u00a0 He passed Gwen along the way and tipped his hat to her, \u00a0wondered for a moment why she was weeping so hard, chided himself for forgetting she must have loved the man and continued onwards to town.<\/p>\n

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Dorothea Tennant stopped him as he dismounted outside the Postal depot where he intended to collect the Ponderosa\u2019s mail.\u00a0 She gave him a rather tentative smile as he turned to her, removed his hat and gave her the benefit of his best smile \u201cDorothy, how are you?\u00a0 Still at Widow Hawkins place?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cShe\u2019s been a good friend, Ben, and yes, I\u2019m staying there for the time being.\u201d she drew in a deep breath, \u201cBen, \u00a0is it true that Billy Buckley is dead?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cQuite true.\u201d \u00a0Ben frowned, \u201cI\u2019ve just returned from Boot Hill where they\u2019ve buried him.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cBoot Hill?\u201d \u00a0she sighed and shook her head, \u201cWhat a tragic mess. \u00a0 I can remember him when he used to come into the saloon for a drink with the friends he had made before he left\u2026you know, after Sally Cass went after that Ed Payson\u201d<\/p>\n

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Ben remembered and sighed, \u00a0he could remember a lot more than that, but nodded and waited for her to continue speaking \u201cBen, \u00a0how are your sons?\u00a0 Have they recovered from the mine disaster?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHoss is still quite unwell, but Joe and Adam, they\u2019re coming along well, thank you.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYou know that Billy and his – well – what can one call them?\u00a0 His cohorts \u2026 were hired by McGarthy to get me evicted from my living quarters and threatened the store keepers \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI think we had drawn that conclusion a while back,\u201d he smiled \u201cAre things any better now?\u00a0 Are you being served?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYes, \u00a0by some, not by all, not yet.\u00a0 I\u2019m sure they\u2019ll come round\u2026 it takes a while for a tight grip to loosen its hold, doesn\u2019t it?\u201d<\/p>\n

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He smiled and waited a while, wondering if there was anything else she would have wanted to say but she only nodded and continued walking on.\u00a0 After glancing up and down the street he entered the Telegraph depot and approached Eddy for the mail, which, once handed over to him he casually sifted through.\u00a0 The letter he was searching for was not there.<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n

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Patrick McGarthy was pacing the carpet of his well appointed home, listening to the workmen as they busied themselves with the renovations to a house that he knew he would not be living in for much longer. \u00a0 He scowled over at the desk where various papers and letters were scattered, the contents of which he had scanned through earlier and had dreaded receiving.\u00a0 Well, so be it, the Virginia City \u00a0Mining Corporation \u00a0had given him a warning, \u00a0one he could not ignore without repercussions that he could not afford. \u00a0 \u00a0The mine was losing money, there was no doubt about that, it had been losing steadily for over a year now, \u00a0the ore extracted was low grade and the seams were petering out. \u00a0 The Bucksburn Mine was really limping along, \u00a0and to install the renovations as demanded by the Mining Corporation was not only impossible but utterly futile.\u00a0 It would be like throwing good money after bad.\u00a0 Sheer waste of funds and resources.<\/p>\n

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Just like the work to the house really, \u00a0every day the workmen were there was costing him money, and he knew that the funds were not in the bank, he knew that he was bank rupt. \u00a0 He \u00a0returned to the desk now and began to listlessly flick through the papers\u2026 the list of works required, \u00a0the statements of work carried out, the bank statements, the invoices.<\/p>\n

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The sound of a door opening \u00a0caused him to turn in its direction and for a moment he didn\u2019t move, then he straightened up and took a deep breath \u201cYou?\u00a0 What are you doing here?\u201d<\/p>\n

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The woman standing at the door shrugged slightly before stepping further into the room, \u00a0she looked at him \u201cI\u2019ve never seen you look so scared before, \u00a0Patrick, \u00a0you\u2019ve gone quite pale.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cIt\u2019s just the surprise of seeing you here, Paloma\u2026 \u00a0I wasn\u2019t expecting you.\u201d \u00a0he gave a sickly smile and gestured to a chair which she declined, \u00a0\u201cWhy are you here?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWell, \u00a0Silas and I were getting rather anxious at not hearing from you.\u00a0 Mr Jones, \u00a0Aubrey, had not been in contact for some while and we were wondering just what was going on here.\u00a0 We have a lot riding on this business you know.\u201d<\/p>\n

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McGarthy swallowed and gulped and looked at a loss, which he was, his mind was fluttering from one place to another \u2026 \u00a0he shook his head \u201cBusiness?\u00a0 What business?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Now she did take a seat and looked at him with large dark eyes, \u00a0she was a beautiful woman, \u00a0of that there was no mistake, but there was a brittleness to her beauty, \u00a0something about her that made McGarthy shiver, and not from desire either, \u00a0she was too cold a person for him to be attracted in that manner.<\/p>\n

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\u201cYou seem to have forgotten that your brother Liam and my brother Silas entered into a contract some years ago?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cOh no -that ? \u00a0– \u00a0No, I hadn\u2019t forgotten.\u201d he floundered, \u00a0he knew he was sinking into deep waters, and for a moment he just stood there and stared at her, \u201cIt was to do with getting funds to back your brother\u2019s campaign for Senator?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWell done.\u201d the sarcasm was cutting, \u00a0the smile was thin lipped, her eyes swept over him and then she sighed \u201cAnd about the Ponderosa?\u00a0 Have you found out who it was who purchased the Ponderosa and then so generously handed it back to Ben Cartwright?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo, \u00a0no ..not yet\u2026 things have been happening here, \u00a0trouble \u2026\u201d he stared down at the papers and now began to shuffle them together into a neat and orderly pile, \u00a0\u201cWe had a major mine collapse.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She shrugged \u201cBut surely that happens quite often, doesn\u2019t it?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cIt shouldn\u2019t happen as often as it does, but Liam was not that scrupulous a Director of the mining operations here, \u00a0he let things slide, and I\u2019ve been scrabbling to get the funds to put everything together and \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWait.\u201d she raised a gloved hand \u201cWhat exactly do you mean, Patrick? \u00a0 Are you saying that you have no funds?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI – \u00a0 well – \u00a0 I guess so, just at the present moment.\u201d \u00a0he went pale, the colour drained from his face and he could feel his knees going weak, having to admit it out loud to her, to anyone, made it all so real. \u00a0\u201cLiam should never have made such an agreement with your brother, it was a fool hardy thing to do.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWe \u00a0bought shares in this mining operation, \u00a0Mr McGarthy, a lot of shares.\u201d \u00a0she stared at him, beneath the cold beauty of her features she was hiding her own dismay, her and her brothers future was trickling through her fingers, \u00a0going , going \u2026gone. \u00a0\u201cAre you in a position to re-imburse us?\u201d<\/p>\n

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He shook his head, unable to utter the words, \u00a0all he could see before him was ruin, utter ruin. \u00a0 He felt sick to the stomach as she stood up, very regal, very tall and quite splendid in her smart city attire, \u00a0she looked at him with such disdain that Patrick had to \u00a0swallow hard to prevent being sick. \u00a0 \u201cYou seriously mean that our shares are worthless?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI can\u2019t help it,\u201d Patrick bleated, \u201cIt\u2019s not my fault.\u00a0 Liam invested the money and it\u2019s gone, \u00a0I can\u2019t produce funds from \u00a0nothing, can I?\u201d<\/p>\n

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How many times in his life had he made the same excuses, \u00a0what a blessing that Liam was no longer there to defend himself or produce the papers that would expose his, Patricks, ineptitude and greed.\u00a0 Liam was the brains behind the schemes the brothers had worked on, \u00a0but now, without him over these few years, nothing had gone to plan.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She breathed heavily \u00a0as though she couldn\u2019t believe what he was saying, \u00a0as though she also was struggling to come to terms with loss and the inconvenience it would cost them.\u00a0 She stared at him \u00a0again \u201cAnd you really never found out who \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo, no\u2026forget about that, whoever he was it\u2019s as though he never existed. \u00a0 I\u2019ve had my contacts searching and scratching around for information and they have found nothing. \u201c<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cExcept a connection with the Frobishers\u2026 a lawyer called Julian Frobisher?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

He frowned and looked at her narrow eyed \u201cThat\u2019s right, in San Francisco.\u00a0 A close friend of the Cartwrights.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAnd \u00a0quite dead.\u201d she said coldly and walked to the window to survey the view beyond, \u00a0a quite beautiful view and for a moment her face softened as though proof that beauty like that could even touch a heart as cold and mercenary as hers.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYou know about them?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYes,\u201d \u00a0she nodded, \u201cSilas and I are related to the wife \u2026or rather..the widow.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

He just stared at her before clearing his throat \u201cWhy \u00a0do you want to know who this person is? \u00a0 Is it some personal vendetta?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She smiled then, a slow grimace that just lifted the corner of her lips, \u201cNo, \u00a0just money. \u00a0 Any one with that much money \u2026\u201d she paused and a slight rise of her shoulders indicated that she had shrugged \u201cJust think of it, \u00a0thousands of dollars just given away, just like that, and nothing paid back in return except a few measly coins that were in Ben Cartwrights pockets at the time. \u00a0 Ridiculous, isn\u2019t it?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Patrick nodded, \u00a0at the back of his mind he longed to be able to make this persons acquaintance, make promises that would guarantee getting him out of the mess he was in. \u00a0 He licked his lips \u201cHave you no idea at all who it could be?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cSilas has someone \u00a0working at Frobishers who is going through their files.\u00a0 Always so useful having someone on the inside.\u201d \u00a0she looked at him and frowned \u201cYou\u2019ve been rather a disappointment, \u00a0Patrick. \u00a0 You\u2019ve left us in a very difficult position.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWell, \u00a0I\u2019m not exactly happy about the position I\u2019m in either \u2026\u201d he paused and frowned, \u00a0\u201cI\u2019m not unique you know? \u00a0 The mines here are closing down due to the lack of silver ore in them.\u00a0 The mines aren\u2019t producing the millions they were, \u00a0some aren\u2019t producing \u00a0anything, \u00a0they\u2019re closing down and to be honest I doubt if many will survive into the next decade.\u201d \u00a0*<\/p>\n

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\u201cThat isn\u2019t exactly helping our cause, Mr McGarthy.\u201d \u00a0she turned and picked up her purse, \u00a0\u201cI see I shall have to do my own \u2018excavating\u2019 \u2026 \u00a0 good day to you, Patrick.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

He watched her leave, \u00a0her perfume lingered in the air for a matter of moments but he didn\u2019t move from where he sat.\u00a0 He pulled out a large handkerchief and mopped his \u00a0brow, he was cold but was sweating. \u00a0 Sitting alone in the big room \u00a0he could now hear the sound of her vehicles wheels scrunching on the gravel drive. \u00a0 It was some moments before his heart stopped racing \u2026what he asked himself, was going to happen now?\u00a0 Had he expected help from them? \u00a0 \u00a0He had to admit not, \u00a0in fact, he had forgotten all about the Barringtons since the mine collapse.\u00a0 He tried to gather his wits, to remember what exactly Liam had arranged with them, what their latest demands on him had entailed.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

What was so significant about the Ponderosa?\u00a0 Why was it so important to find out who funded the Cartwrights during the time they nearly lost it all?\u00a0 She had said it was to get more money, \u00a0from probably the richest man in the territory, or \u00a0such was the implication. \u00a0 He sighed deeply, shook his head and stared at the door, \u00a0when it opened and his butler announced \u201cSheriff Canaday and Deputy Foster.\u201d \u00a0Patrick McGarthy thought he was going to have a heart attack.<\/p>\n

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 <\/p>\n

Candy had been on the track to McGarthy\u2019s home when the hired landau swept past them and he had a glimpse of a woman\u2019s outline, \u00a0the veil concealed her face but it was enough for him to know that whoever she was had expensive tastes. \u00a0 Now he walked into McGarthy\u2019s \u00a0large opulent study and looked at the wretched man who slowly rose to his feet in front of him\u2026 \u00a0 \u201cSheriff?\u00a0 What can I do for you?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Candy frowned slightly, \u00a0the man\u2019s voice, devoid of the arrogance and bluster of previous times, was thin, nasal and sounded like a man defeated. \u00a0 The sheriff nodded, \u201cPatrick McGarthy you are under arrest for contriving the murders of Matilda and Samuel Mayhew, of \u00a0your foreman O\u2019Connell, of intimidation and threatening behaviour, also on a charge of arson\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWait, sheriff\u2026 wait there\u2026you\u2019ve got the wrong man, you\u2019ve no proof of \u00a0all this?\u00a0 It\u2019s slander, \u00a0pure slander\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m sorry, McGarthy, but we have the testimony of several \u00a0people who were involved so \u00a0it would \u00a0be much better for you if you just admitted your guilt and came along with us.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Patrick McGarthy was not the man his brother had been, \u00a0he didn\u2019t know where or how to put up a fight against the charges that he knew were far from false. \u00a0 He stared from one man to the other \u201cI demand my lawyer.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Candy nodded \u201cCertainly, when we\u2019re in town .\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI never killed anyone, \u00a0never\u2026\u201d \u00a0McGarthy blustered<\/p>\n

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\u201cYou had best save your breath until you see your lawyer,\u201d Clem advised, \u00a0\u201cNow, if you\u2019ll come this way, Mr McGarthy\u2026\u201d \u00a0 \u00a0and he pointed to the door, \u00a0nodded and waited for Patrick to step forward.<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n

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Paloma Barrington had noticed the sheriff and his deputy, \u00a0she had sunk back deeper into the cushioned seat in the hope that they would not get a clear picture of her and once they had passed them by she had looked back to see whether or not she was right in assuming they were headed for \u00a0McGarthy\u2019s place. \u00a0 She then sat very still, \u00a0without Silas by her side she was at a loss as to what to do next.<\/p>\n

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In Virginia City she made her way to the Hotel and to her room, \u00a0after removing her hat and outer coat she sat down by the window and observed the comings and goings of the town. \u00a0 So, she thought, this was where Ben Cartwright had his empire. \u00a0 She narrowed her eyes and noticed a tall broad shouldered man walking alongside an older man who wore spectacles, had a moustache. \u00a0 That, she thought, \u00a0was surely Ben Cartwright himself. \u00a0 The other man didn\u2019t count, but she could remember the last time she met with Ben, \u00a0and it had been very pleasant, \u00a0and who better to tell her what they needed to know than him.<\/p>\n

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* By the early 1880\u2019s most of the mines were producing so little that they were closing at a rapid number, thousands drifted off to search for gold in the newly discovered Yukon and Alaskan fields, for Virginia City the boom time was over.<\/p>\n

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Chapter 55<\/p>\n

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People\u2019s heads turned as Sheriff Canaday and his deputy rode into town with Patrick McGarthy in custody.\u00a0 A small crowd gathered around the sheriff\u2019s office and watched the handcuffed man being led into the building, \u00a0and then slowly dispersed amid a uncomfortable amount of murmurings and mutterings.<\/p>\n

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There were several who watched with a more personal interest in the man than the majority.\u00a0 From the hotel window of her suite Paloma Barrington watched McGarthy and the two men who seemed to guide him out of sight, when the door closed upon them she dropped the curtain and stepped back into the room.\u00a0 McGarthy had been a disappointment and the thought of so much money having slipped through his fingers, their money, hers and her brothers, made her feel ill. \u00a0 It was bad enough to have run through their inheritance as quickly as they had, but the shares they had invested in the Bucksburn Mines had been their secret safety cushion, the one thing they had relied upon to reap them another fortune, and a bigger, brighter future.<\/p>\n

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She sat down \u00a0and stared into the small fire that burned in the grate while her mind searched for solutions, answers, anything. \u00a0 How was she going to tell Silas that there was nothing, \u00a0nothing at all for their planned future? \u00a0 All that money, all those shares just worthless, not worth the paper they were printed on.<\/p>\n

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They had felt confident with Liam McGarthy, he had ideas, \u00a0bright and wonderful prospects for the future, \u00a0brilliant plans. \u00a0 He was going to be their backer for when the time was right to launch Silas into the political arena, \u00a0it wasn\u2019t going to be that hard, after all, she and Silas had established a social circle that involved many of the most influential men in Boston, New York and all it had needed was Liam\u2019s release of the money.<\/p>\n

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She clenched her \u00a0small fist and thudded it down upon the arm of her chair, why hadn\u2019t they acted sooner, \u00a0sooner when Liam was alive instead of waiting until now. Why on earth had Silas been so apathetic and so trusting in Patrick McGarthy, \u00a0just because Liam had been so gifted wouldn\u2019t have meant that his brother would have been; \u00a0 charming and persuasive – oh yes, all of that and more, \u00a0as a result of which more of their money had poured into a worthless project.<\/p>\n

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She rested her chin upon her hand and stared into the fire, \u00a0somehow she was going to have to let Silas know, somehow she had to find a way to cushion the blow, \u00a0money, she needed more money, and lots of it.<\/p>\n

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Dorothea Tennant was standing beside Clemmie Hawkins when McGarthy was taken into prison, \u00a0they stood and watched until the door closed and then looked at one another \u201cBlimey, ducks, \u00a0looks like they caught up with him then. \u00a0 Do you think it\u2019s to do with what he did to you?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI don\u2019t know, \u00a0Clemmie.\u201d \u00a0Dorothy frowned and shook her head, \u201cBen didn\u2019t really seem very talkative about what happened when I saw him earlier.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cOh, saw Ben did you?\u00a0 When was that, duckie?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Dorothy smiled, she loved the way Clemmie talked, it had taken her some time to get used to being called a duck, and various other expressions but she was getting the hang of the little Cockney widow\u2019s vernacular now and it amused her. \u00a0 Clementine was a character, \u00a0elderly indeed, but full of spirit and with an endearing twinkle in her eyes still.\u00a0 Dorothy knew that Clementine had a soft spot for Ben Cartwright and any time his name came into conversation she would expect to know every single word, every breath he took, \u00a0before the matter could be closed until another time.<\/p>\n

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Clemmie listened now as Dorothea told her about meeting Ben after Billy\u2019s funeral, they walked towards the hotel in which they were staying until Clemmie\u2019s home was habitable again, heads together, one talking the other intently listening, much nodding of heads which caused the feathers in their bonnets to drift too and fro .<\/p>\n

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\u201cSeems to me,\u201d Clemmie said eventually \u201cThat all McGarthy\u2019s hens have come home to roost, and about bloomin\u2019 time too.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Dorothea said nothing, she wasn\u2019t really too sure what to say to that \u2026<\/p>\n

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Bridie Martin listened to her house keeper, Mrs Treveleyn, as the information concerning McGarthy\u2019s arrest was being relayed to her.\u00a0 It had been a trying time for Bridie who was concerned about Mrs O\u2019Connell\u2019s condition, about Hoss Cartwright and how Hester was going to manage and also about Mary Ann who had come through such rough handling by that gunslinger but who knew at what cost?<\/p>\n

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She was only half listening to Tilly while her mind was wandering down various other avenues of care \u2026 after all she had the responsibility of the charity that she had set up with the aid of the Cartwright women, \u00a0and which had been a wonderful benefit to the town, but it just seemed to keep growing and the demands grew along with it.<\/p>\n

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\u201cOf course,\u201d Tilly Treveleyn said in that strong Cornish accent of hers, \u201cit\u2019ll take a clever lawyer to get him off the hook.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cA clever lawyer?\u00a0 Do you think so?\u201d \u00a0Bridie paused and tried to remember what Tilly had been saying before that, \u201cWhy would he need a clever lawyer?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cOh Mrs Martin, you\u2019re away with the fairies again, aren\u2019t you?\u00a0 Have you been listening to a word I\u2019ve said?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Bridie laughed good naturedly, and gave a slight shrug \u201cOh well, most of it, Tilly.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cThat\u2019s a blessing then, I hate repeating myself as you know.\u00a0 But you see, \u00a0it was mostly Adam Cartwrights evidence that seems to have swung things \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWait a moment, Adam Cartwright did you say? But what has he to do with this arrest?\u201d \u00a0Bridie paused in cracking another egg into the mixing bowl, \u00a0\u201cYou never mentioned him before, did you?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNo, I didn\u2019t,\u201d \u00a0Tilly consented to admit, and watched as Bridie cracked the egg and picked up another \u201cDo you really need to put four eggs \u00a0in the mix?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cFour?\u00a0 Have I put in three already?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYou have indeed.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Bridie sighed, sometimes she wasn\u2019t sure which of the two of them was the Irish one\u2026but she smiled dutifully and put the fourth egg away into the bowl with the others. \u00a0\u201cHow is Adam Cartwright involved in all this?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cBecause of Billy Buckley, of course.\u201d \u00a0Tilly rounded her eyes and looked at her mistress as though she couldn\u2018t believe Bridie hadn\u2019t realised the connection, she cleared her throat and folded her arms across her flat chest, \u201cIt was tantamount to a death bed confession it was\u2026 \u00a0 Billy Buckley was lying there bleeding to death kind of thing and Adam Cartwright was there and so Billy told him all about how McGarthy had ordered him to do the killings\u2026and setting fire to old Mrs Hawkins place and a whole lot more beside.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Bridie sighed and stared into space for a moment \u201cWill that hold up in court do you think?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cAnd why would it not? \u00a0 Surely a death bed confession – sort of thing – is like a death sentence to the man?\u00a0 Not only that he had told Mary Ann Cartwright the very same thing.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWho?\u00a0 Adam?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNo, no, \u00a0isn\u2019t it Billy Buckley I\u2019m talking about? \u00a0 When he had Mary Ann in that cabin he told her about what he had done.\u00a0 Mary Ann Cartwright knows probably \u00a0more about it than anyone else apart from McGarthy.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cOh I doubt that\u2026\u201d Bridie frowned and began to mix up her cake ingredients, \u00a0Mary Ann hadn\u2019t looked as if she were harbouring the secrets and horrors of any confession Billy Buckley was likely to have made to her, \u00a0oh no, the last time Bridie saw Mary Ann all she was thinking about was her unborn baby, \u00a0and little Daniel, \u00a0and, of course, Joseph.<\/p>\n

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She was annoyed now, \u00a0she didn\u2019t want Tilly telling her all this gossip from town.\u00a0 She was more than glad that McGarthy had been arrested and she \u00a0hoped that he would face justice, both legally and divine, but all this thrill seeking chatter she could well do without. \u00a0\u201cDid I put in the sugar, Tilly?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cHow\u2019m I to know that, Mrs Martin, haven\u2019t I had enough on my mind just now?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Bridie said nothing to that but watched as Tilly flounced off to set out the tea cups and pour out some thing hot to drink \u201cI\u2019ll take up young Mrs O\u2019Connell some tea.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Bridie nodded, \u00a0her mind returned to the treadmill of her anxieties among which Mrs O\u2019Connell figured quite largely seeing how the woman had been taking up the spare bedroom for some weeks now.\u00a0 She had had a fine baby boy too, \u00a0a sweet natured contented wee soul which, concerning the misery and grief his mother had been enduring for the past while, was more than a blessing. \u00a0 Bridie poured the mix into the mouldings tins and slipped them into the oven, poor little mite, and still no name for him either.<\/p>\n

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Tilly went upstairs and looked at the baby, fast asleep, little fingers curled and hands dimpled.\u00a0 She set down the tea beside the bed and helped Mrs O\u2019Connell into a sitting position, then plumped up the pillows. \u00a0 It seemed to her that Mrs O\u2019Connell was more than well enough to get up and about by now, \u00a0but some \u2019mysterious\u2019 ailment had seized her since the baby\u2019s delivery and no matter what Tilly Treveleyn thought about it all, it made no difference to the state of Mrs O\u2019Connells legs which just didn\u2019t seem to want to work.<\/p>\n

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\u201cDid I hear \u00a0you talking about McGarthy of the Bucksburn Mine?\u201d \u00a0Mrs O\u2019Connell asked as she took the cup and saucer from Tilly<\/p>\n

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\u201cHe\u2019s been arrested.\u201d Tilly said and turned to look again at the baby sleeping so contentedly at the foot of the bed \u201cIsn\u2019t he just a darling, though?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cHe has the look of my husband,\u201d Mrs O\u2019Connell said softly. \u00a0\u201cSo why was he arrested?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWho?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cMcGarthy?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Tilly put on her most stern features before turning to the young girl in the bed, \u201cNow, this is what I got from Mrs Foster, you know, the deputy\u2019s mother\u2026 \u00a0 she told me that Billy Buckley had made a death bed confession\u2026.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Mrs O\u2019Connell was just eighteen years of age, widowed, the mother of an infant baby just recently born.\u00a0 She listened and absorbed the facts, imagined the fat wealthy slug of a man now pacing the floor of the cell in the building not so v ery far from this one. \u00a0 Her Thomas had been a good man, \u00a0certainly older than herself, but a good man.\u00a0 He would have so loved to have seen his son, but he had gone down that mine to save people from a cave in, even though he had only the day before been yelling at McGarthy of the dangers his mines were presenting to the people employed by him. \u00a0 McGarthy was still alive, but her Thomas was dead \u2026 \u00a0he would never see his wee son.<\/p>\n

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She listened until Tilly had run herself dry, \u201cI\u2019ll have to get another cup of tea,\u201d the older woman laughed \u201cHow about yourself?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Mrs O\u2019Connell shook her head and leaned against the pillows.\u00a0 For the first time in weeks, since the baby had been born and she had nearly died in his delivery, she felt as though life was tingling through her limbs again.\u00a0 Her heart was beating faster, stronger and suddenly she felt there was a purpose in living after all.<\/p>\n

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Joe Cartwright sat down beside his brother\u2019s bed and looked at the other man who seemed to be in a deep sleep, \u00a0he placed a hand gently upon Hoss\u2019 shoulder \u201cYou asleep, Hoss?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYeah, I am.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYou looked as though you were.\u201d Joe replied with warm sincerity.\u00a0 He leaned back in his chair and looked around the room, \u00a0he smiled to himself, it wouldn\u2019t \u00a0be long before he and Mary Ann could reclaim it back as their own.\u00a0 He loved the way the windows opened out to the view of the mountains and the lake, even on days like this one, when the sky was grey and rain drizzled finely, like mist upon the ground. \u00a0\u201cI thought – if you were awake – we could have had a game of checkers.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Hoss snored, and Joe grinned\u2026 \u00a0 no doubt about it, he was bored, his arm hurt and it itched as well.\u00a0 He had slept so much that there was no sleep left in him, \u00a0but at the same time his body still felt bone weary. \u00a0 He got to his feet and walked to the window.<\/p>\n

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\u201cLeaving already?\u201d Hoss muttered with his eyes closed and assuming his brother was heading for the door.<\/p>\n

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\u201cNo, \u00a0just looking out of the window.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cHumph, where\u2019s Hester?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cDownstairs with Hop Sing and Olivia. \u00a0 Should be getting something to eat soon.\u00a0 You still on mush?\u201d \u00a0he grinned mischievously, \u00a0even if Hoss were ill he was still a good target for some teasing.<\/p>\n

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\u201cMush?\u00a0 Is that what they\u2019ve been feeding me with?\u00a0 No wonder I feel as weak as a kitten.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI heard they got a whole big pan of it downstairs, just for you.\u00a0 Should be about a weeks worth I reckon.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cA week of mush?\u00a0 How\u2019m I ever gonna git my strength back on mush?\u201d \u00a0Hoss wrinkled his nose in disgust \u201cBaby food that\u2019s what it is.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWell, you aren\u2019t doing much just lying there, like some great big fat baby\u2026guess they reckon it\u2019s all you deserve to eat.\u201d \u00a0Joe grinned and his eyes twinkled, he turned away from looking at his disgruntled brother and resumed his surveillance of the views from the window.<\/p>\n

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\u201cHey, Joe, you joshing me?\u201d \u00a0Hoss opened one eye and then the other, he yawned, and reached up to scratch his head, \u00a0felt the bandages rough to his fingers \u201cShucks and dadgumit, when is this thing coming off?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Joe chuckled and returned to sit down, \u201cWell, \u00a0Dr Schofield came to check you out this morning, \u00a0Hoss. \u00a0 He sure does make a prettier turban than those Paul Martins created in the past \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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Both brothers grinned at the memories of Pauls \u00a0lack of expertise with the bandages, some had been embarrassingly inept, so much so that they had been pulled off as soon as the door had closed \u00a0behind the good man.\u00a0 Hoss flexed his shoulders a little and clenched his fists for a few minutes as though to get some life into them \u201cShucks, Joe, I have to be honest, I don\u2019t feel exactly right just yet. \u00a0 Ask Hester to cook me some real good Ponderosa steaks with creamed potatoes like she knows how I like \u2018em.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Joe grimaced \u201cI don\u2019t know, \u00a0Hoss.\u00a0 Dr Schofield was quite specific when it came to what you could or could not eat.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cOh Lordy\u2026\u201d Hoss sighed and slumped back against the pillows on his bed.<\/p>\n

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In a bedroom \u00a0across the landing from the room where Hoss and Joe were, \u00a0Olivia was gently brushing through the thick long chestnut curls of her sister in law, Mary Ann. \u00a0 The hair fell in loose waves down to her waist and was as soft as silk to the touch.\u00a0 Mary Ann watched as Olivia brought the brush down its length and smiled \u201cOlivia, \u00a0do you ever think of cutting all your hair off? \u00a0 I read that it was quite popular back east for those who are involved with the Votes for Women league.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cPerhaps so, Mary Ann, I mean by that, perhaps it is popular with those women who want to get the vote but it isn\u2019t for us here.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWhy not? \u00a0don\u2019t you want to have equal rights to men?\u00a0 Why shouldn\u2019t we have short hair?\u00a0 It would be much neater, and cooler.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWith winter on the way, my dear, I prefer to keep my hair as it is.\u201d \u00a0Olivia frowned, it was, she thought, not unnatural for Mary Ann to be the one of the three of them to be so involved with this issue of suffrage \u2026 the school teacher and lover of education would have a natural bent for such things, especially now, during a time of such change.<\/p>\n

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\u201cBut think about it, Olivia?\u00a0 It would mean that our daughters could have privileges that we have been denied.\u00a0 They could go to Universities, become doctors, \u00a0have a voice in society \u2026\u201d Mary Anns eyes sparkled, \u201cIf I had a daughter I would encourage her to fight for her rights, \u00a0not be just a wife and mother\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cIs that all you see yourself as, Mary Ann\u2026 \u00a0just a wife and mother?\u201d Olivia said gently, placing a hand upon each of the other womans shoulders and looking into the earnest young face in the mirror.<\/p>\n

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Mary Ann\u2019s grey eyes looked into Oliva\u2019s green eyes, she smiled and blushed just a little, \u201cNo, \u00a0you\u2019re right, I don\u2019t see myself as just a wife and mother. \u00a0 How could I when I\u2019m married to Joe, and there\u2019s so much to do \u2026\u201d \u00a0her voice trailed away and she sighed, \u00a0\u201cI love Joe so much.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Olivia nodded and smiled and began to arrange Mary Ann\u2019s hair into the style the young woman preferred.\u00a0 Love?\u00a0 Oh yes, she could tell Mary Ann all about love, \u00a0how Adam was the first thought of the day and the last thought at night \u2026 \u00a0 how her heart skipped when his foot steps approached the door, \u00a0how she felt when he took her in his arms and – \u00a0Mary Ann\u2019s yelp roused her from her thoughts, she apologised and forced herself to concentrate on the task in hand.\u00a0 Just a wife and mother? \u00a0 Olivia smiled, \u00a0oh no, there was so much more involved than being just a wife and mother!<\/p>\n

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Chapter 56<\/p>\n

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Candy looked up as the door opened and then inwardly groaned when the thin form of Mr Edward Hamilton stepped forward, closing the door \u00a0very firmly behind him<\/p>\n

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\u201cI\u2019ve come to see my client.\u201d \u00a0his manner was brisk almost to the point of rudeness and Candy was \u00a0tempted to \u00a0deflect the mans visit except that he knew of no possible way of doing so, \u00a0he merely nodded and indicated the way to the cells<\/p>\n

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The murmur of voices grated on Clem Fosters nerves, and he looked at Candy and rolled his eyes \u201cReckon \u00a0Hamilton will manage to get him off the hook?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI hope not, Clem.\u00a0 The mans a rogue, more than that even, he\u2019s a murderer. \u201c<\/p>\n

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Clem perched his ample posterior onto the corner of the desk and folded his arms across his chest \u201cWe don\u2019t really have proof of that, do we?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI\u2019d say a confession to Adam Cartwright evidence enough, \u00a0plus what he told Mary Ann Cartwright.\u00a0 Plus enough of what we\u2019ve seen and heard for ourselves.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYes, \u00a0but it isn\u2019t solid evidence is it?\u201d \u00a0Clem tapped the desk with a stubby forefinger, \u201cWe haven\u2019t got eye witness proof, have we?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI\u2019m sure it won\u2019t be long before we can get it.\u00a0 McGarthy isn\u2019t the most popular man in the territory.\u201d<\/p>\n

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They paused then when Hamilton came out and approached them with a no nonsense look on his face \u201cI demand bail for my client, until you can provide positive proof of your accusations you have no right to detain him here.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cMr Hamilton, your client is guilty of murder.\u00a0 He may not have pulled the trigger of the guns that killed or caused the accidents \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cHearsay evidence doesn\u2019t stand up in court, that\u2019s how it is, sheriff. You should know by now that rock solid evidence, not hearsay, is the requirement of the law in these instances.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Clem sighed and looked at Candy as though to say \u2018I told you so\u2026\u2019 and the sheriff\u2019s heart fluttered in indignation but he knew when he was beaten and drew out the necessary papers required to confirm bail had been set and paid for, \u00a0as he signed his name on the receipt of the sum of $2000 he murmured loud enough to be heard \u201cI don\u2019t intend to let this matter drop, Hamilton. \u00a0 Your client has been responsible of culpable homicide and I intend to see him in court, with or without you in attendance.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Hamiltons mouth twisted in what could have been called a smile, or perhaps a symptom of indigestion, \u00a0\u201cI doubt if the Judge would agree, you need proof, \u00a0sheriff.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI\u2019ve bodies in the morgue that provide enough proof, Mr Hamilton.\u201d \u00a0Candy narrowed his eyes and stood up \u201cClem, \u00a0release the prisoner. \u201c<\/p>\n

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It didn\u2019t take long for the gossip mill to grind out the news that McGarthy had been released. \u00a0 Paloma Barrington heard it as she paid for the hire of a carriage at Mansons Livery and Dorothy Tennant was privy to it in the General Mercantile. Amanda Ridley was standing by her side when the news arrived via one of her clerks, and she looked at Dorothy with raised eyebrows \u201cWell, it \u00a0looks like he has more lives than a cat.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cHe\u2019s more of a snake than a cat,\u201d Dorothy replied in a tone of voice that indicated just how much she disliked the man, she shook her head \u201cHe\u2019s a weaker man than his brother ever was, but for all that it pays to tread carefully around him.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNo liking for him, have you?\u201d Amanda said \u00a0as she smoothed back her hair, \u201cYou used to be very close to his brother though, if I recall rightly.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Dorothy said nothing to that but placed her items in her basket and quickly left the store with Amanda Ridley watching her as the door closed behind her.\u00a0 It irritated Dorothy that people could remember so far back, and she wanted to say in her defence that she and Liam were two different people back then, that it hadn\u2019t mattered, that at one time she had been quite a wealthy woman in her own right\u2026 but what point was there in that?\u00a0 Most remembered Liam McGarthy as the man who had wanted to take over the Ponderosa and had ended up dead.\u00a0 They had never known him the way she had \u2026 she stopped there, and remembered how the time had come when even she had realised just how rotten to the core Liam McGarthy had been, and his brother, well, perhaps they were more alike than she had realised.<\/p>\n

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Tilly Treveleyn was full of the news when she returned and Mrs O\u2019Connell, \u00a0Margaret by name, listened from the chair in which she sat nursing her baby. \u00a0 \u201cBut he killed my husband.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cMay be so, but they say unless someone saw him do it\u2026\u201d \u00a0Tilly shrugged and removed her bonnet which she hung very carefully upon the allocated peg<\/p>\n

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\u201cOf course no one saw it, he always made sure he wasn\u2019t around, he paid others to do that kind of work.\u201d Margaret shook her head and tears came to her eyes \u201cI thought there would be justice at last, \u00a0someone \u00a0would see him pay for what he had done.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cUnless someone came forward whom he paid to do the killings and told the sheriff then he isn\u2019t ever going to face justice,\u201d Tilly picked up her basket and then smiled gently at the sight of mother and baby together \u201cYou make a lovely picture, my dear.\u00a0 I am so glad you are feeling so much better now.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWhat good will it do me,\u201d Margaret whispered, \u201cI\u2019ve nothing .. Nowhere to go\u2026 no husband \u2026I wish I were dead.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Tilly shook her head and approached the young woman, placed a gentle hand on her arm, \u201cDon\u2019t be saying things like that, dear. \u00a0 Mrs Martin and the doctor \u00a0will see you\u2019re alright, you won\u2019t be left out in the streets.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Margaret shook her head, and then looked at her baby who was engrossed in doing what babies of that age did, suckle and sleep and soil diapers. \u00a0\u201cMy husband was such a proud man, he wouldn\u2019t have wanted me to beg\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNo one\u2019s expecting you to.\u201d Tilly replied staunchly and quickly turned away from the nursing mother to get on with her work.\u00a0 At the back of her mind she wished she had not said anything about McGarthy getting bail, but she consoled herself with the thought that Margaret O\u2019Connell would have found out eventually, gossip was rife in the town, \u00a0like a forest fire, she would have found out sooner or later. \u00a0 As far as Tilly was concerned, the sooner the better\u2026<\/p>\n

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Dorothea watched from the shelter of a store doorway as the lawyer and his client stood on \u00a0the sidewalk and discussed some matters at what seemed to be great length.\u00a0 Eventually McGarthy threw his hands in the air in a gesture of impatient disgust and stalked away watched by both Dorothea and the lawyer, the latter eventually turning and making his way back to his offices.<\/p>\n

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Dorothea \u00a0watched as McGarthy stormed towards the Mining Corporation of Virginia City\u2019s pompously large glass windowed building with the large words painted in gold letters at a time when it seemed there would never be an end to the discovery of gold or silver. \u00a0 For a moment he stopped and stared at the words, stepped back into the road to view them at a distance and for a moment the watcher in the shadows wondered if he were going to throw a rock through the window.\u00a0 He never did, \u00a0Liam may have done but not Patrick, he was too aware and too afraid to face the consequences even of that action.<\/p>\n

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He turned \u00a0back and began to retrace his footsteps, slowly, as though he had actually forgotten why he was there, or how he had arrived in town. \u00a0 He had gone only a few paces when Dorothea stepped from the doorway and into his pathway.<\/p>\n

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For just a moment they stood facing one another in silence, then Patrick stepped back a little, just a few steps \u201cWhat do you want?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI wanted to see what you looked like now, \u00a0Patrick \u2026 to see what kind of man you are now who tried to step into Liam\u2019s shoes.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cLiam?\u201d \u00a0Patrick frowned \u201cWhat has this to do with Liam?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cEverything – and, I suppose, nothing.\u00a0 We all create our own monsters after all, \u00a0 perhaps Liam was yours because you could never match up with him, could you?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cHuh, \u00a0and where did his big plans and ambition get him, \u00a0a noose around his neck, that\u2019s what\u2026\u201d \u00a0Patrick hunched his shoulders and scowled at her \u201cAnyway, \u00a0that\u2019s long past now, \u00a0although I thought you would have been gone from here a while back.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNo, I had – have – friends. \u00a0 You went too far trying to get rid of me, Patrick.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYou should never have come back here, \u00a0you knew too much, you were part of the reason everything went wrong for Liam, \u00a0for me \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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She didn\u2019t say anything to that, after all he was possibly right, \u00a0but then Liam had betrayed her with promises, so what loyalty could he have expected from her.\u00a0 As for Patrick he was sowing the bitter seeds that Liam \u00a0had sown those years ago.\u00a0 She nodded then \u201cYes, \u00a0perhaps you are right, Patrick. \u00a0 You see, when Liam wanted to marry me, he forgot to tell me about his wife safely and comfortably living in Chicago.\u00a0 If he had not lied to me then perhaps things could have been better for us all.\u00a0 But Liam lived by lying, \u00a0he lied about everything to every one, including you.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cSo I\u2019m \u00a0finding out.\u201d Patrick grumbled and shook his head wearily, \u201cBut I needed the Bucksburn, \u00a0I needed it to make profits, if Liam hadn\u2019t been so hell bent on \u00a0getting the Ponderosa, on that personal vendetta of his, then things would have gone smoothly enough.\u00a0 He lost his focus when he started wanting the Ponderosa.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cOh well, you could hardly blame him, \u00a0everyone talked about the Cartwrights sitting on a mountain of silver and all that nonsense. \u00a0 \u00a0Mr Rawlins of the Silver Dollar Mine told me all about it, you see. \u00a0 We became good friends and then Caleb Shannon\u2026 well, \u00a0we were on good terms too. \u201c<\/p>\n

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Patrick shrugged his shoulders and turned to go, \u00a0rather annoyingly she caught up with him and began to walk beside him, \u00a0people\u2019s heads turned and noticed, he could see their eyes show interest, and imagined what would be discussed in their cosy homes later that day to their nearest and dearest.\u00a0 He glanced over at her \u201cI want you to go away, leave me alone.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI want never gets\u2026\u201d she intoned and smiled \u201cAn old clich\u00e9 from my child hood.\u00a0 But it\u2019s fitting isn\u2019t it, \u00a0Liam and yourself, \u00a0you both stretched out to get what you could never get \u2026 \u00a0Liam and Caleb Shannon told me all about the Barringtons you know.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cThe Barringtons? \u00a0 What do you know about them?\u201d \u00a0Patrick turned to face her, giving her a closer attention than before, \u201cWell, spit it out, woman, what do you know about the Barringtons?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cAnother couple who want what they can\u2019t have, and thanks to Liam never will. \u00a0 Did he actually tell \u00a0you everything about them?\u201d \u00a0she looked at him thoughtfully, could tell from the liverish look of his face and the yellow blood shot eyes that the past weeks had been taking their toll on him, \u00a0she sighed and nodded \u201cWell, what a shame, \u00a0he took their money, \u00a0fed them false promises, got them beavering away at some self promotion while he spent it all and then left you to carry the can\u2026 as the saying goes.\u201d<\/p>\n

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One large hand reached up and rubbed the side of McGarthy\u2019s face, his stubby fingers felt the stubble around his chin and the thought came to him that he hadn\u2019t been to the barber to have his shave that morning.\u00a0 He shook the thought away, and bowed his head \u201cThey\u2019re here now, the Barringtons – \u201c<\/p>\n

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Dorothea smiled, just like Liam when he was in a difficult position he would come and talk to her about it, \u00a0expect her to find a solution but she looked at Patrick again and shook her head, \u00a0he was not Liam after all, just the brother that Liam thought was a joke and an embarrassment.\u00a0 Even without trying Patrick would always make a mess of things.\u00a0 She shrugged \u00a0slightly \u201cWell, in that case perhaps you should pack your bags and go. \u00a0 From what Liam tells me the Barringtons \u00a0don\u2019t let a little thing like murder stop them from getting what they want – a bit like you really.\u201d<\/p>\n

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He stepped forward now and grabbed her wrist, \u00a0holding her arm down concealed against her skirts, she winced a \u00a0little for he had some strength in those fingers of his, and then he stared into her face \u201cLiam knew you for what you were, a dirty little gold digger, \u00a0he had no intention of marrying you.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cOf course not, how could he, when he was married already.\u201d \u00a0she winced again as his fingers tightened around her wrist<\/p>\n

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\u201cYou must know more about the Bucksburn than even I do, \u00a0Liam talked too much when he had been drinking, and don\u2019t forget, I know that you did the dirty on him, I know how you talked to Rawlins and Cartwright. \u00a0 Liam trusted you too much but I won\u2019t make that mistake.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI wouldn\u2019t want you near me, Patrick McGarthy, \u00a0I just wanted -\u201d \u00a0she gave a small cry then, he had hold of her little finger and was pressing down hard upon it, pushing it against the palm of her hand \u201cLet me go, \u00a0Patrick,.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYou should have left town when I told you to, \u00a0all those weeks ago.\u00a0 Pretending to be so hard done by, \u00a0better than you are, you should get out of here now before something rather unpleasant happens to you.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cSuch as what?\u00a0 The same thing that happened to Mrs Mayhew?\u00a0 Don\u2019t forget, \u00a0your friend Billy Buckley\u2019s dead now, and buried.\u00a0 He won\u2019t be able to do your little jobs for you, you\u2019ll have to do them yourself.\u201d \u00a0she pushed her face closer to his, \u201cMy advice is for you to get out of town before the Barringtons really get to know exactly what Liam – and you – did with their money.\u201d<\/p>\n

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He released her then, \u00a0suddenly, so that she stumbled backwards and with her good hand reached out to rub at her wrist and fingers. \u00a0 He strode away, a big bulky man, from the back so much like his brother that she could almost have forgiven him for hurting her. \u00a0 People passed by and some looked over at her, from the doorway of the Mercantile \u00a0Amanda Ridley had watched the altercation between them and wondered what was going on., when Dorothea looked over at the store however, Amanda had been prudent enough to have vanished inside.<\/p>\n

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The rain that had fallen the previous day had brought a freshness to the land and as the driver of the carriage drove the veiled lady towards the Ponderosa \u00a0the sky seemed to become bluer, and the grass even greener. \u00a0 She looked around her and enjoyed the view as most city dwellers unused to the unspoilt country often does, \u00a0until by its very nature it sends them running back to their coverts of glass and brick.<\/p>\n

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\u201cWhen shall we be at the Ponderosa?\u201d \u00a0 she asked in her crisp tones and the driver glanced over his shoulder and shrugged \u201cBeen on the Ponderosa for about half an hour now, Miss.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cAnd is it much further to the house?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cSome time to go yet, Miss.\u201d<\/p>\n

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She leaned back and frowned slightly, looked at his hunched over back and then turned to watch as the land skimmed past her.\u00a0 So much land, such vastness, \u00a0mountains soared upwards and the smell of the ponderosa\u2019s drifted with the dampness left from the rain. \u00a0 No man should own so much, she mused, \u00a0and then began to calculate just how much land there actually was\u2026 \u00a0 someone had told her when she enquired in town, that the Cartwrights owned over a thousand square miles of land, \u00a0a mountain of silver, \u00a0cattle of the very best quality and \u00a0three enormous houses, strings of horses \u2026 \u00a0 Ben Cartwright must be, she decided, the wealthiest man in Nevada Territory.<\/p>\n

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The lake came into view and shimmered before her eyes as it reflected the blueness of the sky, here and there it darkened, \u00a0at times it was grey and sombre and at other times so iridescent that it hurt the eyes. \u00a0 No one could resist falling in love with it, \u00a0and as usual she wondered just how much it had cost to possess it.<\/p>\n

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Mr Garvey looked up as the carriage arrived in the yard. \u00a0 The last of the work on the restored ranch house was being completed and at first he had thought it was one of the ladies from the other house come to check to see when the workmen would finally be leaving.\u00a0 He removed his hat and approached her as the carriage stopped.<\/p>\n

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\u201cCan I help you, \u00a0ma\u2019am?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cIs this the Ponderosa?\u00a0 Ben Cartwright\u2019s house?\u201d \u00a0 her voice was cold, someone once said it rang out the way crystal glass can do, and now she was aware of it herself, the man standing before her looked decidedly uncomfortable at the sound<\/p>\n

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\u201cBen ain\u2019t here just now,\u201d Garvey drawled almost subconsciously drawing out the words as though to form a barrier between them, he was not an ingratiating sort, and her manner was a touch too \u2018hoity toity\u2019 for him.<\/p>\n

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\u201cAnd what\u2019s happening here? \u00a0 I thought he lived here?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNormally he would live here but its being repaired, should be back in within a few weeks though, perhaps days even. \u201c<\/p>\n

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She nodded and turned from him to observe the building. A big house, true enough, \u00a0not a grand looking house, a mansion with colonnades or Greek columns, just a simple big wooden house. \u00a0 The driver began to fidget, \u00a0sitting on a hard bench seat and driving all this way was no good for his lumbago.\u00a0 He coughed \u201cYou need taking any place else, Miss?\u201d<\/p>\n

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She didn\u2019t reply but looked at Garvey who was looking over at the house as though desperate to take flight and resume his work, \u00a0she glanced over at the barn and saw there a tall broad shouldered man who seemed to be watching them with more than the usual curiosity.\u00a0 She raised a hand and beckoned him over \u201cYou there -\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWho?\u00a0 Me, Ma\u2019am?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cCome here a moment.\u201d<\/p>\n

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The cowboy, for he appeared to be such from the way he was dressed, approached her and looked over the carriage as though the sight was one seldom seen by him.\u00a0 He removed his hat and nodded \u201cWhat can I do for you, Ma\u2019am?\u201d<\/p>\n

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She looked at him thoughtfully then, a handsome good looking man, \u00a0perhaps a little too sure of himself, \u00a0dark eyes and \u00a0a stubborn jaw. \u00a0 She nodded \u201cDo you know where Ben Cartwright is ?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cRight now?\u00a0 No, not exactly\u201d \u00a0he scratched at his neck and looked thoughtful as he stared up at the sky, \u201cSometimes at this time of day he\u2019s here, but lately he\u2019s been busy in town.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cIn town?\u00a0 I\u2019ve just come from town.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWell, \u00a0I guess Ben wouldn\u2019t have known that, \u00a0or that you would have wanted to see him so much. \u00a0 If \u00a0you drive on back you might meet him on the way home\u2026 \u00a0or \u00a0\u2026\u201d \u00a0he paused and scratched his neck again and his brow crinkled into a frown, \u201cOr I could tell him you have been and he could come into town tomorrow and meet up with you.\u201d<\/p>\n

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She looked at him again, \u00a0for a moment, just for a moment, she wondered if he were making fun of her, \u00a0so she turned away so that she didn\u2019t have to look at those brown eyes twinkling up at her. \u00a0\u201cWould you tell him that Miss Barrington came. \u00a0 I\u2019m at the Whitney Hotel.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cThe Whitney Hotel, \u00a0Miss Barrington.\u201d he repeated slowly as though he needed to say it slowly in order for it to stick in his mind \u201cI\u2019ll tell him, Miss Barrington.\u00a0 What time do you want him to meet you there?\u201d<\/p>\n

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She paused and cleared her throat, \u00a0\u201cI\u2019ll \u00a0be there all afternoon.\u00a0 Tell him \u2026 2 o\u2019clock.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWill do, ma\u2019am.\u201d \u00a0he wasn\u2019t wearing a hat so he touched his brow, \u00a0and nodded \u00a0\u201c2 o\u2019clock.\u201d<\/p>\n

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She muttered something beneath her breath, it sounded like \u2018utter waste of my time\u2019 but could have been something different, \u00a0he turned back and walked to the barn where he watched as Hank turned the horses, the carriage followed with the grand lady scowling over at anything that swept past her gaze and \u00a0then they were lumbering away. \u00a0 He glanced up at the sky and frowned, \u00a0clouds were gathering, there was going to be a storm, and, he mused, \u00a0in more ways than just the one.<\/p>\n

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Chapter 57<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cCome on, \u00a0smile \u2026.just a little one, for me?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Sofia shook her head and clamped her lips tightly together, \u00a0even though her Pa leaned down to tickle her under the chin she just would not open her mouth so in the end Adam shook his head and folded his arms across his chest and looked very sternly at his daughter who looked at him with twinkling eyes and a strong desire to giggle.\u00a0 She knew her Pa was teasing and the fun of the game was to hold out as long as possible, \u00a0so to stop from \u00a0giggling \u00a0she clamped her hands across her mouth to make sure they wouldn\u2019t pop open of their own accord.<\/p>\n

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Ben came into the room \u00a0and smiled at his son, \u00a0then frowned slightly at the sight of Sofia with both hands covering half her face \u201cWhat\u2019s going on here?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Sofia wriggled in her seat, and a little squeak popped out, \u00a0Ben looked again at Adam who shrugged and shook his head \u201cI heard tell that my daughter has some new teeth growing but as she won\u2019t let me see them, then I don\u2019t \u00a0think it\u2019s true, \u00a0I think – someone – has – been – exaggerating -\u201d and he tickled Sofia at each word he uttered so that she gave a final gasp and then began to laugh out loud trying to push away his hands at the same time, \u201cThere you are, Granpa, didn\u2019t I tell you?\u201d Adam declared \u00a0and Ben nodded and smiled,<\/p>\n

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\u201cA fine pair of teeth there, that\u2019s for sure.\u201d \u00a0he tweaked one of her pigtails and sat down at the table, \u201cGarvey tells me there was a visitor at the house?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cAh yes, rather a fine lady \u2026 Miss Barrington no less.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cReally?\u201d Ben\u2019s eyes widened and memories of Paloma Barrington came instantly to mind, causing him to colour, just slightly, but enough for Adam\u2019s sharp eyes to notice.\u00a0 He cleared his throat \u201cSo, \u00a0what did she have to say?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cShe wants to meet you tomorrow, \u00a02 o\u2019clock at the Whitney Hotel.\u201d Adam smiled at Sofia \u00a0and leaned forward to tickle her some more, \u00a0there never was a more wriggly child and he just loved her throaty breathless giggle.<\/p>\n

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Sofia was fairly gasping for breath from laughing so much when Olivia came into the room with Reuben who was trying to explain some problem with his math, \u00a0both of them looked rather askance at Adam and Sofia who immediately sat back in their chairs, \u00a0Adam smiled at his wife \u201cSofia was just showing off her new teeth, \u00a0my dear.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cDaddy was tickling me\u2026\u201d Sofia \u00a0said, casting a loving glance at her father, \u201cBut he tickled too much.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Olivia looked at her daughter sternly, \u00a0sometimes laughing too much, being tickled too much, caused certain little accidents to occur but her daughter gave her a sunny enough smile so she put that concern to one side \u201cReuben has a problem with his math, Adam. \u00a0 Could you help him as it doesn\u2019t seem to make any sense to me whatsoever.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam nodded and rose to his feet, \u00a0\u201cCome on, \u00a0son, \u00a0let\u2019s get this sorted, \u00a0it shouldn\u2019t take long.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cMiss Brandon said I was good at math, Pa, but I don\u2019t think so, I can\u2019t understand what it says.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Olivia smiled at Ben, and then at Sofia who was showing off her new teeth to her grandfather who was thinking far more about Miss Barrington than anything that his grandchild could show him, he nodded distractedly and then turned to Olivia \u201cI had a visitor today, or rather, Adam did.\u00a0 Miss Barrington.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Olivia frowned and shook her head \u201cI don\u2019t recall any Miss Barrington here.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo, she came to the main house, Garvey saw her and Adam happened to be in the barn, came out to meet her.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Sofia realising that there was going to be some grown up talk and the attention had gone from her, slipped from her chair and ran into the other room. \u00a0 Adam and Reuben were sitting together with heads bent over the book and papers Reuben had brought from school, she could hear her father\u2019s deep tones explaining some solution to the problem \u00a0to her brother but it didn\u2019t interest her.\u00a0 She found Clarabelle, as well as Jessie, and decided to take them both out onto the porch to play.<\/p>\n

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Nathaniel was sitting happily with his toys and some bricks, but seeing his sister he clapped his hands and called out to her \u201cFee \u2026Fee.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNo, \u00a0no, \u2018Thaniel, \u00a0I\u2019m going out with Clarabelle and Jessie, you just stay there and be good boy.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Nathaniel frowned, \u00a0his bottom lip quivered, dark eyes filled with tears \u201cFee?\u201d<\/p>\n

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She paused and put the dolls down and then approached him, \u201cPlay with your bricks, good boy.\u201d<\/p>\n

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The bricks were colourful, and she slowly piled one up atop the other, until she had built up a tall column of multi-toned bricks.\u00a0 Nathaniel watched her with big eyes and a wide smile, he clapped his hands as the column grew taller and taller. \u00a0 Sofia became increasingly engrossed with her project, the column grew and grew, it began to wobble, she placed another on top of the last one and just as she leaned to pick up a bright red brick the tower collapsed, \u00a0one brick bounced off Nathaniel\u2019s head, causing him to give a yelp of pain.<\/p>\n

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The tower had gone, \u00a0Nathaniel put a chubby dimpled hand to his sore head, he wasn\u2019t sure if he was more upset by the sudden pain or the fact that the beautiful tower had gone.\u00a0 He began to yell, Sofia told him to quieten down \u00a0and began to gather up the bricks in order to rebuild them but he wasn\u2019t in the mood to be placated, \u00a0having decided that the pain to his head mattered more.<\/p>\n

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\u201cOh be quiet, baby.\u201d Sofia cried impatiently only for Nathaniel to cry louder.<\/p>\n

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Olivia appeared and shook her head, \u201cOh dear, poor Nathaniel, what happened to you?\u201d \u00a0she leaned down and swung the baby up into her arms, held him close, and rocked him too and fro for a little while until he stopped crying, \u201cSofia, what did you do to him?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Sofia\u2019s mouth dropped open, what had she done to him?\u00a0 That such an accusation could come from her own mother?\u00a0 She felt suddenly bereft, even more so when Olivia swung away, crooning to her baby, \u00a0and walked to the other room without even listening to her daughters explanation.\u00a0 It was so unfair! \u00a0 Sofia picked up Clarabelle and kicked poor Jessie in with the bricks \u2026 \u00a0before hurrying out to sulk on the porch.<\/p>\n

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Adam \u00a0joined his father in the kitchen and leaned against the door frame \u201cSo, Pa, do you think you\u2019ll go to \u00a0see her, Miss Barrington?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWell, \u00a0yes, of course.\u201d Ben tried to appear nonchalant, \u201cIt will \u00a0be interesting to see what she has to say for herself, \u00a0and what explanation she has as to why she is here.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI would have thought that was obvious, \u00a0she\u2019s come to see McGarthy, to find out about the Barrington claim to the money he has invested for them.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWell, it will be interesting to find out for sure.\u201d Ben muttered hastily and looked over at Olivia, \u201cI think you\u2019d find Miss Barrington quite interesting, \u00a0my dear. \u00a0 She\u2019s – she\u2019s very attractive, \u00a0and I think, from what I recall, very intelligent.\u201d \u00a0 he glanced at Adam who was leaning forward to play with his son\u2019s toes and changing Nathaniel\u2019s tears into smiles as a result \u201cWhat did you think of her, Adam?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI didn\u2019t really see her, Pa.\u00a0 She\u2019s obviously a well educated woman, \u00a0and – I would think – a little arrogant.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cOh, \u00a0really? \u00a0 Did you think her attractive at all?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam glanced at his father and frowned slightly, \u00a0he wondered why his father would ask such a question and then looked at his wife who was watching him with interest \u201cWell, to be honest, Pa, I didn\u2019t see her face, she was quite heavily veiled.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Ben sighed, then nodded \u201cI see, well, it will be interesting to find out why she\u2019s here, and without her brother.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Patrick McGarthy was more than happy to reach the haven of his home. \u00a0 He noticed that the workmen had left now so all was quiet and calm.\u00a0 He approached his study and after closing the door behind him slumped heavily into the large leather chair by his desk. \u00a0 For a moment or so he stared down at the papers there, \u00a0all piled and scattered about just as he had left them. \u00a0 With a sigh he began to pull them together and slowly look over at one before setting it to one side, and then another and another.<\/p>\n

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He ended up with three different \u00a0but neatly set out piles and once they were there he just stared at them for a while as though they would each volunteer some information out loud, thus assuring him that there was something positive to anticipate for the future.\u00a0 As it was he knew that he had not enough money to pay \u00a0a nickel towards the house repairs, not enough to even pay the lawyer for the trip to the sheriff\u2019s office. \u00a0 Where had it all gone?<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

After staring at the piles of invoices, receipts, statements and so forth he rose to his feet and went to the picture of an old ruined castle somewhere in England. \u00a0 He pulled it to one side, easily done as it was attached to the wall by small hinges, and then looked at the neatly installed safe. \u00a0 He dialled the combination , heard the tumblers click one by one into place, \u00a0and then opened the safe door.<\/p>\n

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He had a plan and if everything worked out as he had thought while sitting alone in that cell earlier, then by \u00a0morning he would be well on his way from Virginia City, from the Bucksburn and its responsibilities, from this wretched life. \u00a0 If he had enough money, \u00a0enough to set his foot on the first rung to a new beginning.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

His fingers groped around inside the safe and he felt a lightning of his heart as they closed around the many rolls of dollar notes, \u00a0the tin box that contained the shares he and Liam had purchased in the Gould & Curry Mine years ago.\u00a0 Hearst*, the owner of the G & C, \u00a0had suggested investing the money \u00a0there, \u00a0claiming that it was the safest and most lucrative of the mines in the locality, \u00a0and he had been proven right, time and time again.<\/p>\n

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He carried it all to the desk and set the tin box, with the rolls of notes, upon its smooth surface.\u00a0 He pushed aside the piles of paperwork so that some fluttered, unnoticed, to the ground.\u00a0 He methodically counted out the rolls, knowing \u00a0exactly how many notes there were to a roll; \u00a0he opened the tin box and read through the documents.<\/p>\n

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All he had to do was pack a bag with essentials and then go, \u00a0it would be that simple, that uncomplicated. \u00a0 For the first time since Liam had died, Patrick realised his life had just been too complicated, far too much so, \u00a0for him to be free to enjoy life.\u00a0 He had his chance to do so now \u2026<\/p>\n

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Bridie Martin removed her bonnet and her coat, shaking off rain drops as she did for a light shower had began to fall as she had made her way home from the clinic. \u00a0 The evenings were drawing in now, \u00a0the Fall had really seemed to come far too quickly this year and after checking her hair in the hall mirror she made her way to the kitchen.<\/p>\n

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Mrs Treveleyn was there and assured her that there would \u00a0be something hot to eat within ten minutes, just time enough for her, Mrs Martin, to clean up a little, \u00a0\u201cWill Dr Martin be eating with us this evening?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Bridie replied that he would not, there had been an emergency somewhere, \u00a0she didn\u2019t know where which was not uncommon for Paul was often called out who knew where.\u00a0 Tilly nodded \u201cI\u2019ll keep his set by then, Mrs Martin.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWill you \u00a0take some up to Mrs O\u2019Connell?\u201d \u00a0Bridie asked as she worked the sluice handle and then washed her hands under the flow of water that ensued<\/p>\n

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\u201cOh!\u201d \u00a0 Tilly stood up straighter, \u00a0folded her hands together in the lap of her skirt and thinned her lips \u201cWell now, \u00a0I\u2019m afraid that won\u2019t be possible.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNot possible, \u00a0why not?\u201d \u00a0Paula looked at Tilly in bemusement, \u00a0\u201cShe hasn\u2019t disappeared has she?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Tilly looked affronted, \u00a0she straightened her back and added two inches to her height, \u201cShe has .\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHas what?\u201d Bridie asked as she dried her hands on a towel, \u00a0\u201cWell?\u00a0 Done what?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cDisappeared.\u00a0 Everythings gone, \u00a0the baby, \u00a0the things we have given her, everything.\u201d \u00a0 she shook her head in total disapproval, \u201cAnd not even a note to explain, \u00a0not even a thank you for everything.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Bridie stared at the prim faced house keeper and then thought of the \u00a0woman whose child she had delivered only weeks earlier, who had been ill all that time since \u2026where on earth had she got the strength from?\u00a0 Left?\u00a0 How could such a sickly weak woman just get up and leave what little security she possessed ?<\/p>\n

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\u201cBut she\u2019s ill?\u00a0 How far does she think she\u2019ll get with a \u00a0baby and being so ill?\u201d \u00a0she sat down \u00a0suddenly upon one of the kitchen chairs and stared now at the golden crust of the pie that Tilly had prepared for their meal, \u201cI don\u2019t understand, \u00a0Mrs Treveleyn.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYou\u2019re too soft, too generous and too good natured for your own good, Mrs Martin. \u00a0 You and your husband are just too kind and now you\u2019ve been and had it all thrown back in your faces.\u00a0 Oh I am that vexed \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Bridie said nothing, \u00a0she wasn\u2019t so much vexed as puzzled, and anxious.\u00a0 She rose to her feet \u201cWe have to let the sheriff know, \u00a0that poor woman won\u2019t be able to get far, \u00a0not with her health and that baby as well. \u00a0 She could die out there, \u00a0Mrs Treveleyn, unknown, \u00a0uncared for \u2026 \u00a0 poor woman, \u00a0what was she thinking!!\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Chapter 58<\/p>\n

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Twilight was falling over the town \u00a0when Bridie Martin stepped into the sheriff\u2019s office.\u00a0 Deputy Clem Foster greeted her warmly but with the news that Candy was now on his rounds with Deputy Watts. \u201cCan I help at all, Mrs Martin?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Bridie coloured slightly, she felt more comfortable when talking with Candy but Clem was drawing out a chair for her so she settled into it and then fidgeted a little with the clasp of her purse \u201cI don\u2019t really know if it\u2019s important or not \u2026 \u201c she paused and shook her head \u201cThat\u2019s stupid of me to say that, it is important and that\u2019s why I\u2019m here.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cIs it a complaint, Mrs Martin? \u201c Clem sat down at t he desk and picked up a pen, \u00a0he looked up at her and then at the paper upon which he now began to write her name, the date and time \u00a0\u201cIn your own time, ma\u2019am.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI want to report someone missing, well, two to be exact, a young woman, Margaret O\u2019Connell and her baby, a boy, two weeks old.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cMrs O\u2019Connell\u2026and a two week old baby \u2026her own baby, Mrs Martin?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYes, I delivered him myself. \u00a0 Mrs O\u2019Connell is a widow, her husband was killed in a mine explosion and Mrs Mayhew -\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cMrs Mayhew?\u00a0 The woman who died in a wagon incident?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYes, not long after she had brought Mrs O\u2019Connell to us.\u201d \u00a0she frowned slightly, then sighed deeply \u201cIt\u2019s sad how things turn out, isn\u2019t it?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYes, indeed.\u201d Clem nodded \u201cDescription\u2026of the lady?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Bridie answered as \u00a0best she could, she told Clem how Margaret looked, \u00a0what clothes she was probably wearing and that the woman was ill, very weak from a difficult delivery and loss of blood.<\/p>\n

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\u201cDo you know of any reason why she would leave you?\u00a0 It seems to me that she was well cared for, \u00a0and she had the infant to consider.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThat\u2019s why I\u2019ve come here, I\u2019m so concerned for her, I can\u2019t see any reason why she should leave when she has no where to go. \u00a0 McGarthy saw to that\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cMcGarthy?\u00a0 Is this connected to the Bucksburn Mine?\u201d \u00a0Clem put the pen down and gave Bridie a closer look, \u00a0which prompted Bridie to nod her head and look more anxious than ever.<\/p>\n

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\u201cYou see, McGarthy evicted her from the house almost as soon as her husband died in that mining incident.\u00a0 She had no where to go, \u00a0Mrs Mayhew brought her to us to keep her safe especially as the baby was due.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI\u2019ll \u00a0give Candy this information, Mrs Martin. \u00a0 We\u2019ll look for her, don\u2019t worry, if she is as frail as you say, it won\u2019t take us long to find her.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Bridie looked at him thoughtfully, then rose to her feet and after quietly bidding him good night, she left him.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

As she stood on the sidewalk Bridie wondered if there was anything else she should have added to her statement about the missing woman.\u00a0 While she was contemplating whether or not there was something she may have forgotten , some vital clue to the reason as to why Margaret had left them, \u00a0a one seater buggy trotted by, \u00a0close enough to cause her to step back a little and look rather irritably at the driver.<\/p>\n

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Paloma Barrington was grateful that she was able to hire the single seater from Mansons, \u00a0the evening was calm and not too cold, \u00a0nor was the wind too brisk.\u00a0 She had a good wrist control over the reins and the horse kept a steady pace as it took the buggy through the main street.<\/p>\n

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It took little time to get onto the road that led from town towards McGarthy\u2019s house which loomed large upon the horizon as she urged the horse forwards. \u00a0 There was little traffic going too or from the town, \u00a0a woman in another buggy who had looked over at her anxiously, as though to ascertain that there would be room for two vehicles to pass comfortably on the road.<\/p>\n

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A wagon lumbered along with a man slouched over, smoking a pipe, a boy seated beside him and spending the time by spitting every so often over the side simply for no other \u00a0reason \u00a0than to see how far it would \u00a0reach.<\/p>\n

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Several cowboys on the way to town, \u00a0none of whom \u00a0took any notice of her as they were arguing among themselves, as the buggy trundled on she could hear their voices fading into the distance.\u00a0 Several people were walking into town, \u00a0a couple with a child, who ignored her, \u00a0a woman carrying a bundle with her head down, \u00a0a lone cowboy riding from town \u00a0who overtook her on the road.<\/p>\n

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The night was darkening. \u00a0 She turned into the driveway of the house and sat there for a moment looking at the darker shadow that stood upon the brow of the hill. \u00a0 The horse snorted and shook its head, its mane rippled along its neck.\u00a0 Putting the brake on the vehicle she stepped down, careful not to soil her clothes.\u00a0 Despite the darkness of the building it was obvious that at least two rooms were occupied as a light shone from them both. \u00a0 Resolutely \u00a0Paloma Barrington strode up to the door and pulled the handle that would send a bell ringing within the building.<\/p>\n

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She looked around her, \u00a0trees rustled and some leaves drifted across the drive and lodged into the corner of the porch.\u00a0 She remembered that when she had come the previous day some workmen were \u00a0there, adding the sound of hammers and saws and mens voices to the sounds to be expected in a large house.\u00a0 The silence now was uncomfortable, \u00a0she shivered and looked back at the horse.\u00a0 Perhaps this had been a foolish decision to come yet again to demand explanations from McGarthy, \u00a0but having failed to see Ben she was too restless to just wait for another day, \u00a0she needed answers, and whatever answers McGarthy could give her would be better than sitting alone in her suite wishing the hours away.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The door opened almost of its own accord, a young woman stood there, bobbed a curtsey and stepped aside to admit her. \u00a0\u201cIs McGarthy home?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI believe he is, Ma\u2019am.\u00a0 In his study.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThat\u2019s alright, I know where it is \u2026\u201d \u00a0she walked forwards, head high and shoulders erect giving the young woman the impression of a very well appointed woman who obviously had money from the amount of jewellery she wore on her gloved hands and in her ears.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Within five minutes she was back looking less sure of herself and adjusting the veil over her face.\u00a0 The \u00a0girl hurried forward to open the door for her and bobbed a curtsey which caused Paloma to stop and observe the girl \u201cHas Mr McGarthy had any other visitors this evening?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNot that I\u2019m aware of, Ma\u2019am, although I did think \u2026 about half an hour ago there was someone with him.\u00a0 I heard voices but no one came out of the study and he didn\u2019t ring for any thing.\u00a0 We\u2019ve not heard from him since dinner \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWho is \u2019we\u2019?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cMy father and myself.\u00a0 We\u2019re staff, for the moment.\u00a0 Mr McGarthy said he would be hiring more later on.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Paloma waved aside any further comment and then asked her \u00a0if the voices she heard were male or female to which the young girl shrugged \u201cI couldn\u2019t hear clearly\u2026it could have been either but Mr McGarthy was angry, that I can tell you.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Paloma nodded curtly and then strode on, hurrying now to reach the buggy and get away. \u00a0 She heard the door close behind her and paused just a moment, to think, before hurrying on \u00a0towards her vehicle.<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Hester set the glass of milk on the small table beside the bed and then leaned forward to turn up the flame in the lamp \u201cAre you comfortable , Hoss?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cSure I am, honey.\u201d \u00a0Hoss blinked in the brighter light and reached for her hand \u201cHow much longer do I have to stay in bed?\u00a0 Shucks, I\u2019m almost forgetting what it\u2019s like to have legs.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNonsense, \u00a0it just needs a little more patience, that\u2019s all.\u00a0 Now, drink your milk.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cMilk!\u201d Hoss sighed and shook his head \u201cHow about something different?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHoss, you want to get better don\u2019t \u00a0you? \u00a0 Milk is very good for you.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHop Sing always said milk is poison\u2026\u201d \u00a0he picked \u00a0up the glass tentatively.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThat\u2019s because his culture doesn\u2019t drink much milk, but you seem to have done very well on it all these years so stop arguing.\u201d \u00a0she shook her head as though exasperated with her adored husband while at the same time she removed her dressing gown and turned back the covers in order to slip into her side of the bed. \u00a0\u201cIt won\u2019t be long now before we can be back in our own home. \u00a0 Everything we\u2019ve ordered is safely tucked into the barn, Adam said there\u2019s so much stuff in there a hen couldn\u2019t squeeze inside.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Hoss smiled and sat with the glass of milk in his hands, \u201cHappy then?\u00a0 All \u00a0set to move in huh?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cMr Garvey said the workmen would be leaving tomorrow, \u00a0they\u2019ll be there just to clear away all their things and tidying up.\u00a0 Then we can start moving our belongings back into the house. Ben is so pleased.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cIt\u2019ll be good, \u00a0although I think our girls will miss their little cousin.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAs if we\u2019re miles apart\u2026\u201d Hester giggled like a girl about to get a present and unable to keep her hands from tearing away the ribbons and wrapping paper. \u00a0 \u201cThey\u2019ll \u00a0be seeing \u00a0each other regularly, like before\u2026. \u00a0 \u00a0Drink your milk, Hoss.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Hoss sighed heavily and sipped it, he hated milk, always had, \u00a0when he was younger he would give it to Joe to drink, and then avoided it as much as he could \u2026 but Hester, she was like an old watch dog, constantly making sure that he downed the wretched stuff.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHey, Hester, will I be able to help with the moving\u2026?\u201d \u00a0he asked hopefully but there came no sound other than the soft breathing of his dear wife as she drifted into sleep.<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n

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The morning dawned in spectacular fashion, a sunrise of many different hues that made Olivia\u2019s heart flutter with delight at its beauty. \u00a0 The children had been settled on the wagon and Hank had driven off with the two sleepy eyed yawning siblings beside him.\u00a0 Adam had come from the stables to wave them off and then re-entered the house, \u00a0a bridle and bit still in his hands along with a cloth, he kissed the nape of her neck and smiled \u201cI\u2019m going into town later on, sweet heart, \u00a0Pa has an appointment as well.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cOh yes, of course, this mysterious Miss Barrington.\u201d she smiled and turned towards him \u201cDo you have any idea why she\u2019s wanting to see Pa?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cA vague idea, \u00a0but we\u2019ll find out more when Pa comes home.\u201d \u00a0he turned at the sound of someone \u00a0banging on the front door, \u00a0then looked at her with raised eyebrows Sounds like someone\u2019s anxious to get our attention.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Gently releasing her from his embrace he led the way into the main room where Chen Ho Lee was opening the door to Candy and his deputy Clem. \u00a0 Both men removed their hats when they saw Olivia and then glanced towards the stairs at the sound of Ben coming down \u00a0to join them.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYou sounded as though the whole town was on fire, Candy\u2026morning Clem.\u201d Adam smiled and perched himself on the arm of the settee \u201cWhat\u2019s wrong?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cMcGarthy\u2019s dead.\u201d Candy said immediately, \u201cNo point in wasting any time might as well let you know right away. \u00a0 He was found by a member of staff.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWhereabouts was he?\u201d Ben asked as he advanced closer to them, \u201cIn his house or at the mine?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cIn the study at his house.\u00a0 Shot through the head.\u00a0 Very neatly done, \u00a0too. \u201c Candy looked at Olivia \u201cSorry to bring bad news so early in the morning, \u00a0Olivia.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Olivia said nothing but thought that it had been such a beautiful morning too, she nodded and mentioned coffee which both men agreed would be very appreciated. Adam gestured towards the chairs and the two lawmen sat down, Clem uncomfortably twisting his hat around between his fingers and Candy setting his hat down beside him and staring into the fire.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI don\u2019t suppose you have any idea of who did it, do you?\u201d Adam asked and scratched the side of his nose thoughtfully \u201cOr when it happened?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cSometime during the night, the girl who cooks there said McGarthy saw a woman in the evening, \u00a0she didn\u2019t stay long. \u00a0 She thinks \u00a0he saw someone earlier, there was an argument of some kind but she wasn\u2019t sure whether that was a man or a woman as she didn\u2019t see anyone come or leave. \u00a0 That was about half an hour before his last, known, visitor.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAnd this visitor, who was she?\u201d \u00a0Ben asked and smiled at Olivia as she entered the room with the coffee fixings on a tray which she set down on the table.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThe girl didn\u2019t know her, \u00a0she thinks it was the same person who called earlier that day, but wasn\u2019t too sure.\u00a0 She\u2019s in shock, \u00a0she\u2019ll no doubt be able to tell us more later, Dr Martin had to give her a sedative.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

He nodded and smiled his thanks for the coffee Olivia handed to him, as did Clem.\u00a0 Adam and Ben looked at one another and then at Candy.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAny reason why you\u2019ve come here this morning, Candy?\u201d Adam asked, unconsciously tugging at the bandages of his injured hand.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWell, \u00a0it\u2019s known everywhere how McGarthy felt about you all \u2026 especially after that recent incident with the cave in.\u00a0 How is Hoss by the way?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Ben glanced up \u201cHe\u2019s well, thank you, Candy, getting better and stronger by the day.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cSo you can rule him out of your investigations, Candy.\u201d Adam said in that dry manner of his, \u201cHe may be improving but he isn\u2019t strong enough to ride into town and kill anyone, \u00a0not that he would anyway, you know that?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cOf course.\u201d Candy nodded and so did Clem who was feeling uncomfortable now, and wishing he had found other duties to keep him in town.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Ben cleared his throat \u201cJoe\u2019s a lot better than he was, but not well enough yet to go far, \u00a0Paul thinks it\u2019ll be some weeks before his arm can come out of plaster.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Candy smiled weakly and then looked at Adam \u201cWhich just leaves you both \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cSeems so.\u201d Adam said and picked up \u00a0his cup, \u00a0sipped the coffee, and frowned \u201cBut \u00a0we weren\u2019t in town last night.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAnd even if we were, we would have no reason to go near McGarthy\u2019s.\u201d Ben added.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cClem and I have been all over that house, \u00a0apart from the girl and her father it was empty. \u00a0 The study, where we found the body, \u00a0hadn\u2019t been ransacked and nothing disturbed as far as we could see. \u00a0 It was as though he had just fallen asleep at his desk, apart from the bullet hole in his forehead.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWhoever shot him,\u201d Candy ventured to add \u201cknows how to shoot pretty good, \u00a0looks like just the one bullet was fired and it was all that was needed.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cThe girl,\u201d Adam leaned forward his eyes narrowed \u201cDidn\u2019t she hear a gun shot?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNothing, but the house is large enough for her not to have heard if she were any distance from the study when the shot was fired.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Ben put down his cup, it rattled against the saucer a little as he set it down on the table \u201cSo you haven\u2019t got much to go on, \u00a0just what this girl has told you?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHer father saw the woman that called in the morning of the previous day, \u00a0he said she was a real fancy dame,\u201d Clem said with a frown, \u00a0he glanced at Olivia and then at Candy, \u201cWell, she was obviously wealthy, \u00a0she had Mansons hired carriage \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam nodded \u201cIt could have been Paloma Barrington, \u00a0she drove out here to see Pa in Mansons hired carriage .. Could have come straight from seeing him earlier.\u201d \u00a0he raised an eyebrow \u201cAnd she\u2019s staying at the Whitney Hotel.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Chapter 59<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

It\u2019s \u00a0a fact of life that bad news travels faster than good \u00a0and whereas for some the fact that McGarthy was dead could have been considered good news, \u00a0it still spread like wild fire around the territory.\u00a0 Work at the Bucksburn dwindled to a halt as no one was there to instruct workers as to what to do.\u00a0 With Buckley dead the closest to a foreman and manager McGarthy had ever had was gone.<\/p>\n

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When Dorothea \u00a0Tennant went to Roy\u2019s that morning he was scribbling notes down on an old scrap book, nodded over to her and said in a monotone voice \u201cPatrick McGarthy\u2019s dead.\u00a0 Did you know?\u201d<\/p>\n

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She blanched slightly, news of McGarthy\u2019s death was obviously going to get around town and Roy always had his ear to the ground.\u00a0 It was the question he asked after the statement that made her catch her breath \u201cHow am I supposed to know? \u00a0 Clemmie may be the biggest gossip in the territory but she\u2019s a late riser nowadays so hasn\u2019t been in town yet.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cHmm, that doesn\u2019t usually stop her finding out.\u201d Roy frowned and returned to his scrap book, \u201cI heard he was shot \u2026 someone who knows what he – or she – is doing with a gun. \u201c<\/p>\n

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\u201cI don\u2019t suppose you heard who did it yet, did you?\u201d she teased slightly as she put her bonnet and coat onto a hook, \u201cBreakfast won\u2019t be long.\u00a0 Have you made your coffee already?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYep, \u00a0about an hour ago, shortly after Candy called around here with the news.\u201d he wrote down some \u00a0notes on the scrap book and then rose to his feet and followed her into the kitchen \u201cTalk is that you had an altercation with him on the street, shortly after he was released yesterday.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cGoodness me, \u00a0Roy, \u00a0you are a fount of all knowledge today that\u2019s for sure.\u201d she swept a hand over her brow as though to collect \u00a0up stray ends of hair, and patted them into place, \u201cYes, I saw him, the bully that he is, I told him a few facts and how I felt about him \u2026 \u00a0and he shot off a few facts and how he felt about me\u2026 then we parted and, it seems, never to meet again.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

He nodded and put a gentle hand on her arm \u201cBe careful, Dorothea, \u00a0people have a tendency to put two and two together and make five in this town.\u201d<\/p>\n

because there was no smile in her eyes which were wary and cautious \u201cThank you Roy, \u00a0you\u2019re a good friend.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cDon\u2019t I know it.\u201d she murmured and then looked at him with a smile, slightly forced because there was no smile in her eyes which were wary and cautious, \u201cThank you, Roy, you\u2019re a good friend.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWell, \u00a0it wouldn\u2019t do for folk to get the wrong impression, and I wouldn\u2019t want any harm to come to you because of this, Dorothy.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She patted his hand, which was still resting gently \u00a0upon her arm, touched by his concern and the way he called her Dorothy when she still thought of herself as Dorothea. \u00a0\u201cI can\u2019t see how his death can harm me, \u00a0Roy.\u00a0 I was at Clemmie\u2019s all evening and all night. \u00a0 I\u2019m presuming that was when he was killed? Shot?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

He nodded but gave her a narrow eyed look that made her feel a little uncomfortable, \u00a0as he returned to the other room \u00a0she picked out some eggs and cracked them into the skillet. \u00a0 McGarthy\u2026shot\u2026 and dead \u2026 good riddance to the man, and with a grim smile she smashed the shell of another egg just for good measure.<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The children who lived closest to school were usually the last to arrive and Jimmy Carstairs excelled himself by getting there earlier than usual due to running as fast as he could in order to tell the other children the news \u2026 all the news. \u00a0 He was red faced and puffing like a steam engine when he scurried up the last few yards into the play ground.\u00a0 He had to bend over for a moment or two to catch his breath during which time a cluster of children gathered around him.<\/p>\n

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Behind him trailed David Riley, \u00a0also a town \u00a0body he was never the last to arrive, that honour usually went to Jimmy. \u00a0 Today David arrived with Rosie Canaday who looked as pretty as ever although a little subdued.\u00a0 Seeing the children bunched around Jimmy they made their way over and added themselves to the crowd.<\/p>\n

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\u201c\u2026 anyhow he\u2019s dead, and he\u2019s in the morgue too\u2026 \u201c Jimmy was saying and looked at David Riley \u00a0whose father was one of the undertakers in town \u201cAin\u2019t that right?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cDunno who you\u2019re talking about,\u201d David said with a shrug of the shoulders. His father had always stressed to him the importance of maintaining a dignified silence about their customers.\u00a0 Dead they may be but their relatives and loved ones were still among the living and gossiping about \u00a0their departed loved ones could be quite upsetting.<\/p>\n

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\u201cMcGarthy of course, \u00a0McGarthy the chap they arrested the other day and let off, see, Rosie Canaday, if your pa hadn\u2019t let him go free he would still \u00a0be alive today.\u201d Jimmy\u2019s eyes narrowed spitefully as he rounded on little Rosie who blinked and faltered a few steps back.<\/p>\n

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\u201cLeave her alone, Carstairs, \u00a0it\u2019s nothing to do with the sheriff.\u201d someone said rather loudly, someone with a gruff voice which indicated to Jimmy that it was one of the older lads.<\/p>\n

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\u201cIt\u2019s true though,\u201d \u00a0Grenville Murdoch said solemnly \u201cIf he were behind bars no one would have had a chance of getting at him.\u00a0 Anyway, \u00a0the sheriff couldn\u2019t keep him there, he wasn\u2019t guilty of anything.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cHe was to,\u201d Reuben declared stoutly, \u201cHe nearly killed my pa, and uncles\u2026 and lots of others as well.\u00a0 He was a mean bad man\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cHuh,\u201d Jimmy\u2019s lip curled into a smile of perfect contempt \u201cYou\u2019re a fine one to talk, your Pa\u2019s just been arrested for killing McGarthy \u2026.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNo, he ain\u2019t\u2026\u201d Reuben yelled although the memory of passing Candy and Clem on their way to school came to mind, and he remembered that they looked very very serious. \u00a0\u201cHe ain\u2019t so.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHe is so\u2026\u201d \u00a0Jimmy shouted, thrusting his face forwards so that he was almost nose to nose with Reuben \u201cI jest saw \u2018em go into the sheriff\u2019s office \u2026him \u2026 and the sheriff went in front and then Deputy Foster.\u00a0 That means he was under arrest.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cIt doesn\u2019t\u201d David Riley scoffed and had the temerity to laugh \u201cHe\u2019s probably just gone in to help with enquiries. \u201c<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYeah, that\u2019s right.\u201d Reuben said, he nodded his head emphatically, \u201cMy Pa always helps Uncle Candy and he ain\u2019t under arrest.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Rosie gripped tight hold of her books, she held them tight up against her chest and held up her chin \u201cUncle Adam didn\u2019t kill no body, \u00a0daddy would have said so if he had.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAs if your Pa would tell you about your precious Uncle Adam\u2026\u201d \u00a0Jimmy sneered and placed his hands on his hips, thrust out his chest and raised his chin \u201cI saw \u2018em, \u00a0and I\u2019m telling you, \u00a0Adam Cartwright\u2019s under arrest for murder.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The next thing Jimmy Carstairs knew was the way his body contacted solid earth, he saw stars, \u00a0then it went black for a moment or two, \u00a0and something heavy was sitting on his chest \u2026<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Lucy Brandon stopped ringing the bell as the shouts and yells drowned the sound out, \u00a0she just picked up her skirts and ran across the playground where, after pushing through some children, she found Reuben Cartwright sitting astride Jimmy Carstairs with clenched fists shouting \u201cSay you\u2019re sorry, say you\u2019re sorry \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The printing presses were chugging out the news for Daniel DeQuille wasn\u2019t slow about collecting in his scoops. \u00a0 Deputy Watt had been obliging enough and he had seen for himself the sheriff and Clem riding out of town. \u00a0 So, McGarthy was dead, shot through the forehead sometime during the evening. \u00a0 Information was sparse and he looked ruefully at his notebook \u2026 there wasn\u2019t much there to add to that which was being printed out.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

He saw Amanda Ridley fussing around her window display and frowned, \u00a0he knew Amanda well enough to realise that she only fussed about like that when she was keeping an eye on \u00a0the main street to see what was going on. \u00a0 \u00a0He was about to cross the road to have a little chat with her when Candy, Clem and Adam Cartwright rode into town looking extremely serious.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

He tipped his hat as they passed but not one of them glanced in his direction.\u00a0 He noted that Adam Cartwrights hand was still bandaged and recalled the mine incident, well, it wasn\u2019t easy to forget, it only happened a few days previously. \u00a0 Hoss Cartwright nearly died, \u00a0Joe as well so it seemed \u2026 Adam Cartwright wouldn\u2019t have liked that, he wasn\u2019t a forgiving man, \u00a0he held grudges and had a long memory\u2026 Dan \u00a0narrowed his eyes and thought about things along those lines, thus proving to no one in particular that he knew Adam Cartwright far less than he thought he did.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam pulled out a chair and sat down while Clem gathered up four mugs and began to pour out coffee, \u00a0these were then pushed around the desk for each man to help themselves.\u00a0 Adam had a lot of respect for Candy, just as Candy had for him, and he also respected the fact that Candy was a first rate honest man, \u00a0a good lawman, \u00a0but he lacked Roys experience, he lacked what some would call \u2018a nose for things\u2019 \u2018 an instinct\u2019 or to put it crudely \u2018a gut feeling\u2019.\u00a0 It came with time but meanwhile, if he lived long enough, Candy was doing well by calling on those who had, over the years, succeeded in developing this so called gut feeling.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam sipped the coffee and listened as the three lawmen talked among themselves.\u00a0 He knew that Roy would be looking around town for clues by now, \u00a0or writing down notes to make sure things weren\u2019t overlooked and could be checked over later on.\u00a0 He knew that Roy would be out asking questions and being plain downright nosy.\u00a0 He wouldn\u2019t be sitting in the office drinking coffee and talking things over with his deputies.\u00a0 Roy didn\u2019t believe in wasting time.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWho had a grudge against McGarthy?\u201d he finally asked, breaking into the conversation without any qualms whatsoever. \u00a0\u201cBesides me, of course.\u201d he grinned at that and the other three grinned back, two with less sincerity than Candy.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWho didn\u2019t,\u201d Watts said and perched himself on the corner of the desk, \u201cThe people who worked for him, they had no respect or liking for him.\u00a0 Even the other mine owners couldn\u2019t stand him, he didn\u2019t have the stature of his brother, lived in his shadow.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cSome shadow,\u201d Clem grunted, \u201cThe man was hanged for murder and other crimes were levied at him at the time if you recall.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Watts didn\u2019t, he was new to the area.\u00a0 He observed Adam and wondered why \u00a0he had been brought into the matter anyway. \u00a0 He was about to ask when the door opened and DeQuille stepped inside, \u00a0smiled at them all and nodded apologetically<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI just came to see if there was any further news on the murder \u2026 \u201c<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Candy frowned \u201cWho said it was murder?\u00a0 Could have been suicide or an accident \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

DeQuille glanced at Watts and then shrugged \u201cRiley told me the man was shot neatly between the eyes, \u00a0an accident isn\u2019t so neat and suicide isn\u2019t either \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cPeople talk too much about things they know nothing about in this town\u2026\u201d Clem grumbled and scowled over at DeQuille who had once put into the newspaper that a certain Cartwright thought he, Clem Foster, was a bad choice for sheriff because in his opinion he couldn\u2019t find a flea on a dog!<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAny further progress that I could let my readers know?\u00a0 You\u2019re not under arrest are you,, Adam?\u201d \u00a0he grinned as he made the remark but his eyes were rather like a shark\u2019s when eyeing dinner.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHelping with enquiries,\u201d Adam drawled and smiled as he wondered what spin Daniel would put on that remark.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAny clues? \u00a0 Any idea as to who?\u00a0 Why?\u201d \u00a0Dan looked from one to the other hopefully, \u00a0but Candy just raised his mug and drank more coffee, Clem turned to check on whether there was enough left in the pot for another, Watts looked at \u00a0his boots and Adam stared at the Territorial Map with a blank look on his face as he nursed his mug of coffee between his hands \u201cHow\u2019s your hand, Adam?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cSore.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cOuch, not good, huh?\u00a0 Your brothers\u2026 how are they now?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cGetting along fine.\u00a0 If you want a complete medical report best go and see Paul Martin.\u201d \u00a0and Adam took a gulp of coffee and swallowed it down.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Dan was irritated as much with them as they were with him, he stood there for a moment and then cleared his throat \u201cBe alright if I go and look around at the scene of the murder?\u00a0 Interview Mr Ford and his daughter?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNot just yet.\u201d Candy said sharply, \u201cWe\u2019re about to go there now.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cCan I come along too\u2026 \u00a0 freedom of the press and all that \u2026 ?\u201d \u00a0Daniel looked again from one to the other and as there was no comment to that took it for granted that he was allowed to \u2018tag along\u2019.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The man who was helping with enquiries got to his feet and picked up his hat, something to do at last, he nodded over at Candy who instructed Clem to stay in the office and Watts to return home, his shift was over for the time being.<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The McGarthy house was quiet, \u00a0there were no workmen creating havoc and noise, all of them had been instructed to stay away, \u00a0some, worried that they could be implicated in the murder, disappeared completely and permanently.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam and Candy exchanged a look, Adam raised his eyebrows and Candy shook his head, there had been enough traffic there anyway to disarrange any clear sign of who had been and when.\u00a0 The doctors buggy, \u00a0the undertakers cart, Candy and his deputies, various other interested parties had all come and gone and left their presence in various little clues that someone like Hoss Cartwright would have picked up with out any difficulty at all. \u00a0 Adam had less of an instinctive feel about reading sign, he was good, \u00a0but Hoss was best in his field.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

They dismounted and tethered the reins to the rings fastened in the gate pillars.\u00a0 Head down and intent on observation Adam stepped into the forecourt of the McGarthy home. \u00a0 Dan DeQuille arrived in his buggy and left it by the wall of the house, he joined the two men and stared at the ground \u201cWhat do you see?\u201d he immediately asked.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam straightened himself up and pursed his lips \u201cA mess \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Dan and Candy exchanged sympathetic looks, \u00a0it was obvious that Adam was tetchy and both knew from experience that a tetchy Adam Cartwright boded ill for anyone getting on the wrong side of him.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

After about half an \u00a0hour Mr Ford opened the big front doors and asked if they would like some refreshment. \u00a0 He had watched from the big window for some time as the three men seemed to do little else but walk too and fro, sometimes getting down on their haunches, and at other times disappearing completely around the back only to pop back again as soon as he had lost interest.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam nodded curtly and the three of them entered the house, left their hats on a long brocade seat in the foyer and followed Mr Ford into the large kitchen.\u00a0 His daughter was stirring a pan of soup, \u00a0fresh bread was on the table \u201cWe were expecting some one to come, \u00a0so thought we would prepare something just in case.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

They murmured their thanks and sat down while the food was served.\u00a0 Dan was making notes in his head all the time, a description of the room, \u00a0the girl who served the food, \u00a0and the old man\u2026 everything was being neatly dovetailed into their relevant places for his next novel.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Candy was wondering how he could extract more information from the couple with Daniel there, \u00a0the man was a bottomless pit when it came to remembering facts and the sheriff was more than aware that as a member of the public Daniel came into the category of a loose cannon.\u00a0 He had no fears about Adam although he realised that protocol required that the man should have been deputised.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam \u00a0broke some bread and glanced around the room, observing to the couple that it was very ample in size to which the girl replied that sometimes it felt too big. \u201cIt\u2019s been alright while the work men were here, but when it is only Mr McGarthy and ourselves \u00a0then we do kind of rattle around in it.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cDid you have any visitors to the back of the house last night?\u00a0 Sometime before \u00a0you locked the house up for the night?\u201d \u00a0and Adam looked at the girl who concentrated hard as though the answer was there somewhere at the back of her mind.\u00a0 She shook her head<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThe lady who came in the big carriage the day before was the only person we saw, or rather, I saw, \u00a0She didn\u2019t come in the carriage this time though, it was a one horse single seater rig.\u201d \u00a0she looked at her father who nodded in agreement, \u201cThe only people who come to the back are tradesmen, \u00a0or the workmen when they were here.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYou didn\u2019t see or hear any one prior to the lady \u2026?\u201d Adam frowned and shook his head doubtfully.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWe ain\u2019t lying, Mister.\u201d Victor Ford said quietly, \u201cAlthough we did hear voices from the master\u2019s study during the evening.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Candy glanced over at Daniel who kept his head down and his ears open, \u00a0with a sigh Candy now asked if they could now recall who it could have been with McGarthy but both of them shook their heads \u201cI couldn\u2019t even tell if it was a man or a woman, \u00a0the only voice I really heard loud enough to recognise was the masters,\u201d \u00a0Jenny said quietly, \u00a0\u201cI head him say \u201cGet out of this house.\u201d \u00a0he was really angry.\u201d again she looked at her father \u201cThat was about 7 o\u2019clock wasn\u2019t it?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThat\u2019s right, but we don\u2019t know who that was, or if they came to the back or front door.\u201d \u00a0Victor frowned, \u201cI guess if you think we had someone come to the back, it could have been then abouts\u2026\u201d \u00a0he paused again \u201cwe don\u2019t hear much while we\u2019re in this part of the house, but Jenny had been upstairs cleaning near the study and overheard \u2026 \u00a0was able to hear what she has told you\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWould you have seen anyone if someone came by the back entrance?\u201d Candy looked from one to the other, Jenny shrugged her shoulders and answered only if they were in the area, but they never saw anyone at all.<\/p>\n

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\u201cThe back entrance is concealed from here, \u00a0and mostly we stay in this area, \u00a0our quarters are there -\u201d she pointed to a large door \u201cAnd \u00a0completely private.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cSo if you were to leave the house at all you would have to go through here to the back entrance?\u201d Candy stated slowly as though setting it in his mind, \u00a0Daniel was already sketching a layout of the house in his minds eye as they spoke while Adam sipped his coffee and appeared in deep thought<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYes, we would have to leave the kitchen and go through the main hall to the back.\u201d Jenny nodded.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThis argument then, \u00a0it was before the lady in the carriage came?\u201d \u00a0Candy repeated and Jenny nodded and confirmed once again that she had only stayed five minutes anyway.<\/p>\n

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\u201cI didn\u2019t hear her talk to the master or anything, not a sound.\u00a0 It was as though she went in and came back out again right away.\u201d \u00a0Jenny looked at her father who nodded in agreement.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

They declined further food and rose from the table, thanked the couple and prepared to leave, Adam paused a moment \u201cWere you employed by Mr Liam McGarthy ?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYes,\u201d \u00a0Victor Ford nodded, \u201cWe stayed on because he wrote to say his brother was going to take on the house, he kind of inherited us in a manner of speaking.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWhat did you do before you came here?\u201d Adam smiled as he picked up his hat, all affability and charm, \u00a0the older man smiled back<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI ran a restaurant in Portland, that\u2019s where we met Mr McGarthy .. Liam. \u00a0 He suggested we came here.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAnd you left all your family behind?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cJenny and I, \u00a0we are family, there are no others.\u201d Victor sighed and shook his head, \u201cThe war, you understand?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam nodded and slipped his black hat over his head, Candy and Daniel followed suit and together the three men stepped onto the porch. \u00a0 \u201cWhy did you ask him about the back of the house?\u201d Daniel asked as they stepped onto the gravelled driveway<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cBecause someone drove a rig to the back of the house, tracks are reasonably fresh, and not as disturbed as those here in the front.\u201d \u00a0Adam paused and pointed to a wide sweeping arc which he said had been from the carriage, \u00a0\u201cThe rig Miss Bannington used last night stopped just here \u2026 quite close to the porch.\u00a0 There\u2019s still traces of a foot print but it isn\u2019t very clear\u2026 Hoss could tell you more about it if he were here.\u201d he sighed wistfully it seemed to Daniel and pursed his lips again.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cSo \u00a0we\u2019re looking for \u2026 who?\u00a0 A man or a woman?\u201d \u00a0Candy frowned \u201cJust how many visitors did McGarthy have last night \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWell, \u201c Daniel smirked, \u201cYou\u2019re the sheriff, it\u2019s your job to find out.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam hid a wry grin at that comment but said nothing until they had reached their horses, Daniel clambered into his buggy and as he turned it round Adam nodded to Candy, \u201cThe hood of the rig was down, \u00a0it snagged some leaves from a shrub into which it was backed into\u2026 \u00a0 my guess is that some could still be caught in the hinge and bracket of the hood.\u00a0 Hope that helps?\u201d \u00a0he winked and then put his horse into a trot, so that soon both he and Candy were taking the road back into town followed by Daniel who was already trying to spin the events into a money earning novel.<\/p>\n

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Chapter 60<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

On reaching town Daniel decided he would need to check on what was being printed, and, no doubt, to add a few tweaks of his own \u00a0before the Territorial was released. Clem Foster however, looked like a dark thunder cloud when Candy returned to the office, followed by Adam, and was instructed to check over the rigs in town.<\/p>\n

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\u201cYou want us to check all \u00a0the buggies and rigs in town? \u00a0 Do you realise how many there are?\u201d the deputy exclaimed and scratched his chin with a grimed forefinger. \u00a0\u201cCandy, this is going to take forever.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cGet some of the other deputies in to help,\u201d Candy suggested, \u201cLook,\u201d he leaned on the desk and gave his deputy a conciliatory smile \u201cIt\u2019s a single seater rig, possibly used by a woman \u2026 now, how many of them are really used here in town?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cPlenty.\u201d Clem grunted and looked at Adam \u201cDidn\u2019t you get any ideas while you were out there?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cOh plenty of ideas, but what Candy needs is hard fact, and you don\u2019t get them by weaving ideas\u2026. Except \u2026 the rig could have some leaves caught in the hinge of the hood, \u00a0you know, the bit where \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYeah, yeah, I know\u2026\u201d \u00a0Clem sighed and reached for his hat \u201cOh, \u00a0by the way, Candy, \u00a0Amanda Ridley came in and mentioned about an altercation between McGarthy and that Dorothy Tennent whose staying over with Widow Hawkins.\u00a0 She said they were having a real heated row and it looked as though McGarthy was hurting her at one time.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Candy nodded and looked at Adam who was settling into a chair, \u201cAnything else, Clem?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYou know old Thad,?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThe town drunk?\u201d Candy sighed \u201cWhat has he to say?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cHe said he saw a real fancy lady driving out of town around about half past seven last night.\u00a0 Nearly knocked him over.\u201d \u00a0he paused as though having to think hard about it \u201cShe took the road out of town.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWe know, \u00a0she visited McGarthy.\u201d \u00a0Candy turned to check on the coffee pot, and glanced at Adam who nodded in affirmation, had it been Roy offering the coffee then Adam would possibly have shaken his head. \u00a0\u201cAnything else?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cMrs Martin still hasn\u2019t found her missing woman\u2026 a young widow, with a two week old baby apparently.\u00a0 She just took off and left them sometime yesterday afternoon, hasn\u2019t been seen or heard of since.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cRight \u2026thanks.\u201d \u00a0 Candy nodded, but didn\u2019t look back as the door closed \u00a0behind his deputy. He poured out some coffee and pushed the mug over to Adam before pouring himself some, \u201cWell, any thoughts?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cIf \u00a0Patrick McGarthy had been more popular the list of who would want to get rid of him would be a lot shorter.\u201d \u00a0Adam observed and Candy sighed and groaned in agreement, \u201cWhat was Clem talking about \u2026 a widow and child missing?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cBridie came in yesterday and said a young widow, Mrs O\u2019Connell, \u00a0had left their home yesterday afternoon. \u00a0 You remember, Adam, \u00a0Mrs Mayhew brought her into town that night she was killed.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cO\u2019Connell? \u00a0 Irishman.\u00a0 He was killed a few weeks ago in an explosion at the Bucksburn?\u00a0 Do you think she would try to kill him?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cShe might, after all, from what I heard tell she accused him of murdering her husband, and then McGarthy kicked her out of the house, left her homeless with a baby on the way.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWell, \u00a0McGarthy\u2019s responsible for a lot of deaths due to his negligence. \u00a0 Another thing, something you may have forgotten, \u00a0the body we found in the mine \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cSamuel Mayhews?\u201d \u00a0Candy leaned back and frowned, sipped his coffee and then shook his head \u201cNo, I don\u2019t see it.\u00a0 They had no family, there would be no personal grudge.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cJenny couldn\u2019t tell if McGarthy was talking to a man or a woman\u2026 right? \u00a0 Well, what if the man who killed Sam came to demand some payment from him? \u00a0 Remember, they have just found out that the Bucksburn is closing down, there\u2019s no work for them, no work – no pay. \u00a0 We know Buckley is dead, and so is Tovey.\u00a0 That leaves Harvey Miller, Tom Hancock, and Duncan Fellowes.\u00a0 Either one, or perhaps all three, could have paid McGarthy a visit last night.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Candy nodded slowly, \u00a0his mind dredging up the facts he had on the three men, \u00a0he sighed \u201cBut wouldn\u2019t Jenny or her father have noticed them?\u00a0 Three men clumping through the house would make some kind of noise surely?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cThey wouldn\u2019t have got where they are if they didn\u2019t know when NOT to make a noise.\u201d Adam muttered and drained the cup, set it down on the desk and rose to his feet, \u201cWell, I had better get going.\u00a0 You\u2019ve plenty to do without me taking up your time.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cEr – um – yes, thanks Adam.\u201d \u00a0Candy gave a rather weak smile and stood up, \u00a0paused a moment, \u201cThanks for your help this morning.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYou alright about this?\u00a0 Your first major case \u2026\u201d \u00a0Adam\u2019s lips \u00a0barely twitched as he suppressed a smile, Roy he knew would take it in his stride, \u00a0but Candy was dithering, not really knowing which direction to take first.<\/p>\n

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\u201cSure, thanks again.\u201d Candy nodded, and sat down again, reached for some paper and began to search for a pen, which he found hidden behind the blotter.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam left him scribbling down some notes, \u00a0and after closing the door quietly behind him made his way over to Bridie Martins home.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Mrs Treveleyn opened the door and ushered him into Bridie\u2019s private sitting room where she was obviously busy with the household accounts.\u00a0 Muttering numbers beneath her breath she glanced \u00a0up, then down, then back up again \u201cAdam?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cSorry to interrupt, Bridie \u2026 I can always come back later.\u201d \u00a0he smiled, dimples flashed, and she beckoned to a seat close to the fire.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cPaul is on his rounds just now.\u00a0 I told him he should retire but he won\u2019t, he said he didn\u2019t know how to retire, or what to do with himself if he did.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWould you know what to do if you retired, Bridie?\u201d he smiled and stretched out long legs. \u00a0 His leg ached, \u00a0his hand hurt and the chair was comfortable. \u00a0 He frowned \u201cI came to ask you about this Mrs O\u2019Connell?\u00a0 I hear she has disappeared?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cShe left while Tilly was shopping and I was at the refuge.\u00a0 I\u2019m so worried about her, Adam, she\u2019s just a young slip of thing and so frail, I thought she was going to die during labour to be sure \u2026\u201d \u00a0she put a hand to her eyes and wiped away a tear, blinked determinedly and tightened her lips, \u00a0then she cleared her throat, \u201cI got so fond of her, poor lass, and the baby\u2026such a dear little scrap.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The door opened and Tilly peeked into the room \u201cCoffee Mrs Martin?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam shook his head and muttered that he was fine, but within minutes the tray came in bearing all the coffee fixings, plus cake.\u00a0 Bridie smiled at him sympathetically \u201cYou don\u2019t have to have any, you know.\u00a0 It\u2019s just that Tilly is a creature of habit, and we usually have a break for \u00a0refreshments at this time.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam glanced at the clock and frowned, the hands were ticking away and he realised that very soon now his father would be having his meeting with Mrs Barrington.\u00a0 He cleared his throat and looked at the cake, \u201cTell me more about Mrs O\u2019Connell\u2026 what does she look like?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

So while she poured out the coffee Bridie explained all about Margaret O\u2019Connell, with her flaming red hair, blue eyes and slight build. \u00a0\u201cOnly 19 or so, \u00a0such a clever girl, well read, intelligent.\u00a0 Her husband was as well, he was no passing journeyman out for work, she told me how he was educated and had helped her so much.\u00a0 They loved one another, Adam.\u201d \u00a0she passed a dainty cup over to her guest and then cut into the cake, \u00a0paused with the knife in mid air as she thought about her recent lodger \u201cShe blamed McGarthy for what happened to her husband, and those other men \u2026well, you must know the feeling, considering what you went through yourself recently.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam nodded, \u00a0the second time in one day that reference was made to his feelings about McGarthy, and what had happened to Hoss and Joe.\u00a0 She passed the plate with the cake upon it which he balanced carefully on the arm of his chair \u201cI told the deputy yesterday that she was missing, but the big lummox, I daresay he forgot to mention it once news broke about McGarthy being killed. \u00a0 She didn\u2019t do it, Adam, she didn\u2019t.\u00a0 She may have had hate in her heart, but she would never have dreamed of killing him.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cFrail pretty young girls have killed men for less reason, Bridie.\u201d \u00a0he murmured as he then bit into the cake.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAdam, I know this girl, I know her I tell you. \u00a0 She\u2019s heart broken, but not – not the kind to murder anyone.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYou said she hated McGarthy?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cSo she did, and good cause too\u2026.her husband killed, no recompense for that, just kicked out of the house \u2026 \u00a0poor Mrs Mayhew killed while on an errand of mercy.\u00a0 It mounts up, Adam, like sins all the way up to heaven.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201c\u2026 and justice falls like rain \u2026\u201d Adam quoted<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cBut no justice, you mean.\u00a0 Nothing.\u00a0 Poor lass.\u201d \u00a0Bridie set down her plate with just a corner of the cake nibbled off, \u201cAdam, \u00a0that baby is just two weeks old\u2026.\u00a0 Why would she risk anything with a baby in her arms?\u00a0 Where could she go?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cDoesn\u2019t she have any friends?\u00a0 None at all?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cShe never mentioned any, but then, she seldom spoke, except to curse Patrick McGarthy and sing her husbands praises.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Paloma Barrington \u00a0cut a swathe through the clientele at Del Monico\u2019s towards the table where Ben was sitting.\u00a0 He promptly rose to his feet upon seeing her approaching and smiled, which lessened the feeling of irritation she was feeling at the sight of the looks of disapproval that were being directed towards her.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Ben indicated a chair which the waiter drew back for her to sit upon, \u00a0still smiling Ben told her what a pleasure it was to see her again to which she smiled slowly with a slight nod of the head, a very elegant and well styled head at that.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThank you, Ben. \u00a0 I didn\u2019t think I would ever see you again, \u00a0when you didn\u2019t come back to visit I thought that the reports your friends had been busy making on us had sent you rushing back home.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Ben frowned slightly, rather confused, and then he remembered how Roy had spent his leisure time finding out what he could about the Barringtons, \u00a0he didn\u2019t know what to make of such an introduction coming from her, \u00a0not right at the outset of their re-acquaintance.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cRoy\u2019s a good friend, but as an ex sheriff he finds old habits die hard.\u201d \u00a0he murmured, and then beckoned the waiter over, ordered some wine which she confirmed with a slight inclination of the head to be suitable for her also.\u00a0 The menu card was then left with them both\u2026 \u201cI\u2019m sorry, I should have written an explanation but it was an emergency I assure you.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cOh Silas has his moments of paranoia, \u00a0he had taken quite a liking to you.\u00a0 You seemed comfortable with us, not many are \u2026\u201d and as she said that her gaze swept with scorching scorn upon those assembled in the restaurant.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cLife is too short for prejudices of any kind to embitter a soul.\u201d Ben said quietly, an ambiguous remark, but intended sincerely for it was true, neither Ben or any of his sons could abide prejudice<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She smiled then, \u00a0and observed him again more closely for the intervening time had caused her memory of him to fade a little. \u00a0 She recalled the dark eyes, and the silver hair, but now she could see that although no longer young, \u00a0nor middle aged, \u00a0he was still handsome, and well built. \u00a0 Dressed in a smart grey suit that showed off his tan to perfection, \u00a0the silver grey embroidered vest that fit now better than ever, he looked far younger than his years.\u00a0 In every way he pleased her, \u00a0and his voice, something she had remembered, was unchanged.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHave you never wanted to travel, Ben, to leave here and travel the world?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cOh, but I have\u2026travelled I mean.\u00a0 I was a seaman for many years, \u00a0and yes, I\u2019ve seen a fair bit of the world in my time.\u00a0 Ship wrecked three times, \u00a0and seen some wonderful sights, but when I married my first wife I wanted to settle down. \u00a0 It took a long time to reach this part of t he world, \u00a0and I have no intention of ever leaving it.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The wine waiter came and poured a little in Bens glass, he tasted the sample and nodded approval, upon which the waiter served them both. \u00a0 Another waiter hovered and asked Ben if they were ready to order.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The order made the waiters departed, alone once again the couple smiled at one another, a slightly shyer smile than previously \u201cTell me, how has life been treating you and your brother these past months? \u00a0 What brings you here all this way \u2026? \u00a0 Have you met your sister\u2026half sister I mean?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She laughed, a soft chuckle that was both warm and sensuous, \u201cSo many questions, which to answer first I wonder\u2026 well, no, Silas and I have not met Martha, after so many years estrangement there hardly seemed much point now. \u00a0 Why am I here?\u00a0 Well, it was to meet someone who owed us a considerable amount of money.\u00a0 Unfortunately I arrived too late.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cReally?\u00a0 For what reason?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Paloma frowned, \u00a0paused a moment to think over her answer but before she could do so a voice from behind said \u201cExcuse me\u2026 \u00a0 Miss Barrington?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She turned to see the sheriff and one of his deputies coming to wards them, \u00a0with a slight blush to her cheeks she nodded over to them while Ben said quietly \u201cCandy, this isn\u2019t very good timing.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m sorry, Ben, but I really need to speak to Miss Barrington.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cCan\u2019t it wait?\u201d Ben now asked, and looked at Paloma \u201cMy apologies, Miss Barrington, \u00a0it seems \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI am sorry, \u00a0Ben, Miss Barrington\u2026 but I have to insist\u2026 it\u2019s to do with the matter of the murder of Patrick McGarthy, and I don\u2019t really think you would want us to discuss it publicly,, would you?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Ben half rose now and scowled darkly at Candy who squared his shoulders resolutely, he had met the force of Ben\u2019s tempers over the years and sometimes emerged triumphant.\u00a0 Now all he had to do was remember he was the law in this town and Ben merely a citizen, well, some even disputed that fact\u2026 he \u00a0firmed his lips over his teeth and his blue eyes hardened.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cCandy, Miss Barrington is my guest and coming here like this is humiliating to her, and embarrassing for me\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAnd the more you shout the odds, Ben, the more embarrassing it will be.\u201d Candy retorted and then looked at Miss Barrington, \u00a0drew in a deep breath \u201cI am sorry, Ma\u2019am, \u00a0it is inopportune I know, but there are some matters that are more important and have to be redressed as promptly as possible.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cSeeing as \u00a0you put it so nicely, sheriff \u2026\u201d Paloma \u00a0murmured with ice in here voice.\u00a0 She stood up, slowly, allowing anyone who was interested, and plenty were, to see just how elegant a figure she was, and how people of \u2018real class\u2019 no matter what their colour, dealt with \u2018embarrassing moments\u2019<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Heads turned to watch them leave the restaurant and Ben, hurriedly depositing some money on the table, \u00a0striding angrily behind them like some irate dragon bringing up the rear.<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Roy Coffee smiled slyly when he opened the door to see Adam Cartwright standing on the threshold, \u00a0he inclined his head and indicated the room beyond \u00a0into which his visitor entered and sat down in his usual chair. \u00a0 He looked around the room, nothing had changed, the desk however was littered by paper, and a note \u00a0book, he nodded towards it \u201cWorking on some project, Roy? \u00a0 Your memoirs perhaps?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cMy what? \u201c Roy scowled, fancy words still went over his head, \u00a0he glanced at the desk, \u201cOh that! \u00a0 No, that\u2019s to do with McGarthy, I\u2019ve been working on it.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam nodded and placed his hat on the floor, \u00a0\u201cWhat have you come up with?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWell, I saw you ride off with the sheriff \u2026 took that dang fool of a reporter with \u00a0you.\u00a0 That was a dang fool thing to do wasn\u2019t it?\u201d \u00a0Roy brushed a hand over his moustache, he didn\u2019t want to talk serious business with the remains of the last meal tagging along there.<\/p>\n

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\u201cWell, not much Candy could do, freedom of the press and all that \u2026\u201d \u00a0Adam cleared his throat, \u201cWell, what can you tell me?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Roy grinned and shook his head \u201cNope, you tell me first what you found at McGarthy\u2019s place and then I\u2019ll tell \u00a0you what I know.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Chapter 61<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Stepping out into the fresh air cleared Adams head a little, but he was slower than usual in buttoning up his outer jacket against the cold. \u00a0 Roy closed the door and stepped up beside him, then frowned a little \u201cMind if I tag along, Adam?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI thought you were going to anyway.\u201d Adam replied but his words contained a sigh, as though he would have preferred being alone.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Roy ignored it, he was used to Adams sighs, pouts, pursing of lips and pinching the bridge of his nose in exasperation most of which he had not as yet carried out.\u00a0 He cleared his throat \u201cWhere do you think to go first?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWhere would you go first, Roy, if you were still sheriff?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWell,\u201d Roys voice now contained a sigh, a big one, he looked quizzically up at Adam and realised that either he had shrunk a little or Adam was still growing which, considering he was now middle aged, seemed hardly likely. \u00a0\u201cI\u2019d like to get my worst fears over with \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cVery well\u2026 let\u2019s go there then\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam knew exactly where Roy \u00a0meant to go, \u00a0the conversation they had shared together and the information they had passed on \u00a0between themselves had sufficed to make Adam more than aware of how anxious Roy was about one particular party who seemed caught up in the situation.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

They were half way down C Street when Bridie Martin hurried towards them, a hand raised to get their attention.\u00a0 For a moment Adam wondered if she had come to report the return of the little girl with the baby, but it was soon clear from the concern on Bridie\u2019s face that that was not the subject on her mind, \u00a0she placed a hand on Adam\u2019s arm \u201cIs it true that the sheriff is making enquiries about single seater rigs?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYes, \u00a0it is.\u201d Adam glanced at Roy who had pushed himself closer in order to hear what was said. \u00a0\u201cWhy, were you out in one last night, Bridie?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo, \u00a0Paul was of course \u2026 I mean \u2026 Paul was on his rounds, do you want me to give you a list of his patients?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNot me, Bridie, the sheriff.\u201d Adam grinned but Bridie shrugged \u201cWell, I just saw your father and a very elegant lady go into the sheriff\u2019s office with him, so didn\u2019t dare interrupt them.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam winced and glanced over his shoulder into the direction of the sheriff\u2019s office, \u00a0then with a slight shake of the head he turned to look at Bridie \u201cPaul wasn\u2019t going any where near the McGarthy place was he?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cGoodness me, no, he was heading towards the Sandersons place and then \u00a0onto \u00a0Hinkleys.\u00a0 That\u2019s the other side of the territory to McGarthy.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThen I doubt if you have anything to worry about on his behalf,\u201d Adam smiled and glanced down at Roy who nodded in confirmation but that didn\u2019t ease Bridie\u2019s concerns for she shook her head and the frown on her face deepened,<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cIt\u2019s just that when I left the sheriff yesterday, to report about the disappearance of Margaret O\u2019Connell and the baby, \u00a0a single seater went past, the driver was so engrossed in their thoughts or something that she nearly knocked me over.\u00a0 I had to step back sharply to avoid being knocked down\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cShe?\u201d \u00a0Adam prompted and beside him Roy tugged anxiously at his moustache and narrowed his eyes as he fixed them upon Bridie\u2019s face<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYes, she, \u00a0Dorothy Tennent.\u00a0 Goodness knows where she was going at that time of night, \u00a0well, not exactly night, early evening really.\u00a0 But she looked very distracted, she didn\u2019t even notice me standing there, nor how close to the sidewalk she had been\u2026why, she could have spilled the buggy over.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Roy cleared his throat \u201cI didn\u2019t know she had a buggy.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI doubt if she has, Roy.\u201d Bridie says, \u201cShe always uses Clemmie\u2019s old thing\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Roy stepped back and seemed to shrink a few more inches, while Adam just nodded and looked thoughtful before patting Bridie on the hand \u201cThanks, Bridie, I\u2019ll let Candy know.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cIt was seeing you both heading towards Clemmie\u2019s place that reminded me about it.\u201d Bridie said and cleared her throat, \u201cActually I think they are both out, \u00a0at the refuge. This is their afternoon there.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThank you, Bridie.\u201d<\/p>\n

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There didn\u2019t seem much else to say so she stepped away and returned to her own home, \u00a0glancing back once as she did so to see both men making their way towards Clemmie\u2019s house.\u00a0 She sighed and shook her head, frowned a little and hoped that whatever she had said would cause no harm.\u00a0 Words, she knew, were like pebbles thrown into still water creating ripples that could be far reaching \u00a0 \u2026 and dangerous.<\/p>\n

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Roy walked along with his chin on his chest, eyes downcast and fixed to the sidewalk, as though he had to watch every step he took in case some plank would suddenly spring loose and hit him in the face.\u00a0 Adam nudged him with his elbow \u201cYou know, it may not be as bad as you think, Roy.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cSon, \u00a0don\u2019t try and soften the blow, I\u2019ve been sheriff here too long \u2026\u201d \u00a0he said nothing for a while longer then as Clemmie\u2019s house came into sight he tugged his moustache and said \u201cYou get a feeling in your bones, in your gut so to speak, when someone\u2019s telling lies.\u00a0 Especially when they ain\u2019t used to saying \u2018em. \u00a0 Dorothy\u2019s a good woman, Adam, she wouldn\u2019t kill anyone.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam raised his eyebrows and shook his head \u201cYou forgetting that time she helped one of your prisoners escape\u2026 passed him a handy little two barrelled derringer if I recall rightly.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYou weren\u2019t even here at the time\u2026\u201d Roy chided like a petulant child caught out in telling tales.<\/p>\n

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\u201cNo, but I heard all the details from some who were.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Roy heaved a sigh and then stopped at the entrance to the building that housed Clemmie\u2019s buggy and horse. \u00a0 \u201cThat horse is almost as old as Clementine.\u00a0 I can\u2019t imagine it surviving the trip to McGarthy\u2019s and back.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cRoy,\u201d \u00a0Adam looked at his friend sternly \u201cYou won\u2019t find out for sure unless you take a look.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Roy said nothing to that, he merely nodded and squared his shoulders.\u00a0 The old horse looked over at him and then turned away as though hoping that if he ignored them they would go away. \u00a0 Both men approached the buggy \u2026 Adam \u00a0ran a hand over the rim of the back wheel, damp soil came away in his hand \u201cIt\u2019s been used recently\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWe know that, \u00a0Bridie jest said didn\u2019t she? \u00a0 Don\u2019t mean she was at McGarthy\u2019s, does it?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam didn\u2019t reply to that, the old mans affection for his house keeper was natural and quite touching, \u00a0he stepped back to view the buggy while Roy walked around it.\u00a0 After some moments Roy said with a touch of misery in his voice \u201cOf course, just looking at a buggy, and an old horse, don\u2019t tell us nothing, does it?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam, again, made no comment.\u00a0 He stepped back as Roy passed him to walk out of the livery, \u00a0then followed with his hands behind his back while his fingers entwined the piece of twig and foliage between them.<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n

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\u201cAm I under arrest?\u201d Paloma asked haughtily \u00a0while Candy indicated a chair for her to be seated.<\/p>\n

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\u201cNo, not at all, and again I apologise for interrupting your appointment, but this is a murder enquiry and as such I have to see those people who appear to \u00a0be involved.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cInvolved?\u00a0 You think I am involved in a murder?\u201d \u00a0Paloma rolled her eyes and shook her head, before nodding \u201cI see.\u00a0 And who is the person I am supposed to have murdered?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNo one has accused you of murder, Miss Barrington, \u00a0it\u2019s just that you are involved because you visited the murdered man twice\u2026 and one of those times was last night.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cOh ..McGarthy\u2026\u201d she pursed her lips and her eyelids lowered and rose again, slowly, \u00a0with that sensual way that drew attention to the beauty of her eyes, and the length of her lashes.\u00a0 She was a beautiful woman and knew it. \u00a0 She also knew the effect she had on men, \u00a0and this sheriff was certainly one man she wanted to have an effect upon.<\/p>\n

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\u201cCan I take down some personal details first, Miss Barrington\u2026such as your name, address, date of birth.\u201d<\/p>\n

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She looked at him then, piercing dark brown eyes, \u00a0then she turned to observe Ben who was seated a little further away, \u201cIs this necessary, Ben?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cIt\u2019s best to comply with the law, Paloma\u201d \u00a0and his dark voice seemed to caress the name, \u00a0she smiled, she had never heard a voice like it before in her life and she looked back at the sheriff and gave the necessary details.<\/p>\n

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\u201cHow did you get to know McGarthy\u2026Patrick\u2026 the deceased?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI met him some time after Silas and I met Liam, his brother.\u00a0 That was ten years ago, \u00a0Liam had this mine and told us how many millions of dollars it was producing. \u00a0 He had helped to finance the war effort \u2026sadly for the wrong side \u2026 but it seemed an opportunity too good to miss. Silas and I felt that it would be a good idea to invest in the mine.\u00a0 We put a large amount of money into it\u2026\u201d \u00a0 she frowned at the memory, it had seemed an opportunity from heaven, \u00a0their inheritance was drying up, knowing that the mine would bring in such benefits helped them to continue in their life style without no change whatsoever \u201cFor a while, \u201c she continued, \u201cthe mine paid out on the shares, \u00a0dividends I think it is called. \u00a0 Then slowly the payments dried up.\u00a0 Liam had died of course some years ago, \u00a0and Patrick was now in charge.\u00a0 He kept assuring us that all was well, nothing was wrong.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cAnd you believed him?\u201d \u00a0Candy looked at her sharply, he couldn\u2019t believe that anyone would believe anything Patrick said and he didn\u2019t under estimate her, she looked intelligent and shrewd enough to see through \u00a0Patrick.<\/p>\n

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\u201cLife was busy, we had plans \u2026 political plans. \u00a0 We had reason to be confident in these plans coming to fruition, although we would, eventually, need a substantial amount of money to bring them about of course.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYou saw Patrick the day before his death?\u00a0 Was that for personal or business reasons?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cOf course, business. \u00a0 I wanted to know what had happened to our money. \u00a0 Aubrey Jones had told us that there were problems with the mine.\u201d she paused and wondered how much they knew about Aubrey Jones, \u00a0she shrugged, it hardly mattered now, the fact that Patrick was dead made much of everything else inconsequential.<\/p>\n

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\u201cDid you leave him on good terms?\u201d \u00a0Candy glanced up, vivid blue eyes looked into her face, saw the pupils of her eyes dilate and her nostrils flare slightly, he took that to mean no, but she smiled and sighed,<\/p>\n

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\u201cI thought so, whether he did I couldn\u2019t say.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cSo why did you go back last night?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cHe sent me a message to go \u2026 I had to be there by 9 p.m \u2026 so I went. \u201c \u00a0she leaned back into the soft leather of the chair and lowered her eyes to observe the notes that he was writing down, \u201cYou have very neat writing, sheriff.\u201d \u00a0she smiled \u201cI can read it quite clearly upside down.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWell if you read anything other that what you have said, please let \u00a0me know.\u201d Candy muttered. \u00a0 \u201cYou went and arrived about 9?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYes, and the girl let me in, told me McGarthy was in his study. I went up\u2026\u201d she paused, this was the tricky bit, \u00a0this was where things could go wrong if she said the wrong thing.\u00a0 The problem was, \u00a0the right thing to say could very well prove to \u00a0be the very worst thing of all.<\/p>\n

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\u201cYes?\u201d \u00a0Candy prompted and in his seat Ben leaned forward a little to catch what she had to say, for she had a soft \u00a0deep voice which was not always so easy to hear.<\/p>\n

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\u201cHe was dead.\u00a0 I looked at him and saw he was dead.\u00a0 So I turned around and left, quickly.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWhy didn\u2019t you mention it to the girl?\u00a0 Helped in some way?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cHelp? \u00a0 But I told you, he was dead?\u201d her eyes widened in surprise and she looked at Ben as though to say \u201cIs the man stupid or what?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Ben cleared his throat \u201cWhat we mean is .. If you had mentioned something to the girl, she would not have had to be the one to discover his body , she was quite shocked by the discovery.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWe would also have stood better chance of finding some clue as to who killed him.\u00a0 Unless it was you?\u201d \u00a0Candy snapped, and the frown on his brow deepened, \u201cWas it you?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNo, \u00a0he was more useful alive than dead.\u00a0 Why would I want to kill Patrick McGarthy?\u00a0 He was a fool and a bully, but he had his hands on our money\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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Candy sighed and pushed the piece of paper away from him as though it was giving him nightmares.\u00a0 Ben cleared his throat, \u201cIs there anything else you need to ask her, Candy?\u201d<\/p>\n

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For a moment Candy didn\u2019t answer but stared hard at the words written \u2019so neatly\u2019 upon the paper, he looked up \u201cMiss Barrington, \u00a0on the way to the McGarthy house, did you pass anyone who \u2026\u201d he stopped, \u00a0a foolish question to ask of a stranger, foolish enough to ask of a local man, he sighed \u201cDid you pass many people on your way there, or back to town?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cA few\u2026 a woman in a buggy , we passed one another.\u00a0 She was going into town, in no particular hurry from what I could tell, \u00a0and there were some others, \u00a0oh I don\u2019t know, I had things on my mind.\u201d \u00a0she frowned a little now and then shook her head, \u201cI can\u2019t remember, only that woman because she looked over at me and caught my eye\u2026you know how it happen?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cCould you describe her?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cIt was dark, I don\u2019t know how she looked\u2026 she was not blonde, \u00a0but that was all \u2026 dark clothes, \u00a0everything about her was dark\u2026 that is all.\u201d she shrugged, she was not an imaginative woman, she had no perception of the shock Jenny would have experienced in finding Patrick dead, \u00a0nor did her imagination stretch to add some detail to the woman who passed her in a single seater rig.<\/p>\n

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Ben rose to his feet \u201cIs that all, Candy?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cFor now. \u00a0 Please don\u2019t leave town until this is settled, Miss Barrington.\u201d<\/p>\n

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She inclined her head, \u00a0picked up her cloak and rose to her feet in such an elegant poised manner that Candy blinked rather rapidly as a result. \u00a0 As she sailed out of the office on Ben\u2019s arm, Clem and Watts entered the building.\u00a0 Their mouths dropped open\u2026 it was a good thing the wind didn\u2019t change direction or they would have lived out their lives looking like perfect idiots.<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n

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Roy decided not to come with Adam to the sheriff\u2019s office, he looked longingly at the building but shook his head \u201cLook, Adam, I think I\u2019ll go and make further enquiries around town. \u00a0 I\u2019m intrigued about this missing girl\u2026what did you say her name was?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cMargaret O\u2019Connell.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cAnd a two week old baby? \u00a0 Well, I know enough about women who have had babies, \u00a0they can get mighty peculiar and with all that hate building up in her, \u00a0she could very well have been the one who killed McGarthy.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cDo you think so, Roy, or are you hoping so \u2026?\u201d Adam asked kindly, but Roy just gave him a very narrow cold eyed look before he turned on his heel and strode away.<\/p>\n

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Adam watched him go and stood mulling things over for a little while, they had shared so many special moments, he and Roy, \u00a0and he knew the man so well. \u00a0 He knew that Roy wanted some definite proof that his house keeper was \u00a0beyond reproach, but that at the back of his mind he might have to go a long way to find it.<\/p>\n

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Candy, Clem and Watts looked up and nodded over at Adam who approached the desk, \u201cI hear you interrupted my father\u2019s dinner appointment?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Candy cleared his throat and nodded \u201cYeah, sorry about that, Adam.\u00a0 It was unavoidable.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI doubt if my Pa thinks so.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cTrue.\u201d Candy agreed with a forceful nod of the head, \u201cVery true.\u201d<\/p>\n

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For a moment no one spoke, Candy and his deputies continued to stare at the sheets of paper that contained their notes about the case, then Candy looked up<\/p>\n

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\u201cAnything else?\u00a0 Or are you just standing there waiting for us to offer you a cup of coffee?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI was wondering how you were getting on with your search for – er – any particular buggy, and occupant?\u201d Adam drawled as he stood fiddling with a rather mangled piece of twiggery<\/p>\n

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\u201cMiss Barrington did go to the house, provided us with the exact time \u2026 9 p.m.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWe already knew that, \u00a0Victor Ford and his daughter told us.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cShe also told us that another woman passed her while she was on the way to McGarthy, \u00a0a woman \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam handed the twig which still had several leaves on it, \u201cSame as the shrub a buggy backed into last night\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYou found the buggy?\u00a0 Who owns it?\u201d \u00a0Clem gasped, and looked at Adam in admiration<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cClementine Hawkins.\u201d Adam replied and raised his eyes to stare at the map on the wall behind them.<\/p>\n

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\u201cWidow Hawkins?\u201d Watts exclaimed, \u201cYou\u2019ve got to be kidding?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI left some of this still caught in the hinge \u2026\u201d \u00a0Adam cleared his throat and looked from one to the other of them, \u201cWell, I had better get home, I have an irate father to confront and calm!\u201d \u00a0 he nodded \u201cThank you.\u201d<\/p>\n

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There was no way of pretending the last two words were not laced heavily with sarcasm.\u00a0 Their only consolation was the knowledge that if Ben were still annoyed over what had happened, \u00a0then Adam would have had every right in uttering the words as he had.<\/p>\n

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Chapter 62<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

It was some while later that Candy made his way home.\u00a0 The day had been long and confusing.\u00a0 So many things were going on through his mind that he was unusually quiet throughout the meal, so much so that Rosie and David hardly spoke a word at the table and were glad to get down and run off to play before bed time beckoned.<\/p>\n

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Ann \u00a0was sympathetic and like Hester with Hoss had the natural understanding of a loving wife towards a troubled husband, for it was plain to her that Candy was anxious and worrying about something. \u00a0 Once the children had been put to bed and she had nursed little Samuel she prepared a sweet hot drink and brought it in to the study where she found him hunched over his desk, his eyes fixed to sheet upon sheet of paper.<\/p>\n

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\u201cWhat\u2019s worrying you, Candy?\u00a0 And please don\u2019t say it\u2019s this murder case\u2026 it\u2019s more than that, isn\u2019t it?\u201d \u00a0she pulled up a chair and sat opposite him so that they were seated face to face, \u00a0the lamp flickering shadows and the drink cooling in their cups.<\/p>\n

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\u201cIt is this case, sweetheart. \u00a0 I keep looking at these statements trying to find the clues to \u00a0who could have killed McGarthy, but nothing, simply nothing, comes to mind.\u00a0 There\u2019s something in the back of my mind and I just can\u2019t get at it\u2026 I \u2018m sure it\u2019s important but I just can\u2019t find what it is.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cCandy, \u00a0why not just put those papers away and come to bed, rest and sleep \u2026 let your mind relax a little. \u00a0 You haven\u2019t really been \u00a0yourself since that day in the mine with the Cartwrights, and you found old Sam Mayhews body. \u201c<\/p>\n

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\u201cSam Mayhew\u2026 poor Sam.\u201d \u00a0he flung a pen down on the desk and shook his head, \u201cHe and his wife are good, \u00a0I mean were good kind hard working people and both murdered.\u00a0 I only know she was killed by Buckley because he confessed to it \u2026 and Tovey killed Sam but I only know that because Buckley mentioned it.\u00a0 I\u2019ve not even spent five minutes of my time trying to find out how true that is, \u00a0I\u2019m as guilty of pushing him out of sight as those murderers who dumped his body \u00a0in that mine and hoped it would never be found. \u00a0 Here I am worrying about a man who was a bully, a murderer except that he used others to do the killing for him, \u00a0and yet a decent man like Sam\u2026 \u00a0 what kind of sheriff am I?\u00a0 I couldn\u2019t even go to the McGarthy house without calling on Adam to come with me.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYou\u2019re a good sheriff, Candy.\u00a0 Don\u2019t under estimate yourself like this\u2026 you never know, you may find that Sam and McGarthy\u2019s deaths are connected in some way\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cThey are, \u00a0 McGarthy saw to it that Sam was \u2018removed\u2019 and \u2026 and I\u2019ve done nothing to prove it. \u00a0 McGarthy\u2019s dead and I\u2019ve all these notes and statements trying to find out who killed \u00a0him \u00a0just because \u2026 \u00a0I don\u2019t even know \u00a0why now, because of what?\u00a0 He was like a rat in the sewers, \u00a0and yet here I am scrabbling around for clues to find out who killed him while Sam \u2026\u201d \u00a0he shook his head before sinking it into his hands, and heaving in a long deep sigh that was not quite a sob.<\/p>\n

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\u201cCandy\u2026 oh Candy dear, please don\u2019t take on so, \u00a0you know you\u2019re a good sheriff, you would never have applied for the position if you didn\u2019t think yourself capable of doing the job.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cSweetheart, I applied for the position because there was a good sized house available and you wanted to move into town.\u00a0 That\u2019s why, not because I thought I\u2019d make a good sheriff, and now, of course, all that this is proving is that I\u2019m not capable of it.\u201d \u00a0he rose to his feet and walked to the window to gaze out upon the streets, dark and sombre, in the darker alley ways two legged vermin plied their trade, \u00a0he had his deputies patrolling the town and sometimes those who were lower than sewer rats were found and arrested, \u00a0he even managed to get some to trial.<\/p>\n

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The lights from the private houses twinkled like stars, \u00a0the harsher lights from the saloons with the sounds of the carousing from the men and women who frequented them drifting through the night air weren\u2019t so much stars as brash little suns drawing in the unwary, \u00a0the cowboys flushed with their weeks salary, the miners who felt they deserved companionship and comfort. \u00a0 He shook his head \u201cI don\u2019t know, \u00a0Ann, \u00a0it just seems so hard. \u00a0 How did Roy manage so well, \u00a0he just seemed to coast along and handle things so easily.\u201d<\/p>\n

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She was standing beside him now and slipped her hand into his hand, her fingers wound around his, \u00a0and she leaned against him, \u00a0\u201cRoy had friends he trusted to help him, \u00a0darling, just as you have\u2026. He didn\u2019t do it all on his own, and over the years he grew in experience, just as you will.\u00a0 Roy began just as you have, I daresay his first case scared him to death, \u00a0perhaps he thought of giving up as well.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Their was just the slightest hint of reproach in her voice, for after all he had more or less blamed her desire to moving into town for getting him into this situation, but she kissed his cheek and stayed close to his side, \u00a0so that he would feel her love, warm and comforting and constant.<\/p>\n

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\u201cHuh, Adam gave me a clue, said the buggy we were looking for belonged to Widow Hawkins\u2026 you should have heard her sound off at me when I went to ask her where she was last night.\u00a0 You would have thought I was accusing her of sneaking out of the house for a forbidden romance of some kind.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cA tryst \u2026 how sweet\u2026\u201d she laughed softly and snuggled closer to him, he released her hand to put his arm around her shoulders, \u201cWidow Hawkins \u2026 how funny\u2026. Why did Adam tell you it was her?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cHe didn\u2019t \u2026 \u00a0he didn\u2019t say it was her, just her buggy \u2026 \u201c \u00a0he frowned and smiled \u201cOf course, her buggy \u2026 Adam must have known but wanted me to find out for myself.\u00a0 I\u2019m so stupid\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWhat do you mean?\u00a0 What are you thinking?\u201d Ann looked at him as he hurried back to his desk and rummaged through his statements<\/p>\n

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\u201cMiss Barrington said someone passed her in a single seater, dark haired because she wasn\u2019t blonde \u2026 \u00a0her buggy was in the front of the house but this other one went round the back and snagged some of the shrubbery in the hood, \u00a0which identified it as being Widow Hawkins buggy, but the driver, if not Widow Hawkins must be someone \u00a0who can use it, \u00a0her lodger, Dorothy Tennent.\u201d<\/p>\n

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He began to scribble down words, then pulled another sheet of paper from the pile, then another\u2026 he smiled, picked up his mug and sipped the warm beveridge, then looked at his wife. \u00a0\u201cDorothy Tennent\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cShe\u2019s Roy\u2019s housekeeper.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Candy nodded \u201cYes, so she is\u2026\u201d \u00a0 and released a sigh, \u201cI\u2019m sure Roy won\u2019t mind giving me some advice on the case \u2026 I\u2019ll pay him a visit tomorrow.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n

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Reuben hadn\u2019t been too happy in handing over the little square of paper to his father.\u00a0 It was a note from his teacher, Miss Brandon and on the ride home he was at times tempted to a. read it \u00a0b. throw it away after he had torn it in to pieces and c. face up to the contents of what it contained.<\/p>\n

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Adam hadn\u2019t been too happy entering the house and expecting a verbal blasting from his father, \u00a0but found instead that Ben had yet to return home. \u00a0 Their meal was quiet, and pleasant.\u00a0 The children behaved impeccably well, so well in fact that both Adam and Olivia were on tender hooks wondering why.<\/p>\n

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Only Nathaniel was his usual little self, beaming at them all one moment, spitting his food out the next, and crying when he couldn\u2019t get another \u00a0spoonful quickly enough. He smiled at his sister and held out his arms to her so that she would hug him, which she did, although mindful not to get her dress dirtied by his dribbles and \u00a0food.\u00a0 He laughed at Reuben and managed a smile from him every so often and he, of course, charmed his Pa.<\/p>\n

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After the meal Adam stood up to do the last chores of the evening, he stretched to remove the kink in his back and as he relaxed discovered his son standing beside him holding a small square of paper up to him \u201cIt\u2019s from Miss Brandon.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam took the paper with his eyes fixed on Reuben\u2019s face, he opened it and read it\u2019s contents \u2026 a frown appeared on his brow and his lips thinned, his nostrils flared slightly and he gave a slight shake of the head.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Olivia watched her husband anxiously, the letter was obviously not commending Reuben for the excellent essay he had handed in, \u00a0nor for the fact that he had got his math correct.\u00a0 She cleared her throat \u201cWhats wrong?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam handed her the note:<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Dear Mr Cartwright<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

I need to write to you concerning the behaviour of \u00a0your son and daughter recently.\u00a0 For some inexplicable reason they have both attacked a boy \u00a0during recess .. Giving no \u00a0reason other than calling the child a liar.\u00a0 Reuben was particularly aggressive towards this child today, I had to pull him off in order that greater harm would not be done.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

I cannot tolerate this kind of conduct in this school. \u00a0 After the events that took \u00a0place earlier this year with the Downing boy I had hoped that the children would have peace and harmony when together so that there would be a healing, a security in knowing that their school days were of companionship and safety.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Please deal with this matter as soon as possible \u00a0or I shall have to take further disciplinary action.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Sincerely \u00a0 Lucy Brandon\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Olivia put the letter down on the table and looked at her children with wide eyes, then she looked at her husband and wondered what he was thinking, prayed that he would do nothing rash.\u00a0 Nathaniel began to cry as though he sensed a change in the atmosphere in the room, and she picked him up and put him on her lap, but he continued to grizzle so that she murmured that she would take him to his bed.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cMe too, \u00a0mommy.\u201d Sofia said and slid from her chair to hurry after her mother but Adam\u2019s voice \u00a0merely said \u201cSofia. \u00a0 Sit down.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam folded his arms across his chest and leaned against the table, he looked from one to the other of them and shook his head \u201cExplain. \u00a0 What happened?\u00a0 Why did it happen?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Reuben felt his knees go weak, \u00a0he wished he had been sitting down like Sofia, \u00a0but he drew himself up and explained about Jimmy and the lies he was saying, \u00a0and when he wouldn\u2019t say they were lies and apologies Reuben hit him.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cDid you explain this to your teacher?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo, \u00a0she wouldn\u2019t listen \u2026 she just raised her hand and said she didn\u2019t want to know, I was a disgrace.\u201d \u00a0Reuben hung his head, that comment by Lucy had hurt him severely, it had wounded his pride.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThat\u2019s unlike Miss Brandon to say that \u2026 Sofia, what did you do?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Confession never came easy to Sofia, she swung her legs about under the table and put her finger in her mouth and stared at the ceiling as though looking for whoever this Sofia was that daddy was angry with \u2026 \u201cSofia, I\u2019m waiting for an answer?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

So she told him about kicking Jimmy and why, \u00a0he was a bad boy, spiteful and cruel. He told lies. \u00a0\u201cDaddy, I did tell mommy \u00a0before \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cMiss Brandon considers this as very serious, you know.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cBut Pa, he was lying, about you.\u201d Reuben protested<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam nodded, \u00a0sighed and looked over at the children who were well aware that if Miss Brandon took this seriously, then their Pa would take it even more so. \u00a0 Sofia blinked fast, tears rose and fell, splashed on her dress but Adam was having none of that, he straightened up \u201cBarn \u2026 now\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Sofia blinked \u201cNot me an\u2019 all, Pa?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYou an\u2019 all\u2026 move\u2026. Now\u2026.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Oh dreadful place, the children trailed alongside their father and shivered as the doors creaked open.\u00a0 Once inside Reuben gulped hard, blinked rapidly<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI thought I was defending you, Pa.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam listened and sympathised, he recalled the number of times he had been in scrapes of similar type when a child, injustices seemed so overwhelming and so immediate, they just had to be sorted out right there and then\u2026 \u00a0 he knew also that he had resorted to his fists many a time when in manhood, \u00a0probably still would should the need arise.\u00a0 For Reuben the need had arisen, \u00a0and he had dealt with it accordingly.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cReuben, how old is this boy\u2026this Jimmy Carstairs?\u201d \u00a0the children looked blankly at him, Sofia stared down at the straw on the floor and watched a spider struggling to wriggle past her foot. \u00a0\u201cReuben?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cOlder than us\u2026 \u00a0and bigger.\u201d Reuben whispered, \u201cBut \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cDo you remember when David hit you at school, \u00a0how upset everyone was? \u201c<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYes, Pa.\u201d \u00a0He hung his head low, his bottom lip protruded, beside him Sofia continued to watch the spider and wondered if Pa would let her off, after all, she hadn\u2019t hit Jimmy, this time anyway.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWhat if you had really hurt Jimmy like that?\u00a0 Would losing your temper\u2026no matter for what reason, \u2026have justified what you did?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Reuben shook his head, he still felt right in punching Jimmy, and he still felt hurt by Lucy not listening to him. \u00a0\u201cI – I didn\u2019t hit him that hard, \u00a0I \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo, Reuben, that\u2019s not the point I\u2019m getting at here.\u00a0 The fact is that no matter how right the reason may appear to you, as soon as you lose control of yourself and lash out like that, you lose something important, \u00a0you have to learn to control yourself, and find other ways to manage situations like this\u2026.now, \u00a0bend over.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Now Sofia \u00a0was drawn forward, Adam looked at her and shook his head \u201c Sofia, \u00a0I can\u2019t understand why you had to kick Jimmy \u2026 \u201c<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cBut, daddy,\u201d Sofia widened her blue eyes \u201che was saying bad things about you.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHaven\u2019t you been listening to what I told your brother? \u201c<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

He looked at her, she looked at him, blinked, bowed her head \u2026 \u00a0\u201cMommy said it wasn\u2019t \u2026 lady \u2026 like\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo, \u00a0it wasn\u2019t.\u201d \u00a0Adam cleared his throat, \u00a0the incident involving Jimmy and Sofia had happened some days back and Olivia had dealt with it, \u00a0and Sofia had not been party to this latest incident, \u00a0\u201cDon\u2019t do it again\u2026 \u00a0 if it happens again, Sofia, \u00a0you\u2019ll get \u00a0a tanning just like your brother.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Pausing just a moment to reflect on whether or \u00a0not he had acted fairly and in the interest of all parties Adam now drew them closer to him, Reuben looked tearful but wouldn\u2019t let the tears fall until, Adam knew, he was in his own room.\u00a0 Sofia was looking relieved, \u00a0but Adam felt it hardly fair to punish her now, and it would have undermined Olivia\u2019s punishment given at the time of the misdemeanour. \u00a0 \u201cListen to me now, both of you, \u00a0no more of this nonsense. \u00a0 Tomorrow you apologise to Miss Brandon, \u00a0and \u2026\u201d \u00a0he sucked in his breath and looked at them both even harder \u201cand you apologise to Jimmy and try to be friends with him.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Reuben nearly choked, and Sofia went rather pink but together they left the barn, followed by their father.\u00a0 As soon as they got indoors Reuben ran ahead up the stairs but it was Sofia who paused, and then peeked her face through the rails of the banisters and declared loudly \u201cJimmy Carstairs is a horrible boy, and he tells lies, and if he tells more lies I\u2019ll kick him and bash him\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam jumped to his feet for he had settled comfortably into his chair glad to have had the matter settled peaceably, \u00a0\u201cSOFIA!!!\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Scared at her own daring the child took one look at her father\u2019s face and bounded up the stairs to her room, \u00a0the door of which slammed shut within seconds.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The next few moments were rather painful ones for Sofia, but whether or not she had learned her lesson only time would tell\u2026.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Chapter 63<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cLady waiting to see you inside, boss.\u201d \u00a0 Deputy Watt stepped aside as Candy approached the door and pushed it open \u201cMust admit, I\u2019m a bit surprised at seeing her here but she insisted on seeing you.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Candy nodded and entered his office, removed his hat and jacket and then looked over to where Dorothea Tennent stood holding her purse close to her chest and staring thoughtfully at the Wanted posters on the walls.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cSheriff \u00a0Canady, I – I think I have something I need to tell you.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cPlease, \u00a0sit down, Miss Tennent\u201d \u00a0Candy frowned slightly, Miss?\u00a0 Mrs?\u00a0 What did she call herself nowadays? \u00a0 And was it Dorothy or Dorothea \u2026 she sat and looked over at him, \u00a0unlike Paloma Barrington she didn\u2019t look self possessed only very nervous and rather frightened.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cRoy told me to come, \u00a0he said it was better that I came and told the truth rather than you found out later.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWell, Roy\u2019s right, \u00a0it\u2019s much better for you to come clean about things, and \u2026 I hope that you will do that, Miss Tennent?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYes, of course.\u201d \u00a0she nodded and bowed her head, stared at the desk and the number of pens Candy had there. \u00a0 She watched as he pulled a sheet of paper from the drawer and began to write down the date \u00a0\u201cI didn\u2019t kill Patrick McGarthy.\u00a0 I would have liked to, \u00a0but then I would have liked to have killed him the first time I saw him in town, when he threatened me and told me to clear out.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWhy would he do that?\u00a0 Why did he want you to leave town?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI knew too much. \u00a0 There was a time when his brother, Liam and I were very close.\u00a0 Liam told me things, a lot of things, except the one thing that mattered, \u00a0that he was married. \u00a0 When I found out about his wife \u2026\u201d she shook her head, \u201cAnyway, you\u2019re not interested in past history.\u00a0 Patrick was afraid that some of the things I knew about him and Liam\u2019s business dealings \u2026\u201d \u00a0she paused and frowned \u201cwell, they weren\u2019t ethical, or moral,, or even legal.\u00a0 I tried to do the best to help with the situation back then, with the Cartwrights you know\u2026 and Mr Shannon being killed.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Candy leaned back and put the pen down, \u00a0he knew that she would have to say what she felt she needed to say before she got down to the information he actually wanted from her.\u00a0 He listened until she came to the conversation with Patrick the day of his released from prison. \u00a0\u201cThe way he spoke to me then, and all the threats he had made, I got to thinking about it, and decided to go and see him that evening, \u00a0tell him exactly what Liam thought of him, tell him some of the business dealings Liam conducted without his knowing\u2026that would have taken the wind \u00a0out of his sails.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Candy watched her, \u00a0he would never have thought of her as the vindictive type but it seemed she had a mean streak in her after all.\u00a0 Perhaps all the years of covering for Liam, \u00a0and the time being here with the harrassment Patrick had meted out, \u00a0had just got to her.\u00a0 He cleared \u00a0his throat \u201cWhat time did you get to the McGarthy\u2019s house?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI left about half past seven o\u2019clock. \u00a0 The road was pretty empty, \u00a0so I guess I got there just after 8.\u00a0 I went round to the back, \u00a0that\u2019s where I used to take the buggy before, when I was \u2026was friendly with Liam. \u00a0 That way people wouldn\u2019t see me there.<\/p>\n

I went inside, \u00a0there was no one about at all, \u00a0anyway, I didn\u2019t think there was at the time but half way up the stairs I heard voices so I hid inside another room.\u00a0 I was there for about ten minutes when I heard the gun shot\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYou actually heard the gun shot?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cIt was very loud, it sounded muffled, \u00a0it might have been something heavy dropped on the floor, something like that\u2026 but I know what a gun shot sounds like and I thought that Patrick had shot whoever was there. \u00a0 I waited for a while and then heard foot steps, running, \u00a0and when I looked out onto the landing there was no one there at all, a door closed \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThe front door?\u00a0 Back door?\u201d \u00a0Candy asked jotting what he could down on the paper<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cIt wasn\u2019t the front door, \u00a0possibly the back \u2026 no, it wasn\u2019t the back door, \u00a0it sounded more like a door to another room.\u00a0 After a while I decided that I ought to go and see what had happened\u2026 I went into the study and there was Patrick, dead. \u00a0 There were rolls of money on the desk, and papers too..\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cDid you – er – did you take anything from the desk?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Dorothy looked at him in amazement and shook her head \u201cNo, of course not, how could I do that?\u00a0 Although I see what you mean, I could have done I suppose\u2026 but no, I couldn\u2019t bear to touch it.\u00a0 I just stared at Patrick and then realised that if anyone came and found me there they would think I had done it.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWhy should they think that, \u00a0unless you had a gun in your possession.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI did, \u00a0a derringer.\u00a0 Small but quite deadly.\u00a0 I know how to use it as well, but I didn\u2019t, I swear to you I didn\u2019t.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cDo you have it on you now?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She foraged about in her purse and produced it with rather a shame faced look as she handed it to him.\u00a0 Candy turned it round and round between his fingers and then breached it and smelt the chambers, then passed it back.\u00a0 There was one bullet there, but no indication of it having been fired for quite a while.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWhy did you take it with you, Miss Tennent?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHuh, \u00a0with Patrick it was better to prepared for anything, \u00a0he was a horrible man, cruel, vindictive\u2026 \u00a0if necessary, if I had needed to do so, I would have used it without thinking twice about it.\u00a0 But in cold blood, \u00a0no, \u00a0not like that.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cBut you just admitted that you would have used it on him \u2026\u201d \u00a0Candy paused to let the words sink in to her head, \u201cYou would have shot him, you took the gun with you, in case you needed to use it?\u00a0 Perhaps, with the intention of using it?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She shook her head at that, \u201cNo, \u00a0only in self defence.\u00a0 I promise you, sheriff, I would never have used it otherwise.\u00a0 Who ever killed him must have known he was unarmed, \u00a0or at least, \u00a0he appeared unarmed to me when I saw him there, sprawled over the desk.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAnd then what did you do?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI left, quickly.\u00a0 I could hear voices from the servants quarters, that was when I was in the foyer and heading for the back door. \u201c<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThe \u00a0voices you heard from the study, which prompted you to go into another room, did you hear anything at all that was said\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cIt was hard to tell whether the other person was a man or a woman, \u00a0very soft spoken \u2026 \u00a0Patrick was shouting, \u00a0he said several times he wouldn\u2019t pay any money no matter what, and then he said that they were to leave his house, or \u2026 get out of my house.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cDo you think a person who had just shot Patrick would have been the sort of person to have helped themselves to the money that was on the desk?\u00a0 After all, it was just lying there so you say.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She shrugged \u201cI don\u2019t know \u2026 I couldn\u2019t say although the person was demanding money, \u00a0but after he or she had left, they left a lot of money on the desk\u2026 \u00a0perhaps they went back after I had gone, and took it then.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Candy nodded, looked at her thoughtfully and then passed some paper over to her, \u201cI\u2019m sure \u00a0you would like something to drink, Miss Tennent, would you care to write down your statement here, and sign it.\u00a0 I\u2019ll get my deputy to make us a cup of coffee.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She nodded and picked up a pen, Candy beckoned to Watt \u201cGet some coffee ready, would you?\u00a0 I\u2019ll be out for a short while.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Roy opened the door and nodded at the sheriff, then beckoned to him to step inside. \u00a0\u201cIs Dorothy \u00a0with you?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYes, she\u2019s writing her statement down now.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI told her to get to you right away.\u00a0 I knew Adam had realised it was her as soon as he saw that buggy, I suppose he told \u00a0you it was ..\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHe told me the buggy belonged to Clemmie\u2026. And I got a lot more than I bargained for when I went to talk to her about where she went \u2026but it only left Dorothy.\u00a0 I\u2019m glad she came of her own accord, Roy.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYes, she told me what happened, I wasn\u2019t surprised, kind of expected it really.\u00a0 But she\u2019ll have told you the truth, Candy, believe me\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cRoy, what exactly did she tell you?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Roy pursed his lips and the moustache bristled, \u00a0he sat down in his worn old chair and indicated the chair for Candy to take opposite him, \u00a0he then told Candy all that Dorothy had told him, \u00a0and as he listened, very attentively, the sheriff knew that it was just as Dorothy had explained to him, just what she was writing down now.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

As soon as Roy had finished speaking \u00a0Candy leaned forward, \u00a0his eyes alert to the old mans face \u201cRoy, do you trust Dorothy, do you really believe what she has told you?\u201c<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYes, I do.\u201d Roy nodded solemnly, \u00a0his eyes narrowed and the bushy eyebrows \u00a0furrowed over them, \u201cWhat are you getting at, Candy?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cIts just that she said there was money and papers on the desk and that she didn\u2019t touch any of it, yet when we got there \u00a0was nothing to be seen of any money or papers of any sort \u2026 \u00a0is it just possible that she may have been tempted to take some \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cOh yes, and what about the rest then?\u00a0 I suppose she just simply slipped it back in the safe, tidied up around there a little huh?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI just needed to know, that\u2019s all. \u00a0 Roy, wasn\u2019t so long ago that you were my side of the desk, remember?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI ain\u2019t forgotten.\u00a0 But I can tell you this now, young man, \u00a0Dorothy didn\u2019t take any money.\u00a0 I asked her specifically once she had mentioned it and she swore that she didn\u2019t touch a bit of it.\u00a0 She said it was blood money, \u00a0she wanted nothing to do with it.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cDo you have any ideas as to what could have happened to it, Roy?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Roy shook his head and slouched back into the comfort of the worn padded chair rest, \u201cLook, Candy, \u00a0all I can tell you is what I got told by Dorothy and a few things I picked up from here and there. \u00a0 It confirmed that she didn\u2019t take anything\u2026 but \u2026\u201d he paused \u201cthat fancy lady you saw yesterday, the one dining with Ben Cartwright?\u00a0 Is there a chance she took it?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cShe never mentioned seeing any money at all, \u00a0Roy. \u00a0 She\u2019s very self confident, very \u2026 well, very sure of herself.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cBut she needs money, doesn\u2019t she?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHow would you know that?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cBecause her sort always does\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Candy thought about that for a moment and then nodded in agreement, \u201cShe did say Patrick had lost a lot of their money, if she had seen so much of it just there on the desk, she may well have been tempted to take it.\u201d \u00a0he shrugged \u201cHow long does it take to stuff some money into one\u2019s purse?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThere\u2019s also the other person, or persons, the ones in the study talking to McGarthy\u2026 they may have gone back to take it.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Candy was silent again for a while, thinking that over, then admitted that it seemed unlikely, \u201cWhy would they have just left him, then gone into another room without taking the money anyway? \u00a0 I don\u2019t quite see why someone would go into \u00a0another room and not just get out of the house as fast as possible, \u00a0with or without the money.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWell, \u00a0I can\u2019t help you there. \u00a0 I don\u2019t know why anyone would do that, unless he or she had heard Dorothy.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo, that doesn\u2019t make sense either. \u00a0 If they had heard Dorothy while arguing with Patrick and then killing him\u2026 no, doesn\u2019t ring right, \u00a0perhaps would grab some of the money and run from the house, but not leave it there, go into another room, wait some while and then go back and take the lot.\u00a0 No, \u00a0Roy, \u00a0I can\u2019t see that\u2026\u201d \u00a0he stood up and sighed, picked up his hat \u201cif you hear anything, let me know, won\u2019t you\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cOf course.\u201d Roy nodded and walked with him to the door, \u201cI did hear several reports about that little girl, with the baby\u2026 \u201c<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYou did?\u00a0 Reliable reports?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWell, \u00a0I think so\u2026different people saying practically the same thing. \u00a0 She was seen walking the main road out of town with the baby.\u00a0 Someone said they thought she was heading for the Bucksburn, \u00a0but most just said she was walking, didn\u2019t seem to be in any hurry.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI don\u2019t think it was for that reason, Roy.\u00a0 She was very weak and frail according to Bridie Martin, \u00a0walking from here to the mine\u2026 that\u2019s quite a trek for her, I doubt if she would have managed it at all at a brisk pace.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Roy nodded and held the door open for the sheriff to leave the building.\u00a0 It had began to rain again\u2026<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026….<\/p>\n

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Jimmy Carstairs watched Reuben cautiously as the younger boy approached him in the playground.\u00a0 Several of the children noticed and stopped their play, \u00a0and turned to watch as Sofia followed her brother to where Carstairs was sitting eating his lunch. \u00a0 \u00a0\u201cWhat do you want?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Reuben was tempted then to turn around and walk away, perhaps give a snappy answer, but he steeled himself, his father had told him it wouldn\u2019t be easy and Jimmy\u2019s belligerent tone of voice certainly indicated that he wasn\u2019t going to be bending backwards to be conciliatory in any way.<\/p>\n

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\u201cJimmy, \u00a0I just came to say I\u2019m sorry, about what happened yesterday.\u201d Reuben said in what he hoped was the best imitation of his father\u2019s voice that he could do, \u00a0\u201cIt was wrong of me to have acted like that.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYeah, well, it was too\u2026\u201dJimmy\u2019s scowl deepened \u201cI was only saying what I saw.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Reuben bit back on a quick snappy comment on that as well, but extended his hand, palm outwards \u201cSure hope we can put it behind us and be friends.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Friends?\u00a0 The word did stick in Reubens throat a little bit, and he stood there feeling a moron \u00a0with his hand outstretched to the other boy who looked at it in disbelief, before looking at Reuben \u201cReally?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cSure. \u00a0 Really.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Jimmy wiped his own hand down the back of his pants and then took \u00a0Reubens and shook \u00a0his with well intentioned vigour, then he frowned again \u201cI guess I should say sorry too, I was wrong to have said that about your Pa, I shouldn\u2019t have come up here like I did.\u00a0 Sorry \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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Reuben smiled, and nodded, he felt that in a way Jimmy\u2019s apology was fair as it was said with a sincerity that he knew his own had lacked.\u00a0 So he gave an extra firm shake of the hand before turning to walk away.<\/p>\n

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Sofia had watched with her hands behind her back and looking \u00a0thoughtful, \u00a0she didn\u2019t move when Reuben walked off but surveyed Jimmy long enough for him to feel awkward \u201cYou alright, Sofia?\u201d<\/p>\n

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She nodded \u201cYes, thank you, Jimmy.\u201d<\/p>\n

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She walked away then, \u00a0quickly in order to catch up with her brother for worse was to come\u2026 they had to go and see Miss Brandon and apologise to her as well.\u00a0 So it was that they entered the school house hand in hand in order to confront Lucy, who was writing on the board.<\/p>\n

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When she finally realised they were there she gave them a smile and indicated for them to approach.\u00a0 Clearing his throat Reuben offered her his apologies for misbehaving, \u00a0Sofia echoed her brother, apologising so sweetly that Lucy was quite smitten and smiled, patted the child on the cheek and thanked them both.<\/p>\n

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\u201cYou may have thought I was unkind not to have listened to you, about the reason you fought with Jimmy.\u201d \u00a0she looked from one to the other of them, \u201cBut as your teacher, and his, I can\u2019t be seen to show favouritism.\u00a0 You were in the wrong, no matter what reason, \u00a0so please, \u00a0don\u2019t do it again.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Their voices were thin and quavery as they promised that they wouldn\u2019t do \u2018it\u2019 again. Then hand in hand they retreated and returned to the playground.\u00a0 Faces turned to stare at them, \u00a0before play was resumed.\u00a0 They both felt disgraced even though Annie Sales offered them both her best ever pieces of candy.<\/p>\n

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Chapter 64<\/p>\n

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The horse trotted around the corral, paused now and again to toss her head before she continued on.\u00a0 The two brothers stood side by side leaning against the corral fence watching her, their eyes followed her every movement but their minds were far from \u00a0the horse, rather on \u00a0a subject much closer to their hearts.<\/p>\n

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\u201cSo, he didn\u2019t get home until late, is that it?\u201d Joe finally said resting his chin on \u00a0his arm and his hazel eyes apparently staring at the horse<\/p>\n

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\u201cYeah, late.\u00a0 I waited up until 2 o\u2019clock before he came strolling in.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cThat is late.\u201d \u00a0Joe nodded and frowned, he scratched as far as he could reach within the cast of his broken arm<\/p>\n

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\u201cYeah, \u00a0it was\u2026. He came in whistling.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWhistling? \u201c Joe\u2019s eyebrows shot skywards \u201cWhistling you say?\u00a0 That\u2019s bad\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWell, it isn\u2019t good, that\u2019s for sure.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cDid he say where he\u2019d been?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam bowed his head and stared at his boots, sighed and shook his head \u201cNope, \u00a0just asked me why I was still \u00a0up so late.\u00a0 I said \u2018Yes, sure is late.\u2019 \u00a0and he just shrugged and muttered about he hadn\u2019t noticed.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cAw, that\u2019s bad.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cHe looked less cheery this morning though, \u00a0just grunted when spoken too, not that either of us bothered to get him into conversation.\u00a0 You know what he\u2019s like?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYeah, \u00a0I know. \u00a0 \u00a0Didn\u2019t he say anything at all?\u201d Joe glanced at Adam wondering if his brother was holding back on something he should know.<\/p>\n

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\u201cHe said \u2026 last night just before he went upstairs \u2026 \u201cMiss Barrington is a very charming woman.\u201d\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cAnd you said?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI said \u201cObviously, she appears to have charmed you at any rate.\u201d \u00a0to which he gave that smug smile of his and started whistling again, not another word, just up to bed. \u201c<\/p>\n

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\u201cAnd is she as charming as he says\u2026\u201d \u00a0Joe asked rather tentatively, his tousled hair looking rather wild with the breeze that was blowing through.<\/p>\n

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They turned to leave the corral and walked slowly to the house, \u00a0Adam with his hands in his pockets and Joe hugging his old coat close around him.<\/p>\n

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\u201cI don\u2019t know, \u00a0Joe.\u00a0 I haven\u2019t met her yet.\u201d \u00a0he shrugged \u00a0slightly and then looked at his brother and smiled, a gentle look now came to his features, softening them as it did so \u201cHow are you now, Joe?\u00a0 Are you feeling much better?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI am, thanks, brother.\u00a0 I still don\u2019t sleep so good at night, \u00a0the dark \u2026 \u00a0well, you know how it is, I just feel like I\u2019m being smothered.\u00a0 I owe my life to Hoss, \u00a0you know \u2026 he kept me from drowning, \u00a0it really scared me the thought that he could have died because of me.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cJoe, you can\u2019t imagine how I\u2019ve been feeling about it.\u00a0 You shouldn\u2019t have come with me, you know, \u00a0niether of you.\u00a0 If -\u201d he drew in a deep \u00a0breath and shook his head \u201cI can\u2019t bear to think about it.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cLook, \u00a0Hoss and I – we\u2019re not kids anymore – we made the choice to come along, \u00a0it\u2019d been a while since we had all ridden into trouble together, \u00a0hadn\u2019t it?\u201d \u00a0he grinned but he fully understood how Adam felt, and in a way felt grateful for it, after all, it showed that big brother was still the same, \u00a0trying to keep them safe and protected.<\/p>\n

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They stepped into the house and removed their jackets, then went into the \u00a0main room where Mary Ann was talking to Hester, both ladies looking thoughtfully at a large sculpture of a man grappling with a horse, \u00a0they smiled over at Joe and Adam, \u201cWe\u2019re trying to decide whether or not to take this to the house, or whether to donate it to charity.\u201d Hester said gaily, trying not to look too happy at the idea of actually moving back to the big house.<\/p>\n

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\u201cI\u2019d best keep it if I were you,\u201d Adam advised, \u201cThat\u2019s one of Pa\u2019s prized possessions, \u00a0he won it one year for \u00a0some event or other.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cThat\u2019s right,\u201d \u00a0Joe frowned \u201cShould be another one somewhere, I thought there were a pair of them.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cThat\u2019s right,\u201d Adam nodded, \u201cHard to remember how many there were, Pa would set<\/p>\n

them one place and then suddenly they\u2019d disappear and next thing \u00a0we\u2019d find them on top of some bureau or bookshelf \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cUntil they disappeared again.\u00a0 I don\u2019t think Hop Sing liked them.\u201d Joe nodded, \u201cWe\u2019re going up to see Hoss.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI\u2019ll make us some coffee, \u00a0Hop Sing has gone to see Cheng Ho Lee, they\u2019re playing Mah Jong this afternoon \u00a0at Hop Sing\u2019s uncle in town.\u201d \u00a0Mary Ann smiled and got to her feet, she had reached that stage in her pregnancy when a woman can become a little lop sided and lose their centre of gravity, getting up and down from some chairs was a feat of determination if nothing else.<\/p>\n

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Daniel appeared from the side of an arm chair with an impish grin on his face and raised his hand to his father to show off his latest acquisition which he had obviously snatched from his cousin Hope who was bawling her loss, toddling over to her mother with mouth wide open and tears streaming down her cheeks while pointing over to the gleeful victor of the tug of war.\u00a0 Hannah was no where to be seen, but was later discovered fast asleep in the sunniest part of the room hugging onto her rag doll.<\/p>\n

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Hoss greeted his brothers with delight, \u00a0\u201dShucks, \u00a0good to see you Adam.\u00a0 How is everything ? \u00a0 Did Pa sound off at you about his meal being interrupted by Candy?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNope,\u201d \u00a0Adam sprawled out in a chair, his long legs stretched out before him, he gave a half hearted shrug \u201cNot a word.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cSeems like our revered parent stayed out late last night, and has said nothing about his appointment at all.\u201d Joe pulled up another chair and sat beside his brothers bed, a small table was near by upon which was the checkers board, all ready laid out.\u00a0 Hoss looked over at Adam \u00a0who shook his head and looked glum, \u00a0Joe sighed as he surveyed the board \u201cYou sure he hasn\u2019t told you anything at all about her?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNothing at all, he must have told you both something about her when he met her last time, remember I was away then.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Hoss and Joe looked at one another, \u00a0Hoss shrugged \u201cHe said she was very beautiful, but kinda cold\u2026 you know, the kind of female that is so lovely \u00a0but has a \u2018You can look but don\u2019t touch\u2019 label on \u2018em.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYeah, \u00a0well, if that was the case it makes me worry even more about Pa now\u2026 he was merry as a cricket when he got home last night or rather early this morning.\u201d Adam groaned, closed his eyes and tried to stop his brain from working over time.<\/p>\n

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\u201cAdam, \u00a0how is that murder coming along \u2026 is Candy handling it alright?\u201d Joe looked at Adam and thinking that his brother had dozed off, nudged him with his foot.<\/p>\n

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Adam re-emerged from his reverie \u201cCandy?\u00a0 Oh, I think he\u2019ll work it out sooner or later.\u201d \u00a0 he frowned and leaned forward slightly \u201cIt\u2019s interesting though\u2026 two women \u00a0go to the same man on the same night \u2026 and he ends up dead.\u00a0 Which one did it do you think?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cHow\u2019re we to know?\u201d \u00a0Hoss grumbled, \u201cI\u2019m stuck here, Paul says I got to stay put until I stop getting headaches and wanting to go to sleep so much.\u00a0 Joe, I saw you pick that counter up\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cIt\u2019s one I just jumped and won from you, Hoss.\u201d \u00a0Joe muttered and jingled the two counters in the palm of his hand, he smiled and leaned over the board concentrating on \u00a0the counters positions \u201cWhat if niether of them did it?\u00a0 I mean, that is possible isn\u2019t it?\u00a0 When you think of McGarthy and ask the question \u2018who would want to kill this man?\u2019 most of the Bucksburn miners would, and I would \u2026 considering the damage his neglect did to us\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cSure thing, could have been anybody.\u201d \u00a0Hoss \u00a0sighed and made a half hearted attempt to win one of the checkers only to leave the way wide open for Joe \u201cWho else was in the house?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cMr Ford and his daughter Jenny.\u00a0 They said that they heard voices in the study where McGarthy was found so you could include whoever that was too\u2026 \u201c<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cProbably that\u2019s who did it then\u2026 \u00a0 whoever was in the study. \u00a0 Who were the two women ?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cTwo women?\u00a0 Oh, there was Paloma Barrington and the other was \u2026\u201d he paused, loyalty to Roy tugged at him but he shrugged and said \u201cDorothy Tennent.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYou sure?\u201d Joe frowned, \u00a0\u201cDorothy Tennent, mmm.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWell, unless it was Widow Hawkins.\u00a0 It was certainly her rig that had been at the place \u2026 \u00a0and I can\u2019t see Widow Hawkins killing McGarthy no matter how fond she was of her lodger.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYeah, \u00a0Roys pretty fond of Dorothy as well.\u201d Hoss muttered and watched Joe jump all over the board collecting checkers as he went. \u00a0\u201cI think it could \u00a0be Miss Barrington.\u201d \u00a0he paused \u201cOr whoever was in the study that the girl over heard talking\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cOr -\u201d \u00a0Adam frowned \u201cone other possibility, a missing woman with a baby.\u00a0 Mrs O\u2019Connell. \u00a0 But \u2026\u201d he paused and frowned \u201cshe\u2019s ill, frail, I can\u2019t see her walking all the way to the McGarthy place and shooting him, then walking back \u2026not that she has-.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cHas what?\u201d Joe queried as he mounted his counters along the side of t he board and grinned over at Hoss.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHas walked back, she hasn\u2019t been seen since she left Bridie\u2019s.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cMaybe she\u2019s dead as well.\u00a0 If she\u2019s that frail she wouldn\u2019t be able to walk that far, not all the way from town to McGarthy\u2019s.\u201d Hoss suggested.<\/p>\n

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Adam nodded \u201cI don\u2019t \u00a0want to interfere, this is Candy\u2019s first big case and even Roy said it was important for a sheriff to deal with his first without too much interference, kind of establishes a man in the towns eyes as being competent.\u00a0 But \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cBut you can\u2019t help yourself, can you?\u201d Joe grinned, \u201cDo you want me to ride into town with you?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNo, Joe, I\u2019m not going into town.\u00a0 As I said, I can\u2019t interfere, best leave it to Candy.\u201d Adam sighed and stared at the ceiling, fidgeted a little in his chair while Hoss and Joe watched him, looked at one another and grinned, \u00a0\u201cI think I\u2019ll just go and see how he\u2019s getting along, \u00a0I might be able to find out a bit about Pa and Miss Barrington \u2026seeing as how Pa is so secretive about it all.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cSure, and I\u2019ll come along to keep you company.\u201d Joe said, putting his counters down into the box, \u201cI\u2019ll tell you all about it when I get back, Hoss.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Hoss scowled at their backs, decided that today was a good day to get up and test his legs, but then felt dizzy and decided to stay put.\u00a0 He lay his head upon the pillows and closed his eyes, thoughts of his Pa filtered through \u201cSon of a gun, Pa\u2026 \u00a0no wonder \u00a0Joe and Adam have such a way with the ladies, \u00a0they took right after you.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026..<\/p>\n

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Paloma had just put the finishing touches to her hair when there came a knock on the door and after demanding who was it and getting the answer \u201cSheriff Canady and his deputy\u201d \u00a0made \u00a0her \u00a0way across the room and opened to them.<\/p>\n

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Both men removed their hats and Candy bade her good morning and stepped into the room followed by Clem.\u00a0 Paloma observed them both and then gestured to the chairs into which they settled \u201cWell, gentlemen, what is the problem this morning ?\u00a0 I presume that you wish for my assistance again, is that right?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Candy scratched the back of his neck and then nodded \u201cYes, m\u2019am. \u00a0 We would be grateful if you could answer a few more questions.\u00a0 Some fresh evidence has come up and we would like to ask you for your version of events.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Paloma raised an elegant hand to her ear-ring which she toyed with for a moment before nodding her agreement, at which Candy explained how they had located the woman who had passed her in the rig, \u00a0and that this woman had been at the McGarthy house, but before she had arrived.<\/p>\n

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\u201cSo she must have been the one who killed Patrick?\u201d \u00a0Paloma cried gleefully<\/p>\n

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\u201cNot necessarily, ma\u2019am\u201d \u00a0Clem said quietly, \u201cShe claims that he was already dead when she got there.\u201d \u00a0 Paloma\u2019s eyelids fluttered slightly, the pulse at her throat quickened, \u00a0other than that she seemed to freeze in her seat, motionless.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Candy smiled one of his kindly off beat smiles that made his blue eyes shine, \u201cCould you describe the room to us \u2026 your first impression as you stepped into the room perhaps?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cThat is not so easy to do now,\u201d Paloma sighed and bowed her head, \u00a0she had reasons of her own for keeping silent but stared at the pattern in the carpet for long enough before saying \u201cI walked in and looked around the room, \u00a0there was a smell there, I had smelled it before, a gun had been fired. \u00a0 The desk \u00a0had nothing on it at all, \u00a0a picture was crooked on the wall.\u00a0 Patrick was slumped over the desk and I went to him, he was dead.\u00a0 I thought \u2018Suicide\u2019 but then there was no gun.\u00a0 I looked on the floor and on the desk \u2026 nothing.\u00a0 I thought it was best to go as soon as possible, I didn\u2019t want to get the blame, after all, there was bad history between us.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cIf you think really hard can you remember if there was anything on the desk?\u201d Candy leaned forward a little closer, \u201cfor example, was there anything close to his hand, or even under his hand? \u00a0 Were there any papers\u2026invoices, statements, things such as those?\u201d<\/p>\n

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She frowned, \u00a0shook her head and then stared out of the window which she could see behind Candys head, \u00a0\u201cWell, there was the silver pen stand, \u00a0silver ink well.\u00a0 They were Liams, I recall seeing them before\u2026 perhaps that is why I can remember them so well.\u201d she flashed a smile at them both, then sighed and concentrated a little more \u201cThere was a pen by his hand, \u00a0some paper, no, there is nothing more to remember.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWhat about the picture you said was crooked\u2026 ?\u201d Candy now asked and she looked at him, shrugged and asked what about it? \u00a0\u201cI was just hoping that you may have remembered something more.\u201d<\/p>\n

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He stood up now and picked up his hat. \u00a0\u201cDo you know if he had a safe anywhere in the room, where he kept money and valuable papers?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She shrugged and denied knowing anything about a safe. \u00a0 They followed her to the door when Candy stopped, looked at the suitcases close to the door of the bedroom \u201cAre \u00a0you leaving?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYes, there is no need for me to stay here anymore.\u201d she looked at him, challenging him, for she could anticipate exactly what he was going to say, that he would remind her of his caution not to leave the town.<\/p>\n

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\u201cWell, if I may, could \u00a0you please take them over there -\u201d he pointed to a settee \u201cAnd empty them.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cPLease.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYou can\u2019t order me to do that, \u00a0you can\u2019t ..\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI am the law here, ma\u2019am, \u00a0for a start I have not given you permission to leave town.\u00a0 Secondly you are still involved in this murder, and thirdly, the fact that you are intending to leave without informing me first, makes me wonder what exactly is in your cases.\u00a0 Please open them.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Very unwillingly she did as she was requested, glaring at Candy each time she had to pass him by.\u00a0 Clem went to assist her and within a short time the cases were opened.\u00a0 Her reluctance to empty them was obvious so Candy nodded over to Clem to turn them upside down onto the floor.<\/p>\n

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Paloma swayed slightly on her feet when she saw her clothes and belonging s \u00a0being treated so roughly by this dolt of a \u00a0deputy.\u00a0 She grabbed the last smallest case away from him and looked angrily over at Candy \u201cThis is my jewel case\u2026 I won\u2019t have him emptying \u00a0it out onto the floor like so much trash.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cThen please take it to the desk\u2026\u201d Candy pointed to the furniture in question and she took it there and very carefully began to remove her jewels.<\/p>\n

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\u201cSheriff\u2026\u201d Clem\u2019s voice came just as Candy was walking over to the desk, so that he turned and saw paper scattered amid the clothing.\u00a0 In Clem\u2019s hand were two rolls of dollar notes.<\/p>\n

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They were quiet for a moment, Clem handed the papers to Candy and after a cursory glance over at them the sheriff looked at Paloma who \u00a0had sunk down upon a chair, \u00a0\u201cMiss Barrington, I think you may need to revise your statement and tell me exactly what happened the night you visited Patrick McGarthy.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Candy wondered if she was going to be stubborn, deny everything and create a scene, the look on her face certainly indicated that she had no desire to concede to his request, but then good sense prevailed, she gave a curt nod of her elegant head;<\/p>\n

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\u201cVery well, \u00a0but I didn\u2019t kill him.\u00a0 As I told you I went into the study, I saw Patrick sprawled across the desk. \u00a0 Yes, there was money there, \u00a0just a few rolls like those two. They were the only ones I took, believe me.\u00a0 There was not so much money really, but I didn\u2019t think \u2026.I only took that money, I didn\u2018t take all of it, and then I looked at the papers, \u00a0they were share certificates, you only have to look; \u00a0 see\u2026\u201d she pointed to the papers in Clem\u2019s hands \u201cThey were OUR share certificates, Silas\u2019 and mine.\u00a0 I took them, for whatever little worth they are, at least they were evidence of something and should the mine ever become profitable again, \u00a0it would be those shares that would keep us afloat.\u201d \u00a0she shrugged \u201cI took them, and a few others \u2026 some of which could be useful \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cAnd then what did you do?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI left \u2026 I was there merely a few moments, the girl was still in the front foyer and saw me out.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cDid you see anyone else in the house apart from the girl?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo-one.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cDid you pass anyone on the road back to town?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThe road was emptier, \u00a0but no one was on it going to the McGarthys house.\u00a0 Some wagon, \u00a0a man driving it.\u00a0 No one else. Nothing.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Candy looked at her thoughtfully, as though by doing so he could see right into her head and discern whether or not that was the truth, eventually he nodded and seemed satisfied in taking the action he felt he had no option but to take \u201cMiss Paloma Barrington, I am arresting you on a charge of theft and also of trying to pervert the course of justice in a former statement.\u00a0 I\u2019m also signing \u00a0a receipt for the items we are taking from this room.\u00a0 My deputy will take you to the jail, if you require a lawyer one will be assigned for you.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Paloma rolled her magnificent black eyes and then shrugged \u201cI don\u2019t know any lawyer here in this hell-hole. \u00a0 I demand that you get Ben Cartwright here\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Candy said nothing to that but nodded over to Clem who put a hand on Paloma\u2019s arm only for her to shrug it off and hiss \u201cDon\u2019t you dare put your paws on me\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cMIss Barrington, I advise you to go quietly, otherwise you\u2019ll be leaving this hotel handcuffed, and I doubt if you would prefer that\u2026would you?\u201d \u00a0Candy\u2019s calm voice cut through the seething anger that was clouding her mind, and logic prevailed, she took a shudderingly deep breath and after picking up a coat which she slipped over her shoulders, \u00a0she left the hotel room in company with the two law men.<\/p>\n

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Chapter 65<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Just over an hour later the Cartwright brothers arrived in town and dismounted outside the Sheriff\u2019s office.\u00a0 Joe looked up and down the main street and shrugged, \u201cDoesn\u2019t seem as though much has changed.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cJust how long \u00a0is it since you were here?\u201d \u00a0Adam grinned and pushed open the door just as Hiram Woods was about to pull it open from the inside.\u00a0 The three men looked at one another, smiled and shook hands \u201cWhat are you doing here, Hiram?\u201d Adam asked with twinkling eyes, \u201cMy Pa isn\u2019t in there, is he?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cThankfully not,\u201d Hiram Woods \u00a0replied and looked so stern that the smiles faded from the brother\u2019s faces, \u00a0\u201cI\u2019ve a lot to do just now, Adam, Joe.\u00a0 Give your father my regards.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

They watched him stride away and then looked at one another, grimaced and then turned back into the office where Candy was sitting at the old desk pouring over several sheets of paper with an air of concentration on his face.\u00a0 He raised his eyes at them and nodded \u201cSaw Hiram then?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYeah, what\u2019s that all about?\u201d Joe asked with a look of puzzlement still on his face as he pulled out a chair with his one good hand and sat down while Adam \u00a0located another into which he could settle.<\/p>\n

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\u201c\u201dI\u2019ve made an arrest.\u201d Candy said with rather a self satisfied air about him and he leaned back in his chair and twisted a pen round and round \u00a0between his fingers.<\/p>\n

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\u201cYou found who killed McGarthy?\u201d Adam \u00a0exclaimed and shook his head in admiration, \u201cWell done, Candy\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYeah, well done, I thought it would take longer than this,\u201d Joe grinned and smiled over at Adam before asking \u201cWell, ,who was it?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo, I\u2019ve not found out who killed McGarthy – yet – but I\u2019ve arrested Miss Barrington on charges of theft and perverting the course of justice.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cMiss Barrington?\u201d \u00a0 Adam frowned, then bit down on his bottom lip before shaking his head \u201cWhat did she steal?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI can\u2019t say too much about it, not now that Hirams involved.\u00a0 She wanted the best lawyer in town, so -\u201d Candy shrugged as though it stood to reason that Hiram would be hired for such a lady. \u00a0\u201cHow\u2019s your pa, by the way?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cHe\u2019s – er – alright, \u00a0not sure how he\u2019ll feel when he finds Miss Barringtons been put behind bars.\u201d \u00a0Adam muttered, tugging at his ear lobe.<\/p>\n

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\u201cLook, I was going to take a ride over to McGarthy\u2019s house to check out a few things.\u00a0 Care to come with me?\u201d Candy asked, looking from one to the other with a smile on his lean face.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Joe and Adam both nodded, and rose to their feet, then hesitated, Adam looked at Joe, \u201cDo you think we should introduce ourselves to Miss Barrington?\u201d Joe asked his eldest brother but Adam shook his head, under the circumstances he felt it better to let the dust settle before they even thought of doing any such thing.<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026..<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Bridie Martin watched as Clementine Hawkins neatly folded a little dress into a basket, adding to it a yellow ribbon.\u00a0 Bridie was so deep in thought that she didn\u2019t hear Clemmie\u2019s voice at first, then jolted back to awareness when she heard Dorothea\u2019s name mentioned \u201c\u2026 and she\u2019s such a thoughtful woman, you know.\u00a0 Always so kind towards me, I wouldn\u2019t like her to move out now. \u00a0 Odd really when you think of the kind of life she led before she moved back here.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI\u2019d heard stories, of course.\u201d Bridie said, \u201cBut gossip is just that, and no good comes from listening to gossip.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Clementine swallowed what she had intended to say and nodded in agreement, she sighed deeply and watched as Bridie sorted out a little bonnet to go with the dress and passed it over to her \u201cI thought this would look lovely on Mrs Devonshire\u2019s little girl.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYes, she\u2019s a pretty little thing.\u201d Bridie agreed and then sighed and started to go into a little reverie again.<\/p>\n

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\u201cIs there something troubling you, Mrs Martin? \u00a0 I\u2019ve been rattling on about my concerns regarding Dorothea, \u00a0and not given a thought to the worries \u00a0you must have on your mind.\u00a0 Being a doctors wife isn\u2019t easy, is it?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Bridie nodded \u201cNo, it has it\u2019s own problems.\u201d \u00a0she put the basket containing the dress and bonnet to one side, \u201cMrs Hawkins, have you heard anything about Mrs O\u2019Connell?\u00a0 You remember me telling you about her, the young girl Mrs Mayhew brought to me, the lass expecting the baby.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cThat\u2019s right, \u00a0a little boy wasn\u2019t it?\u201d \u00a0Clemmie smiled and nodded \u201cI heard she had left your place, and was last seen leaving town.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cSo – she left town – did you say?\u201d \u00a0Bridie shook her head and put a hand to her mouth, how many nights ago now?\u00a0 Two?\u00a0 Three? \u00a0\u201cHave you heard any more?\u00a0 I\u2019ve asked the deputy for news but they are so concerned about this murder I don\u2019t think they have even thought of poor Margaret.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWell, they wouldn\u2019t would they?\u201d Clemmie shrugged her shoulders and fluttered her eyelashes, \u201cMen, they just like to keep their focus on one thing at a time.\u00a0 Have you noticed, duckie, how they can\u2019t seem to do more than one thing at a time?\u00a0 I can remember when my \u2018Arry \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cClemmie, Mrs Hawkins, please keep to the point.\u00a0 Have you any idea where Margaret could have gone?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Clementine looked at the other woman thoughtfully and then placed a mittened hand upon Bridie\u2019s arm \u201cCared for her, didn\u2019t you?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYes, she reminded me a lot of my eldest daughter.\u201d Bridie admitted, and then smiled \u201cOddly enough, \u00a0she even looked a little like Hester Cartwright, \u00a0that lovely reddish blonde hair, and blue eyes.\u00a0 She could have been Hester\u2019s younger sister.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The older woman nodded, \u201cIt happens like that, perhaps that\u2019s why I\u2019ve got so fond of Dorothea, \u00a0as well as the fact that she\u2019s so fond of Roy Coffee you know? \u00a0 She\u2019d never do anything to hurt him, that\u2019s how I know she would never have killed that McGarthy.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She picked up another garment, and checked it over carefully for stains and marks, then finding it passable she began to smooth it out while her old face softened with memories of her own, then she sighed \u201cComing back to this young lady of yours, Margaret did you say her name was, dearie?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYes, Margaret O\u2019Connell.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI did hear tell that a young lady of that description was seen going into the house of a Mrs Jean Petrie.\u00a0 Now, Mrs Petrie is a good hearted woman, her husband drinks all their earnings away, but she works hard, keeps a clean house.\u00a0 Yes, a good hearted woman.\u00a0 She and her husband have a place down at the Bucksburn Mine \u2026 \u00a0her husband, \u00a0Willie, worked as a furnace man on the Bucksburn when Liam McGarthy owned it, \u00a0and Patrick just kept him on.\u00a0 He knows what he\u2019s doing when he\u2019s sober.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYes, but \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cBut talk goes that a young woman with a baby went to Mrs Petrie\u2019s house that night McGarthy was killed.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cShe left here that afternoon\u2026\u201d Bridie murmured, clutching at her collar nervously, \u201cshe must have walked all that way \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cOh no, she got a lift on a wagon.\u00a0 That was Bill Ramsden that told me, he saw her walking and offered her a lift.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAnd \u00a0do you know if she is still there, at Mrs Petrie\u2019s house?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI believe so, I wouldn\u2019t know for sure mind, seeing as how I haven\u2019t seen no one to talk to about her, my minds been so full of this trouble for Dorothea.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYes, of course, thank you, Clemmie, I am grateful.\u201d and with a rather vague smile Bridie left Clemmie to continue with the task of sorting out the clothing while she hurried to put on her heavy cloak and bonnet.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She was just in time to see Candy and the two Cartwrights riding out of town as she stepped out onto the sidewalk. \u00a0 Never mind, she watched them go and then smiled, at least she knew Margaret and the baby were safe. \u00a0 She glanced up at the sky, a leaden grey, with the look of an artists angry brush work sweeping across the clouds, hugged her cloak closer and walked quickly towards her home.<\/p>\n

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\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026..<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Victor Ford opened the door to the sheriff and the two Cartwrights, \u00a0he nodded a greeting and stepped aside for them to step into the house<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI expected you to come back, sheriff. \u00a0 My daughter and I have something to add to our statements.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The three men looked at the other man with varying degrees of interest, Candy felt his pulse quicken as he saw light at the end of the tunnel, \u00a0Adam felt a niggle of curioiusity and pondered on the possibility of having found the murderer, and Joe wondered where the daughter was as there was no sign of her nearby.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cCome on in, \u00a0my daughters in the kitchen preparing some coffee and biscuits.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWe\u2019d like to see the study first, Mr Ford\u2026where McGarthy was killed.\u201d Candy replied \u201cYou won\u2019t do anything rash while we\u2019re there, will you?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cLike what?\u201d Victor looked puzzled<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cLike – run?\u201d came the instant reply to which Victor laughed briefly and shook his head<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWe could have done that at any time, sheriff.\u00a0 Trust us, we\u2019ll be here.\u201d he turned to step back into the kitchen but Joe gave him the benefit of his widest grin and asked if he could have some of that coffee now as the ride had \u2018taken it out of him\u2019 which elicited a nod of sympathy from Victor who ushered him inside.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Candy looked over at Adam who nodded and rolled his eyes, then together they turned to the wide hallway, up the very ornate staircase and into the room where McGarthy was found. \u00a0 Both men stood \u00a0on the threshold and looked around them,<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cSo, \u00a0where was the body when you first saw it?\u201d Adam asked advancing into the room and looking around him cautiously.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHere, at the desk.\u00a0 He was slumped over the desk, which was, as you see it now, quite clear of anything except the ink well, and this statue.\u00a0 He bled \u00a0some, \u00a0as \u00a0you can see.\u00a0 The bullet hit him between the eyes, \u00a0he must have been seated at the time because we extracted the bullet from the back of the chair, he must have jerked back against here ..\u201d he pointed to where the leather had been torn by the bullets entry \u201cand slumped forward as a result.\u00a0 Dr Schofield said that death was instant.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam nodded, that death was instant was taken for granted, the mess on the back of the leather chair testified to that fact, \u00a0he looked at the stains on the desk \u201cThat much blood would mean \u00a0any money or papers would have blood on them.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYes, and there was some on the papers that Miss Barrington had in her possession, \u00a0as well as on the money.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHow much money did she – er – collect for herself?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201c$1,500\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam gave a low whistle, and shook his head.\u00a0 That was a lot of money and it made him wonder just how much more had been left on the desk, \u00a0perhaps she had held back from \u00a0taking the worst bloodied notes, \u00a0or just felt she had taken enough.\u00a0 He walked around the room \u00a0slowly \u201cVery smart office.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cFor a man richer and smarter than Patrick McGarthy.\u201d Candy said in reply as he walked around the desk with his eyes on the carpet. \u00a0\u201cEverythings been cleaned up \u2026 there\u2019s no mark on the carpet, \u00a0no indication of anyone having been here with him.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam was standing in front of a picture and touched it in order to straighten it up, only for it to swing away from the wall and reveal the safe. \u00a0 He called Candy over, \u00a0\u201cSeen this before at all?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo,.\u201d Candy shook his head and immediately felt guilty, he should have noticed it and he should have had it opened before now.\u00a0 He sighed \u201cWell, lets see if we can open it.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cShouldn\u2019t be too difficult, it\u2019s unlocked \u2026\u201d and Adam pulled the door open and then frowned, looked at Candy \u201cYou won\u2019t believe this\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Candy looked at his friend in bemusement \u201cWhy?\u00a0 What\u2019s wrong?\u201d \u00a0then he looked inside and raised his eyebrows \u201cOh, I see what you mean. \u00a0 That\u2019s a lot of money .\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThe question is, Candy, how did it get there? \u00a0 Someone other than the dead man put it there, surely?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWhen we came here the desk was empty, \u00a0but when Dorothy and Paloma came there was money and papers all over the desk. \u00a0 So, during the evening before we were notified of McGarthys death, someone came and tidied the money away, back into the safe.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam shrugged and \u00a0stepped away from the wall, \u201cTime for coffee?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYeah, \u00a0I guess so\u2026\u201d Candy muttered with his eyes fixed on the safe as though he couldn\u2019t believe it had been there all the time without his knowing or realising that it would have existed.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

At the time they made their way downstairs to the kitchen Bridie Martin was knocking on the door of the little house belonging to Mr and Mrs Petrie.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Chapter 66<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

A thin faced woman with lank grey hair and pale washed out blue eyes came to the door and looked rather suspiciously at Bridie who asked, rather tentatively, if she was at Mrs Petrie\u2019s home.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWho wants to know?\u201d came the immediate accusatory response to which Bridie gave her name and waited while the other woman \u00a0looked her up and down as though doubtful \u00a0of the truth of her statement \u201cDr Paul\u2019s wife?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYes, that\u2019s right.\u00a0 Are you Mrs Petrie?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cGood heavens no.\u201d the woman cried with some vehemence, \u00a0she shrugged and then stepped back \u201cYou\u2019d best come on inside.\u00a0 You\u2019ll have to excuse the mess I\u2019ve a brood of kids so nigh on impossible keeping a place clean.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Bridie nodded and looked gingerly about the small room, \u00a0the woman hadn\u2019t been wrong, the place was a mess.\u00a0 Bridie sighed, one of the things the women at the refuge had been trying to teach women was that poverty was no excuse for \u00a0filthy homes. \u00a0 But, as Bridie knew, poverty brought about its own load of time consuming problems that wealthier people had no idea about, and exhaustion from the worry also brought along problems of their own kind. \u00a0 A little girl with a dirty face came and grabbed at her skirts, looked up at her and smiled hopefully, \u00a0while in the corner a child slightly younger played with some papers, a baby was sleeping wrapped in a tatty blanket and placed in a cardboard box.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThese are your children?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAnd two more besides.\u201d \u00a0the other woman muttered folding her arms over her ample chest \u201cWhat do you want Mrs Petrie for?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cIt\u2019s really none of your business, \u00a0if you could just tell me where she lives I\u2019ll get over to see her.\u201d \u00a0Bridie replied putting on a stern countenance in order to hide her anxiety over the little family<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWell, if you\u2019re going to take on so\u2026 she lived next door with her husband.\u00a0 He was a fine fellow, worked hard I can tell you and she was a good enough woman, \u00a0always trying to help with the kids she was\u2026 nothing was too much trouble.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cExcuse me interrupting, but you keep talking about them as though they aren\u2019t there anymore.\u201d \u00a0Bridie twitched her skirts away from the little girls sticky hands and then regretted doing so, \u00a0so leaned down to pat the child on the head only to notice that the child had fleas<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWell, \u00a0they ain\u2019t are they?\u00a0 They left there oh let me see, \u00a0two days ago I reckon.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cTwo days ago? \u201c \u00a0Bridie did a quick calculation and shook her head \u201cTwo days ago \u2026 are you sure?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYes, \u00a0quite sure.\u00a0 A woman went there – one evening it was – no, tell a lie, it was late afternoon.\u00a0 She had a baby with her.\u00a0 Mrs Petrie seemed right pleased to see her, and then later on she\u2026the woman\u2026went out on the wagon with Mr Petrie, came in later.\u00a0 Next morning, they were gone.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYou \u00a0mean, they all just went \u2026 disappeared?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cIt happens all the time in this business. \u00a0 Now that the Bucksburn is closing down ..so they say anyway \u2026 lots of the men have gone off to find work elsewhere.\u00a0 Some have gone to the gold fields in Alaska, they say there\u2019s gold just waiting to be picked up there.\u201d \u00a0 she gave a slightly hollow laugh \u201cThat\u2019s a joke, ,they said the same about it here\u2026 \u201c<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cSo you didn\u2019t actually see them go?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo, \u00a0must have left during the night.\u00a0 You can go and see for yourself if you want, it isn\u2019t locked or anything \u2026 nothing to steal in there anyway.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Bridie nodded, she looked around the cramped dirty room with the litter and the filth, and mentally noted that if there had been anything in the other house worth stealing it was no doubt lost in the debris of this miserable place by now.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The other cabin showed just what a neat little place the properties were if cared for rightly, \u00a0empty of furniture though it was there were still curtains at the windows and a rug on the floor. \u00a0 On the fireplace was a white oblong glowing in the fading light from the door which drew Bridie across the room to pick it up, only to find to her delight that it was a letter addressed to herself.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She stood in the middle of the room for a moment holding the envelope in her hand and staring at the writing, \u00a0thin and spidery though it was she knew it was from Margaret O\u2019Connell, \u00a0and the fact that the girl had thought of her at this tragic time touched Bridie\u2019s heart.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

A shadow passed the door and then blocked out the daylight as someone stood in the entrance \u201cWho are you?\u00a0 What are you doing here?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Bridie turned to face a tall well built young man who stared at her with a face contorted with anger, although Bridie wasn\u2019t sure what he had to be angry about, she slipped the letter into her coat pocket \u201cI\u2019m Dr Martins wife, \u00a0I came to see Mrs Petrie.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAs you can see, she ain\u2019t here. \u00a0 You \u00a0best be getting along and keep your nose out of our affairs.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI wasn\u2019t -\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI said, get out of here -\u201d \u00a0he moved forward, the aggressively unpleasant look on his face was enough to make even Bridie\u2019s stalwart heart flutter with trepidation, she nodded \u201cI\u2019m going.\u00a0 I can see Mrs Petrie isn\u2019t here for myself, thank you. \u201c<\/p>\n

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With as much dignity as she could muster Bridie Martin walked slowly out of the little cabin and to her waiting buggy.\u00a0 She knew she had hostile eyes glaring at her but refused to look round to be further intimidated.\u00a0 Once she was settled into her buggy she flicked the reins and the horse trundled away. \u00a0 Not once did she look backwards, but she felt a sense of satisfaction nevertheless as she thought of Margaret\u2019s letter in her pocket.<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Victor Ford invited them into the room beyond the kitchen, a comfortable sitting room \u00a0with a table and some chairs nestled up close to a large window overlooking woodland which obscured any view of the road. \u00a0 Joe was already seated there chomping on some \u00a0cookies, he nodded over to the two men as they made their way to the seats to join him<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cFind anything interesting?\u201d was his first enquiry and raised his eyebrows questioningly.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHave you?\u201d Adam replied rather curtly as he set his hat down by the table<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWas I supposed to? \u201c Joe grinned in mock surprise and gave Adam a wink just as Victor re-entered the room carrying a tray loaded with coffee pot and all that was needed for their refreshment.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Having set it down on the table he poured out the coffee and then sat down on the spare seat, glanced at them and bowed his head as though deep in thought.\u00a0 Candy cleared his throat and then asked him what it was he felt he needed to add to his statement.<\/p>\n

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\u201cIt\u2019s hard to know where to begin\u2026 well, yes, I know where to begin and that is to ask you to forget what was said earlier, to wipe the slate clean, so that I can tell you exactly what happened and why -\u201d \u00a0he drew in a deep breath and looked at Candy directly before releasing it again \u201cwhy I only gave you the information that I did at the time.\u00a0 Believe me, what I did say was the truth, but with certain persons omitted from the events\u201d<\/p>\n

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Candy shook his head slowly and felt a degree of discomfort niggle at the pit of his stomach \u201cMr Ford, I could arrest you now simply for withholding information\u2026 this is a murder enquiry, and you could have seriously impeded my work in finding the murderer.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Mr Fords lips twisted into a semblance of a smile, although his eyes remained grave, he then shook his head \u201cI would never shield anyone who had taken another persons life, even someone as despicable as McGarthy.\u00a0 As it was, I was thinking of the protection of others at the time although I knew it was only a matter of hours before I would be telling you what I know.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Candy sighed and drew out his notebook, a pencil and put on a sombre face \u201cI trust that this version will be the truth?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYes, \u00a0there\u2019s no one to protect now and little point in worrying about our own situation, that\u2019s really in your hands.\u00a0 I\u2018m \u00a0trusting my own instincts in hoping you to be a man of discernment and fairness, \u00a0sheriff.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWe\u2019ll see about that, shall we?\u201d \u00a0Candy replied in his most official tone of voice which made Joe look out of the window with amusement and Adam stare rather anxiously at the coffee pot.<\/p>\n

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\u201cI need to explain things, otherwise – well – it would be difficult for you to understand completely you see?\u201d \u00a0he stroked his chin, and put a finger to his temple as though by doing so he would remember more clearly what had to be said.\u00a0 He was a handsome man, slim of build with deep set hazel eyes and a well defined aquiline nose, \u00a0the more they observed him the less likely it seemed that he could be the killer of Patrick McGarthy.<\/p>\n

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\u201cWe came here as I told you, from Portland, Maine.\u00a0 I owned a restaurant there and came here to work for Liam McGarthy.\u00a0 I came with my wife and daughter, my other children and family had died, my wife was ill.\u201d \u00a0he paused and frowned, \u00a0just when the patience of the other three men was beginning to wane he began to speak again. \u201cMy wife was very closely involved with a lady who used to visit Liam McGarthy.\u00a0 Clandestine visits you understand?\u00a0 My wife befriended this lady and for some time she \u2018handled\u2019 the visits this lady made to Liam with great tact and discretion. \u00a0 I doubt if anyone really knew the nature of this lady\u2019s relationship with Liam\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWho exactly are you talking about, Mr Ford?\u00a0 Does this lady have a name?\u201d Candy asked politely although he had someone in mind anyway, certainly Adam and Joe did although they remained blank faced as they sat there drinking their coffee<\/p>\n

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\u201cWe knew her then as Dorothea Armstrong, \u00a0but I believe she calls herself Dorothy Tennant now.\u201d<\/p>\n

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The three men nodded, sipped more coffee and waited for him to continue, Candy was getting a crick in the neck and Joe was getting pins and needles in his leg but no one spoke until Victor apologised and spoke again<\/p>\n

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\u201cThings went wrong \u00a0between Miss Armstrong and Liam, \u00a0as \u00a0you know, this matter of the Ponderosa which was an obsession of Liam\u2019s, \u00a0and as a result she withdrew from him.\u00a0 My wife\u2019s illness worsened, she never did improve anyway, just got worse, \u00a0Dorothea was a true friend to her, to us \u2026 she would come when Liam was out to give us whatever help she could, she was a true friend.\u00a0 But, my wife died shortly before Liam was arrested and my daughter, Jenny became ill with a brain fever, very ill. Dr Martin was surprised that she had survived.\u00a0 But she did, except that it left her \u2026 not quite right.\u201d \u00a0he paused and glanced over to the door obviously in the hope that she was not lingering nearby to overhear him.<\/p>\n

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\u201cYou see her as an attractive young woman, which she is, and she can converse easily enough so long as the conversation isn\u2019t too complicated.\u00a0 But \u2026 \u00a0but \u2026 \u00a0it\u2019s very hard to explain,\u201d he looked at the three of them as though in an attempt to gauge their depths of compassion, of comprehension, he must have felt sufficiently satisfied for he continued \u201cfor example, if I ask her to make biscuits she will make mountains of them until I tell her to stop.\u00a0 If I ask her to clean a room she will do so continually until I tell her she can go on and do something else\u2026 do you understand what I mean?\u201d<\/p>\n

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They nodded, \u00a0the words explained something but believing the concept was harder, so they each decided to say nothing and let him continue speaking. Joe had a mental picture of a wind \u00a0up toy that just kept doing something until it wound down, Adam was wondering just how thorough her cleaning up would go and Candy just wished the man would \u2018get on \u00a0with it.\u2019<\/p>\n

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\u201cComing to the night of the murder \u2026 \u201c Victor cleared his throat, swallowed more coffee, licked his lips \u201cWe had visitors, a man whom we had known a while, he worked at the mines for Liam years back, had been his foreman until Liam\u2019s death.\u00a0 He had a young friend with him, someone Jenny had got to know being that they were of similar age. \u00a0 As it happened Jenny had things to do \u00a0upstairs, so while the food was cooking she excused herself and went to finish cleaning one of the bedrooms . \u00a0 She was gone some while so I stepped into the foyer and as I did so, I heard the back door open.\u00a0 It\u2019s hard to hear the sound of vehicles arriving at the back door so I was somewhat surprised as I knew the workmen had already left for the day. \u00a0 I drew back a little and there she was, just like all those times before, Miss Dorothea Armstrong\u2026 I mean \u2026 Tennant. \u00a0 She didn\u2019t see me, her face was stern, worried, I could sense that she was very nervous, highly strung you know? \u00a0 \u00a0She went upstairs and hesitated, \u00a0I was at the bottom of the stairs looking up and saw her suddenly dart into another room, \u00a0which I thought strange as it was some distance from McGarthy\u2019s study.\u00a0 I had assumed it was he whom she was visiting so I hurried up stairs myself, \u00a0I saw the door of a room was slightly open and I was about to knock to see if all was well when I heard voices from Patricks study.<\/p>\n

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\u201cThat caught me by surprise as I had not been aware of anyone being in the house apart from Mr McGarthy.\u00a0 As I said before when the door to our part of the house is closed one can\u2019t hear a thing.\u00a0 At first I wondered if Jenny had inadvertently gone in while he was busy, \u00a0interrupted him you see? \u00a0 But then I could see her reflection in a mirror, in the far room, still cleaning.\u00a0 I realised then that Miss Armstrong \u2026I mean \u2026 Tennant must have heard the voices as well, and as I was thinking of going to get Jenny there was a gun shot.<\/p>\n

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\u201cPerhaps I was wrong in what I did next but my main concern is, and always will be, my daughter\u2019s safety.\u00a0 I almost ran to the room where Jenny was, \u00a0hoping that she hadn\u2019t \u00a0heard or been affected, by the sound of a gun shot ? You can\u2018t begin to imagine what I was thinking, fearing\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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He shook his head, drank a little more coffee, Joe fidgeted, the pins and needles had travelled to his other leg now and he glanced over at his brother who sat with a poker face while Candy was scribbling on his note pad.<\/p>\n

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\u201cI\u2019m not sure what happened in those few minutes while I was making sure Jenny was alright, she had heard nothing, happy in her own little world.\u00a0 I peered out of the door and saw Miss – Tennant – come from the room in which she had hidden.\u00a0 She hurried to the study and just stood there, I saw her kind of reel back as though in shock, she staggered out, leaned against the wall and seemed unsure as to what to do.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYou didn\u2019t think of going to help her?\u201d Candy asked<\/p>\n

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\u201cNo. \u00a0 I mean, \u00a0when I saw her going towards the study I went to stop her, after all, the killer could have been there still, but then she had no sooner reached the room than she stepped back out again.\u00a0 It occurred to me that as \u00a0she had arrived secretively, she had reasons for that so I didn\u2019t feel I had the right to \u00a0involve myself in her life except as a bystander\u2026 it seems nonsensical now I suppose, but my main worry was about myself and Jenny, and I didn\u2019t know who had been killed, or if the killer, if it were not Patrick, was still in the house.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWhat did Miss Tennant do then?\u00a0 Did she leave?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYes, \u00a0she straightened up and after a quick look around almost ran down the stairs. The back door closed. \u00a0 Looking out of the window \u00a0from the room we were in I saw her buggy leave the premises. \u201c he gave a vague smile \u201cshe had left the vehicle in the exact spot she always used when visiting Mr Liam.\u201d \u00a0he frowned then and shook his head as though he himself was in a state of disbelief \u201cWhen she went downstairs I fully expected her to knock on the door to our apartment, \u00a0to ask for my \u00a0help after all she knew I was still there and she could have been guarantee\u2019d all the help I could give her, but no, she left the house.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWhat happened next?\u201d Candy asked in the hope of diverting Victor from wandering down nostalgia\u2019s rosy path, \u201cDid you see anything else?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI told Jenny to finish her cleaning and go and attend to our guests, then as soon as she had reached the foyer, I went into the study, and saw Patrick, there was no doubt that he was dead but I went to check his pulse anyway, which was stupid, but I was shocked, I didn\u2019t really know what to think to be honest.\u00a0 I was wondering what to do, confused by the amount of money on the desk, all the papers\u2026 wondering also where the killer could have been, was he still in the house?\u00a0 Was Jenny in danger?\u00a0 Then there was a knock on the door, well, Jenny knows it is one of her duties to answer and respond to anyone who called there so she went off and the woman who had visited Patrick before was there, she was an arrogant woman, \u00a0swept past Jenny and up the stairs.<\/p>\n

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\u201cI suppose I should have just stepped forward and stopped her entering the room, explained what had happened, thinking back on it now, I suppose there are quite a few things I should have done but neglected to do. \u00a0 I hid behind the door, \u00a0she couldn\u2019t see me, and as soon as she had stepped inside I was able to leave the room, \u00a0I knew I\u2019d have enough time, seeing a dead body does tend to concentrate the mind for a while.\u00a0 When she came down again, she looked very cool and just sailed out of the house.\u00a0 She had been there oh, barely five minutes.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWas she carrying anything in her hands other than what she had when she entered the house?\u201d Candy now asked looking at Victor very directly and the man nodded<\/p>\n

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\u201cYes, \u00a0she had papers in her hand, she was rolling them into a scroll as she crossed from the stairs.\u00a0 I remembered that Patrick had money and papers on the desk \u2026 \u00a0it occurred to me that she may have taken more than some papers, the money was in rolls, she could easily have taken some.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWhat about Miss Tennant, couldn\u2019t she have taken some as well?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNo, she didn\u2019t go into the room.\u201d \u00a0 he paused and turned as his daughter came and joined them, carrying a platter with more biscuits which she placed on the table with a sweet smile at them all.<\/p>\n

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\u201cI made more cookies as well, father, shall I bring them in for the gentlemen?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNo, dear, it\u2019s alright, we have enough now.\u00a0 You don\u2019t need to make any more.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cMore coffee then?\u201d she looked at them with that same shy smile but they shook their heads, murmured their thanks, \u00a0and Victor said she could go into her room and read her book .<\/p>\n

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They were silent until the door closed upon her, \u00a0then Candy said \u201cShe wouldn\u2019t kill anyone?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWell, \u00a0if she knew how to handle a gun, and I told her to do so, yes, she would I suppose.\u00a0 Or if she was in fear of her life, perhaps that would prompt her to act to defend herself\u2026 \u201c<\/p>\n

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\u201cI see.\u201d \u00a0Candy nodded, he didn\u2019t see, \u00a0such things were totally foreign to his conception, but he could accept what he was told and jotted down some words on his notebook. \u00a0\u201cWhat happened to the money and papers on the desk?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI told Mr Petrie what had happened and asked him if he would go to the sheriff and notify you.\u00a0 The young girl who was with him, Margaret her name, was horrified, \u00a0she fainted right there and then and we had to spend a while to bring her round.\u00a0 It upset Jenny \u2026\u201d he tightened his lips and then shrugged \u201cMr Petrie helped me carry the girl to the wagon and promised to go to town and tell the sheriff what had happened as soon as the girl could be safely left at his house with his wife. Poor little thing, she looked as though a breeze would knock her over.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Again he paused a moment before continuing \u00a0\u201cI realised that the place would soon be full of people, because you would have been informed, and the doctor and who knows who else\u2026 that money would have been a great temptation , I mean, there were a lot of bank rolls there.\u00a0 I went up and put it all in the safe.\u00a0 Everything. \u00a0 You see, I had to think of the men and women who have worked in the Bucksburn Mines for so long, that money was all that they had, in the way of wages you understand. Patrick was – well – that was all that he possessed and if people came along and took it, \u00a0it would have meant people being laid off with nothing, nothing to provide for them.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWhy didn\u2019t you mention \u00a0all this before?\u201d \u00a0Candy now asked with a long sigh as he closed his notebook and looked sternly at Victor<\/p>\n

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\u201cNo one asked about it, I thought to say but then worried about Miss Tennant\u2026 the other woman, well, I felt she could fend for herself, but Miss Tennant, she\u2019s always been rather a vulnerable lady, if you know what I mean.\u201d \u00a0he sat for a while with his hands clasped together in his lap and a sad look on his face, \u00a0\u201cI realise I did wrong, \u00a0but didn\u2019t really know what to do to get myself out of the situation. I had Jenny to think about too, \u00a0as well as Miss Tennant.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cSo – you didn\u2019t see anyone at all with Patrick in the study?\u201d Candy reiterated and got a shake of the head in response, \u00a0\u201cNo idea whether it was a man or a woman?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cPatricks voice was loudest, he was shouting at times, the other voice was quieter, I thought it was a man, I heard nothing though after the gun shot. \u201c<\/p>\n

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\u201cWould it have been possible for Mr Petrie to have gone upstairs, confronted Patrick and shot him, gone back down again?\u00a0 Without you realising?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI thought about it long and hard while I was waiting for you to come \u2026 \u00a0but no, \u00a0there was no possibility of that, \u00a0whoever was in the study had been there before Dorothy arrived, \u00a0and Mr Petrie and Margaret had been in our kitchen a good half hour before that, \u00a0they were always in my sight, \u00a0and had he sneaked upstairs for any reason I would have known.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Chapter 67<\/p>\n

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There are times when information appears so implausible that it screams out that it is unbelievable, yet the sincerity of the speaker compelled his listeners to accept everything that he said without doubt of its truthfulness.\u00a0 Candy sighed and stared at his notes<\/p>\n

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\u201cDid you take any of the money, Mr Ford?\u00a0 I mean, \u00a0you\u2019re living here with Jenny, you need money to survive; \u00a0how long do you intend staying here, after all, your employer\u2019s dead – surely there\u2019s somewhere else you can go?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI wouldn\u2019t touch that money, sheriff.\u00a0 I have no right to it, and to be honest, some of Mr Patrick\u2019s dealings were far from scrupulous. \u00a0 No, I couldn\u2019t touch it.\u00a0 At the moment I have my own funds to provide for us, while we are here we have a roof over our heads and some kind of home.\u00a0 I am sure the lawyer dealing with the McGarthy estate will tell us when to vacate the premises but until then we\u2019ll remain here.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Candy nodded and stood up, \u201cAnd \u00a0you really didn\u2019t touch the money?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cOnly to put it into the safe \u2026 the lawyer will find it all there apart from any that the – er – woman took. \u201c<\/p>\n

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Candy nodded and picked up his hat, Joe and Adam followed his example and after thanking Victor for his help they left the premises.<\/p>\n

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\u201cDo you believe him?\u201d Adam asked Candy as they walked casually over to the horses.<\/p>\n

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\u201cYes, I do.\u00a0 There was something so strange about his story that I felt it had to be true.\u00a0 I can even understand why he wouldn\u2019t tell us the truth in the beginning.\u201d Candy replied as he slipped his foot into the stirrup.<\/p>\n

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\u201cBecause of Dorothy?\u201d \u00a0Joe murmured and Candy smiled, and nodded, \u201cYes,\u201d he said, \u201c I think it had a lot to do with Dorothy.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWhat about this man, Petrie?\u201d \u00a0Adam asked a little later as they headed towards town, \u00a0\u201cWhy would he be there?\u00a0 Why take Mrs O\u2019Connell, who, according to Bridie, could barely put two feet in front of her without falling over.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cFirst thing to do is find out who he is, and where he lives.\u201d Candy muttered and looked ahead of him as the town began to emerge, \u201cThe advantage of having deputies is that I can get them to do the leg work for me.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cMaybe check if any of that money has been spent in the local stores\u2026\u201d Joe suggested, \u201cJust in case Mr Victor Ford isn\u2019t as honest as we are assuming him to be.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Candy gave a tight smile and a nod of the head \u201cI had thought of that, Joe, \u00a0sadly the one thing I do know is that a good lawman doesn\u2019t assume anything unless it\u2019s been well checked out first.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWell, \u201c Adam sighed \u201cI think I rather like the idea of chasing a few cows just about now, \u00a0anything rather than think about this murder any longer. \u00a0 Apart from which I need to get the mail, and order some more fencing.\u00a0 What about you, Joe, coming with me?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cOnly as far as the Bucket of Blood, brother.\u201d Joe grinned and winked over at Candy who gave them a nod before riding onwards towards his office.<\/p>\n

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Joe and Adam didn\u2019t spend too much time collecting the mail, of which there was little, and in ordering the fencing only to be told that they would need to wait for delivery. The Bucket of Blood was their last destination before heading home to \u2018chase some cows\u2019 as Adam put it, and as they pushed the doors open Harvey Miller and Duncan Fellowes elbowed their way past them. \u00a0 \u00a0 It was Fellowes who grabbed at the door to stop it closing \u201cHey, Cartwright, you found out yet who killed our boss?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI\u2019m not the sheriff, you should go and ask him?\u201d Adam replied without turning his head but continuing on his way to the counter where Solomon was \u00a0polishing some glasses in the time honoured manner of all good bar tenders.<\/p>\n

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\u201cThe sooner you find out who did it the sooner we can get to work\u2026on hanging him\u201d<\/p>\n

Fellowes yelled<\/p>\n

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\u201cOr her\u2026\u201d Miller added, the words swallowed up in a cackle of laughter.<\/p>\n

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\u201cYeah, been some time since we saw a woman hanged around here.\u201d Fellowes \u00a0guffawed and flung his arm around Millers shoulders whereupon they both continued to \u00a0stumble out into the street.<\/p>\n

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Solomon sighed and shook his head \u201cBeen here since early morning.\u00a0 Doing nothing but drinking and causing trouble.\u201d \u00a0 he smiled at Adam and Joe \u201cWhat can I get you both?\u201d<\/p>\n

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No sooner was the beer poured and the glasses pushed over to them, than Daniel deQuille appeared behind them, \u00a0he ordered a beer for himself and followed the brothers to their table, \u00a0\u201cWell, boys, \u00a0any further developments?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cBest go and ask the sheriff.\u201d Joe drawled and raised his glass to his lips, took a long sip and licked his lips.<\/p>\n

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\u201cI don\u2019t think Sheriff Canady actually likes talking to the press.\u201d Dan lamented.<\/p>\n

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\u201cOh, I thought he was very generous to you the other day, he allowed you to come with us to the McGarthy place and listen in on some interviews.\u201d Adam said quietly looking at the thin faced journalist with rather a narrow eye<\/p>\n

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Daniel shook his head, drank some of the beer and then smoothed down his beard, which he preferred to wear long, \u201cHe was humouring me, same as you were, Adam.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam shrugged \u201cAll the same you tagged along and seemed happy enough with what you heard.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Dan nodded and leaned forward \u201cI found out a lot about that Victor Ford and his daughter, Jenny.\u00a0 They moved there some years back, \u00a0he had his wife with him then.\u00a0 She was quite ill\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam raised a hand and shook his head \u201cNot for us to know, Dan.\u00a0 Best you go and tell Candy.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Dan sighed and shook his head \u201cTime was when you two were far more amenable \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cReally?\u201d Adam frowned \u201cHow far back in time was that?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Joe grinned and slapped Dan on the arm, \u201cAdams right, though, Dan.\u00a0 If you have any information that may help the sheriff, you should tell him, not us.\u201d<\/p>\n

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The two brothers looked at one another, Dan would have said they looked smug, and it irked him. \u00a0\u201cLook, \u00a0you know the woman Candy\u2019s got in prison?\u00a0 She\u2019s an old friend of your fathers.\u00a0 How\u2019s it going to \u00a0look when that gets known about town?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cDaniel, get your facts right before you print them otherwise my Pa will sue you from one end of the territory to the next\u201d Joe said quietly and rose to his feet, \u201cYou coming, Adam?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam nodded, drained his glass dry and picked up his hat. \u00a0\u201cSee you around sometime, Dan.\u201d<\/p>\n

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DeQuille leaned back and watched the two Cartwrights leave the saloon, the bat wings swung back and forth, \u00a0well he had never had such a friendly farewell from Adam Cartwright before and he smiled slowly, something was on the mans mind that was obvious, something that he thought he, Daniel, could tell him just a little more about, \u00a0and with that thought in mind deQuille sat back to enjoy his drink at a more leisurely pace.<\/p>\n

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In her private sitting room with the tea pot stewing and fruit cake ready sliced, Bridie Martin began to smooth out the crumpled piece of paper that Margaret O\u2019Connell had used to write her letter.\u00a0 The writing was small and cramped as though Margaret had wanted to use every inch of space available.\u00a0 As soon as she had read the letter Bridie knew there was only one thing she should do, after she had shown Paul of course, and that was to take it to the sheriff.<\/p>\n

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\u201cHey, Adam\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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The salutation came from \u00a0a tall man with a receding hair line and a genial smile, \u00a0he approached Adam with a twinkling eyes \u201cHow\u2019s your Pa today?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam narrowed his eyes \u201cMy Pa?\u00a0 Well, last I saw of him he was decidedly out of sorts.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Frank Rawlins of the Silver Dollar Mining Consortium laughed heartily, he threw back his head and guffawed aloud which rather irritated the Cartwright brothers who wondered if it were at the expense of their father.\u00a0 Cartwright pride was rattled, \u00a0they both raised their chins and looked at the other man warily, finally Frank sobered down and slapped Adam on the arm \u201cTell that old pirate that he won the wager and the money will be in his account any minute now.\u00a0 In fact I\u2019m on my way over to Weems to see about it now.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWhat wager?\u201d Joe \u00a0asked, his hazel eyes sparking green and his lips thinned.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cOh, some thing your Pa and I wrangled over last night.\u00a0 Ben wasn\u2019t in the best of moods when his appointment with a certain lady was interrupted by the sheriff, \u00a0and he was further annoyed when the said lady flounced off to her rooms rather than continue with her appointment with him, \u00a0so he was at a bit of a loose end and came round to my office to see how things were going at the Silver Dollar.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam and Joe smiled and nodded, \u00a0as one can imagine both of them were feeling a huge measure of relief at the knowledge that their father had not been further involved with Paloma Barrington, \u00a0\u201cSo, how are things going at the Silver Dollar, Frank?\u201d \u00a0Adam asked as though it was the most important thing uppermost in his mind just then.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cDoing a lot better than some, but then we could afford to inject a lot of money in updating our machinery and paying top dollar for our men.\u201d he frowned \u201cToo bad about Patrick McGarthy, but the man was a fool.\u00a0 Liam was always worried that he would end up ruining the company, and he has, well, more or less.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cSeeing how he\u2019s dead it hardly matters what you say, Frank.\u201d Joe muttered, and raised his eyebrows.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cTrue enough, anyway, just tell your pa what I said\u2026he\u2019ll know what I mean.\u201d and Frank tapped the side of his nose and then walked off, whistling to himself.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam frowned and then glanced back at Rawlins, before he looked at Joe with wide eyes \u201cPa was whistling that tune last night when he got home.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAw, Adam\u2026.\u201d younger brother protested, \u201cMy heads spinning enough as it is\u2026 I can\u2019t be doing with another mystery to solve.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Ben Cartwright stood between two of his daughters in law in the yard of the Ponderosa\u2019s main ranch house.\u00a0 They were quite silent as they gazed upon the now completed building with the paintwork gleaming, the shingles on the roof facing bravely up to the elements, the wooden planks that formed the walls golden and smelling sweetly, headily, new in the autumnal air.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWell now, \u00a0finished at last.\u201d \u00a0Ben sighed and nodded \u201cShe looks good , doesn\u2019t she?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAlmost like the original.\u201d Olivia leaned her head at an angle in order to get a better view of the chimney, \u201cA pity we couldn\u2019t save Marie\u2019s roses.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWe can get some more though,\u201d Hester said and slipped her arm through her father in laws, \u201cIf you would like that, Pa?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Ben just smiled and said nothing but patted Hester\u2019s hand and continued to stare in silence at the house. \u00a0\u201cLets go inside.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Like three naughty children they hurried to the porch, stepped upon it and paused while Ben opened the door.\u00a0 For a moment he hesitated, it felt strange, all the times he had walked through the door during the repair work and he hadn\u2019t realised how different things \u2018felt\u2019.\u00a0 Yes, it all looked the same, but it was so new, the boards of the porch lacked that gentle bowing and bounce that meant he could recognise his families footsteps as they approached the door; \u00a0then again the door itself was so new, and it didn\u2019t have all the marks that knives, bullets and arrows had created over the years (carefully repaired and patched over subsequently), \u00a0the smooth wood of the new door gleamed at him and felt unwelcoming.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

He steeled himself and followed Olivia and Hester indoors. \u00a0 All the workmen had gone, the room was clean and ready for the furniture to be put in place.\u00a0 The fire was burning brightly in the hearth, and the chimney stack which had been untouched by the explosion all those weeks before, seemed like an old friend .\u00a0 It was the heart of the house, \u00a0and Ben smiled his rugged generous smile and nodded \u201cHow soon do we move in?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWe can start moving things in now\u2026\u201d Olivia said with a smile, \u201cHop Sing is already arranging everything in the kitchen, I think he intends to be sleeping here tonight.\u00a0 He can\u2019t wait to cook the first family meal here again.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Ben nodded, \u00a0he had heard some clanking and banging, it sounded comfortingly familiar. \u00a0\u201cHester, do you think Hoss will be well enough to be moved here soon?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cPaul thinks so\u2026.\u201d Hester said as she stood before the fire with her hands held before the flames, \u00a0\u201cPerhaps in a few more days.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWe should have it all ready by then.\u201d Olivia turned to Ben, \u201cIs it alright, Pa?\u00a0 Is it how you want it to be?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

He looked at her fondly and smiled \u2026 well, how did he want it to be?\u00a0 A room full of ghosts, memories, of times gone by \u2026 a pretty woman in a pink silk dress dancing with him while two little boys laughed and clapped their hands and a lanky lad with a mop of black curls strummed a tune from his guitar; \u00a0a baby toddling across the room trailing a hobby horse behind him; \u00a0oh everything he wanted was in his head, in his heart\u2026 this was a shadow of what had been, but it was home.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Chapter 68<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

In all honesty Candy\u2019s heart sank when Bridie Martin came into the office looking concerned and flustered, Clem and Watts exchanged a look and continued with their work while Candy rose to his feet politely and gestured to the vacant chair \u201cPlease sit down, Mrs Martin, is this about your missing young lady?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI suppose it is\u2026 \u00a0I wanted to show you this letter, it was left in the home of a Mr and Mrs Petrie by Mrs O\u2019Connell.\u00a0 I never even knew Mr and Mrs Petrie existed before this afternoon when Mrs Hawkins mentioned them, and so when \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cSlow down now, \u00a0Bridie.\u201d \u00a0Candy raised a hand and gave her the benefit of one of his charming smiles \u201cSlow just a little and explain what happened. \u201c<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Taking a deep gulp of air Bridie explained everything from beginning to end, by the time she had finished and handed Candy the letter Clem had poured out some coffee for her, and both deputies were standing by the desk waiting for Candy to read the letter and reveal its contents to them.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She picked up the cup and then put it down again \u201cShe didn\u2019t kill him, Candy\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWell, we\u2019ll see shall we?\u201d \u00a0Candy murmured and smoothed out the paper.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

It was written in small neat writing, cramped close together so Candy had to narrow his eyes a little to read what was there.\u00a0 Occasionally he glanced up and looked at Bridie\u2019s anxious face as she watched him so attentively \u00a0that he felt uncomfortable.<\/p>\n

He nodded now and again, and his face grew grave as he read its contents:<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cDear Mrs Martin<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

I want to thank you so much for all you have done for me and my baby. We would have died had it not been for you and your husband, and Mrs Treveleyn. You must think me very ungrateful for leaving you so suddenly and I am sorry for that, but I just couldn\u2019t stay any longer, not with all the hate that I was feeling for McGarthy.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Please don\u2019t be worried about me, when you receive this letter I shall be on board ship bound for Ireland. That\u2019s where my husbands family are and where his son should be. I am calling him Paul after your dear husband.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Before I go I want to tell you what has happened \u2026any why I left without letting you know. It was all very spur of the moment really but I told you before that my husband was a qualified engineer and he knew what he was doing, Mrs Martin. He told McGarthy that he was putting peoples lives in danger, and then within the next few days he was dead, they said it was his fault but my husband would never have made the mistake they said, he was too well qualified.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Mr and Mrs Petrie have always been very kind, and he knows a lot about mining, he said my husband was innocent and that he knew the man responsible for the accident was a man called Buckley. Well, of course Buckleys’ dead now, but McGarthy is still alive. I knew Mr and Mrs Petrie were planning on leaving the Bucksburn any day, they had employment elsewhere but they were such good friends, Mrs Martin, I was sure that they would help me get the money I needed to get home. When I went to them this evening Mr Petrie said he knew where I could get the money I needed for Ireland as compensation for my husband.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Mr Petrie said he would go to McGarthy and tell him that he knew all about his murders, about my husband and Sam Mayhew. I was still burning with hate for the man, but Mrs Petrie said that hate would only hurt me if I kept letting it, she said that if I left it to her husband I was be happier in the long run. I didn’t believe her, Mrs Martin \u2026why should McGarthy get away with everything. The law isn’t interested, there’s no justice, none at all. But Mr Petrie was so confident, Mrs Martin, and all the way to the house he told me what he was going to say, and how it was so much better to get the money and take little Paul to Ireland. I suppose I was so tired, so weary of it all, that I found myself thinking of home, of Paul growing up like his father, and then Mr Ford and Jenny were so welcoming, so kind.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

I knew Jenny Ford, she is a sweet girl and her father was an old friend of Mr Petries. He listened to what I had to tell him and said the same as Mrs Petrie, he said nothing good grew from bitter soil and if I wanted Paul to grow up an honourable man, I should take him away from here and leave McGarthy to the law. while we had something to drink Mr Ford went to get Jenny who was working in the rooms upstairs.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

We waited a while in the kitchen, and then Mr Ford came and told us that Mc was dead, murdered. Someone had shot him. We had been so happy thinking we were going to be free of it all, and now this \u2026 we hadn\u2019t even heard the gunshot \u2026 Mrs Martin, I was so frightened that people would have seen us going there and think I had killed him. But I didn\u2019t, I swear to God I didn\u2019t.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Jenny was upset to see me crying, and asked her father to help us, which he did, bless him. He had a tin box with his wages and savings in it, and gave me enough money from it to get to Ireland. He said it was for the baby, for my husband whom he had known briefly but had respected. I shall never be able to thank him enough for his generosity.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

We left quickly and as soon as we got home it seemed we were leaving the Bucksburn and so I asked Mr Petrie if I could just write this letter to you\u2026 I didn\u2019t kill him, nor did Mr Petrie or the Fords, whom I shall pray for every day of my life, along with you \u2026God bless you, dear Mrs Martin.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Candy put the letter down and then looked over at Bridie, \u00a0\u201cWell, at least now you know where your little bird has flown to, \u00a0she should be safe in Ireland \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cSafe?\u00a0 Are \u00a0you thinking that she could have killed McGarthy, despite her letter?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo, nothing of the kind. \u00a0 I just meant that she doesn\u2019t have to be troubled by all the problems here. \u00a0 So, \u00a0Buckley was responsible for Mr O\u2019Connell\u2019s death, well, that doesn\u2019t really surprise me.\u00a0 A pity this Mr Petrie didn\u2019t stay longer, \u00a0he may have been able to tell us a lot more. \u201c<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI suppose if I\u2019d had my wits about me I would have gone to the Bucksburn and tried to locate her there, but it never occurred to me to do so.\u201d Bridie rose to her feet and pulled her shawl closer around her, \u201cShe was a good girl, Candy.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Candy nodded and stood up, he handed over the letter to her \u201cThank you for bringing this in, Bridie.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

They watched her leave and close the door then looked at one another \u00a0\u201cWell,\u201d Clem said \u201cWhere does that leave us?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo further forward,\u201d Watts muttered \u201cAll we can say is that we can cross her off our list of suspects, I suppose.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Candy sat down again and picked up a sheaf of statements, one by one he glanced over them and finally nodded \u201cEvery statement that refers to sounds coming from the kitchen or servants area testifies to them being there at the time of the killing.\u00a0 I suppose we could cross her off, \u00a0but it would have been much better if we could have had her in here to talk to before she skedaddled off \u00a0to Ireland.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Clem was about to speak when the door opened, Hiram paused in the threshold a moment and then nodded to the three men \u201cI\u2019ve a cable from Silas Barrington, \u00a0he wants to pay bail for his sister\u2019s release.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHe does?\u201d \u00a0Candy raised his eyebrows \u201cShe\u2019s a suspect for McGarthy\u2019s murder, Hiram.\u00a0 I\u2019d rather have her here than free on bail. I just don\u2019t trust her enough to accept bail.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWell, \u00a0I\u2019m here to pay $2000 \u00a0for her release, Candy.\u201d \u00a0he smiled, then stroked his beard as though contemplating the matter \u201cI sympathise with your sentiments, all of them, but legally I have to present you with the option of bail.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWill you take on the responsibility for her?\u00a0 I stress again that she\u2019s more than likely to be on board the next stage or train out of here than stay in town.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Hiram nodded \u201cVery well.\u00a0 I take it bail is refused\u2026\u201d \u00a0he shrugged, \u201cI had better inform my client of the latest proceedings. I think her brother will be arriving in Virginia City shortly so don\u2019t be surprised if he comes in demanding his sisters release.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cFor heavens sake, Hiram the woman was about ready to run off with $1500 that she had stolen from McGarthy\u2019s desk, and share certificates \u2026 \u201c<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cBut she didn\u2019t kill him\u2026\u201d Hiram raised an eyebrow and met Candy\u2019s blue eyes without wavering.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Candy thought of the statements from Victor Ford, from Dorothy and Paloma herself, \u00a0as Hiram strolled casually to the cell block he brought all the paperwork together again and forced himself to concentrate and to try and find some clue, some loop hole, anything that would indicate the guilty.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Paloma \u00a0stood up like some ancient Queen about to face martyrdom.\u00a0 Hiram had to admit she was extremely attractive but he was long in the tooth and well experienced in dealing with women like her.\u00a0 He approached the bars of the cell with Clem standing close by, \u201cMiss Barrington, \u00a0I thought you would like to be kept informed as to how your case is proceeding.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThere is no case, \u00a0there is nothing at all that these people can level against me.\u00a0 Murder?\u00a0 Me?\u00a0 Kill McGarthy\u2026ridiculous.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThey haven\u2019t arrested you for murder, Miss Barrington, \u00a0but for theft, even if the man is dead, you stole from his estate.\u00a0 You don\u2019t seem to realise the seriousness of what you did, considering that the man had just been murdered. \u00a0 You took the money before his body had even gone cold.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She sighed heavily and shook her head, \u201cIt may seem wrong in your eyes, which surprises me as most legal men like \u00a0yourself have long ceased from feeling sentimental, but he owed me that money, and those share certificates were ours, legally ours.\u00a0 You don\u2019t seem to want to understand, sir, that I and my brother had a right to what I took.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYou can\u2019t keep saying you took the money, it only confirms that \u2026 you did.\u201d Hiram sighed, and shook his head, \u201cYour brother has sent word, he is travelling here to post bail for you.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cCan\u2019t you do that for me?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI have already tried to do so, but the sheriff doesn\u2019t feel you are trustworthy.\u00a0 I\u2019m inclined to agree.\u201d \u00a0Hiram nodded, \u201cAs soon as your brother arrives I shall bring him to see you.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She looked puzzled, confused.\u00a0 So much so that she couldn\u2019t think of a word to say, but watched him leave with her head inclined to one side and a blank look of puzzlement on her face.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Chapter 69<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

It was something of a relief to get back home and find \u00a0Ben looking so \u00a0cheerful.\u00a0 He was standing in the barn with a book in his hand when Joe and Adam arrived and his smile broadened at the sight of them \u201cHow did your time go in town, gentlemen?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam narrowed his eyes and wondered if his father already knew everything that had happened in town, \u00a0he glanced around the barn \u201cBeen busy, Pa?\u00a0 What\u2019s that you\u2019re reading?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cSam Clemens first book, first edition, personally signed by him\u2026 I still haven\u2019t finished reading it.\u201d Ben flourished it in the air and then returned it to the box that contained many well loved volumes, \u201cSo?\u00a0 How were things in town?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cOh, \u00a0fine, just fine.\u201d Joe muttered and ran a thumb along the spine of one of the books, \u201cWe met Frank Rawlins\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cFrank?\u00a0 Oh yes, and how is the old shark?\u201d Ben grinned and placed his hands on his hips, eyes twinkled as he looked from one to the other of them<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cOdd, he called you an old pirate\u2026\u201d Adam raised his eyebrows \u00a0and stared at his father in a way that made Ben laugh aloud<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWell, \u00a0I guess that shows how well we know each other\u2026.\u201d \u00a0Ben cleared his throat, \u201cSo what did he have to say?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cJust that you won the wager and he was putting the money into your account that moment.\u201d Joe leaned against a packing case \u201cAnything we should know about, Pa?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo, \u00a0nothing important,\u201d Ben grinned again and then shrugged before he turned to resume his perusal of the boxes \u201cWe\u2019re moving things back inside, I guess I got a \u00a0bit delayed, caught up with looking through these volumes.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cCandy\u2019s arrested Miss Barrington.\u201d Adam murmured slyly, his arms folded as he leaned beside Joe against the stacked furniture.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI suppose that shouldn\u2019t surprise me, but I did think she was too clever to have been caught.\u201d Ben nodded and continued to look through the volumes, \u201cHey, Adam, look at this, remember the time when \u00a0you were tutoring young Michealson?\u00a0 You \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cPa? \u00a0 You don\u2019t seem surprised at the news about Miss Barrington, did you already know?\u201d Joe asked<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo, \u00a0but charming though she is, Miss Barriington is a -\u201d he scratched his head for a pleasanter word \u201cshe\u2019s a shyster, a hustler, \u00a0she and her brother both. \u00a0 She\u2019s like a bloodhound when she gets the sniff of money \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cSo you didn\u2019t trust her?\u201d Joe glanced at Adam and raised his eyebrows, \u201cEven though you were going to meet up with her?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWhy shouldn\u2019t I meet up with her?\u00a0 A charming and very attractive woman makes a man – of any age – feel good in himself.\u00a0 I liked her company, I enjoyed the thought of having a little fencing match \u2026 a duel of minds \u2026 \u00a0 hers on how to get hold of my money and me on how to avoid getting hooked.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

They all three laughed at that, Adam shook his head \u201cFrank\u2019s right, you are an old pirate\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cTell me what happened today then?\u00a0 So – she\u2019s in jail, for what?\u00a0 Theft? Murder?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cTheft\u2026\u201d Joe nodded and launched into the story of the events of the morning, with Ben listening attentively and nodding every so often .\u00a0 When Joe had finished Ben was silent for a while before he sighed, shook his head and turned to pick up another book at which he stared for a while although it was obvious to his sons that he wasn\u2019t actually seeing what he was looking at.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m not surprised she took advantage of what was there, and, of course, she would consider it rightfully hers, considering that McGarthy had spent all that they had entrusted them with; \u00a0what does Hiram think about it?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam and Joe exchanged looks, shrugged \u201cWell, I wouldn\u2019t say he looked too happy at being hauled in to represent her.\u201d Adam said quietly<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Ben nodded and scratched the back of his neck \u201cVictor Ford \u2026\u201d he paused and put the book down slowly \u201cYou can trust him, whatever he said and did you can believe 100%. \u201c<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI think,\u201d Joe said quietly \u201cthat Candy wasn\u2019t too sure, after all he changed his statement.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cTo protect Dorothy.\u201d Ben said, and nodded at the look on \u00a0their faces \u201cOh, he\u2019s loved Dorothy for a long time. \u00a0 She was very close to his wife, you see, \u00a0at a time when Victor desperately needed help.\u00a0 Yes, he would have held back from saying anything that would have incriminated her, but once she had spoken up\u2026 well, as you know, he quickly put the matter right.\u00a0 As for tidying everything up in the study, he would do that to spare Jenny, he\u2019s very careful with her in case she ends up like her mother.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYou know him well then, Pa?\u201d Adam frowned \u201cI\u2019ve not known you mention him before?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo, well, there was never any need to do so, \u00a0before.\u201d Ben said sharply and then turned his attention back to the books and the boxes \u201cAnyway, don\u2019t just stand there, we could do with some help here.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Joe grinned and pushed himself away from the wall against which he had been leaning \u201cWhen do you intend to move in, Pa?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cIf we can get this shifted into the house, then we can move in tomorrow.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam nodded and was about to speak when he heard his name being called, Olivia came hurrying up to him, a smile on her face, smudges of dust on her face, while a large apron covered her clothing, behind her came Hester \u00a0\u201cWe\u2019ve just come over for some more things, Jake and Hank are helping with the bigger items.\u201d she hugged her husbands arm close \u201cYou came just in time, I need some help in moving the bedroom furniture.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWhere\u2019s Mary Ann, Hester?\u201d \u00a0 Joe asked and was told that she had been told to stay home with Hop Sing and prepare the food for \u00a0everyone.\u00a0 From the way she spoke half the Ponderosa men had been roped into helping to move everything into the house.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

It really did seem as though Ben would have his wish and be in his home by the next day.<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Roy looked thoughtfully at the younger man, this sheriff who sat in the chair Roy had thought his own for ever, immortality was a word but one he had thought applied solely to himself, until he discovered that, in fact, that was one assumption, on his part, too many. \u00a0 He listened to Candy\u2019s voice and nodded or shook his head at the appropriate times, while at the back of the room Clem checked through wanted posters and did things that Roy considered \u2018fussiness\u2019.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cCan I ask you a question, Roy?\u201d Candy\u2019s blue eyes snapped up towards the old mans face, and caught him unconsciously pulling at his moustache<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThought you were all along, son.\u201d \u00a0Roy nodded and leaned back into the chair on which he was sitting, \u00a0no doubt about it, he missed being here, missed being the sheriff, missed \u2026well, just about missed everything about being the sheriff, dang it!!<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cVictor Ford \u2026 should I trust him?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWhat does your gut say?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYes, \u00a0that he\u2019s as honest as the day is long, but the fact is he with held evidence initially and that keeps sticking in my head \u2026\u201d \u00a0he looked down at the statement in his hand and frowned \u201cIn effect he\u2019s given an alibi for every single person I had considered as the murderer.\u201d \u00a0he paused a moment and then shook his head \u201cIn the letter Mrs O\u2019Connell wrote to Bridie, she tells us that Victor Ford gave her the money to get to Ireland out of his savings and \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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Roy raised a hand and effectively prevented Candy saying any more, he gave a half smile beneath his moustache \u201cWell, let me put your mind at rest in one instance\u2026Victor Ford is more honest than even the Preacher in this here town. \u00a0 \u00a0Now in his first statement he didn\u2019t lie, did he?\u00a0 He just didn\u2019t answer the questions you didn\u2019t ask.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Candy\u2019s mouth dropped open, he blinked and then narrowed his eyes while he thought over Roy\u2019s comment.\u00a0 A slight wry smile flitted across his lips \u201cYou\u2019re right, \u00a0there were a lot of questions I should have asked but didn\u2019t.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cHe owned a lot of property back in Portland, could have gone far in his profession but his wife was ill, and his doctors advised a drier climate so he sold up.\u00a0 When Marty died Victor realised that he had to be more responsible for his daughter\u2019s future, so he invested a lot of his money, and he invested very wisely.\u00a0 If Patrick McGarthy had realised what a veritable \u2018gold mine\u2019 he had in his kitchens he would have set up in competition with Del Monico\u2019s here in town.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cThen why would a man like that stay there \u2026 \u00a0why not branch out on his own?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cDang it, \u00a0Candy, he told you about his little girl, didn\u2019t he?\u00a0 Whatever he does it is \u00a0always has Jenny\u2019s security and future in mind.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI guess I should have thought of that, considered it from that angle,\u201d Candy sighed and shook his head, \u00a0a look of despondency clouded the lean features and he rubbed his jaw with nervous fingers<\/p>\n

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\u201cDon\u2019t fret none about it, son. \u00a0 You didn\u2019t have as much evidence then as you did later on\u2026 always trust your gut, that instinct that tells you whether something smells right or wrong about a thing, or person, or statement.\u00a0 You won\u2019t be wrong often, believe me.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI sometimes wonder if I\u2019m any good at this job, Roy.\u00a0 I still haven\u2019t a clue \u2026\u201d he sighed and shook his head, then looked up at the old man who was observing him shrewdly through his slightly grimy spectacles \u201cEver feel that way?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cOften, from the beginning right through to the end\u2026 but I always thought that this is my town, my family, and it was my job to keep it safe.\u00a0 Why, I can tell you the times \u2026\u201d he paused and sighed, \u201cWell, that don\u2019t help with today\u2019s problems.\u00a0 You say you ain\u2019t got a clue about who was the killer?\u00a0 Let me tell you now, you have plenty of clues, you just gotta go back to the beginning, when all this mess started, sift through what you have \u2026 for example, you know who didn\u2019t kill \u00a0him, don\u2019t\u2019cha?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Candy frowned, thought about it and then nodded, slowly \u201cI guess I do.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cS\u2019right \u2026 think back to how you were wondering it was a woman done it?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Candy grinned \u201cSure, \u00a0it was just a case of cherchez la femme\u2026\u201d he sighed again and fingered through his statements \u201cHow far back do I need to go?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cLike I said, from the very beginning\u2026 think about who was involved with McGarthy, \u00a0who was asking questions, who hated him or had a grudge \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cThat would mean I need a battalion of deputies, Roy, most everyone had a grudge against him.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Clem approached now with two mugs of steaming coffee which he placed on the desk for the two men, \u201cS\u2019right, trying to find anyone who liked him would be like trying to find a needle in a haystack.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Roy picked up his mug and frowned, \u201cPerhaps that\u2019s who you should be looking for then, \u00a0someone who liked him, or respected him. \u00a0 Someone you would never suspect\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cHiram Woods?\u201d Candy grinned and they chuckled over their mugs of coffee, then Candy shrugged \u201cwhich reminds me, Hiram has taken himself off to visit his daughter in Sacramento.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cOh, so who\u2019s taking over the case of Miss Barrington?\u201d \u00a0 Clem asked and then leaned forward \u201cWhat exactly are we going to do about her, boss?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Candy rather warmed to this way of \u00a0being called \u2018boss\u2019 by his deputies, Clem didn\u2019t often slip into the habit of addressing him as such which made this occasion singularly pleasurable, he glanced up and saw Roy\u2019s kindly eyes upon him, he smiled \u201cGuess we\u2019ll wait and see what her brother has to add to the equation, Clem.\u00a0 She\u2019s alright for now, at least we all know where she is for the time being.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYou don\u2019t need to worry about her,\u201d Roy muttered and swiped his hand across his moustache, \u201cShe\u2019ll disappear from here like snow in front of a fire once her brother comes along, this hasn\u2019t worked out for them.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWhy\u2019d she come here fer in the first place?\u201d Clem asked as he stood there nursing his cup in one hand<\/p>\n

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\u201cTo find out who repurchased the mortgage on the Ponderosa.\u201d Roy said quietly, \u201cShe wanted to find out who was the money tree and give it a good shaking\u2026 hoping all the dollars would fall into her lap of course.\u201d<\/p>\n

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They all nodded their heads in agreement, Candy frowned \u201cWho did re-purchase that mortgage, Roy, you got any ideas?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cIdeas a-plenty, but no proof, no information, no knowledge.\u201d Roy \u00a0replied and emptied his cup which he placed on the desk with a thud.<\/p>\n

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\u201cWhat does your gut tell you?\u201d Clem grinned and Roy shook his head as he slowly unwound himself from his chair,<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI don\u2019t ask \u2026 some things are best left alone out of respect for the persons concerned.\u201d \u00a0 he picked up his hat \u201cThanks for the coffee, and I\u2019ll keep my ear to the ground for yer, Candy.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Both Clem and Candy watched the old man until he had left the building and closed the door behind him, then grinned at each other \u201cHe\u2019s one guy in a million,\u201d Clem said reverentially \u201cI could never match up to him \u2026 never.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Candy nodded, \u00a0he felt the same way, which didn\u2019t help him feel in the least bit more positive about his position.\u00a0 He picked up the statements, \u201cRight, Clem, let\u2019s start at the beginning\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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 <\/p>\n

Chapter 70<\/p>\n

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Sofia Phillips Cartwright watched in horror as her grandfather packed away item after item of clothing into a big case until the wardrobe and chest of drawers were quite empty.\u00a0 She followed behind him as he carefully placed the three golden framed pictures of his wives on top and then lowered the lid.<\/p>\n

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\u201cGrandpa, grandpa, please don\u2019t go, please don\u2019t go\u2026\u201d \u00a0she cried in as heart breaking a voice that she could muster, she pulled at his trouser leg to get his attention \u201cGran\u2019pa, please stay with us.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Ben sighed, it had been difficult enough to get himself organised for this move away from his eldest son\u2019s home.\u00a0 He had enjoyed being here, everything about living with Adam and his wife and family had suited him wonderfully and to have this little shadow trailing behind him everywhere he went this particular morning at this particular time caused him more stress than he ever wanted, \u00a0he locked the trunk in a very decisive manner<\/p>\n

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\u201cNow then,\u201d \u00a0he turned to Sofia and looked down at her, then sat on the edge of the bed and drew her closer to him, \u00a0two tears immediately fell from her blue eyes and she sniffed very audibly \u201cSofia.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYes, Gran\u2019pa\u201d \u00a0she whispered in a choked voice and gazed up at him adoringly.<\/p>\n

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\u201cYou knew that my staying here was only going to be temporary, didn\u2019t you?\u201d his hand seemed too big and clumsy as it rested upon her shoulder so he moved it to place it upon his knee<\/p>\n

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\u201cTemp- oally ?\u00a0 I don\u2019t know what tem-porararally is?\u201d she blinked rapidly and leaned against his knees \u201cGran\u2019pa, I want you to stay with us, please don\u2019t go?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cLook, darling, I have my own home ready to move into now, it\u2019s time for me to go.\u201d he softened his voice and tried to smile, and wished that Olivia or Adam would appear in order to whisk the child away.\u00a0 The sight of her blue tear filled eyes, her \u00a0whispery voice and quivering lips were quite unmanning him.<\/p>\n

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\u201cBut, granpa, I won\u2019t be able to get to sleep without you snoring\u2026 and who\u2019s going to read me stories and tell me about Pa when he was little \u2026and how can I look after you\u2026Hannah and Hope can\u2019t look after you like I can \u2026I\u2019m a bigger girl than them.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cSofia, \u00a0I\u2019m not a million miles away from here now, am I? \u00a0 You can come and see me any time you like, and I\u2019m sure that Hannah and Hope\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNo, no they can\u2019t \u2026 they\u2019re only little \u2026 and I love you, gran\u2019pa.\u201d she leaned closer, and put her arms around his neck to kiss him as she spoke which caused Ben to choke up so much that he had to push her away and gruffly ask her if she hadn\u2019t something better to do than keep following \u00a0him around.<\/p>\n

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Sofia stepped back and watched as he lifted the suitcase off the bed, how could she explain to him that he was the very first man she had ever loved?\u00a0 She had never known a man in her life before he entered it and whisked them all away from horrible Uncle Booth. \u00a0 She screwed up her eyes and squeezed out more tears\u2026 \u00a0 it hurt her more than anything to know that in future her cousins would have her beloved Gran\u2019pa to tell them stories, to laugh and love them.<\/p>\n

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She was about to speak when Hank appeared with Ezra, lifted the trunk up and carried it out of the room, \u00a0followed by Ben who didn\u2019t look back but walked briskly from the little girl who stood alone \u00a0hugging Clarabelle to her chest.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Empty drawers like so many teeth gaping at her, \u00a0and a bare wardrobe \u00a0that smelled of her Gran\u2019pa.\u00a0 She bowed her head and buried her face into Clarabelle\u2019s black woollen curls and sobbed.<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n

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\u201cEverything ready now, Pa?\u201d Joe grinned and watched as the two handymen carefully placed the trunk alongside several others boxes on the wagon. \u00a0\u201cI guess you can\u2019t wait to get home, huh?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Ben said nothing to that but placed his hat carefully on his head, he sighed and placed a hand on his son\u2019s shoulder \u201cI won\u2019t be a moment,\u201d he muttered and stepped back into the house. \u00a0 \u201cSOFIA?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Not a sound came in answer<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Feeling rather embarrassed and somewhat anxious Ben hurried up the stairs, two at a time, and re-entered the room he had been occupying to find the little girl weeping bitterly all over Clarebelle who hung limply in her \u2018mother\u2019s\u2019 arms, \u201cSofia – \u00a0Didn\u2019t you hear me calling you?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Sofia shook her head, her throat ached too much to say a word, \u00a0her head ached too now, \u00a0a dull thumping pain that was like a little hammer banging away between her ears.<\/p>\n

Ben stepped forward and scooped her up, then sat back on the bed with her in his lap.\u00a0 He pulled out a handkerchief and wiped her face, and then looked at her very seriously \u201cNow then, \u00a0little lady, you have to remember I was always only going to stay here until the Ponderosa was built up again, and now that it is, it\u2019s time for me to go home.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cBut -\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo \u2018but\u2019s\u2019\u201d he raised a finger which he placed on \u00a0her lips, \u00a0\u201cI\u2019ll still see a lot of you, and sometimes you can come and stay with us, and sometimes I will stay with you, here.\u00a0 How does that suit you?\u201d<\/p>\n

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She shook her head and leaned against his chest, next to her daddy she loved him better than anyone in the world. \u00a0 They stayed there together in silence for some moments before Joe could be heard downstairs calling \u201cPa?\u00a0 Everyone\u2019s waiting for you.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cTime to go.\u201d \u00a0Ben sighed and untangled her arms from around his neck \u201cNow then, don\u2019t make this any harder than it is already, dear.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She looked at \u00a0him again, her eyes pleaded and \u00a0her face begged for him to stay, but he just stood up, picked her up in his arms and carried her downstairs.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Joe took one look at the blotchy little face and grimaced over her head at Ben, who shook his head and sighed. \u00a0 \u201cWell, Sofia, ready to come with us?\u00a0 Your mommy and Aunty Mary Ann have made some cookies and lemonade for you all.\u201d \u00a0at the silence that greeted that comment Joe shrugged and stepped into line with his father \u201cHester and the girls are staying with us until the doctor says Hoss is alright to travel.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cTravel?\u201d Ben barked in a tone that made his deep voice vibrate like a drum against Sofia\u2019s body \u201cHe\u2019s only got to travel half a mile down the track!\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cIt gives you time to settle in, Pa.\u201d Joe sighed and then grinned \u201cPeace and quiet for a few evenings.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Sofia sat up straight \u201cI can come an\u2019 stay, Gran\u2019pa\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Ben glared at his son who rolled his eyes as though to express the opinion that he had said nothing wrong, so why blame him? \u00a0 They stood on the porch and Ben nodded, put Sofia down so that he could close the door behind them and walked to the where Cinnamon was nodding over the hitching rail \u00a0\u201cSee you there\u2026\u201d \u00a0he muttered and then looked at Sofia, smiled and tweaked her cheek \u201cBe a good girl, now, sweetheart.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n

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At the Ponderosa Adam was carefully unpacking more books and placing them in order of size upon the shelf. \u00a0 It took longer than most jobs as he had to look at the titles and if he thought he had not read a particular volume then he had to flick through, scan a few pages and then decide whether to shelf it or discreetly take it home.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWell,\u201d he smiled at his father \u00a0\u201cYou finally got here.\u00a0 What kept \u00a0you so long?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cSome blue eyed blonde,\u201d Ben scowled and left Adam to think that one over as he strode across to the hearth, checked that his pipes were set out in the proper order and position on the small bureau \u00a0\u201cHop Sing here yet?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHop Sing\u2019s been here since yesterday, Pa, and well you know it.\u201d Adam sighed and slipped another book into its assigned place \u201cYou don\u2019t sound very happy at being home.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI am happy, Adam.\u201d \u00a0Ben frowned, turned and then surveyed his son who was watching him with a quizzical expression on his face, several books resting in \u00a0his \u00a0hands \u201cI am more than pleased to be back here, son.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

His face gentled, he nodded and smiled and placed his hands on his hips and looked around the room \u201cEverything\u2019s just where it should be.\u00a0 I miss some of the furniture though, \u00a0some of it \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cSome of it should have been consigned to a fire long ago.\u201d Adam \u00a0said quietly, and turned to continue his task of sorting out the books.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Ezra and Hank entered the house now dragging the big trunk into the room between them \u201cWhere\u2019s this go, boss?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cUpstairs, main bedroom on the left\u2026\u201d Ben muttered and watched them as they carefully manhandled the trunk up the stairs, avoided knocking varnish from the wood work.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHop Sings very quiet.\u201d Ben observed as he joined his son at the book shelves and picked up some books<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHe\u2019s in the garden, wanted to get some herbs \u2026\u201d Adam muttered and looked at his father with an affection that he didn\u2019t often allow to show \u201cWe\u2019ll miss you.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThank you, son.\u201d \u00a0Ben sighed and thought of Sofia, the tears, the sorrow.\u00a0 He turned aside \u201cNothing prepares you for getting old, you know.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam paused and frowned \u201cNo, I guess not.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cOne moment you use the expression that you\u2019re feeling old because of some aches and pains, and then the next \u2026 you really are old\u2026.\u201d he paused and sighed \u201cI\u2019ll go and see if Hop Sing is alright.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam was about to make some quip about Hop Sing\u2019s age when he decided it was wiser not to,; \u00a0 his father had spoken about a matter which they tip toed around, and now was obviously not the time to use it as a vehicle for jokes.<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026..<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Daniel deQuille pulled his horse to a standstill and once the buggy had stopped rocking he clambered down and stood in the yard of Adam\u2019s home.\u00a0 The stillness and quiet indicated that there was no one present so he secured the reins of the horse to the post and made his way to the door upon which he rapped loudly.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

There came no response, which didn\u2019t surprise him unduly, he was fully aware of the fact that Ben was moving back into the Ponderosa that weekend, and that Adam and his wife would be assisting in the move.\u00a0 He stood thinking about what to do next, \u00a0then tried the door which opened quietly at the pressure he exerted upon the handle.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAnyone home?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

He looked around him and then stroked his beard before removing his hat and walking from the porch into the main room. \u00a0 He gazed about him and smiled slowly, \u00a0a room looked different when there was no one occupying them, it were as though the body of a \u00a0human divested something of itself upon the furniture and fittings almost as though enabling them to breathe the same air and exist in the same manner.<\/p>\n

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Divested of their owners a room was merely a box with furniture in it, attached to other boxes \u2026 he wandered into another room, \u00a0obviously Adam\u2019s study.\u00a0 He nodded and smiled, it was everything he would have expected from a room where Adam would work; large desk, comfortable leather chair, papers and so forth everywhere.\u00a0 A tidy disorder and of that deQuille heartily approved.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

He wandered around, looked at the spines of the books and nodded to himself, some he had read and some he avoided like the plague. \u00a0 He smiled when he saw his own book there \u201cThe Big Bonanza\u201d, \u00a0and he wondered for a moment what Adam would have thought about it.\u00a0 Daniel had been careful not to mention anything about the Ponderosa, or the Cartwrights; \u00a0it had been, he felt, the better part of discretion to omit them entirely.<\/p>\n

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A large leather bound book jutted from the shelf and attracted his attention as there was no title on the spine. \u00a0 Edging it out carefully Daniel was surprised to find no title embossed on the front cover either, so with great curiosity he opened it \u2026 after flipping over the fly leaf he found, carefully written down in excellent calligraphy \u201cMemoirs of Captain Daniel O\u2019Brien\u201d<\/p>\n

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For a moment deQuille weighed it in his hand, not that he was considering the bulk of the book, but rather considering if he would have the time, the opportunity to look into it as he knew O\u2019Brien had been a close personal friend of Adam Cartwrights.<\/p>\n

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Risking being caught but deciding it would be well worth it deQuille opened the book at a random page and glanced down to read a snatch of what had been written.\u201cI never thought to see such a sight as the one that caught my eye now for the ship was covered in ice, she shimmered with hoar and icicles hung from her rigging.\u00a0 More beautiful still were the colours of the aurora as they danced around her, entombed as she was in her frozen prison it was the most magical, magnificent sight.<\/p>\n

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\u201cI didn\u2019t think about the bleeding fingers and ripped fingernails suffered when we would attempt to unfurl the sails so frozen into place now, I only thought \u2026how wonderful, how wonderful.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI looked over at the Captain and saw his face, I wondered what piece of poetry was lingering through his mind as he gazed upon such a sight and as I thought it he turned his dark eyes to me and smiled.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI was about to speak but Rostov yelled at that moment and reminded us both that there was work to be done, the journey had to get started so we set out, hands to the sledge and pushed forwards, the runners cut through the iced over snow begrudgingly and I knew, as did he, that the going ahead was going to be \u00a0hard, difficult. \u00a0 I could only hope that the papers we had to get from Irena Pestchouroff would be worth all this effort.<\/p>\n

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\u201cI dared to glance back over my shoulder and prayed that we would return, safely, all four of us \u2026 the Captain, Rostov, \u00a0Jack and myself \u2026.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

DeQuille raised his head, still no sound, nothing at all except that of his own breathing. \u00a0 He turned over a thick number of pages and then glanced back down at what the writer would now have penned down:<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI can\u2019t believe I am alive, here on the Shenandoah. \u00a0 Standing on the bridge and looking over at the island, at hell \u2026 so many dead men \u2026 \u00a0and yet Adam says we have to stay, to find a ship, my ship, the Baltimore\u2026 he\u2019s right of course, \u00a0but he\u2019ll never understand that to me the Kurils \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Daniel closed the book with a thump and hastily placed it back upon the shelf while he waited for the rider of the horse which had trotted into the yard, to reveal himself.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

It took some moments, very slow moments as far as deQuille was concerned, for Adam to enter the house. \u00a0 He was alone and walked into the room with an air of expectancy for, after all, the rig and patient horse in the yard were sufficient proof that someone had arrived during his absence, \u00a0He nodded with a half smile on his face at the sight of the journalist who presented himself as though just emerging from the kitchen.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI hope you didn\u2019t mind, \u00a0I needed a glass of water after the journey and finding no one home, \u00a0helped myself.\u201d \u00a0 Daniel raised a hand with the glass of water in it, \u201cHow are things at the main house? Ben settled in yet?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cMore or less,\u201c \u00a0Adam replied and flipped his hat onto the bureau before entering the room and looking suspiciously at Daniel. \u00a0\u201cSit down \u2026 \u201c he gestured to settee and once deQuille was seated he settled himself into his customary chair, he smiled \u201cWell, Daniel, to what do I owe the pleasure?\u201d he rubbed his fingers against his brow \u201cIf you\u2019re here to write a feature on my father returning to his home, then you\u2019re at the wrong house.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Daniel drank some of the water before grinning back at his host \u201cI realise that, Adam.\u00a0 No, I came to see you.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam shrugged \u201cReally?\u00a0 Why?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cSomething you said the other day, when we met in the saloon \u2026\u201d \u00a0he frowned \u201cYou don\u2019t remember?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam shook his head, looked more thoughtful, \u00a0\u201cNo, \u00a0was it something important?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cOddly enough, I thought it was at the time.\u201d \u00a0Daniel emptied the glass, \u201cPerhaps your being so amenable confused me.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAmenable? Were we? Was I?\u201d Adam gave a slight laugh, then rubbed the back of his neck, \u201cI can understand why you were confused.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cSeriously, Adam.\u00a0 I got the impression you wanted to discuss something with me?\u00a0 Something to do with McGarthy\u2019s death.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam raised his eyebrows then, the large brown eyes strayed from Daniel\u2019s face to stare at the pattern created by shadows on the wall \u00a0\u201cMcGarthy \u2026 yes, there was something \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cDo you know who did it?\u201d Daniel asked with an eagerness he was unable to disguise and when Adam shook his head \u00a0he felt an unwarranted itch of disappointment.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI was thinking about Miss Barrington and her brother at the time, and why they were showing so much interest in a certain matter that involved a deal between my father and an unknown \u00a0benefactor.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAh yes, you mean when the Ponderosa was purchased by an anonymous donor and then resold back to Ben for \u2026 peanuts.\u201d \u00a0Daniel gave a snort of a laugh as though it were all preposterous.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHardly peanuts,\u201d Adam murmured.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

There was silence, Daniel shrugged \u201cWell, \u00a0so what of it?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI wondered how they knew about it \u2026 that transaction I mean\u2026\u201d \u00a0Adam fixed dark eyes upon the journalist who looked baffled, confused and then angry<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWell, I didn\u2019t mention it, I knew too few facts, only conjecture and such\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cMmm, but \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cBut?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYou did mention it to someone, didn\u2019t you?\u00a0 In passing conversation perhaps, \u00a0or as a joke, or just as something one tells a friend.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cA friend?\u201d \u00a0Daniel\u2019s eyes narrowed \u201cWho do you mean?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWell, \u00a0I always believed that the best way of going from A to B was in a straight line\u2026isn\u2019t that right?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Daniel frowned harder than every, he nodded \u201cPerhaps.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam shook his head \u201cNo perhaps about it. \u00a0 It was someone you knew and who also knew Silas Barrington.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Chapter 71<\/p>\n

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The journalist sipped some more water as slowly as possible as he tried to think of any connection to which Adam could have been alluding.\u00a0 After some moments had passed he shook his head \u201cNo, can\u2019t think of anyone.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam\u2019s brow contracted into a slight frown but he said nothing, merely shrugged while he observed deQuille \u00a0who tugged rather nervously at his beard and pursed his lips in an attempt to appear composed.\u00a0 After a while Adam leaned forward, his elbows on his knees and hands clasped together as they supported his chin \u00a0\u201cWell, \u00a0what about someone who knew both Silas Barrington and McGarthy?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThat could be anyone\u2026\u201d \u00a0deQuille shrugged, then paused \u201cBut no, not really when you think about it, after all, who knows Silas Barrington here in Virginia City?\u00a0 We didn\u2019t even know Paloma\u2026 although your father \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cSo far as I know even my father doesn\u2019t know who provided the money for that transaction, he conjectures and guesses, but he doesn\u2019t know.\u201d \u00a0he stared into Daniel\u2019s face, saw the uncertainty in the other mans eyes \u00a0 \u201cHe doesn\u2019t even know Miss Barrington very well.\u201d<\/p>\n

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DeQuille shrugged and leaned back against the cushions of the settee, \u00a0he looked around him at the room until his eyes fell once more upon the \u00a0other man \u00a0\u201cSo?\u00a0 Any suggestions?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cIt was someone who knew McGarthy.\u201d \u00a0Adams lips twitched into a semblance of a grin, \u201cSomeone who also knew Silas Barrington.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cThe Mayor \u2026\u201d \u00a0Daniel paused, the words had slipped out without his thinking about them, he shook his head \u201cNo, \u00a0it wouldn\u2019t be him. \u201c<\/p>\n

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\u201cHe doesn\u2019t have long \u00a0before the next election for Mayor, Daniel. \u00a0 He was involved with the Mining Committee since its inception, he still is \u2026 I wouldn\u2019t mind \u00a0betting that he had shares in the Bucksburn Mine when Liam was here.\u00a0 That means he\u2018s lost quite a large amount of capital.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Daniel gulped, nodded \u201cYes, he and Liam were good friends at one time.\u00a0 He backed off when Liam got this obsession about the Ponderosa.\u201d \u00a0he sat very still for a while and stroked his beard thoughtfully as he considered the implications, the direction, in which the conversation was leading \u201cNo, you can\u2019t seriously think the Mayor would kill McGarthy?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam \u00a0really did smile at that, he shook his head \u201cNo, \u00a0our Mayor is a decent enough being, \u00a0but he has shown some curiosity about that deal, and he does have a contact that leads to \u00a0you\u2026 and McGarthy.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Daniel stared, his mouth dropped open \u201cNo? \u00a0 No, you can\u2019t mean Aubrey Jones?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWhy not? \u00a0 He knows everyone \u00a0involved, doesn\u2019t he? \u00a0 You could say that all roads lead back to him \u2026\u201d \u00a0he sighed \u201cJust how close a friend of yours is he, Daniel?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI told you before, \u00a0when you met him, that we\u2019ve been good friends for many years.\u201d \u00a0Daniel tugged at his beard, swallowed more water leaving the glass empty, he stared at it resentfully for a moment and set it down on the table \u201cHe hasn\u2019t been in Virginia City for awhile. \u00a0 Believe me, Adam, he left town shortly after we met together in the hotel room.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam shrugged \u201cAre you quite sure about that?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Daniel bristled, his eyes hardened and his lips thinned \u201cHave you actually seen him in town?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam shook his head \u201cNo, I haven\u2019t. \u00a0 But, Daniel, all other suspects have been given solid alibi\u2019s, \u00a0and logically \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNonsense, you\u2019re pulling rabbits out of hats now, next thing you know \u00a0you\u2019ll be accusing me.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

He rose to his feet in as calm and dignified a manner as he could although inwardly he was seething with suppressed anger and irritation, \u00a0he walked to where he had left his hat and picked it \u00a0up, then turned to Adam \u201cIt wasn\u2019t Aubrey Jones.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam merely shrugged \u201cYour saying so doesn\u2019t mean he didn\u2019t do it.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAnd your \u00a0saying he did, doesn\u2019t mean that he did \u2026 Adam, you\u2019re clutching at straws.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam stood up and followed the journalist from the house, in silence the two men parted, and once in his rig deQuille turned the horse around without any acknowledgement to the other man who stood in the doorway of his home watching him leave the premises.<\/p>\n

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Paul Martin M.D felt Hoss\u2019 pulse and looked into the rather blood shot eyes, then he stepped back and looked thoughtful, which always worried Hoss who knew from experience that when Paul looked thoughtful anything could happen as a result.\u00a0 He glanced nervously over to his wife who stood by the door like a sentinel expecting to hear a life sentence being pronounced upon the victim in the bed.<\/p>\n

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\u201cWell, you are coming along very well, Hoss.\u00a0 Your stamina is remarkable. \u00a0 Your head though, isn\u2019t. \u00a0 You still getting dizzy spells?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cOnly when I get out of bed.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cLegs supporting you alright?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThey\u2019re alright when I\u2019m in bed, but \u2026\u201d Hoss paused, \u00a0if he told the truth he knew he would be confined to that room for another – well – who knew how long, he sighed \u201cthey ain\u2019t so strong as I\u2019d \u00a0like.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYour pulse is still too fast, \u00a0in view of which I think it would be much better if you stayed where you are for a few more days.\u00a0 I should think by the end of the week you will be feeling really much better.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

He snapped the medical bag shut, \u00a0the sound of it was like an explosion in the room, and Hoss sighed audibly as he watched Paul walk away from the bedside.\u00a0 Hester gave her husband the \u00a0benefit of a smile and then followed the doctor out of the room and onto the landing.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Now, Hester told herself, now was the time, while Paul was still thinking about medical things and still in the house.\u00a0 Her heart was fluttering with nerves as she trailed down the stairs behind the doctor and then, at the half landing, she cleared her throat \u201cCan I talk to you, \u00a0just for a moment, Paul?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Paul smiled and nodded, he paused in taking the next step so that Hester and he descended the stairs together \u201cWhat\u2019s wrong?\u00a0 You don\u2019t have to worry about Hoss you know, my dear.\u00a0 He\u2019s really very well considering, it is just a precautionary measure that I\u2019m taking with him because if I let him out of bed now he will be back working as hard as ever and by the end of the week he\u2019ll be back in that bed.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cIt isn\u2019t about Hoss.\u201d \u00a0she licked dry lips and then turned her head away to stare distractedly at the log basket, \u201cPaul, I\u2019m worried about Hope.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHope? \u00a0 Your little girl?\u201d Paul frowned and looked at her with keen sharp eyes, \u201cWhy are you worried about her?\u00a0 She has always appeared to me perfectly well, quite healthy for her age.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cBut she\u2019s small, she\u2019s so slight.\u201d \u00a0Hester bit her lip and her shoulders slumped as though she felt herself already defeated as the doctor began to trot out all the well meaning things others had said whenever the subject had been raised.\u00a0 She forced herself not to be beaten now and \u00a0looked directly at him, demanding his attention on her \u00a0\u201cPaul, \u00a0Hoss and I\u2026we aren\u2019t slightly built people, are we?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNo, \u00a0I wouldn\u2019t say you were\u2026\u201d \u00a0Paul smiled although his eyes were anxious now, \u201cYou think that Hope should be more like you, like Hannah?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWell, \u00a0yes, I mean, Hannah\u2019s a good solid healthy child, and so are the other children in the family\u2026 but Hope\u2026\u201d \u00a0she frowned \u201cI\u2019m not putting this very well, am I?\u00a0 You don\u2019t understand what I mean.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNot every child follows the pattern of everyone else in the family, look at Joe for example\u2026\u201d \u00a0he smiled and placed a gentle hand on her arm \u201cHe was the scrawniest baby you ever did see, \u00a0and he has never attained the size of your husband, has he?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cBut Joe\u2019s mother was not Hoss\u2019 mother, he probably takes after Marie, I mean, look at Adam\u2026he\u2019s not a slightly built man, and yet his mother was really delicate and then there\u2019s \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cSlow down \u00a0now, you\u2019re getting yourself wound up considerably about something that is possibly nothing.\u201d \u00a0 Paul frowned \u201cWhere is Hope now?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Hester frowned \u201cShe\u2019s with Mary Ann, with all this activity \u2026 everyone getting in each others way with the move \u2026 she took the children down to the lake for a picnic before the weather really turns bad.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cIn that case then, bring the child in to see me \u2026\u201d Paul frowned, did some mental jiggling around with times and dates \u201cTuesday morning.\u00a0 I\u2019ll ask Timothy Schofield to be there, he\u2019s so well informed with everything.\u201d he sighed sadly \u201cI\u2019m so busy, I find it very difficult to keep up with modern trends\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThank you, Paul.\u00a0 You don\u2019t think\u2026\u201d \u00a0she trailed behind him to where his old buggy awaited him in the yard \u201cYou don\u2019t think I\u2019m being over fussy do you?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cSome mothers are, that\u2019s true.\u201d \u00a0Paul placed his bag, as battered now as the buggy, \u00a0onto the front seat \u201cBut you don\u2019t fall into that category, my dear.\u00a0 Over the years |\u2019ve grown to respect a mother\u2019s instinct, and even if they are proven wrong, it\u2019s always been wise to follow it.\u00a0 I\u2019ll see you on Tuesday.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

For a moment Hester stood on the porch and watched as the doctors vehicle disappeared from the yard.\u00a0 There was a chill in the air, and with a shiver she stepped back into the house.\u00a0 Looking over at the clock she wondered how much longer Mary Ann would be at the lake, \u00a0and feeling more relieved than for many a day, she hurried upstairs to where Hoss awaited her.<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026..<\/p>\n

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The journalist seethed most of the way into the town while his mind went over and over all that Adam had said, suggested, implied.\u00a0 It was, he felt, nothing short of slander, to accuse Aubrey Jones, to involve the Mayor, to include himself\u2026 it was all preposterous.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Once he had reached town, left his rig at the livery, he strode angrily to his offices, stopping only when Amanda Ridley stepped into his way \u201cYou look like you\u2019re burning up the sidewalk,\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

He bristled at that, the sight of her smiling face and twinkling eyes made him feel foolish for having made his anger so obvious. \u00a0 He forced himself to reply as civilly as possible that he was in a hurry, there were things to do.\u00a0 He was, he knew, being discourteous and he also knew that it would pique her curiosity, but he needed to get to his office, \u00a0sit down and \u2026 have a drink.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

He was at the door when the thought struck him that Amanda Ridley knew more about some of the \u00a0upper echelons of the towns society than most, \u00a0perhaps\u2026just perhaps she would know something about the Mayor, \u00a0something about Aubrey.\u00a0 He was clutching at straws now, \u00a0he realised that just as Adam had been attempting to build up a case against Aubrey, he had to build a case that would prove Aubrey innocent and himself as well, by association<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAmanda?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She turned and smiled although her eyes watched him in much the same way she would have watched a rattler \u201cYes, Will?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

That was a further annoyance, she was still one of the few who called him by his real name, he swallowed the irritation he felt and nodded \u201cI wondered if I could have a word with \u00a0you.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI was quite prepared to have a word with you earlier, Will, but now I\u2019m \u2026busy.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She turned to enter her Ladies Mercantile but he caught at her elbow and smiled at her in a way that he hoped would soften her mood \u201cI wanted to ask you something\u2026personal.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She blinked, looked rather startled and even blushed although of course, she would have denied that, \u00a0\u201cHow do you mean \u2026personal?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cCan we talk privately?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She hesitated as well she should after all a gentleman of deQuille\u2019s reputation \u00a0wanting to talk about personal things could put her in a very delicate position \u00a0\u201cAs I said, I\u2019m busy.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cIt\u2019s important, Amanda.\u00a0 I need your help, about McGarthy.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She stepped back now in surprise, blinked her big eyes and nearly laughed \u201cMcGarthy?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYes. \u00a0 Is it alright for us to talk? \u00a0 At the Internationale over coffee?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She didn\u2019t answer immediately, then nodded \u201cOne moment while I tell my staff I\u2019ll be out for a while.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

DeQuille nodded, fidgeted like a schoolboy on a first date with a girl, and then smiled with relief when she reappeared, bonnet on her head and a pretty furled parasol in her hand together with her purse. \u00a0 As they strolled past the glass windows of the stores in town Amanda found herself thinking what a handsome pair they looked together and by the time they reached the restaurant in the Internationale she was relaxed, and smiling, like a cat with a dishful of cream<\/p>\n

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Ben sat down at the table, a new table but as big and sturdy as the previous one which had been destroyed in the fire. \u00a0 Hop Sing served the meal, and smiled at his old friend and employer \u201cVery good dinner.\u00a0 In own home again.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYes, \u00a0it\u2019s good to \u00a0be back, isn\u2019t it?\u201d \u00a0Ben sighed and smiled at his guest who sat on some cushions in order to reach the required height to eat comfortably \u201cWhat do you think, Sofia?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI like it when you are at my house better.\u201d came the reply, and she looked at Hop Sing thoughtfully \u201cAre you really glad to be here and not at my Aunty Mary Anns?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThis Hop Sings home for many year.\u201d the old man smiled and nodded his head, \u201cI like stork in spring time, always come back home.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Sofia didn\u2019t understand that allusion, she looked at Hop Sing and thought he didn\u2019t look anything like a stork.\u00a0 She yawned, blinked and tried to eat some potato, \u00a0yawned again \u201cIt was a really busy day, wasn\u2019t it Gran\u2019pa?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYes, very busy.\u201d Ben nodded and thought of all the little things still to be done \u00a0but they were only little things now, \u00a0everything else was in its place, \u00a0even if some of the furniture was more to Hesters taste to his own, \u00a0but he reminded himself variety was the spice of life.\u00a0 He looked at the little girl \u201cI hope Reuben didn\u2019t mind having to stay home without you .\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

There was no answer.\u00a0 The little girl had fallen asleep sitting up in the chair with her hands still holding her fork.\u00a0 Ben smiled at Hop Sing \u201cI\u2019ll take her upstairs to bed, Hop Sing, otherwise she\u2019ll fall face down in the food.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Candy was yawning as he entered his office, he was tired, the whole matter of the murder was dragging him down and on top of that he had to contend with the baby crying through the night.\u00a0 He stretched and looked over at Clem who assured him that it had been an uneventful night, \u201cEven Miss Barrington was quiet at last.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cReally?\u00a0 How did you manage that?\u201d \u00a0Candy yawned again and inspected the coffee pot, \u00a0then selected his mug and poured out the thick dark brew.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI didn\u2019t,\u201d \u00a0Clem sat on the edge of the desk in the far corner and continued to polish the barrel of one of the rifles, \u201cIt was deQuille, he came to pay her a visit.\u00a0 Brought some books along for her to read as well.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHas she eaten yet?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cOh sure, I took her in some food about an hour ago, but she was sound asleep.\u00a0 Must have been a good book it was on the floor, still open.\u201d \u00a0he paused \u201cReckon on her brother coming today?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHe\u2019s supposed to be.\u00a0 What did deQuille talk to her about?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Clem shrugged \u201cNo idea, boss, I had to deal with things in here.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Candy frowned, \u00a0he had always told his deputies to keep within earshot of the prisoners and their visitors. \u00a0 He sipped the coffee and looked thoughtfully over at his deputy \u201cYou said it was a quiet night?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cIt was\u2026 apart from that Harvey Miller getting so drunk he fell off his horse and broke his neck.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Candy frowned, \u00a0the name was familiar\u2026 \u201cIs he dead?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo, but he thinks he\u2019s dying.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHe used to work for the Bucksburn, \u00a0along with Buckley and \u2026 Fellowes?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThat\u2019s right.\u00a0 Duncan Fellowes.\u00a0 He\u2019s always been a bad \u2018un, always been in trouble.\u00a0 He\u2019s not in town anymore, I asked around about him \u2026 he\u2019s gone to discover gold in the Yukon.\u00a0 More fool him\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Candy sat down and nodded, he sipped his coffee and thought back to the day when they were trapped in the mine, \u00a0there had been two other men, friends of Buckley, \u00a0and one had been killed.\u00a0 He leaned back to think about it \u201cHancock?\u00a0 No, not him, Tovey\u2026that was the one\u2026Tovey, he was killed in the mine.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWhat was that, sheriff?\u201d \u00a0Clem glanced up and frowned \u201cPhil Tovey was the one who Buckley claimed to have killed Sam Mayhew.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cHmm, he wouldn\u2019t have done that alone, Tovey was mean but he liked company just to watch how mean he was \u2026 Clem, go pay a visit on Miller, see how unwell he is\u2026 and how talkative he can be.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Clem nodded, put down the rifle and hitched himself from the desk, he paused as he passed Candy \u201cWhat about the other one, Hancock?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cSee what \u00a0you can find out about him too\u2026 \u00a0 \u00a0if I remember rightly, he\u2019s a rabbit, scared of his own shadow.\u00a0 He may be the one who talks most.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYeah, I reckon so, I remember him from of old as well\u201d \u00a0 Clem muttered as he reached for his hat, \u00a0settled his gun more comfortably in its holster and left the building.<\/p>\n

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Chapter 72<\/p>\n

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The weather was getting colder, and as Adam Cartwright rode into town he was grateful for the shelter from the winds that the buildings provided a man after a solitary ride in the open. \u00a0 He saw Roy ambling along towards the sheriff\u2019s office and slowed his horse to a walk \u201cMorning, Roy.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cMorning, young feller.\u201d Roy grunted after looking up at the cowboy and nodding a greeting, \u201cYou\u2019re up early.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNot so early,\u201d \u00a0Adam smiled, \u00a0and accepted that comment to indicate that Roy must start the day later than previously, \u00a0\u201cGoing to see Candy?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI am.\u201d \u00a0Roy paused and inclined his head to look \u00a0up as Adam grinned down at him \u201cYou going that way.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI am.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cHum, we can go in together then.\u201d \u00a0Roy \u00a0muttered and pulled his coat closer, he had lost weight and the coat \u00a0hung looser as a result, more room for the cold wind to drift about inside.<\/p>\n

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Candy didn\u2019t look too happy at seeing them although he gave both of them a smile and nod of the head \u201cHave you come to add to my woes or lift them from my shoulders?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cDepends on what your woes are,\u201d Roy grumbled and pulled out a chair \u201cI hear Miller nearly got himself killed last night.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYou heard right.\u201d Candy nodded and looked at Adam \u201cHarvey Miller, friend of Billy Buckley \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI know who Harvey Miller is, Candy..\u201d Adam replied and pulled a chair out for himself, bringing it closer to the desk, and Roy, in order to sit down.<\/p>\n

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For a moment the three men just sat and looked at one another, before Candy glanced down at the notes on \u00a0his desk, then he looked \u00a0up again to see two pairs of eyes still trained on \u00a0him, \u00a0he ran his tongue over his teeth and shrugged slightly \u201cAnything I can actually do for you two gentlemen?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cCoffee would be a good idea.\u201d Roy muttered and glanced over at the stove upon which the coffee pot was \u00a0spitting steam and sending pleasant aroma\u2019s into the room.<\/p>\n

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Candy sighed again and got up from the desk giving Adam and Roy ample time to crane their necks and read what it was that Candy had been reading, by the time the coffee was poured and presented to them \u00a0they had lapsed back to their polite postures, legs crossed one over the other and hands folded in their laps.\u00a0 Roy cleared his throat \u201cSo you got Clem to go see Miller, huh?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cHave you seen Clem already?\u201d Candy frowned, the mug of coffee half way to his mouth<\/p>\n

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\u201cNo, it\u2019s just that would be the thing I\u2019d do first\u201d Roy sipped his coffee \u201cDang, that\u2019s hot.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cHave you still got Miss Barrington in the cells, Candy?\u201d Adam asked and upon receiving a curt nod of the head, he said nothing but looked thoughtfully at the Wanted poster on the wall behind Candy\u2019s head<\/p>\n

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\u201cDan deQuille seems to have found Miss Barrington of some interest, he came visiting her last evening. Brought her some books.\u201d \u00a0Candy looked from one to the other of them and received no reaction as a result, \u201cI get worried when deQuille starts showing an interest in my prisoners. \u00a0 Any reason why I should be feeling that way?\u201d \u00a0he looked at Adam first and then at Roy, \u00a0both stared back at him and then looked at one another.\u00a0 Adam shrugged and began to drink his coffee, while Roy lapsed into a thoughtful mood, \u00a0a slight frown on his face<\/p>\n

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\u201cDeQuille huh?\u201d \u00a0he shook his head \u201cHe\u2019s a slippery one, you have to watch him. What did he have to say to her?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI don\u2019t know.\u201d Candy replied with an honesty that rather alarmed Roy whose eyebrows shot almost off his forehead \u00a0\u201cI wasn\u2019t here at the time.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cDidn\u2019t your deputy hear anything?\u201d Roy now asked and Candy shook his head, which caused Roy to shake his \u201cShucks, that ain\u2019t good, I always got my deputies to listen in on conversations.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI\u2019d like to speak to Miss Barrington if I may?\u201d Adam said in the tone of voice he may have used at one time when addressing the President of the United States.<\/p>\n

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\u201cBe my guest \u2026\u201d Candy grinned and with a sweep of the hand indicated where the cell block was situated.<\/p>\n

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Paloma was reading when Adam entered the cell block, and for a moment, just a moment, he felt as though he had been transported back to the time when Cassandra Pelman had been in the brig of the Shenandoah, looking just as innocent and silent while he walked the corridor towards the bars of her cell.\u00a0 But Cassandra was golden haired and blue eyed while this woman was \u00a0of mixed blood, ,fine chiselled bone structure, black eyes that swept towards him and with a smile on her lips, the two women could not have been more dissimilar.<\/p>\n

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\u201cMiss Barrington?\u201d<\/p>\n

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She nodded and regarded him with a slightly amused expression in her eyes, the smile constant on her lips \u201cAre you from my lawyers office?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNo, \u00a0I\u2019m afraid not.\u201d \u00a0he smiled at her while at the same time thinking of his father, \u00a0and wondering why Ben had not yet visited this extremely attractive woman who had, \u00a0to all intents and purposes, sought him out.<\/p>\n

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\u201cIn which case I\u2019m not interested in speaking with you,\u201d \u00a0she shrugged and resumed her reading, paused and looked back at him \u201cStill here?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYes, ma\u2019am.\u201d<\/p>\n

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She surveyed him thoughtfully and then put the book down and stood up, \u00a0\u201cWell, as you\u2019re here, and obviously for some reason, perhaps you could tell me who you are?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI\u2019m Adam Cartwright of the Ponderosa.\u201d<\/p>\n

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She blinked, her brow creased very slightly, \u00a0the pupils of her eyes dilated \u2026 then she smiled and sincere pleasure twinkled in the dark eyes \u201cAdam Cartwright, son of Ben.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cThat\u2019s correct, Miss Barrington.\u201d<\/p>\n

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She nodded slowly and surveyed him for a moment in silence after which she asked him what it was he was doing there, \u00a0and how was his father?\u00a0 Adam nodded, questions he had anticipated and he answered them honestly, that his father was well, and that he himself had merely come to introduce himself to her. \u00a0 He paused then and raised his eyebrows, smiled, \u00a0\u201cI – er – believe a friend of mine paid you a visit yesterday.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYou have friends?\u201d she replied with a touch of humour in her voice and then she nodded \u201cOf course, men like you always have friends.\u00a0 I\u2019ve read a lot about you, Captain Cartwright or is it Commodore?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cJust plain old Mr Cartwright, \u00a0ma\u2019am. \u00a0 But you can call me Adam if you have a mind to -.\u201d<\/p>\n

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She nodded slowly, and moved closer to the bars, she looked into his face and smiled again \u00a0\u201cAdam \u2026 \u00a0then, of course, you must call me Paloma.\u201d<\/p>\n

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He nodded and stepped back slightly in order to provide a little more distance between them, even though the bars separated them he felt that she was just too close for his own personal comfort.\u00a0 Whether she noticed or not caused no comment instead she asked who, exactly, was the friend to whom he had referred.<\/p>\n

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\u201cDaniel deQuille, \u00a0he\u2019s employed at the Territorial Enterprise.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cOh yes, Mr deQuille.\u00a0 He very kindly brought me some books to read.\u201d \u00a0she looked at him more seriously then, the dark eyes showed an alert interest and she nodded as though to herself \u201cYes, \u00a0he was very kind.\u00a0 It\u2019s been quite an ordeal for a woman like myself to be \u00a0– here – like this -\u201d she gestured rather theatrically, \u00a0and then shrugged \u201cBut he wanted to have some information \u00a0in exchange for his – civility.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cThat would be only natural, he is a newspaper man after all.\u201d Adam crooked an eyebrow and grinned which brought out the dimples on his cheeks, Paloma smiled in return<\/p>\n

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\u201cYes, of course.\u00a0 And, I suppose, \u00a0Adam Cartwright, you have come to find out what that information was that he wanted from me?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cOh, let me see \u2026 he wanted to know why you were so interested in a certain transaction that took place here some years ago concerning the sale and purchase of the Ponderosa.\u201d<\/p>\n

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She laughed, a good hearty laugh as she threw back her head and exposed her throat, \u201cOh yes, of course, that was one question he asked.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cAnd then he asked you what connection did you have with a friend of his, a gentleman by the name of Aubrey Jones.\u201d<\/p>\n

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She didn\u2019t laugh then, but became serious as a frown once again marred her forehead, she nodded \u201cYes, he did, \u00a0he did ask that \u2026 how did you know, \u00a0Adam ?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cIt would intrigue him, he has that kind of mind. Likes to have everything nice and tidy.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cAnd you, do you like things nice and tidy too?\u201d she smiled although her dark eyes were very serious.<\/p>\n

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\u201cOh yes, of course.\u201d a small smile played over his lips, \u201cYou\u2019ve known \u00a0Aubrey Jones for some years haven\u2019t you?\u00a0 It was he who told you about the Ponderosa transaction.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYes, that\u2019s right.\u00a0 I couldn\u2019t believe it, that my brother in law, Julian Frobisher, \u00a0had been party to such a thing, what a coup, Adam?\u00a0 It was \u00a0brilliant.\u00a0 Silas and I were both laughing so much at the thought that Liam had his comeuppance at last.\u00a0 What a foul, horrible man he was \u2026\u201d \u00a0she paused and sighed \u201cBut then Patrick took over his concerns and things went from bad to worst with him in charge.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI suppose Aubrey Jones helped you there as well?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNot really,\u201d she shrugged, \u201cwe had counted on that money from the mine to help Silas, but he lost everything while at the same time building up a hedge fund to protect himself.\u00a0 Aubrey did remind us about the Ponderosa sale, and that whoever had provided the money must have been fabulously wealthy \u2026 \u201c<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHave you seen him recently?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWho?\u00a0 Aubrey?\u00a0 No, not for some time.\u201d \u00a0she moved away from the bars and towards the window, where she stood for a while, \u201cI believe my brother will be here sometime soon, \u00a0Mr Cartwright, Adam I mean -\u201d she glanced over her shoulder at him and smiled, \u00a0\u201cI\u2019m hoping that I can get out of this place and get a change of clothes at least.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWhy did you go and see McGarthy that night he was killed?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cAre you trying to trick me into confessing I killed him, Adam?\u00a0 It won\u2019t work, I didn\u2019t harm him, I would have liked to have done, but I\u2019m not that cold blooded. \u201c<\/p>\n

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\u201cYou took the money\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cA small portion, \u00a0so much was stained by his blood, I looked at it and it – in a way – it symbolised the manner in which he had made his pathetic little fortune, blood money\u2026\u201d she shivered \u201cI only took a few rolls that had been untouched by his blood\u2026.\u00a0 The share certificates were his hedge fund, shares in the Gould and Curry Mines, \u00a0the Sutro Tunnel \u2026 it only seemed fair after all to try and recoup some of our losses.\u201d<\/p>\n

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He looked at her and then nodded, \u00a0life was unfair for so many, but not everyone took advantage, not everyone stooped to theft.\u00a0 He watched as she turned her back on him, \u00a0apparently bored now, \u00a0unwilling to speak any further. \u00a0 He said nothing but left her alone, staring out of the window up at the sky and no doubt wishing she were as free as the birds flying among the clouds.<\/p>\n

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He picked up the coffee pot as he passed the stove and poured more into his mug, replenished Candys and Roys. \u00a0 As he sat down the door opened and Clem entered looking smug and pleased with himself as he flung his hat on its customary peg, and unbuckled his gun belt.<\/p>\n

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\u201cMillers dead,\u201d he said before anyone could say a word, \u201cBut not before he said enough for a charge to \u00a0be made against Tom Hancock.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cHancock?\u201d \u00a0Roy exclaimed \u201cThat idjit\u2026why?\u00a0 What\u2019s he done?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cMurder.\u201d Clem said and placed his hands on his hips in triumph, as he looked at their faces he felt quite victorious in making such a declaration.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Roy removed his glasses and gave them a polishing while he scowled over at Clem, Candy sat chewing his bottom lip and rubbing his jaw with his fingers and Adam was looking at the deputy with narrowed eyes \u00a0and his lips slightly pursed as though he didn\u2019t believe a word, or rather, that particular word.<\/p>\n

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\u201cVery well, \u201c \u00a0Candy finally said \u201cYou had best tell us all about it\u2026what did Miller say?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNot much really,\u201d Clem replied sounding as though disappointed in having to admit such a thing.\u00a0 He strolled over to the stove and poured himself some coffee, then leaned against the wall as he sipped at it, \u201cHe was in a bad way when I got there, but he recognised me and said he had expected me or the sheriff to turn up. \u201cA bit like a confession, ain\u2019t it?\u201d he said, \u201cYou know, like when a priest comes along\u2026\u201d \u00a0well, I just said it was nothing like that, I just wanted to know some facts.\u00a0 So he closed his eyes and I thought that he had died already, and that it was too late to get anything out of him.<\/p>\n

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\u201cHe didn\u2019t open his eyes again but he started to speak, said how he had to talk now, he knew he was dying. \u00a0 He said\u2026\u201d \u00a0Clem put down the cup and reached in his pocket for a tatty old notebook which he opened up, flicked through some pages and then nodded as he came to the page he wanted, \u201cThis is what he said \u201cMcGarthy hired me and Hancock, Tovey and Fellowes when he thought that Buckley was going soft.\u00a0 We got the impression that Bill was sick of taking orders from McGarthy, \u00a0especially after the woman, Mrs Mayhew, was killed.\u00a0 Tovey was a hard case, he enjoyed riling Bill up whenever he could, \u00a0he enjoyed jest about any way of hurting folk.\u00a0 Like pushing them around and getting them out of their homes\u2026 he enjoyed that, especially if they were too sick, or weak from grieving \u2026<\/p>\n

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\u201cMcGarthy told Bill to deal with Sam Mayhew, and that woman Mrs Tennant, \u00a0but he didn\u2019t, leastways he didn\u2019t do it properly so Tovey said he would handle it himself. \u00a0 He got old Sam out of the cabin and we all four of us dragged him where no one would see, and we beat him up good and hard \u2026\u201d\u201d<\/p>\n

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He paused then and glanced over at the three other men, who were watching him, he gulped down more coffee, cleared his throat and took a deep breath in order to carry on \u00a0reading out the statement \u201cHancock didn\u2019t like it, old Sam was in a \u00a0bad way, real bad\u2026 Hancock told Tovey to quit from beating the poor man \u00a0but there was nothing anyone could have done for Sam now, \u00a0Hancock shot him, \u00a0couldn\u2019t stand the hollering, \u00a0said a dog wouldn\u2019t be allowed to suffer like that \u2026 \u00a0then Tovey suggested putting Sam in the mine, where no one ever \u00a0went \u2026that\u2019s where Tovey ended up dead anyway.\u201d\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNothing about McGarthy?\u201d Candy asked<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cOnly what he called him, \u00a0not worth repeating.\u201d Clem tucked his notebook back in his pocket<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNothing else?\u201d Adam prompted<\/p>\n

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\u201cHe said Fellowes had gone off, decided to see what he could get in Alaska in the gold fields there.\u00a0 He and Hancock were drinking with some of the workmen who had been at the McGarthy house, they were complaining about having lost work, and pay.\u00a0 None of them had a good word to say about McGarthy.\u00a0 They got drunk, he remembers Hancock helping him walk out of the saloon and the cold air hitting him, but that was all.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cThen he died?\u201d Roy muttered, \u201cI mean, after he gave you his statement?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo, \u00a0not right away. \u00a0 Just as I was leaving the place, he died then.\u201d Clem shook his head \u201cHe was always trouble.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam stared at the posters on the wall with a concentrated thoughtfulness, while Roy finished slurping his coffee and muttered that Hancock wouldn\u2019t be too difficult to find, he always slept his hangovers off at the livery stable. \u00a0 Candy looked at Adam, \u201cWhat\u2019s on your mind?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI don\u2019t know, something just \u2026 nothing much\u2026\u201d he stood up and pushed his chair from the desk, \u201cI\u2019ll come back to you.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cAdam?\u201d Candy half rose from the desk and then sat down again as a slim elegant figure of a man stepped into the office, allowed Adam to pass him by, before approaching the sheriff.<\/p>\n

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\u201cSilas Barrington -\u201d \u00a0the newcomer said, and removed his hat, he looked at the three men there and then stared directly at Candy who had stood up from behind his desk, \u201cI\u2019ve come to see my sister.\u201d \u00a0he slowly began to peel off his gloves, \u201cAnd arrange bail for her.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Chapter 73<\/p>\n

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Daniel deQuille saw Adam leaving the sheriff\u2019s office just as Silas Barrington entered it.\u00a0 He had never met the Barringtons but had been given a description of the couple by his friend Aubrey Jones. \u00a0 After some moments watching Adam striding down the sidewalk and finally disappearing from view down an alley, Daniel returned to his office.<\/p>\n

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He withdrew his notebook from the drawer in his desk and glanced over the points he had notated after his tete a tete with Amanda Ridley but it only confirmed some of the things he suspected and hadn\u2019t really wanted to know. \u00a0 He shook his head in frustration as he returned the notebook to the desk\u2026 most points had been touched upon by Adam in their conversation and that really annoyed Daniel who didn\u2019t believe in \u2018gut feeling\u2019 \u00a0\u2018being intuitive\u2019, \u00a0after all, he worked hard for the information he gleaned, whether he could print it or not.<\/p>\n

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But all knowledge was useful, so now he had confirmed the fact that the Mayor had lost a lot of money by investing in the Bucksburn and trying to recoup it at the gambling rooms frequented by Amanda so often. \u00a0 He wondered how much of the town\u2019s money had slipped into various pockets as a result, which meant a lack of funding for the essentials in town. \u00a0 No wonder there had been so much interest in whoever had bailed out the Cartwrights \u2026the real veritable money tree, just shake it and golden coins would fall at ones feet.<\/p>\n

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Aubrey Jones, long time friend of William Wright now known as Daniel deQuille, and nephew to the Mayor.\u00a0 A keen legal mind, \u00a0born of a wealthy family, and a man whom Daniel had always liked and respected for the sense of humour and fun Jones\u2019 possessed.\u00a0 He had never known Jones act in any way but respectably, honourably. \u00a0 It annoyed him even more now to think of the insinuations that Adam had tried to slip into his head.\u00a0 Loyalty was important to Daniel, so he turned the key in the lock of the drawer, pocketed it and dismissed any further thought on the matter.\u00a0 It was business as usual from now on\u2026<\/p>\n

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Henry stopped sanding down a piece of furniture when Adam walked into the workshop.\u00a0 He gave it a slight caress as he passed it though on the way to talk to one of his favourite customers who had removed his hat and stood looking around, watching with interest as Henry\u2019s men worked on various odd shapes of wood.<\/p>\n

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\u201cWell, Henry, still busy I see?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYes, new orders came in while we were working at the Ponderosa and McGarthys.\u00a0 Did you want your invoice, Adam?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cIs it ready?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNot yet. \u00a0 Should be in a few more days, I have some few things to settle up first.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cHad you finished at the McGarthy place, Henry?\u201d Adam asked nonchalantly as he followed the carpenter back to the piece he had been working on, \u00a0and watched as Henry ran his hand over the shape the wood was taking on.<\/p>\n

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\u201cHadn\u2019t finished it, Adam.\u00a0 He messed us about so much, and then dying as he did.\u00a0 I can\u2019t afford to send in men to work on a job that I won\u2019t get payment for\u2026 at least, not for a time.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHad to pay off all your men then?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cSome, others I\u2019ve been able to re-assign to other jobs.\u201d he frowned and picked up some sandpaper, \u00a0\u201cThey\u2019re good men.\u00a0 I didn\u2019t want to lay them off but I couldn\u2019t afford to keep them all on.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cHad to pay them their wages out of money you\u2019ve not received yet\u2026\u201d Adam \u00a0said as though it wasn\u2019t important<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYeah, except for one\u2026 he never showed up with the others so I\u2019ve still got his wages here.\u00a0 Odd chap, keen but fussy\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cOh?\u00a0 In what way fussy?\u201d \u00a0Adam picked up some wood and looked at it thoughtfully before he put it back down on the lathe.<\/p>\n

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\u201cDidn\u2019t really like to get his hands dirty. \u201c Henry grinned, then chuckled as though the thought amused him \u201cImagine that?\u00a0 Working on a building site and not wanting to get dirty.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cBut a good workman apart from that?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHe was alright, the first man I\u2019d have laid off to be honest.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWould you recognise him if you saw him again?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Henry narrowed his eyes and gave Adam a keen look \u201cWhat are \u00a0you implying?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cJust what I said, would you recognise him again if you saw him \u2026. If he came in now for his wages for instance.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cOf course I would.\u201d \u00a0Henry frowned, \u201cNow, look here, Adam, don\u2019t you go pointing the finger at any of my men.\u00a0 My work force have a good reputation for being hard workers and honest. I make sure of that myself\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI know, \u00a0I can\u2019t fault them.\u201d Adam nodded, smiled and then shrugged \u201cWell, let me \u00a0have the bill soon as possible, would you?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Henry nodded, then returned to his work although he did give Adam a narrow eyed look as the man left the building. \u00a0 Garvey came and stood beside him \u201cAnything wrong, \u00a0boss?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNo, \u00a0he was just wanting to know if the bill was ready\u2026\u201d Henry muttered and returned to his work, the enjoyment of which was now gone.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Roy \u00a0found Adam walking slowly back to the sheriff\u2019s office, and stepped up beside him \u201cYou look as though you lost a dollar and only found a nickel.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam grinned, \u201cI guess so, \u00a0how did Candy get on with Mr Barrington?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cOh, everything went as Mr Barrington wanted, he paid the bail and he and his sister have returned to their suite at the Internationale. \u00a0 Of course she\u2019ll jump bail as soon as she can, but at least the bail money covers costs.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cCandy was happy enough to let her go?\u201d \u00a0Adam quirked one eyebrow and smiled when Roy nodded and pushed his hat lower to shade his eyes.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAin\u2019t much he could do, a dead man is hardly likely to press charges for return of his money.\u00a0 It\u2019s for the lawyers to fight that out when they sort out probate and all that legal jargon.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHiram\u2019s advice, huh?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYep.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam nodded and strolled over to the sheriff\u2019s office, leaving Roy to return home. Dorothy had a meal awaiting him, and unlike when his sister was cooking his meals, Roy was eager not to miss any Dorothy provided now. \u00a0 Candy was buckling on his gun belt when Adam walked in but paused in doing so \u201cWhere did you get off to in such a hurry, Adam?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cSome idea I wanted to chase up. \u00a0 You in a hurry now, Candy?\u00a0 I could do with you coming along with me?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cOh, anywhere in particular?\u201d \u00a0Candy grinned and continued to buckle up the belt and then tie down the holster around his thigh<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cMaybe, \u00a0if you don\u2019t mind chasing up an idea of mine.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Clem looked up from the desk and watched as the two men left the building, he wondered what exactly Adam Cartwright had in mind now and leaned back as far as the chair would safely go as he stared up at the ceiling and tried to work out \u00a0what it was, \u00a0and whether or not Candy would go along with it.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Victor Ford was surprised to see the sheriff and Adam Cartwright back at the house. \u00a0 He was still affable as ever, and Jenny was all smiles at seeing them, a lonely isolated soul she was always happy when there were people for \u00a0whom she could cook and prepare coffee.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Candy looked around the big kitchen and then settled his hat upon the table, \u00a0\u201cI see you\u2019re packing up to leave town?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cEventually.\u00a0 I thought it better to start now than be caught by surprise\u201d Victor said as he settled down onto his chair and the other two men did likewise, \u201cI\u2019m not sure if the solicitors will let me stay on indefinitely here, I don\u2019t even know what will happen to the property.\u00a0 There\u2019s still a lot of building work to be finished off.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Candy nodded sympathetically while Adam stared at the boxes from which straw protruded indicating whatever was inside them was delicate.\u00a0 Victor watched them both and waited for someone to speak, it was Adam who asked if he had any idea where he would be moving to.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI thought of returning to Portland at first, but I heard that the Whitney hotel was wanting a chef, so I have written to them offering my services.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAnd Jenny?\u201d Candy asked as he glanced over at the young girl who was busy getting cups ready for their drinks.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWell, \u00a0that is the up to the management as to whether or not they will hire Jenny as well. \u00a0 Of course, I could always get a small place to rent and live there with her.\u00a0 Something will turn up, it usually does.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam nodded, he had no doubt that something would, \u00a0Victor Ford had a charm and confidence about him that would go a long way in procuring the kind of employment he sought.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cIt must be quiet now all the workmen have gone.\u201d Candy said as he accepted a cup of coffee from Jenny and smiled at her.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYes, \u00a0very quiet, not that they were too rowdy a bunch.\u00a0 A good crew of men really, I shouldn\u2019t complain.\u201d Victor nodded and indicated to Jenny that she had done enough and could go to her room<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cShouldn\u2019t?\u00a0 Implying that perhaps you could?\u201d Candy murmured and looked over the rim of his cup at the other man who nodded<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cJust one man, \u00a0he paid Jenny too \u00a0much attention.\u00a0 I had to tell him to leave her alone once, \u00a0it was getting her confused.\u00a0 She would be very vulnerable to \u2026 well\u2026 to a man who knew his way around women.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWhich, I assume, he did?\u201d \u00a0Candy sighed and frowned \u00a0\u201cDo you remember what his name is?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cJack \u2026 that\u2019s all I can recall him being addressed as, just Jack.\u00a0 He was \u2026 well\u2026. He didn\u2019t seem really suited to the work, rather fastidious if you know what I mean.\u201d Victor frowned, a slight scowl slipped over his features \u201cNo, he seemed to \u00a0want to hang around Jenny more than do any work, and I caught him once \u00a0upstairs on the landing outside \u2026\u201d he paused, his frown deepened \u201cI wonder \u2026 \u00a0I suppose I should have mentioned that fact before, I\u2019m sorry, I really didn\u2019t think it was important.\u00a0 It isn\u2019t is it? I paid no heed to it as there seemed to be \u00a0workmen everywhere.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Candy put down an empty cup \u201cAnything, any small detail, is important in a murder enquiry. \u00a0 When did you see this – Jack – upstairs?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAbout two days before McGarthy was killed.\u00a0 He was lingering around the study area, I think I caught him trying to work out which room was what, he didn\u2019t look sure, I can remember he seemed kind of lost, if you know what I mean.\u00a0 Of course he wasn\u2019t too happy when I confronted him, blustered about having to check whether there was damp getting into the bedrooms .\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cDid you tell him where the study was?\u201d Candy now asked as he stood up and picked up his hat.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo, \u00a0but it\u2019s possible he went \u00a0up there again at sometime or other\u2026 I wouldn\u2019t know, I\u2019m only speculating.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cVictor,\u201d Candy leaned closer towards the other man, \u201cVictor, was this man upstairs with Jenny on the night McGarthy was killed?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

It was a delicate question, suggestive of something happening that perhaps Victor would not have wanted to acknowledge, for the colour mounted in his face as he stared at the sheriff, then he shook his head \u201cI would have mentioned it had that been the case.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cBut you said in your statement that you went up there to check on her, she was gone longer than usual\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The older man glanced now at Adam who looked away in order not to cause any further embarrassment but Victor \u00a0only shook his head and with a sigh returned his gaze to \u00a0the sheriff \u201cTo be honest that was one of the things I feared, Jenny is very vulnerable in this respect and easily led by someone as good looking as he\u2026 but there was no one else with her in that room, \u00a0thankfully.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWould you recognise this man again, if you saw him?\u201d \u00a0Adam moved away from the table, \u00a0and like Candy, slipped his hat on.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cOh yes, I have a good memory for faces and names.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Candy looked at Adam and raised his eyebrows, \u00a0before he turned to Victor \u201cCould you be at the Internationale this afternoon?\u00a0 About 2 o\u2019clock?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Victor nodded slowly, a slight frown on his face but otherwise unconcerned. \u00a0\u201cI shall have to bring Jenny.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cCertainly, there\u2019s no problem about that, just be there.\u201d Candy replied.<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The Internationale restaurant was always busy around 2 o\u2019clock in the afternoon.\u00a0 It was the time when the mid day meal was finally cleared away and those clients who were going to leave town \u00a0by stage or \u00a0Gold Hill train would assemble to have some decent refreshment before boarding for departure.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

It was too early for the local people to \u00a0\u2018drop in\u2019 \u00a0or to \u2018meet up\u2019 with friends, \u00a0strictly kept as the time for refreshments for those about to leave town, \u00a0and for those who had just arrived. \u00a0 The Management prided itself on providing an excellent array of dainty refreshments, particularly suitable for the ladies.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Candy, Adam and Victor Ford, along with Jenny took their seats at a small table slightly curtained off from the main body of the restaurant. \u00a0 The staff were discreet and the customers were few.\u00a0 The clock struck the hour and they waited.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

At half past two Jenny was getting restless; \u00a0to her mind just sitting was wasting time, there was so much to do at home, \u00a0and she looked over at her father who just put his fingers to his lips, a signal to her for patience.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She was a pretty young woman, \u00a0and until one was told that she had a \u2018problem\u2019 no one would have noticed or known. \u00a0 She sat for a while toying with a silver spoon between her fingers, gazing around and looking at the customers as they entered the restaurant, took their seats, \u00a0placed their orders and waited. \u00a0 She looked at the sheriff and thought him handsome, \u00a0she glanced over at Adam and thought him stern.\u00a0 She sighed and lowered her head, \u00a0stared for a moment at the tablecloth and then raised her eyes.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cJack.\u201d \u00a0she breathed so softly that at first no one heard her \u201cJack.\u201d she said a little louder and immediately the three men looked up, and over at the new comers to the room.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Victor put a hand on his daughters arm and a finger to his lips, \u00a0the smile on her face and the brightness of her eyes an all too clear indication that Jack had made quite an impression on her and she was straining at the leash to call out to him.\u00a0 But always obedient she nodded and settled back into her chair, her eyes never straying from the sight of the three people seated at a table and talking animatedly together.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Candy leaned over to Victor \u201cDo you recognise the gentleman here at all?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Victor nodded \u201cThe man in the centre is Jack, \u00a0the other gentleman I do not know.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYou are quite sure, Mr Ford?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cDefinitely. \u00a0 He may \u00a0be dressed differently but I assure you that is the man we knew as Jack. \u201c<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Candy rose to his feet and with Adam walking behind him approached the table where the three people were waiting for service.\u00a0 Silas Barrington was the first to notice them, \u00a0half rose in his chair and then sat back down \u201cWhat\u2019s this, sheriff?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Paloma smiled, raised languid eyes up to look at the two men, \u00a0\u201cAs you can see, sheriff, I\u2019m still here. I\u2019ve not jumped bail.\u00a0 As our solicitor here, Mr Jones, can testify, we are behaving as model citizens.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Candy smiled and nodded \u201cI\u2019m pleased to know it, Miss Barrington.\u00a0 Our business isn\u2019t with \u00a0you, however, it is more to do with your solicitor here, Mr Jones.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Aubrey Jones frowned and looked at Candy and then Adam in contempt, he shook his head \u201cExactly what business do I have with \u00a0you gentlemen?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWell, \u00a0if you would like to step over to my office, Mr Jones, I am sure that we can discuss it more privately there.\u201d Candy lowered his voice \u201cYou may prefer it, privacy, I mean.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Jones shrugged and stood up, as he did so Jenny cried out \u201cJack.\u00a0 It\u2019s me, Jenny.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Momentarily a shadow fell across Aubrey Jones\u2019 face, he was a handsome man, but even so something like panic marred his features as Jenny stood up and called out to him.\u00a0 Paloma, confused and startled, gave a slight laugh as though it was all rather amusing, \u00a0whereas Silas\u2019 back went ram rod straight and his head went rigid as though it were a shock he would have preferred to have avoided.\u00a0 The same could certainly be said for Aubrey who looked at the Fords and then at the sheriff \u201cWhat is going on here? \u00a0 Who is she?\u00a0 Why does she call me Jack?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWe\u2019re not too sure ourselves,\u201d Candy replied honestly, \u201cBut if you would accompany me to my office perhaps we could find out.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Aubrey stood still for a second then smoothed his jacket in an unconscious gesture, he looked at Paloma and smiled, took her hand and kissed her fingers \u201cI\u2019ll be back shortly, \u00a0no need to change our plans.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She nodded and glanced at her brother, touched his foot with hers as though to encourage him to act the part. \u00a0 As Candy led Jones away Adam looked at Silas and then at Paloma, \u00a0she immediately stood up \u201cThis is very ill mannered, uncivilised.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo, \u00a0not really.\u201d Adam replied, \u201cMurder is uncivilised\u2026 and, whatever plans you may have made with Mr Jones, \u00a0it may be better for you both if you changed them.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Silas now stood up, raised his chin and glared indignantly at Adam \u201cAre you ordering us to \u00a0remain here, \u00a0sir?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam sighed, shrugged \u201cNot ordering, exactly, Mr Barrington. \u00a0 Merely suggesting.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Chapter 74<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Deputy Watts was coming from the cell block with the keys in his hands as Candy, Adam and their companion entered the sheriffs office. \u00a0 He nodded over to Candy as he slipped the keys onto the customary hook \u201cTom \u00a0Hancock\u2026\u201d \u00a0he jerked a thumb over his shoulder \u201cseems he got himself so depressed about Millers death that he went to the Silver Dollar and got himself drunk, then proceeded to wreck as much of it as he could before I got there to stop him.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Candy said nothing but glanced over at Clem who muttered something \u00a0to Watt in an undertone, \u00a0after which both men left the building. \u00a0 Aubrey Jones remained standing ram rod straight and glaring at Candy with such vehemence in his eyes that it was a wonder that there were not two holes burning through the sheriff\u2019s skull.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cSit down, Mr Jones.\u201d Candy indicated the chair reserved for such occasions while Adam pulled up another and sat down, stretched out his legs and observed the other man with a poker straight face.\u00a0 Candy sighed as Jones persisted in standing \u201cMr Jones, \u00a0you knew Mr Patrick McGarthy I believe?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cSlightly\u201d \u00a0came the snapped off response, \u00a0\u201cBut I don\u2019t intend to answer any further questions nor legally do I have to do so.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Candy nodded and pulled over a sheet of paper, picked up his pen which he dipped into the ink, he carefully wrote down the date, looked up and stared at Jones, then wrote down the mans name. \u00a0 \u201cYou\u2019re a lawyer?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI am, \u00a0and a darn good one at that\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAnd you\u2019re related to our Mayor, and work for him?\u201d Candy said as he carefully wrote down \u00a0words that Jones was unable to read upside down \u00a0as they were\u2026\u201dWhat firm of Solicitors are you associated with, \u00a0just in case we need to contact them for your defence you understand.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThis is ridiculous.\u201d \u00a0Jones snapped and turned as though to leave, but Adam half rose from his chair as though to block his way and he turned back to face Candy who was now looking up at him \u201cAre you charging me with something, sheriff?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI may be charging \u00a0you \u2026 depends what you have to tell me during this interview.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cInterview?\u201d Jones barked and laughed, he shook his head, \u201cAre you mad?\u00a0 Do you really think you can detain me here for no reason at all\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI didn\u2019t say anything about detaining you for no reason, Mr Jones. \u00a0 Actually I\u2019m detaining you for a very good reason.\u00a0 Now, if you don\u2019t comply with this request I may have to resort to locking you \u00a0up in one of the cells, \u00a0which would not be pleasant now that Mr Hancock is in one of them. \u201c<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Jones leaned forwards, his fingers pressed against the wood of the desk, splayed out and showing off the expensive garnet and gold signet ring he wore \u201cYou can not arrest me, \u00a0you can not even detain me, without legally charging me \u2026 and as you have not done that, I bid you good day.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Candy shrugged, grimaced and then looked over at Adam who \u00a0stared at Jones in a manner that kept the man from walking away \u201cMr Jones, you had better do as the sheriff says, \u00a0he may appear to be very calm, but that\u2019s when he\u2019s at his most dangerous. \u00a0 It could be that \u2026 well \u2026 \u00a0it could be that if you push him too far you may end up in the cells indefinitely, charged on ..oh\u2026.all manner of crimes.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cLike assaulting a young girl for instance, against her wishes too.\u201d Candy muttered.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI never did any such thing.\u00a0 What young girl? Who are you talking about?\u00a0 That dummy you had in the restaurant just now?\u201d<\/p>\n

The expression on Candy\u2019s face seemed to freeze and Adam raised his chin and narrowed his eyes which had darkened. \u00a0\u201cDummy, \u00a0Mr Jones?\u201d \u00a0 Candy said with ice dripping from each word.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI never touched that woman, never saw her before in my life.\u00a0 For goodness sake, man, do I look \u00a0the sort of person who would consort with someone like that?\u00a0 I\u2019m a gentleman, I don\u2019t have dealings with that kind.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYou may not, Mr Jones, but perhaps Jack 0\u2019Reilly may have done.\u201d Candy murmured and leaned back against the chair rest, \u201cTell me, Jack\u2026I mean ..Mr Jones, what other talents do you possess?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Jones looked baffled, he turned to look at Adam \u201cIs the man serious?\u00a0 He\u2019s making all these accusations and not charged me with anything, \u00a0but expects me to stand here all day and admit to what?\u00a0 Seducing a young woman?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam shrugged \u201cBest pay attention, Mr Jones, \u00a0you may miss something important.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Jones was about to speak when the door opened and Henry stepped into the office, \u00a0he removed his hat rather self consciously and approached the three men, looked at Jones and gave a start of surprise, before he turned to Adam, then looked back at Jones. \u00a0 He nodded \u201cAfternoon, Jack.\u00a0 You look very smart today?\u00a0 I\u2019ve your pay back at the shop if you want to call back to collect it.\u201d \u00a0he turned to Adam \u201chere\u2019s your bill, Adam.\u00a0 Thought I\u2019d grab you while you were still in town.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThanks, Henry.\u00a0 I\u2019ll settle up as soon as possible.\u201d \u00a0Adam nodded and smiled, \u201cSo, you know this gentleman then?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cOf course I do, this is Jack O\u2019Reilly, you remember, Adam, I told you about him earlier to day, the fussy one.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYes, \u00a0I can see what you mean, Henry.\u00a0 I\u2019m sure Mr O\u2019Reilly would have been very fussy working for you.\u201d \u00a0Adam murmured and gave a slight smile while his eyes lingered upon Jones who was beginning to look like a man who had just realised he was sinking in quicksand.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

From the cells Tom Hancock began to croon \u2018Oh my darling Clementine\u2019 .<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Candy waited for Henry to leave the building and then turned back to Jones who was \u00a0looking pensively at the chair \u201cYou can sit down, you know.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Aubrey nodded and sank down into the chair as though had he not done so he would have fallen.\u00a0 He cleared his throat, \u201cYou know this is perfectly illegal.\u00a0 I have rights \u2026\u201d he cleared his throat again \u201cA lawyer \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cDo you think you need one?\u201d Candy asked sharply, and Jones frowned and shook his head, \u201cYou realise that hereabouts I could just lock you up indefinitely on any charge I choose? \u00a0 I could even throw away the key and pretend you never existed.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Jones gave a contemptuous smile, a shrug of the shoulders \u201cYou wouldn\u2019t dare to do that, Sheriff.\u00a0 My uncle \u2026.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cLet\u2019s leave \u00a0your uncle out of this mess, shall we?\u00a0 Mr Jones, how well do you know Miss Jenny Ford?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI told you I don\u2019t know her.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWhen did you start working for Henry as Jack O\u2019Reilly?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThe man\u2019s delusional.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWhy and how did you kill Patrick McGarthy?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI didn\u2019t kill anyone.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Candy leaned back against his chair and shook his head \u201cThis won\u2019t do, Mr Jones.\u00a0 I have three witnesses who have identified you as Jack O\u2019Reilly, \u00a0one of whom confirms the fact that you knew the whereabouts of Mr McGarthy\u2019s study.\u00a0 You were seen on the landing by this witness not long before McGarthy was killed.\u00a0 You would make your case much better if you just made a statement.\u00a0 You know that, don\u2019t you?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Candy\u2019s tone of voice was one of patience and kindness, \u00a0Adam watched Jones face closely to see if the man was responding at all.\u00a0 When Jones remained silent Adam leaned towards him \u201cWe know you didn\u2019t plan to kill him, that you were just being used but unless you help us they are going to leave town, and you.\u00a0 Is that what you want? \u201c<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Candy nodded \u201cThat\u2019s right, Mr Jones.\u00a0 You\u2019ll be left with a murder charge and facing trial as soon as the Judge can fix up a date.\u00a0 Murder is a hanging offence, it seems \u00a0you need to be reminded of that fact.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI hadn\u2019t forgotten\u201d Jones murmured while staring in abject dismay at the papers on Candy\u2019s desk. \u00a0 \u201cYou seem to know a lot more than I thought you did.\u201d \u00a0he frowned, \u201cHow did you know about the Barrington\u2019s involvement?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cIt wasn\u2019t hard to work out, Mr Jones.\u201d Candy said kindly and looked earnestly into the man\u2019s eyes, before picking up \u00a0his pen \u201cNow, \u00a0what do you have to tell us?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Jones fought an inward battle for some moments while the two other men waited patiently for him to speak.\u00a0 Hancock was whistling softly now, \u00a0a sound that didn\u2019t intrude upon the silence in the room any more than the ticking of the clock.\u00a0 Finally he nodded \u201cWhat do you want to know?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHow did you gain entry into the McGarthy house?\u201d \u00a0Candy asked and waited for Jones\u2019 to reply.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Aubrey licked dry lips, \u201cAny chance of a drink around here, my throats kind of dry.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Once he had drank down a glass of water Aubrey Jones looked thoughtfully at Candy and then at Adam, \u201cI worked for Frobisher the solicitor for some while, that\u2019s where I gained my articles. \u00a0 Everyone at the office were quite curious when he went to Virginia City at the time when the Cartwrights were having difficulties and looked set to lose the Ponderosa. It didn\u2019t take much working out that when Ben Cartwright got the Ponderosa back Julian Frobisher would know all the details about it.\u00a0 Including who had come up with the funds to bail them out.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Candy sighed and put down the pen, it was obvious that asking direct questions was not going to help, he just needed the man to spill everything out and then the answers would come in time. He glanced over at Adam who was sitting with a blank expression on his face and his eyes fixed on Jones, as though waiting for the moment when the mans story would deviate from the truth.<\/p>\n

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\u201cI knew the Barringtons from years ago, nearly married Paloma once, so there was a kind of bond there. \u00a0 Liam McGarthy was out for all he could get but Patrick, he didn\u2019t work at anything because Liam always came up trumps for him, so when Liam was hanged, Patrick had to take over and start earning his crust.\u00a0 He was worse than useless.\u00a0 My uncle and the Barringtons were not the only ones to lose everything they had because of him.<\/p>\n

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\u201cI remembered about the Ponderosa deal, even approached Julian in the hope that he would tell me who had financed the deal but he was closer than a clam.\u00a0 I even paid one of the clerks to look through the paper work but there wasn\u2019t any, the old man had destroyed it all \u2026at least that\u2019s what it seemed.<\/p>\n

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\u201cI told the Barringtons about it and they were sure that Paloma would be able to persuade old Ben to tell her who had bailed them out.\u00a0 She had quite an affection for Ben, \u00a0and being the kind of woman she was we were pretty confident that we would soon find out all we needed to know.\u201d<\/p>\n

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He paused, and frowned, Candy was unsure whether this was a good time or not to ask a question but then decided to remain silent.\u00a0 Time stretched on for a few moments \u00a0before Jones\u2019 \u00a0began to talk again.<\/p>\n

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\u201cIt didn\u2019t work of course, \u00a0we had to fall back on Plan B and get McGarthy to cough up what he owed. \u00a0 We realised that one of the easiest ways to get into the house without arousing suspicion was by taking advantage of the workmen being there, so I took on the role of Jack O\u2019Reilly. \u00a0 It was easy to strike up a relationship with Jennifer, she was \u2026 pliable. \u00a0 When the men left after that days shift I stayed in one of the rooms downstairs, a kind of storage room. I knew where to go to reach the study, it wasn\u2019t difficult to slip out and up the stairs.\u00a0 Jenny was in one of the rooms, cleaning I think. \u00a0 She was so used to seeing me about the house that she never even seemed to notice me, so I told her to get on with her work while I dealt with some business.\u00a0 She was too stupid to ask questions.\u00a0 I went in to the study and McGarthy was there with everything on the table. He was going to leave town and the mess behind him. \u00a0 We argued, I shot him, to be honest, I was quite glad to do so, \u00a0he was beneath contempt.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cAnd what happened then?\u201d Candy prompted seeing that Jones had lapsed into a reverie, no doubt reliving the moment when McGarthy had died .<\/p>\n

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\u201cI was going to go back into the bedroom but \u00a0Ford was \u00a0there with his daughter. I had to dodge into another room and wait for Paloma to come. \u00a0 There was someone else in the house, I hadn\u2019t realised that \u2026 not that it mattered because if Jenny or Ford had seen whoever it was then they could have been blamed for the murder.\u00a0 We had it timed to the exact minute \u2026 Paloma\u2019s arrival would appear quite natural, Ford had seen her earlier, so it wouldn\u2019t arouse any suspicion that she was visiting again.\u00a0 Jenny would admit her to the house as usual.\u00a0 Once Paloma had been upstairs I would leave the house with her, \u00a0it was dark and easy enough by keeping into the shadows, \u00a0then we drove off together in her carriage.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cDid Jenny know anything about your plans to see McGarthy?\u201c \u00a0Candy asked quietly to which Jones laughed and shook his head,<\/p>\n

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\u201cOf course not, \u00a0she\u2019s like a child, a wind up toy, she knew nothing about anything.\u00a0 I reckon I was the first man who had ever taken any notice to her apart from her father.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam and Candy exchanged looks, \u00a0Candy nodded and said very quietly but with a firmness that made the words ring in Jones\u2019 head \u201cAubrey Jones, I\u2019m arresting you on a charge of the murder of Patrick McGarthy.\u00a0 As you have admitted to the charges there will \u00a0be no bail afforded you. \u00a0 You may hire a lawyer for your defence in the event of a trial.\u00a0 Is that understood?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Jones just stared woodenly at the desk, then nodded his head \u201cPaloma and Silas\u2026 they planned it all.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNo doubt, Mr Jones. \u00a0 But you pulled the trigger and killed the man, you didn\u2019t have to do that \u2026\u201d Candy replied as he rose to his feet and walked to stand beside Jones, \u201cThis way, please.\u201d<\/p>\n

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For a moment Aubrey \u00a0hesitated, \u00a0then picked up his hat but before following Candy he stopped and looked back at Adam, \u201cHow did you know about Paloma and Silas being involved?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cThey had motive.\u201d Adam said quietly, \u201cAnd we just couldn\u2019t understand why she would want to visit McGarthy a second time in one day.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Candy smiled \u201cIt \u00a0all fitted into place once we realised that no one takes much notice of a workman being in the house, especially when they had been a common sight for so long. \u00a0 You just let yourself be used, Mr Jones, by the wrong people.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam watched as Jones was led away to the cell block.\u00a0 He thought over what had been said and waited for Candy to come back, raised his eyebrows and stood \u00a0up \u201cWell, \u00a0what now?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI need to speak to the Barringtons\u2026 \u00a0arrest them for conspiracy to murder and for theft and \u2026\u201d he shrugged \u201cPerhaps think up a few more charges along the way.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam gave a slight smile as he picked up his hat, \u201cI\u2019m sure a lot of people are going to be very relieved this is over.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cA lot of people?\u201d Candy gave a short laugh \u201cBelieve me, \u00a0I\u2019m at the head of the queue. \u201c<\/p>\n

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Chapter 75<\/p>\n

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Ben Cartwright was placing the last of the rifles on the rack in the cabinet when he heard the sound of the door opening.\u00a0 He turned slightly, \u00a0recognised Adam and nodded, then finished ensuring that the rifles were all \u00a0in place.<\/p>\n

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Adam removed his hat and placed it on the peg with a smile, \u00a0it gave him a feeling of security to notice that even the smallest thing, like the pegs where they put their hats, was just where it had always been.<\/p>\n

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\u201cEverything looks as it should, Pa.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Ben nodded with a smug smile on his face \u201cNearly lost a few items, \u00a0Hester had decided to donate several things to charity. \u201c<\/p>\n

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Adam frowned slightly and looked around the room for the copper statue of the \u00a0horse and its rider that his father was so fond of; \u00a0he wasn\u2019t sure why he felt a measure of relief at seeing it standing proudly in place on the book shelves in the area designated as Ben\u2019s study.\u00a0 Ben indicated a chair for his son to sit on, \u00a0not the favoured blue chair from the past, that had been consigned to Downings bonfire, but the one that replaced it was of leather and very comfortable, Adam settled into it and felt happy at the change.<\/p>\n

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\u201cGood to see you, son. \u00a0 What brings you here today?\u201d \u00a0Ben grinned as Hop Sing appeared at his side \u201cCoffee, Hop Sing, you know how Adam likes it\u2026 not changed your preferences, have you, son?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNo, not at all.\u00a0 Thank you, Hop Sing.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Hop Sing gave his slight bow \u201cYou like?\u00a0 New home polish up very fine?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cIt does indeed, Hop Sing.\u00a0 Guess \u00a0you\u2019re happy being in your own kitchen again?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cOh yes, Miss Mary Ann all the time fuss fuss worry worry and Missy Hester all time try to calm down. \u00a0 Now have own kitchen, feel very happy at long last \u2026\u201d he grinned widely \u201cHope no more houses burning down.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Father and son watched their friend disappear into the kitchen and shared a smile; \u00a0for \u00a0a moment Adam kept his eyes wandering over the dining area of the room, \u00a0remembering past meals, past times and then with a sigh he brought himself back to the present.<\/p>\n

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\u201cWell, Pa, \u00a0Candy has arrested the ones responsible for the killing of McGarthy.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cHe has?\u201d Ben raised his eye brows, \u201cThat didn\u2019t take long.\u00a0 Hmm, \u00a0well, \u00a0good for him.\u00a0 So who did it?\u201d<\/p>\n

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While Hop Sing brought in the coffee and some freshly baked cookies Adam told his father about Aubrey Jones, the connection with the Barringtons and Frobisher, and all the time Ben nodded, frowned and shook his head throughout until eventually Adam drew to a halt, picked up his cup of coffee and drained it dry<\/p>\n

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\u201cThe Barringtons?\u00a0 I\u2019m not really surprised to be honest, and I\u2019m relieved to know that it wasn\u2019t Dorothy.\u201d he paused and cradled the cup in his large hands, \u00a0\u201cAubrey Jones?\u00a0 I don\u2019t recall if I have ever even met him?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNo?\u201d Adam \u00a0shrugged and refilled his cup, \u201cThe Mayors nephew?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNo, \u00a0can\u2019t say I have\u2026and he claims to have \u2019almost\u2019 married Paloma?\u00a0 Well, I never\u2026 fancy that\u2026\u201d \u00a0Ben pursed his lips and frowned, as though the thought of someone other than himself considering Paloma as a wife was totally out of the question. \u00a0\u201cSo they\u2019re no nearer to finding who bailed me out when Liam McGarthy nearly ruined me\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNo, \u00a0haven\u2019t a clue.\u201d \u00a0Adam smiled and leaned back into his chair \u201cThis is very comfortable, Pa. \u00a0 Perhaps Downing did us a favour when he tried to burn the old place down.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Ben didn\u2019t reply to that, \u00a0but reached for his pipe \u201cI reckon Roy\u2019s happy that his housekeeper is in the clear.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cAs a dog with two tails,\u201d Adam grinned as he recalled Roy\u2019s delight at hearing the news of the arrest.<\/p>\n

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\u201cAnd deQuille, if I recall rightly you did mention that he was an old friend of Jones\u2019?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam nodded \u201cYes, back to college days.\u00a0 I guess he\u2019s just going to have to settle for the fact that his friend wasn\u2019t the man he once was, although I can understand how easily manipulated he would have been by the Barringtons.\u00a0 Not many men would have resisted Paloma\u2019s influence, \u00a0or even, could have\u2026\u201d he looked at his father who squared his shoulders and straightened his back<\/p>\n

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\u201cNot every man, no.\u201d Ben thumbed tobacco into the bowl of his pipe \u201cBut some can, son, \u00a0some can.\u201d \u00a0 he grinned and struck a match, the flame touched the tobacco as it ate along the little wooden stick, as usual Ben burnt his fingers, and flung the burnt out match into the hearth.<\/p>\n

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\u201cHester and Hoss will be moving into the place in a few days time.\u201d \u00a0he murmured as Adam got up, stretched a little and turned to walk off \u201cSeem pretty pleased to be leaving Joe\u2019s place.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI guess so,\u201d Adam nodded, \u201cNo doubt Joe is just as pleased that they\u2019re leaving.\u201d<\/p>\n

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They shared a grin and Ben stood up and walked with Adam to the door, \u00a0where Adam retrieved his hat. \u00a0\u201cCandy must be glad this is all over.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYes, he is.\u201d Adam slipped his hat over his head \u201cWe\u2019ll have to have a welcome back to the Ponderosa party.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Ben grinned \u201cI think Hester and Mary Ann are already writing up lists.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cHad a feeling they might.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI\u2019ll miss Olivia and the children, Adam\u201d \u00a0Ben said quietly, \u201cIt was good being with you all there.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWe miss you too, Pa.\u201d Adam replied sincerely and shook his father\u2019s hand warmly, \u201cIt was good having you \u00a0staying with us.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cSofia was good company \u00a0while she was here \u2026\u201d Ben trailed behind him as he stepped onto the porch<\/p>\n

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\u201cI\u2019m glad.\u00a0 She wasn\u2019t too happy going into school today.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Ben nodded and placed a hand on Adams shoulder, squeezed it fondly and then stepped back to let him go on his way. \u00a0 When Adam was in the saddle and had turned the horse round in order to leave Ben raised his hand in salute \u2026 \u00a0and felt a measure of relief knowing that his son was only going a mile down the road, not miles from them on a ship being buffeted by the northerly gales.<\/p>\n

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Once the sound of the horse and rider had faded Ben re-entered the house, \u00a0paused at the threshold as though recalling to mind something he had intended to say but forgotten. \u00a0 He walked over to the fireplace and emptied out his pipe slowly, meditatively, before replacing it upon the rack, \u00a0and then called for Hop Sing. \u00a0 By the time the other man had appeared he was back at the door reaching his hat and gun belt.\u00a0 Hop Sing looked at him and scowled \u201cWhere \u00a0you go? \u00a0 You not go now, food all dry up.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cSorry, Hop Sing. \u00a0 I have to go and see someone.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNot now, you stay\u2026you see someone maybe tomorrow\u2026be better you go another day.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNo, this can\u2019t wait, Hop Sing.\u201d \u00a0he smiled at his old friend knowing that half of the protests were play acting, \u00a0the teasing banter of easy companionship bonded by the years. \u00a0\u201cI\u2019ll be back as soon as possible.\u201d<\/p>\n

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It took no time to saddle up and within moments he was going at a steady canter out of the yard towards the road that led to town. \u00a0 \u00a0As he passed the turning towards Adam\u2019s home he glanced in the direction of the house, but it was concealed by the outbuildings and trees. \u00a0 Cinnamon loped on at a steady pace, and as he made his way \u00a0Ben thought over the reason why the Barringtons had \u00a0come to Virginia City.\u00a0 To locate someone whom they believed wealthy enough to finance their rise in the political field.<\/p>\n

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Bens eyes darkened, narrowed \u00a0and his lips thinned at the thought that the couple had callously concluded that whoever had financed the deal to save the Ponderosa would pour dollars into their laps in order for what?\u00a0 A pipe dream?\u00a0 He shook his head, the frown furrowing more deeply upon his brow.\u00a0 No one knew who had saved the Ponderosa that day except a mere handful, and he had to admit, even his assumptions in the past had never been confirmed.<\/p>\n

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Sheer stupidity he told himself, he should have sat down with his son and talked about it, man to man, told him how he had felt before Julian sprang the surprise, and afterwards when the Title Deeds had been passed over to him again.\u00a0 The Ponderosa safe in his custody for future generations. \u00a0 Ben\u2019s heart hammered beneath his shirt, \u00a0all these years and he had never mentioned it \u2026 well, once or twice hinted \u2026 \u00a0he had never shown his son how much he appreciated the sacrifices that he had made, must have made, to provide so much money .<\/p>\n

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Why not?\u00a0 Why not\u2026 \u00a0was it because he was embarrassed?\u00a0 Had it been pride?\u00a0 Did it make him feel like a beggar who had been granted largesse by someone to whom he would be forever bound by gratitude to favour? \u00a0 Or was it simply that he had known that Adam would have preferred it this way, this secrecy, so that time passed like sand covering everything over and hiding it all from view.\u00a0 Did it make it easier for him?<\/p>\n

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Ben turned Cinnamon\u2019s head to the right fork in the road towards town and remembered as he did so the rather oblique reference to Adam that Julian had made that day after the purchase had \u00a0been made. \u00a0 It had been clear enough at the time, but obscured enough to confuse when thought over later in the day. \u00a0 He remembered how he had sat down at his desk with pen in hand so exalted, yes, that was the word, exalted at this rescue\u2026 that he wanted to pour everything down in words to his son \u2026 thank \u00a0you seemed so paltry, appreciation so meagre \u2026 and then he realised that wherever he was at the time, Adam may very well prefer not to receive such a letter.\u00a0 That same feeling had been endorsed several times over whenever some attempt had been made to get some confirmation of what had happened from him, \u00a0even now, when it had reared its ugly head again with the Barringtons, Adam had said not a word about his role in the matter.<\/p>\n

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Ben dismounted outside the sheriff\u2019s office and strode to the door, paused and looked around him.\u00a0 Should he go and see Roy first? \u00a0 No, little point, what would Roy know anyway? \u00a0 He pushed open the door and stepped inside the building to find Clem playing checkers with Watts and Candy writing something down in a thick ledger.<\/p>\n

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All three men paused in what they were doing and looked over at their visitor who, rather abashed now, removed his hat. \u00a0\u201cBen?\u00a0 Anything wrong?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNo, \u00a0no \u2026 I – Adam mentioned – er – the Barringtons have been arrested I believe?\u201d he removed his hat, closed the door behind him and approached the desk, \u201cI wondered if I could have a word with Paloma Barrington.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cCertainly. \u201cCandy stood up with a smile, \u201cI\u2019m afraid it can\u2019t be a private interview, Ben. \u201c<\/p>\n

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\u201cIt doesn\u2019t have to be\u2026\u201d \u00a0Ben raised his dark brows, \u201cAnyhow, \u00a0what\u2019s the position with them?\u00a0 Guilty of what?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cMmm,\u201d \u00a0Candy scratched his head and looked over at his deputies who decided to put their heads down and get on with their game, \u201cA puzzle.\u00a0 Silas denies all knowledge of anything.\u00a0 Paloma \u00a0says it was all Aubreys doing, but she was not guilty of anything other than going to collect Aubrey from McGarthy and our hero, Mr Jones, \u00a0is now refusing to say a word.\u00a0 They\u2019re in separate cells of course.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cAnd the Mayor?\u00a0 What does he have to say about his nephew?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Candy gave a sharp bark of a laugh and shook his head \u201cThe Mayor?\u00a0 Well, he has taken his wife away on holiday to visit relatives in San Francisco.\u00a0 You can just imagine how that rubbed salt into the wounds, Jones\u2019 was livid. \u201c<\/p>\n

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Ben grimaced and followed the sheriff to the cell block. \u00a0 Hancock was sound asleep, snoring loudly, more loudly than his singing had been previously.\u00a0 Aubrey Jones was lying recumbent upon the truckle bed, his arms folded under his head and his eyes closed, he didn\u2019t stir even though he must have heard the footsteps pass his cell.\u00a0 Silas was in the next cell and immediately sprung to his feet to approach the bars<\/p>\n

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\u201cWhere\u2019s my lawyer?\u00a0 Have \u00a0you sent for him yet?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI thought Mr Jones was your lawyer, Mr Barrington.\u201d Candy replied laconically and with a wry grin<\/p>\n

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\u201cI gave you his address, wire him and tell him to get here immediately.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI have, Mr Barrington, but it takes some time to get from Sacramento to Virginia City.\u00a0 You\u2019ll have to be patient a while longer.\u201d Candy \u00a0stepped back to allow Ben to move forwards to wards the cell where Paloma was standing, \u201cMiss Barrington , you have a visitor.\u201d<\/p>\n

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She moved away from the window and turned to observe Ben as he came nearer to the bars of her cell. \u00a0 With a smile that graced her features she walked to wards him \u201cHello Ben, it\u2019s good to see you again, even in these circumstances.\u201d<\/p>\n

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He smiled \u201cYes, it\u2019s good to see you also, Paloma.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI\u2019m sorry we never got to finish our meal the other day, it was an opportunity lost. I shall always regret it.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cThat\u2019s gracious of you, my dear, but \u2026\u201d he paused, smiled \u201cI\u2019m sorry that it had to end like this.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cSomething that never started, can\u2019t be ended, can it?\u201d she replied and her smile was slightly \u00a0cynical \u201cI have met your son, Adam.\u00a0 He\u2019s very much like you.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cSo I\u2019ve been told\u2026\u201d Ben sighed and then rubbed his jaw slowly, \u00a0\u201cPaloma, \u00a0I want to talk to \u00a0you \u2026\u201d he paused, acutely aware of the numerous eyes and ears absorbing his every word, \u00a0\u201cThis is awkward.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYes, \u00a0it is.\u201d she clasped one of the bars and drew closer \u201cAn unfortunate aspect of having neighbours in close proximity\u201d \u00a0she laughed a little at that remark and shrugged, \u201cYou remember my brother, Silas?\u201d \u00a0she nodded towards \u00a0the other man who had been staring with hostile belligerence at Ben since he had appeared \u201cAnd Aubrey Jones, \u00a0an old friend and one time adviser.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Ben glanced at both men \u2026Jones had not stirred from his attitude of imitating a log, whereas Silas now turned his back and retreated to the furthest corner of his cell thus providing Ben and Paloma some degree of intimacy.<\/p>\n

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\u201cBen, \u00a0I didn\u2019t kill McGarthy.\u00a0 Believe me, Silas and I, we needed him alive.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI didn\u2019t come to ask you about that, it\u2019s out of my hands anyway.\u00a0 The sheriff -\u201d he nodded over to Candy who was leaning against the far wall, close enough to observe but looking as poker faced as possible in order to appear ignorant of what was being said. \u00a0\u201cit\u2019s in his hands now, and whoever was responsible for \u00a0McGarthy\u2019s death will have to face trial.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI only went to try to get him to reason -\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cPaloma -\u201d Ben raised one hand and shook his head \u201cI\u2019ve already said, \u00a0it has nothing to do with me.\u00a0 I can\u2019t help you.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cThen why are you here if not to help?\u201d she hissed and raised her head, \u00a0then in the ensuing silence she placed a hand to her face and looked close to tears \u201cI\u2019ve never been in a cell \u00a0before, \u00a0this whole thing is – is unbearable.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Ben glanced again at Candy, then at Silas who was staring out of the window as though the view of the saloon and Amanda Ridleys haberdashery was too fascinating for words.\u00a0 Paloma struggled with herself and then raised her eyes to look at him, large almond shaped eyes, quite \u00a0beautiful.\u00a0 Ben found himself at a loss for words and was about to turn away when she said very quietly \u201cI\u2019m sorry, Ben, for everything. \u00a0 Silas and I, we had a plan, just to see you and find out who had been your benefactor all those years ago. \u00a0 Liam told us all about it when I visited him while he was in jail, he was – well – he was strange, wandering in his mind you know? \u00a0 I thought the story of someone coming to pay all that debt was fabricated, \u00a0a myth or nightmare that haunted him, because that\u2019s what it did, you know, yes, it haunted him. When Aubrey found out about it he confirmed the truth of the story\u201d<\/p>\n

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Ben sighed and shook his head \u201cYou came here to find out who that benefactor was, isn\u2019t that right?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYes. \u00a0 When I met you in Sacramento I thought you were charming, \u00a0and I really felt that perhaps \u00a0you liked me too.\u00a0 It just seemed more than a co-incidence, that you had actually sought us out just when our finances were becoming, for want of a better word, strained! \u00a0 Aubrey reminded us about the time you nearly lost everything, \u00a0and I remembered what Liam had said, it just seemed possible that given the right time and circumstances you may have told me. \u00a0 It was too good an opportunity to pass up, because \u2026 \u00a0well, \u00a0with his, or \u00a0her, money we could have financed Silas\u2019 future political career.\u201d \u00a0she leaned in to the bars, closer to him.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cBut surely you knew enough wealthy people in your circle of friends who would have provided Silas with the financial clout he required?\u201d \u00a0Ben looked puzzled, it was a question that had come to mind during her rambling explanation and now he watched her face as it crumpled into dismay<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cOh yes, the rich and famous, people we knew and who knew us probably too well.\u201d a flash of a smile, a twinkle in her eyes and then she fell into a pensive mode, \u201cNo, everything seemed too circumstantial, Ben \u2026 with you coming to see us, \u00a0Liam and Patrick\u2019s involvement \u2026you see, you didn\u2019t know us, and your benefactor would not know us either.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThere was no guarantee to that,\u201d \u00a0Ben smiled and nodded but involuntarily stepped back a pace or two, \u201cSo, \u00a0your meeting me was just to find out about the truth of the story?\u00a0 Who had paid out so much money to save the Ponderosa from Liam McGarthy?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

He looked at her eager beautiful face, \u00a0saw the hope there as though even now that knowledge would open doors, \u00a0release her from the purgatory she was currently existing in, the penury of shame and humiliation. \u00a0 Ben shook his \u00a0head \u201cYou thought I would tell you \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWhy wouldn\u2019t you tell me?\u00a0 Why not?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Ben smiled, \u201cYes, well, why not?\u201d \u00a0he then shook his head and leaned forward, \u201cI couldn\u2019t tell you, my dear, something about which I don\u2019t know myself.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The silence hung heavily between them, Ben could tell second by second how the atmosphere was changing, \u00a0from cosy conciliation to ice cold contempt.\u00a0 She stepped away \u201cYou don\u2019t know who paid all that money to save your Ponderosa?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The words were more or less spat out, \u00a0her face registered her frustration, her anger \u201cYou mean you really don\u2019t know who it is you owe so much to?\u00a0 The person who \u2026who \u2026 has all that money \u2026 \u201c<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cPaloma \u2026 I don\u2019t know if it was one person, \u00a0or a conglomerate of people; \u00a0 I don\u2019t know if it was a complete stranger acting on a whim of philanthropy or a dear friend stepping in to rescue me \u2026 \u00a0 I just don\u2019t know.\u00a0 Julian never told me nor did anyone else.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWhat about Martha?\u00a0 She would know, surely Julian would have told her?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNow you are clutching at straws, my dear. \u00a0 Julian was a man who knew how to keep secrets, even from his wife, even from me. \u00a0 Julian died with the secret undisclosed.\u00a0 I do think that whoever it was or whoever they were, \u00a0no longer care one way or the other about it, perhaps they\u2019re dead now, \u00a0perhaps not\u2026 I don\u2019t know.\u00a0 Whoever you tried to get the information from would have been a waste of time.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cCan\u2019t you guess?\u00a0 Have you never even tried to imagine who it could \u00a0have been?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cOh yes, at first \u2026 \u00a0 I even expected some information from Julian or from the person involved to explain but there was never anything.\u00a0 Never has been.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She stepped back now and looked at him with narrowed eyes, \u00a0but she was intrigued.\u00a0 He had expected her to be angry, \u00a0petulant due to frustration but no, she was puzzled and intrigued. \u00a0\u201cWhat about your sons? \u00a0 Adam?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHe was away at sea, \u00a0a long way away, unreachable, unknowing \u00a0of what was taking place.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYour other sons?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cUnable to get the funds, they tried but ..\u201d he shrugged and shook his head.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She regarded him steadily for a moment and then sighed slowly \u00a0before stepping away from the bars, \u201cWell then, good bye Ben, \u00a0 it was good to see you.\u00a0 I doubt if we shall meet again though.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

He nodded but said nothing, as he passed the other cell Silas was standing at the bar and struck out his hand \u201cMr Cartwright, my hand, sir\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Ben, surprised, puzzled, extended his hand which Silas shook \u201cMr Cartwright, may I say what an honour it has been to meet a man who must be so well respected that someone, \u00a0whoever it may be, \u00a0went to such great lengths to protect and return to you the thing you loved most.\u00a0 I doubt if it happens often \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Ben nodded, \u00a0he agreed, he doubted if anyone would think of doing such a thing \u2026he shook Silas\u2019 hand and then passed on, leaving Aubrey Jones still prone on his bed, and Hancock snoring but less audibly.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Candy came out with him into the office and followed him to the desk where Ben sat down at the chair opposite where Candy settled himself, \u00a0Clem knew their habits well enough and poured out coffee which he placed at their elbows.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cIs it true, Ben?\u00a0 You still don\u2019t know who provided that money?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI wouldn\u2019t lie, Candy. \u00a0 It\u2019s true\u2026.\u201d \u00a0 Ben nodded his thanks over to Clem and picked up the mug, \u00a0\u201cI was thinking about it on the way here, \u00a0trying to work out whom it could have been, but now, having to confront Paloma, I\u2019m glad I could honestly say I don\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cDon\u2019t you have any suspicions though?\u201d \u00a0Candy smiled and slightly narrowed his eyes to observe the older man carefully.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Ben smiled slowly \u201cAh well, yes, I have my suspicions, but they\u2019re not enough to say with confidence that that person actually IS my benefactor.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Candy sighed and shook his head, \u00a0then shrugged \u201cWell, whoever it was, the help came at the right time, \u00a0otherwise there would have been quite a range war going on there.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Ben shivered, the thought of what would have happened chilled him to the bone.\u00a0 As he lifted the cup to his lips he remembered the horsemen lined up on the borders of his land \u2026 miners, cattlemen, even Winnemucca and the Paiute \u2026 all ready to wage war on McGarthy and the \u2018new\u2019 owners of the Ponderosa.\u00a0 He smiled slowly, he was indebted even to them, for their loyalty and stubborn refusal to let the Ponderosa fall into any hands other than the Cartwrights.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Chapter 76<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Dorothy Tennant carefully replaced the ornament she had been dusting and then stared at it as though for some reason it was accusing her of malpractice. \u00a0 Slowly she moved on to the next ornament, paused and instead of dusting it, found the nearest chair and sat down. \u00a0 She had to think over the latest complication in her life and consider her options as honestly as possible knowing that not only her future was involved \u00a0but so also was that of someone whom she cared about very much.<\/p>\n

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During her lifetime she had been loved, and had loved in return but during many of those relationships she had endured hardship, abuse – both mental and physical, and then the pain of rejection.\u00a0 She had followed a career that had brought her recrimination and disrespect from both men and women, \u00a0a disrespect that still remained. \u00a0 It was displayed mostly from her own sex, \u00a0women were, she knew, narrow minded and prejudiced against her \u2018kind\u2019.\u00a0 The subtle snubs, the less than subtle barbs of insult and ignorance, \u00a0they still hurt, even now.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She sighed and her shoulders drooped and once again she glared at the little statuette while she thought over the efforts she had put into her \u2018new life\u2019, \u00a0the attempt to place her past firmly behind her. \u00a0 She had made some progress but she had been forced to accept that it was really only covering over the unpleasantness that still existed.\u00a0 Women had long memories.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Hadn\u2019t Jesus once said when a harlot had been about to \u00a0face punishment for her \u2018crimes\u2019, \u00a0\u201cLet ye who is without sin, cast the first stone?\u2019 \u00a0and had he not been forgiving to the poor wretched woman? \u00a0 She sat for a while thinking about that and then shook her head, \u00a0the whole point was that Roy\u2019s proposal of marriage just was not acceptable.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Roy Coffee was, in her eyes, the most humble, self effacing and sincere man she had ever met.\u00a0 Even during her \u2018working\u2019 days when she had owned the Sazarac and ran the girls there, he had never treated her with anything other than dignity.\u00a0 The same dignity he accorded to every woman in his town, because she was part of \u00a0\u2018his family\u2019 and vulnerable.\u00a0 He had understood that, her vulnerability. \u00a0 She had not, \u00a0 not until now.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

No, she couldn\u2019t accept his proposal, \u00a0nor expose him to the lessening of the respect the townspeople paid him. \u00a0 Becoming Mrs Roy Coffee would not remove the memory of her past from the minds of those narrow minded, tight lipped, censorious women who regarded him so highly.\u00a0 They would whisper about idols with clay feet and then the next thing would be to topple him entirely from the pedestal upon which he had been placed.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She couldn\u2019t do that to him.\u00a0 He deserved all the respect and fond affection they gave him.\u00a0 It was his reward for the loyal service and blood shed on their behalf over the years.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Having made up her mind now she continued with her work and had picked up the statuette when there was a knock on the door and she heard Roy\u2019s voice saying \u201cCome on in, Ben. \u00a0 I\u2019ll ask Dorothy to make us some coffee\u2026.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Jimmy Carstairs was 11 years old now, \u00a0and his mother had told him that he was becoming more like his father every day. \u00a0 Her pride in his father reflected in her love for him, and as she had handed him his lunch pail for the day and given him that kiss on his brow he had glowed with affability, love and respect for his hard working mother.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

They had moved to Virginia City six months earlier and she worked as a seamstress at Miss Ridleys\u2019 Womens Fashions store.\u00a0 She had worked hard all her life but even harder since James Carstairs had been killed in an unfortunate accident while returning home late at night from the saloon, drunk as usual. \u00a0 Not that anyone here knew about that, it was a secret, one of those he knew his mother would prefer no one would get to know.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Jimmy was the only child of an unhappy union but loved \u00a0and adored by a warm hearted mother.\u00a0 This resulted in a total lack if understanding on how other children felt who were not the sun around which their mothers world revolved.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

However things changed as a boy grew up, and recently other things had changed as well. \u00a0 As he had toiled up the hill towards school that morning Jimmy Carstairs had rehearsed in his mind what he was going to say to a certain person there, \u00a0on this very day, \u00a0because he just couldn\u2019t contain his feelings any longer.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

It had been a long morning, \u00a0and recess had seemed a long time in arriving for the boy. When it came, at last, the children streamed out and with a beating heart Jimmy trailed along behind them.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The children were settling into their groups to eat their lunch for the day was still dry and pleasant enough for them to do so, \u00a0and he watched them for a moment before leaving the security of the school porch.\u00a0 David Riley joined him and suggested they sat together to eat but Jimmy was too distracted to hang around and talk, \u00a0he really needed to see this particular person as soon as possible because he was fairly bursting with the desire to speak up.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The Cartwrights were there with their little group of friends.\u00a0 He watched them for a moment, thoughtful \u00a0and then slowly he made his way over to them. \u00a0 Reuben raised a hand in welcome and Jimmy didn\u2019t know if it was really to him or David.\u00a0 He had a feeling that Reubens effort of friendship were not as sincere as his own had been.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Sofia was about to run off with Annie and Betty Sales but had to stop because Jimmy stood right in front of her. \u00a0\u201cCan I talk with you a minute, please, Sofia.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Sofia felt herself getting hot, she knew that her face would be going red because that happened, she had seen it happen once in the mirror when her mother was scolding her about something.\u00a0 She didn\u2019t feel it was a pretty sight but then who cared really, this was Jimmy Carstairs.\u00a0 I mean \u2026 Jimmy Carstairs!!!<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She pouted and shrugged, looked over at her friends who had ran off a little way but were standing close by, waiting. \u00a0 \u00a0She looked at Jimmy \u00a0\u201cWhat do you want, Jimmy?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

He \u00a0blinked rapidly and she knew that the way she had spoken had hurt his feelings.\u00a0 She sighed, and shook her head, it was too bad, \u00a0no matter what Pa said, it was just too hard to be \u2019nice\u2019 to Jimmy. \u00a0\u201cWell?\u201d \u00a0she tried to moderate her voice, soften it, but somehow even that came out cold and hard.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI was just wondering \u2026 how are you feeling today, Sofia?\u201d \u00a0Jimmy squeaked, and blushed.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Sofia watched as the colour mantled the boys cheeks, covered over the freckles and made his blue eyes even bluer.\u00a0 She cleared her throat \u201cI\u2019m very well, thank you.\u201d \u00a0she paused and wondered what else she was supposed to say, \u00a0this was some kind of polite thing mother had taught her and now she had forgotten \u2026 ah well, it was just Jimmy anyway, what did it matter?<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m glad because I was wondering if I could … maybe sit with you during lunch?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She wrinkled her nose in scorn \u201cWhy would you want to do that?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWell, \u00a0I don\u2019t mind doing it ..\u201d he said quietly, and reached out a hand towards hers, as though to take hold and lead her someplace where they could sit together.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo, it\u2019s alright, I\u2018m sitting with Betty and Rosie.\u201d she looked quickly over to where her friends were waiting for her and felt her face flush again \u201cWhat\u2019s the matter with you, Jimmy Carstairs?\u00a0 You sickening for something?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo,\u201d \u00a0he sighed and felt his tender heart rebuffed and rejected, he bowed his head and turned away, scuffed his feet along the dust and trailed his way towards where David and several other boys were sitting together.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

He looked over his shoulder at her and watched as she ran off with Betty and Annie, her blonde hair bouncing on her shoulders and her pretty face flushed.\u00a0 She was smiling, \u00a0and Jimmy involuntarily smiled as well.\u00a0 That was the way she affected him, her mood was his mood\u2026 he loved her.<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Ben pushed open the door of the saloon and nodded over to Jake Solomon who translated that into meaning his usual order of a good long beer. \u00a0 The rancher was still smiling to himself as he sat down at the table and Jake delivered the beer to his side<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cGood news, Ben?\u201d \u00a0Jake asked with a genial smile on his ruddy face.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYes, thank you, Jake.\u201d Ben passed over the money and raised the glass to his lips, after the amount of coffee he had consumed already this was more than welcome<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHey, Ben.\u201d \u00a0the hearty voice of Frank Rawlins drifted towards him and he gave the man a nod, pursed his lips and wondered how Rawlins would feel about the news of Roys proposal to Dorothy, who, at one time, had been very friendly with Frank.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The sound of chair legs \u00a0being scraped across the floor indicated that Frank was about to settle himself at Bens table so Ben raised a hand and indicated to Jake that another beer was required. \u00a0 Frank smiled \u201cThanks, Ben. \u00a0 Guess you can afford to buy an old friend a beer considering how much I put into your account the other day.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Ben grinned and nodded, \u00a0he knew that had his sons made such a gamble he would have verbally \u2019boxed their ears\u2019, but it had paid off and he had known he was on safe ground having had inside information.\u00a0 He looked at Frank \u201cYou wouldn\u2019t have missed it.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cTrue enough.\u201d \u00a0Frank nodded and took the glass from Jake with a smile, he sipped the brew and then looked over at Ben with a more serious expression on his face \u201cI heard about McGarthy\u2019s \u00a0murderers being brought in. \u00a0 Do \u00a0you know them at all?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo, not really.\u00a0 I met the Barringtons once or twice when I was in Sacramento \u00a0with Roy a few months ago, but not enough to say we were really acquainted.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Frank nodded and solemnly stared at the liquid in his glass before venturing to say that he had heard the whole problem had revolved around the situation regarding the strange purchase of the Ponderosa some years back when they had been involved with Liam McGarthy. \u201cOdd, how that keeps coming back to bite us, isn\u2019t it?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cOdd, but not unsurprising in a community like this, I suppose.\u201d Ben muttered hoping that a lack of enthusiasm on his part would put an end to the conversation.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cEver find out who it was?\u201d Frank asked glancing slyly over at his friend who shook his head, and said, yet again, that he didn\u2019t.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

They lapsed into silence and then Frank smiled again, \u201cHow come you were so sure that those two mines would close down, \u00a0Ben? \u00a0 I got to thinking after I paid over my money that I hadn\u2019t an inkling about the Yellow Jacket being in any kind of trouble, that\u2019s why I put such a heavy bet on it being one of the few mines that would survive around here.\u00a0 As for the \u00a0Jackson\u2019s closure of his mine \u2026 well, I had my doubts about that one, but didn\u2019t expect him to close it down so quickly.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cA lot more mines will be going the same way, Frank.\u201d \u00a0Ben sighed, and wondered for a moment how Virginia City would fare without the number of mines churning out their bullion \u00a0week in and week out.\u00a0 How would it affect the Ponderosa?<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYes,\u201d \u00a0Frank nodded and looked sombre \u201cGone are the days when we could keep a Government afloat by what we dug out of our mines, Ben.\u00a0 I never thought I\u2019d see the day when mines would be closing down so quickly.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cGreed, \u00a0Frank, put it all down to greed.\u201d \u00a0he frowned and then gave a brief smile at Frank \u201cRemember when \u00a0you first came here? \u00a0 You and your wife and kids lived in an excuse of a tent surrounded by hundreds of others, all eager to make their fortunes.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Frank nodded and cradled the beer glass in his hands \u201cYou know, they were the hardest of times, Ben. \u00a0 But they were days I\u2019ll never forget for the friendships and courage we saw there \u2026 you know, we never knew from one day to the next if we were going to survive. \u00a0 Men killed for a few inches of someone else\u2019s stake.\u00a0 Put a foot over the line and \u00a0you risked a knife in your back or a bullet.\u00a0 But friendships borne then flourished along with the misery.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

They both lapsed into silence as memories came to mind\u2026 rows upon rows of tents or \u00a0old shacks, \u00a0the filth of rain water and sewage running like rivers between them, children covered in dirt, dressed in rags, without shoes and then, as time passed those same children dressed in the best of clothing, being educated at the best of schools, \u00a0those fortunate few whose parents, like Frank Rawlins, had hit the big bonanza.\u00a0 Those who had not were in their graves and were long forgotten, faceless, nameless.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI noticed you\u2019d been to see Roy?\u201d Frank murmured and regarded the spillage on the table rather more carefully than normal \u201cHow is he?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHe\u2019s well, \u00a0he has a good housekeeper you know?\u201d Ben said mischievously.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYes, \u00a0I know, I saw her recently.\u00a0 That was before they knew who had killed McGarthy, she told me that she was rather worried that they suspected her.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cMmm, \u00a0well, \u00a0sadly her previous association with that family rather influenced opinion I suppose\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Frank nodded, \u201cShe\u2019s trying to make a fresh start to life, but people hereabouts have long memories.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Ben darted a glance at his friend and frowned \u201cShe needs friends then, \u00a0doesn\u2019t she?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Frank nodded and then shrugged \u201cThing is the womenfolk.\u00a0 My wife looks like she\u2019s sucking lemons every time Dorothea\u2019s name is mentioned.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThen don\u2019t mention it.\u201d \u00a0Ben emptied his glass and stood up, \u201cShe was a good friend to you at one time\u2026. And not just in the way of your relationship with her, \u00a0but in the fact that she helped your daughter, if I recall rightly, when she was in trouble at one time.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cOh yes, I owe Peaches a lot, \u00a0which is what riles Hilda up so much, she hates to be beholden to someone \u2026 well, someone with a reputation.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWell, as I say, she needs friends.\u201d \u00a0Ben placed a hand on the other mans shoulder and then walked off, \u00a0nodding his thanks to Jake who was wiping up spills from the bar.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Chapter 77<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Hop Sing hadn\u2019t been happy at Ben\u2019s late arrival home the previous day and had gone into a sulk so that there had been much clanging and banging from the kitchen area while breakfast was being prepared. \u00a0 He had replied monosyllabically to Ben\u2019s questions and walked off muttering Cantonese beneath his breath.\u00a0 Well used to his friends vagaries and accepting the blame for it, Ben settled down to his meal and had just reached out to refresh his cup when the door opened and Joe appeared with a merry smile and twinkling eyes.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHi Pa?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cMorning, \u00a0Joseph, how is everyone today?\u201d Ben smiled a welcome and was about to call out to Hop Sing for more coffee when the cook appeared bearing another cup and saucer which was more or less slammed upon the table making everything rattle.\u00a0 The coffee pot, replenished and steaming, was \u00a0set down and the previous one whisked away .<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cUpset him again have you, Pa?\u201d \u00a0Joe grinned as he removed his hat and then joined Ben at the table \u201cWhat have you done this time?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI got home late \u2026 \u201c<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAh, dinner all dried up huh?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Ben nodded and they shared a smile.\u00a0 Joe poured the coffee into his cup and then sat back, looked around the room and nodded \u201cLooks good, Pa. \u00a0 Hester has a good eye for furniture.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYes, \u00a0I guess she has\u2026 \u201c \u00a0 Ben nodded \u201cThings I miss though\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Joe didn\u2019t venture into that subject, he liked the look of the comfortable leather chairs and the long settee.\u00a0 He had always considered the burgundy striped settee one of the most uncomfortable pieces of furniture ever known to man. \u00a0 He smiled and sipped his coffee \u201cWhat made you late?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cOh, I went into town to see Candy, had a chat with the Barrington woman\u2026\u201d he paused, realised he was being uncharitable \u201cPaloma Barrington. \u00a0 You know they were arrested along with Aubrey Jones for McGarthy\u2019s murder?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYeah, the news did kind of trickle through to us.\u201d \u00a0Joe looked down at the cast on his arm, he raised his eyebrows \u201cHoss is up, got downstairs at last.\u00a0 Should be home in a few days.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThat\u2019s good, \u00a0the house needs one of \u00a0you boys back here.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cFeels empty huh?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Ben sighed and decided that this subject was one he wouldn\u2019t pursue, he pushed away the now empty plate \u201cHow\u2019s your arm?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cMuch better. \u00a0 I\u2019m going into town with Hester later on, going to see if Paul can remove the cast.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cMmm, early days son, you need to be patient.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Joe nodded, he had heard all that kind of talk many times before. \u00a0\u201cSo what did you go and see this Paloma about, Pa?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Ben sighed again, shook his head as though regretting the whole thing about the visit, then said \u201cI wanted to know for sure why she was here in town.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cOh, \u00a0and I suppose it wasn\u2019t to \u00a0hog tie you into marriage, do away with you and take over the Ponderosa?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cJoe?\u00a0 You have far too vivid an imagination.\u201d Ben admonished although he laughed along with him \u00a0 \u201cShe\u2019s obsessed about this person who bought the Ponderosa all those years back.\u00a0 I believe that her plan was to get to know me well enough to tell her who it was \u2026 upon which I guess I would have been cast aside.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cDid you tell her?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cTell her what? \u00a0 I couldn\u2019t tell her something I don\u2019t know myself, anyway, I wouldn\u2019t disclose that information to anyone even if I did know.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Joe regarded his father thoughtfully, \u00a0then grimaced, his hazel eyes darkened slightly to spark more amber than green. \u00a0\u201cPa, \u00a0I thought you did know who had bought it?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo, \u00a0I don\u2019t.\u201d \u00a0Ben snapped rather grumpily and gave Joe the benefit of a cold glare before pouring out more coffee<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYou mean \u2026 you really don\u2019t know?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The cup was replaced with sufficient force to cause coffee to slop over into the saucer \u201cNo, I don\u2019t know. \u00a0 Do you?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Joe laughed, \u00a0he leaned against the back of the chair and hooted with laughter so that Hop Sing ran out, looked at them both anxiously before shaking his head (after all such scenes were not unknown in the Cartwright household) and returning to the kitchen<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYou do know?\u201d \u00a0Ben said in a tone of incredulity \u201cWell, who was it?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cPa, \u00a0are \u00a0you sure you don\u2019t know?\u201d \u00a0Joe said once he had pulled himself together, and looked affectionately at his father who stared at him from a blank face, \u00a0so he shook his head \u201cWell, think about it \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI have thought about it, long and hard for weeks now. \u00a0 And before that \u2026when it all happened\u2026 I thought about it.\u00a0 Long and hard. \u00a0 Do you know what, Joe?\u00a0 I realised that if I did know who it was \u2026\u201d \u00a0he paused and struggled to find the right words to express his feelings \u201cIf I knew then the sense of obligation \u00a0would be almost too much to handle. \u00a0 I decided then that I didn\u2019t want to know so I stopped thinking about it.\u00a0 I remember once \u2026\u201d \u00a0he paused again, a longer pause but aware of his son looking hard at him, \u00a0he shook his head \u201cA conversation \u00a0I had with Adam shortly after his return from his trip to Egypt.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Joe nodded, and stared down at the table cloth, he remembered when Adam had come back from that trip, slightly more battered, more bruised by the political engineering that seemed to dictate his life. \u00a0\u201cWhat happened?\u00a0 Did he say anything – significant?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Ben pursed his lips, and furrowed his brows then released yet another sigh (3 in less than half an hour, Joe accepted the fact his father was not in the best of moods).<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI thought so at the time\u2026but it was just a kind of flippant comment; you know your brother, Joe?\u00a0 Although I have to admit I didn\u2019t ask him outright, in fact, I didn\u2019t ask him anything at all. I just \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cMade a flippant comment?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cIt didn\u2019t seem flippant at the time.\u201d \u00a0Ben bristled slightly, that he could be accused of any such thing, and leaned closer in towards his son, as though they were about to engage in a very confidential discussion \u201cI \u00a0thought – rightly or wrongly – that Adam had somehow got the money together, but, \u00a0at the same time I didn\u2019t have the courage to ask him outright.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWhy would you need courage?\u00a0 He\u2019s your son for pete\u2019s sake?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI know, \u00a0but relationships can be finely tuned things you know, Joe. \u00a0 Adam \u00a0can be a mite tetchy at times.\u201d \u00a0he chewed his bottom lip for a moment which caused Joe to smile affectionately at his father, \u00a0after some seconds Ben continued \u201cI thought that had Adam wanted me to know, he would have told me\u2026. But he didn\u2019t say a word, \u00a0and that made me feel that fact alone meant he didn\u2019t want me to know.\u00a0 So I kind of threw out a comment about his owning the Ponderosa and he just said how he didn\u2019t because I\u2019d bought it back.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWell then \u2026 \u00a0what\u2019s the problem?\u201d \u00a0Joe\u2019s eyes widened, \u00a0his face took on the bemused expression of a child not understanding a parents dilemma over a simple matter.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAt first I felt relieved, \u00a0felt sure it had been him after all\u2026 \u00a0 how does a father repay such generosity?\u00a0 The more I thought about it the more – well – it wasn\u2019t an outright admission, was it? \u00a0 He could have said that about my buying it back because he had heard how I had paid out of my pocket for it\u2026 any one could have told him that\u2026 \u00a0anyway, over the years nothings been said, \u00a0and to be honest I forgot about it \u2026 until Paloma arrived raking everything up and making me worry about it again.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWhy are you worried about it?\u201d \u00a0Joe doodled with his finger in the spilt coffee in \u00a0his saucer<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cBecause I don\u2019t know for sure who it was\u2026 \u00a0 it means someone \u2026 \u00a0it means I owe someone a huge debt.\u00a0 Do you realise what could have happened if that money hadn\u2019t been available?\u00a0 Candy and you and Winnemucca \u2026 \u00a0I still dread to think about the range war that would have been going on here if McGarthy had won that deal.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWell, he didn\u2019t,\u201d Joe said in the tones of one who was bored by the subject now and wished it had never started.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo, he didn\u2019t, thankfully.\u00a0 Well, thanks to whoever it was \u2026\u201d \u00a0Ben frowned more darkly than ever \u201cCan \u00a0you imagine how I feel, Joe?\u00a0 The sense of obligation is like an albatross around my neck and \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cPa \u2026 \u00a0how would you feel if you did know who it was \u2026 like one hundred per cent sure?\u201d \u00a0Joe \u00a0said and placed a gentle hand on his father\u2019s arm, raised his eyebrows and nodded.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Ben shrugged and pushed himself away from the table, got to his feet and shook his head \u201cRelieved. \u00a0 And no doubt still like having an albatross round my neck.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Joe laughed again and shook his head, \u201cPa, you know what you used to say to us when we were kids?\u00a0 You can\u2019t have your cake and eat it as well\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Ben grinned and together, father and son, strolled towards the study area of the big room. \u00a0 \u201cSo, anyway, you think you know who it was, huh? \u00a0 Someone tell you?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo one said a thing to me, or Hoss.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cOh he knows too, does he?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNothing was said to him either.\u00a0 We just got talking about it and \u2026\u201d he shrugged as though that was it, a fait accompli .. \u00a0\u201cIt was obvious.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cGood. \u00a0 So who was it?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAdam, of course.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Ben frowned, his dark eyes became darker, like black pools \u00a0and then he shook his head \u201cAdam?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cLook, \u00a0he left here just as this McGarthy thing started up, didn\u2019t he? \u00a0 Well, he knew we could be in for trouble \u00a0and we know big brother well enough to know that he would not have gone away to sea without trying to do something to help us should we need it.\u00a0 That\u2019s right, ain\u2019t it?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cGo on, speak your mind\u2026\u201d \u00a0Ben sat down and drew in his breath, nodded and waited.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHis ships in San Francisco, and who else is there? \u00a0 Julian Frobisher.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cJulian.. . Of course, he would have gone to see Julian and have arranged some kind of protection.\u00a0 Yes, that fits in with something Julian once said when I tried to get the name from him.\u201d \u00a0Ben scowled \u201cBut \u2026 \u00a0have you spoken to Adam about it?\u00a0 Do you know for sure?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cPa, \u00a0think about it\u2026 \u00a0 \u00a0that was a lot of money, right? \u00a0 Who do you know with that amount of money?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Ben frowned, \u00a0it was rather like trying to solve a math problem at school, he shook his head \u201cI can\u2019t see how Adam would have had that much money. \u00a0 Several in town would have but preferred not to , \u00a0unless of course they did and \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cPa, concentrate.\u00a0 It isn\u2019t hard, not really.\u201d \u00a0Joe\u2019s eyebrows rose and fell and the hazel eyes once again gleamed green \u201cIt isn\u2019t money that is the issue \u2026 it isn\u2019t the amount of money that\u2019s involved .. It isn\u2019t anything like that at all \u2026 \u00a0there was only one person who would WANT to help you to that degree.\u00a0 As you said a lot of folk \u00a0could have paid that money outright, but they didn\u2019t because they lacked the real motivation \u00a0to do so.\u00a0 The richest folk in town back then were the ones who ran the mines, and they wouldn\u2019t go against other mine owners on a matter of big money like that ..now, would they? \u00a0 So \u2026 what is \u2026 Pa, are you concentrating?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Ben nodded, \u00a0it was all coming together, he could see through the mist something crystallising, forming, making sense.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cLove, Pa. \u00a0 Love is the strongest emotion in the world \u2026 \u00a0why do you think the good book warns us against Love of money \u2026because it\u2019s the root of all evil, causes – well – people like Paloma Barrington to creep out of the woodwork. \u00a0 Love bears all things, Pa. \u00a0 Now you and I know that big brother keeps a lot of things locked up tight inside himself, because he knows the power of love, don\u2019t he?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Ben nodded, he put out a hand and placed it on Joe\u2019s shoulder, \u201cAnd \u00a0you\u2019ve not said anything to him about it?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNot a word. Neither of us have. \u00a0 Our brother may be the most loving of men, but he also happens to suffer the sin of pride enormously too\u2026\u201d Joe grinned, \u201cOne has to respect that, and wait.\u00a0 One day he\u2019ll mention it, \u00a0and of course, when he does, he\u2019ll expect us to have known all along.\u00a0 Because that\u2019s the kind of man he is, Pa \u2026\u201d \u00a0Joe observed his father for a second and smiled, \u201cHe\u2019s just like you really \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Hester looked up from buttoning her little girl\u2019s coat and smiled as Joe came into the room \u201cI thought you had changed your mind, Joe.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo, sorry I\u2019m late. \u00a0 I had things to talk over with Pa.\u201d \u00a0he raised a hand and waved over to Hoss who was \u00a0standing, or rather, propping himself up against the door frame watching his wife as she fussed over Hopes coat.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHow is Pa, Joe?\u201d Hoss asked hoping he didn\u2019t look as though he were about to fall over if he left the safety of the door frame<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHe\u2019s fine, said he was looking forward to having you back home.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Hoss nodded, \u00a0carefully, his head was much better now but it still \u00a0caused his ears to ring if he nodded too vigorously.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Hester lifted Hope up and hugged her into her arms \u201cWell, let\u2019s go, we\u2019ll see you later, Hoss. \u00a0 Wave good bye to daddy, Hope.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The rig was ready waiting in the yard and after Joe had helped his sister in law up onto the seat, then lifted Hope into her lap, he went round to take his place, took the reins and set the horses off at a loping gait up the track towards the main track to town. \u00a0 \u00a0They passed the Ponderosa standing proud now among the trees, \u00a0its roof gleamed as they looked down upon it from the roadway.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cIt looks really good, doesn\u2019t it, Joe?\u00a0 Pa must be pleased with it.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHe is, \u00a0and glad to be home too.\u201d \u00a0Joe grinned and gave Hester a lop sided grin, \u201cYou got some \u00a0handsome furniture there too, suit\u2019s the old place.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She smiled and nodded, glad it had all gone well, but anxiety about the coming meeting with Doctors Schofield and Martin niggled away at the pit of her stomach.\u00a0 Hope sat on her lap and pointed to various things and tried to find the right words in her light childish voice<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

They passed the turning in the road towards Adam and Olivia\u2019s home and Hope clapped her hands \u201cNat-Nat.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNot today,\u201d Hester said quietly, \u201cWhen we come home perhaps.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNow?\u00a0 Nat-Nat now?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cLater.\u201d Hester shook her head at her little girl who watched as the turning in the track faded from view taking any chance of playing with her cousin along with it.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

For a moment they continued on the journey in silence, then Joe turned to look at his sister in law, and the little girl seated on her lap \u201cYou know, Hester, \u00a0there isn\u2019t anything wrong with Hope.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cJoe, \u00a0you\u2019re not a doctor.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cShucks, I know that \u2026\u201d \u00a0Joe smiled although his eyes were serious, \u00a0\u201cBut children come in all shapes and sizes. \u00a0 You\u2019re worrying about Hope for nothing.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Hester didn\u2019t reply immediately, \u00a0she was somewhat hurt that no one in the family seemed aware of the worry she felt about her little girl, there had been no outpouring of sympathy as she had wanted and she resented that after all, had it \u00a0been one of theirs\u2026. \u00a0 \u00a0She shook her head, there was no point in blaming anyone, or being angry with them.\u00a0 She dropped a kiss on the top of her daughters blonde head and blinked tears.<\/p>\n

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 <\/p>\n

Chapter 78<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Paul Martin was a busy man so he was quite grateful to send Joe off with a scolding for being \u2018impatient\u2019. \u00a0 The arm would need another few weeks yet to mend, didn\u2019t he know any better by now?\u00a0 The cast would have to remain so, while the doctors spent time with Hester the young man was sent away to kick his heels.\u00a0 Not that he did that for he took himself off to see Roy and was rewarded with a slab of cake, coffee and gossip.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Hester was left with Hope in her lap, watching as Paul fussed over some papers and wrote down some minor details.\u00a0 After that the little girl was undressed to her underwear and Paul measured her, \u00a0weighed her, \u00a0and even measured the size of her skull. \u00a0 The little girl was good, but kept her eyes fixed on her momma, \u00a0occasionally blinking as though she wanted to cry.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She did weep a little when Timothy Schofield strode into the room, full of his usual pomposity and self importance.\u00a0 Perhaps she had inherited Hester\u2019s dislike of the man but she cringed away from him when he went to pick her up and turned to her mother.\u00a0 When Hester stood up to help her little girl Timothy said very sharply \u201cSit down, woman. \u00a0 There\u2019s no point in fussing, this child has to learn that mothers aren\u2019t always there to pick them up whenever they want.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Paul raised his eyebrows, rolled his eyes and shook his head.\u00a0 He looked over at Hester and felt sympathy for her, \u00a0he still hadn\u2019t learned to appreciate Timothy\u2019s manner, believing that a holistic attitude towards his patients always got the better results.\u00a0 However, Timothy excelled in the latest modern medical research and techniques and where Hope\u2019s future was concerned, Paul was sure she was in the best hands.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Hope was therefore carried away in Timothy\u2019s arms and poor Hester had to hear her child crying out \u201cMommy \u00a0 \u2026 Mommy \u2026. I want Mommy\u2026.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She was on her feet and wringing her hands with tears streaking her cheeks when Paul came and placed a gentle hand on her shoulder \u201cIt won\u2019t take long, Hester.\u00a0 He\u2019s a good doctor.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI know but \u2026\u201d \u00a0Hester wiped her eyes with her fingers, \u201cI know, I try to remind myself that if it hadn\u2019t been for him, Hope would have died and – perhaps I would have as well. But I can\u2019t bear hearing her crying, she\u2019s frightened, Paul\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cOf course she is, but she will settle soon\u2026 \u00a0 Su Ling is there and she will look after her, \u00a0as will I. \u00a0 \u00a0Is there no where you could go, rather than just sit here alone for the next hour.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAn hour?\u00a0 Will it take that long?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWell, it could be less, could be longer. It would depend on what we find.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Hester sunk down \u00a0upon the chair and shook her head \u201cI\u2019ll just wait here.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

There was nothing more she could say, the lump in her throat was too big for her to utter another word.<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The knock on the door \u00a0was answered by Dorothy who gave Candy a smile of welcome \u00a0 \u201cJoe\u2019s just arrived, sheriff.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYes, I saw him go by. \u00a0 Thought I would come over and have a chat with him and Roy.\u00a0 Thank you, \u00a0Miss Tennant.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Dorothy stepped aside to let him take a seat with the other two men while she went to provide refreshments. \u00a0 She could hear the murmur of voices coming from the other room and wondered if she would enter into their discussions, she hoped not, her refusal to accept Roy\u2019s proposal had been painful for them both and she had told him that if he repeated it at any time then she would be forced to leave town altogether.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Roy rubbed his hands together and grinned, his eyes had a knowing look that his spectacles did not conceal from either Joe or Candy who shared a grin before looking at the old man, Roy scratched his chin and narrowed his eyes \u201cWell, Candy, what have you come over to tell us?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWhat makes you think I have anything to tell you?\u00a0 I just came over to chew the fat with Joe here\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNonsense,\u201d Roy \u00a0shook his head and then looked at Joe \u201cYou believe that?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNot really. \u00a0 Obvious you don\u2019t.\u201d Joe grinned \u00a0and then looked at Candy \u201cHow are things with the Barringtons, Candy? \u00a0 Pa was telling me he had an interesting conversation with Miss Paloma.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAh yes, \u00a0as a result of which she kicked over the bucket in her cell, and turned the bed over.\u00a0 I tell you, that lady has one \u2026 well, she has a really bad temper.\u201d \u00a0he nodded at Dorothy who had entered the room during the conversation.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Once she had left Roy encouraged Candy to continue with what he had to say about the Barrington case.\u00a0 He had got to his feet and pulled out a note book which he handed to the younger man \u201cHere\u2019s my notes on the case,\u201d he said proudly \u201cOf course I didn\u2019t have the information that you did, so had to work a lot in the dark but I weren\u2019t far wrong in \u00a0the end.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Candy took a while to look over the notes, he was surprised to see how neat and orderly they were and that the conclusion was very much as it should have been.\u00a0 He looked up at Roy with admiration \u201cYou thought this all out here, without any help from Clem or Watts?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThey dropped a few hints here and \u00a0there, not that many would have picked up on them being hints, they didn\u2019t even realise it themselves.\u00a0 A good lawman listens to the things that ain\u2019t said, as much as they things that are\u2026\u201d \u00a0 and he peered over the top of his glasses at Candy as though to emphasise the point for his benefit.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWell, \u00a0I don\u2019t know what to say.\u201d Candy said quietly as he put the notebook down.\u00a0 The old man\u2019s astuteness and ability to have woven the case together made him feel as though he had been plodding through molasses and getting no where.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYou\u2019re just beginning, young Candy.\u00a0 Consider this your apprenticeship.\u00a0 You\u2019ll make a good sheriff, \u00a0you\u2019ve got the nose for it.\u00a0 And I don\u2019t mean your real nose but your ability to work things out logical like.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Candy gave a weak smile, \u00a0it went some way to easing the pain of feeling inept.\u00a0 He looked at Joe, \u201cThe Barringtons have insisted on a lawyer from Sacramento coming to work for them.\u00a0 Hiram said he wouldn\u2019t have time to deal with it anyway. \u201c<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cMy guess is that they\u2019re blaming each other.\u201d Roy said and raised his chin as though to defy Candy into saying anything differently.<\/p>\n

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\u201cWell, \u00a0Silas denies knowing anything about the murder but admits that his sister had returned with the money and the shares McGarthy had for the Gould & Curry mines. \u00a0 She, on the other hand, denies knowledge of the murder … apart from having walked in on the dead man \u2026 \u00a0said she had received a letter from Patrick asking her to get there by 9, but we\u2019ve confirmed that it was Aubrey who wrote that to ensure she got there in time to get him out of the place.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAnd Aubrey Jones \u2026?\u201d Joe prompted, \u201cWhat has he got to say about it all?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNothing. \u00a0 He refuses to speak.\u201d \u00a0Candy drank some coffee and then cleared his throat \u201cApart from that, Thomas Hancock goes on trial for the death of Samuel Mayhew, that will be at the end of the week.\u00a0 Either of you want to be on jury service?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Daniel deQuille closed the door of the sheriff\u2019s office behind him and walked with head cast down towards the offices of the Territorial Enterprise. \u00a0 His interview with Aubrey had not gone well for the man had chosen to say nothing to anyone and that had included his friend, the journalist.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Amanda Ridley watched the lean figure of the \u00a0writer as he strolled rather listlessly along, \u00a0she shook her head, \u00a0and understood only too well how he must have been feeling.\u00a0 She picked up her wrap and covered her shoulders, \u00a0told her staff she wouldn\u2019t be long, and quickly left the building.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cDaniel?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

He paused and looked up, acknowledged \u00a0her with a nod of the head \u201cMorning, Amanda. \u00a0 I\u2019m afraid I\u2019m not in the mood for conversation \u00a0today.\u00a0 I\u2019ve just \u2026 I\u2019m at a lost for words for once.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cSomehow I don\u2019t believe that, \u201c she laughed \u201cCome along, let me treat \u00a0you to something at the Internationale.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

He shook his head \u201cI know it sounds rather petulant of me, but I feel rather betrayed.\u00a0 I trusted a friend, defended him even, and then discover he is just about the lowest of the low.\u00a0 You know the Mayors taken himself off for a holiday with his wife?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHe\u2019s being discreet, poor fellow.\u00a0 Just imagine how he feels?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI am, that\u2019s what depresses me even more.\u201d \u00a0 Dan frowned, and glanced around, \u00a0the clouds were gathering and rain was beginning to fall. \u00a0 \u00a0The day, it appeared, was echoing his own feeings.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWell, if you\u2019re not going to take me up on my offer I had better get back to work.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo, wait \u2026\u201d he paused, and nodded \u201cThank you, Amanda, I do appreciate it.\u00a0 Another time?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She nodded and retuned to her premises where, from the window, she watched as he entered the buildings in which he worked.\u00a0 She knew that he had a wife,* and there were quite a few children, but even so, \u00a0her heart had betrayed her and she felt a strange fondness for the tall laconic journalist.<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Paul Martin emerged from the other room with Hope in his arms sound asleep.\u00a0 He handed her very gently to her mother who hugged her close before looking up at him and trying, vainly, to see what she could read from his face.\u00a0 Paul had spent \u00a0years in such situations and had taught himself the art of being as poker faced as possible, unless, of course, there was absolutely good news to relate.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cPaul? \u00a0 Don\u2019t keep me in suspense \u2026 is there anything wrong?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

He smiled gently and sat down in the chair next to hers, then placed his hand gently upon her arm \u201cWe\u2019ve done plenty of tests, in fact, all that we could do at this time.\u00a0 My advice to you is to take Hope home and enjoy having her, she\u2019s a lovely little girl. Just like her mother.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cDon\u2019t try and flannel me, Paul. \u00a0 Just tell me .. Is there anything, at all, wrong with my daughter?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Paul looked at the anxious face of a woman he had grown to care about, respect and admire over the years. \u00a0 Even so there were ethics and they had to be obeyed, \u00a0he patted her arm now, which caused her to feel even more anxious<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI can\u2019t tell you anything today, my dear. \u00a0 Timothy and I have to talk over some things and look into the results of some of the tests.\u00a0 Can I ask you to be a little more patient, Hester?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She gulped down a breath of air, \u00a0swallowed and shook her head \u201cBut it\u2019s so hard \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI know, \u00a0but think about it, you waited quite a while to face up to your fears and bring her here, \u00a0didn\u2019t you? \u00a0 So just wait a little longer and we\u2019ll have news for you and Hoss very soon.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHow soon?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Paul stood up and paused, frowned \u201cWell, \u00a0as soon as possible, of course.\u201d \u00a0he looked down at her now and gave a fatherly smile \u201cLook, \u00a0Hester, it won\u2019t do you, or Hope, any good if we just randomly guess at the results of these tests, would it?\u00a0 We want to be thorough.\u00a0 For both your sakes.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

There was nothing else to say to that so while he busied himself with another patient in the back room, \u00a0Hester dressed her sleeping child and then quietly left the building.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Chapter 79<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

It was a comfort to return home and be swept into Mary Ann\u2019s warm embrace and anxious enquiry which made Hester reconsider any thoughts that she had nurtured during the ride to town of their lack of caring.\u00a0 She hugged her sister in law tightly and watched as Hope ran to her father, her arms out stretched to him and her little face beaming with delight. \u00a0\u201cWhat did Paul have to say?\u201d Mary Ann asked as she squeezed Hester\u2019s fingers between her own \u201cIs everything alright?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHe never said, just told me to be patient a while longer, they want to wait for the results of tests.\u201d \u00a0Hester mumbled and felt that her mouth was full of marbles, emotion was getting the better of her, she couldn\u2019t think straight and she couldn\u2019t get her words right.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHe knows what he\u2019s doing, Hester, and he\u2019s right, isn\u2019t he?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI know, but I just wish \u2026\u201d \u00a0she looked over at Hoss who was holding his little girl in his arms and looking over her head at them, \u201cHas Hoss been very worried?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWhat do you expect?\u00a0 He loves his little girls too, you know.\u201d \u00a0Mary Ann whispered gently.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

It was a slight rebuke and Hester knew it. \u00a0 She nodded and watched as her sister in law hurried into the kitchen, no doubt fearing she had said too much but it was a good reminder to Hester, she had been selfishly preoccupied with her daughters health and in effect had shut Hoss out of the situation.\u00a0 She hurried to him and put her arms around his neck, \u201cOh Hoss, \u00a0I\u2019m sorry if I\u2019ve caused you more worry \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYou haven\u2019t, \u00a0Hester, well, not much.\u201d \u00a0he paused \u201cJust a little\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She looked up at him and saw the anxiety in his eyes, and felt ashamed \u201cIt was just that I was afraid you wouldn\u2019t let me take her to see the doctor, and you\u2019ve not been well, and everything seemed to happen at once.\u00a0 I\u2019m sorry.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

He put a finger to her lips and shook his head, \u00a0then asked her what had happened, while he listened to her intently, he cradled his daughter in his arms where gradually she fell into a deep sleep, exhausted by her adventures and the trauma of her day.<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026..<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Olivia watched as her daughter pushed the food around on her plate, if Sofia hadn\u2019t looked such a healthy little girl she would have been worried about her, but her lack of enthusiasm for a meal that Chen Ho Lee knew to be the child\u2019s favourite puzzled her mother \u201cAre you alright, Sofia? \u00a0 Aren\u2019t \u00a0you hungry?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI am hungry a bit,\u201d the child replied looking at her mother with wide eyes that she hoped looked appealing and wistful, \u201cbut I think I am going to be sick tomorrow.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Olivia frowned \u201cTomorrow, why would you be sick tomorrow?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cBecause I\u2019m alright now, but later on I might not be, and tomorrow I won\u2019t.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam paused in eating and looked from the child to his wife and then back to Sofia \u201cWhat does that mean?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Sofia looked downcast and shook her head \u201cI think I might be too sick to go to school in the morning.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cIs that so?\u201d Adam murmured and looked at Olivia with raised eyebrows \u201cAny particular reason?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cJust \u2026sick\u2026you know.\u201d \u00a0Sofia sighed, but was betrayed by a treacherous stomach that rumbled rather loudly having been prepared for food and wondering why it had not yet arrived.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cEat your meal and stop talking nonsense.\u201d Adam muttered, \u00a0he glanced at Reuben \u201cIs there any reason why your sister wouldn\u2019t want to go to school tomorrow?\u00a0 She hasn\u2019t done anything wrong? \u201c<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo, Pa.\u201d \u00a0Reuben swallowed a lump of chicken and nearly choked, blinked the tears in his eyes that resulted and coughed, \u201cJust that \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNothing.\u201d \u00a0Sofia said immediately \u201cNothing.\u00a0 I did all my school work and Miss Brandon said it was neat and tidy, and she said \u2018well done\u2019 and I was really good and – and I ate all my lunch \u2026and that\u2019s all.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The glare she gave her brother did not go unnoticed by her parents who looked at one another. \u00a0 Adam rolled his eyes and wondered if, had he had a sister he would have understood the vagaries of the female sex better.\u00a0 Olivia sighed and pushed the plate closer to her daughter \u201cEat your food, \u00a0Sofia, and stop being silly.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cBut – but -\u201d Sofia looked at the food, \u00a0her stomach rumbled even louder and she picked up her fork and looked from her mother to her father \u201cI was just saying, is all.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam frowned and shook his head, \u00a0\u201cTomorrow you go to school and no nonsense, young lady.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cDaddy, \u00a0if I wakes up and I\u2019m sick \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYou won\u2019t be.\u201d Adam assured her, he smiled and tried to look sympathetic, \u201cWhatever you\u2019re worrying about will be gone by tomorrow.\u00a0 Whatever it is, so, eat your dinner and stop – er – being so anxious.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Olivia nodded and smiled at Sofia \u00a0then decided the best tactic was to divert attention from Sofia to Reuben who didn\u2019t seem so worried about anything at all.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Sofia looked at her father, her mother and then with narrowed eyes at her brother\u2026. No one understood, \u00a0no one cared, the problem wouldn\u2019t be gone tomorrow, \u00a0it would never be gone. As long as Jimmy Carstairs existed there would always be a problem. \u00a0 She heaved a sigh and began to chew on the meat as she thought of ways of \u2018removing the problem\u2019. \u00a0 By the time bed beckoned she still had not reached a solution, \u00a0as she hugged her daddy goodnight she whispered \u201cI might be very sick tomorrow.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cTry not to be, there\u2019s a good girl.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI love you, daddy.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI love you, too, princess.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cCan I stay home tomorrow, daddy?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026..<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Clementine Hawkins poured out another cup of tea and then looked attentively at her tenant. \u00a0 \u201cWell, duckie, \u00a0ain\u2019t\u2019cha goin\u2019 to tell me all about what\u2019s going on?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAbout what, Clemmie?\u201d Dorothy looked at her landlady and friend with, she hoped, innocent eyes and a blank face, but blushing was harder to manage and as she felt the heat rising in her cheeks and around her throat she saw Clemmie\u2019s all knowing eyes widen and the head nod knowingly.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWell, \u00a0luvvie, seems like there IS something going on. \u00a0 I thought so.\u00a0 You been looking a bit peaky these past few days, and it wasn\u2019t this business with McGarthy that was worrying you either\u2026 so come on, \u00a0what\u2019s up?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Dorothy stared thoughtfully at Clemmie in much the same way a victim of the Spanish Inquisition would glare at the instrument of torture awaiting them. \u00a0 She sighed \u201cIt\u2019s nothing really, \u00a0just something I have to settle in my own mind before I make \u2026 \u00a0well, no, I have made a decision and that\u2019s it, \u00a0yes, that\u2019s it.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She nodded as though to confirm \u00a0to herself, if not to Clemmie, that what she had just said was totally accurate and true.\u00a0 She had made a decision and there would be no changing of her mind.\u00a0 She looked at Clemmie \u201cLemon, please.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cLemon, in my tea \u2026 \u201c<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Clemmie sighed and shook her head \u201cDon\u2019t think you can fool me, Miss Tennant, \u00a0I know when a things going on \u00a0-\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNothings going on, and if there was, who would it be with anyway?\u201d Dorothy snapped and picked up her cup.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cExactly – so who is it?\u201d \u00a0Clemmie frowned, narrowed her eyes which was difficult considering the false eyelashes and amount of mascara she put on them, \u201cCome on, dearie, you can tell me.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Dorothy sipped her tea, her face became thoughtful, Clemmie, like a circling shark, could see that her victim was weakening, she poured herself another cup of tea, and stirred in some sugar \u201cA trouble shared is a trouble halved, you know.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Dorothy nodded, and stared at the far wall \u201cWhen do you think we shall be going back to your house?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAh, \u2018we\u2019 is it? \u00a0 You still want to come back with me do you?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cOf course, if it\u2019s convenient for you?\u201d \u00a0Dorothy murmured and smiled \u201cIt can\u2019t be long, surely?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAre \u00a0you trying to change the subject, young Dorothy?\u00a0 Because if you are, you ain\u2019t succeeding. \u00a0 Now then, girl, what\u2019s upsetting you?\u201d \u00a0 she leaned forward and placed a gentle hand upon Dorothy\u2019s arm \u201cYou can trust me, \u00a0you know.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Dorothy smiled, she could have laughed at that comment because there was a time when she would not have trusted Clementine Hawkins with the time of day, but these past weeks of living with her, sharing her discomforts and sorrows had been a revelation.\u00a0 She patted Clemmie on the hand \u201cI\u2019ve had a proposal of marriage.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cBlimey!\u201d \u00a0 Clementine\u2019s mouth dropped open and for a moment she just stared like a rabbit looking down the barrel of a shot gun \u00a0\u201cWho by?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cRoy. \u00a0 Roy Coffee.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cCor luvva duck \u2026 if that don\u2019t beat all.\u201d the Cockney widow exclaimed and leaned back in her chair, having to pat herself on the chest as though to catch her breath \u201cWho would have thought it?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cExactly, Clemmie, who would have thought it?\u201d \u00a0Dorothy set her cup down \u201cI\u2019ve turned him down of course.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYou\u2019ve what?\u201d \u00a0 Clementine reared upright again, \u201cYou never did?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Dorothy nodded \u201cHow on earth can I marry such a good man as Roy?\u00a0 With my reputation, Clemmie? \u00a0 People care about Roy, \u00a0they would think I had been -\u201d she paused and shook her head \u201cThey would never believe that I had feelings for him, \u00a0they would just think I had – had corrupted my way into his affections.\u00a0 You know how narrow minded and self righteous people are in town?\u00a0 Can you imagine what the Garstons would say? \u00a0 Roy\u2019s reputation would plummet, he would be ignored by people whom he considered to be his friends, \u00a0they\u2019ll cross the road rather than talk to him.\u00a0 Oh Clemmie, \u00a0I\u2019m so unsure of what to do\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cBut, my dear, \u00a0Roy isn\u2019t a man who would do anything rash, he must have thought about all that kind of thing.\u00a0 If he \u00a0has proposed to you then it\u2019s because he genuinely feels for you, he\u2019d wouldn\u2019t care a fig about what people in town thought.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

To that comment Dorothy shook her head \u201cYou forget, \u00a0Clemmie, as far as Roy is concerned, this town is his family, and he loves them.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Clementine opened her mouth to speak, then closed it again.\u00a0 That was one thing she wasn\u2019t sure about how to answer so picked up her cup and drained it empty.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The silence that followed was, considering the occupants of the room, \u00a0amazing!<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

It was unusual to get visitors towards the evening and it was not that long after the children had been put to bed, but the knock on the door was demanding admission so Adam strolled across the room to welcome the visitor. \u00a0 Dan deQuille removed his hat as he stepped inside, \u00a0\u201cSorry to disturb you both. \u201c<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cCome on in, take a seat\u2026\u201d Adam gestured towards the comfortable chairs and settee\u2019s that encircled the hearth where a fire was burning cheerily. \u00a0\u201cWhat brings you out so late, Daniel?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI just thought I\u2019d come by and \u2026\u201d \u00a0Daniel paused and settled himself into a chair closest to the fire, \u00a0he frowned slightly and looked over at Olivia at whom he smiled \u201cThis reminds me of home, \u00a0in West Liberty, Iowa.\u00a0 My wife Caroline would often sit like you are now, Mrs Cartwright, \u00a0they were pleasant times and I miss them greatly\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Olivia glanced over to her husband who was pouring some whiskey into glasses, she smiled \u201cI didn\u2019t realise you came from Iowa, Mr deQuille\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cBorn and bred, \u00a0moved to West Liberty from Knox County when I married Caroline.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYou must miss her.\u201d \u00a0Olivia said quietly as she observed the other man with a slightly less jaundiced feeling.\u00a0 Usually the man roused such a strong feeling of irritation but here he was, a casual visitor and talking about a topic that had never been mentioned before by him, nor by anyone else either come to that\u2026 \u00a0\u201cAnd do you have children?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

He nodded, accepted the glass from Adam and after sniffing it took a sip, \u201cYes, \u00a0we \u00a0had five children, two died early, in infancy.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She nodded, \u00a0sympathised and wondered why his wife was still in Iowa and he was still here, chained like a slave, or so it seemed to her, to the printing presses of the Territorial Enterprise.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam sat down, \u00a0a glass in his hand and looked at Daniel \u201cWell, \u00a0so \u2026 why the visit?\u00a0 I can\u2019t believe this is just a case of being neighbourly considering the distance you have to travel to get here.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Daniel laughed, or rather he bared his teeth and something wheezed through his teeth that resembled laughter \u201cNo, not neighbourly.\u00a0 I wanted to apologise to you, Adam.\u00a0 You were right, about Aubrey Jones, \u00a0and I, \u00a0I was wrong.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cVery magnanimous of you to admit it.\u201d \u00a0Adam muttered, and raised his eyebrows \u201cAnd?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAnd – nothing really – I just wanted to tender my apologies.\u00a0 I\u2019ve known Aubrey Jones for years, since college days, and I would never have thought he would kill anyone.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cEveryone\u2019s capable of killing someone.\u201d Adam said rather chillingly, \u00a0he glanced slyly over to the other man who was staring thoughtfully into the flames of the fire \u201cGiven the right set of circumstances. \u00a0 I wouldn\u2019t have thought the man capable of cold blooded murder, but \u2026\u201d \u00a0 he shrugged slightly<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI went to see him, but he doesn\u2019t speak, not to anyone.\u201d \u00a0Daniel frowned and his mouth thinned perceptibly \u201cI feel as though I\u2019ve let him down.\u00a0 Friendship is important to me, loyalty to friends, and I should have realised there was some problem.\u00a0 Had he only spoken to me instead of going along with that ridiculous scheme of the Barringtons\u2026\u201d he paused and shook his head \u201cHe loved her passionately you know, and wanted to marry her but it was against the law in that state\u2026 her being of mixed blood.\u00a0 Poor, wretched man \u2026 \u201c \u00a0he gulped down the whiskey and then sat turning the glass round and round between his fingers.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAnother?\u201d Adam offered generously but Daniel shook his head and squared his shoulders as though he were about to face a firing squad<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI have a confession \u2026 and a request to make.\u201d \u00a0he looked from one to the other of them, \u201cWhen I was here last I read \u2026 I noticed some journals in your study and just glanced through one \u2026 written by your fellow officer, Captain O\u2019Brien.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI had noticed \u2026 one of them was out of alignment with the others.\u201d \u00a0Adam shrugged \u201cAnd so?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cPerhaps you would let me borrow them, as I\u2019ve often told you before, Adam, readers would enjoy \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam raised a hand \u201cStop right there, Daniel.\u00a0 Those stories were not written for anyone\u2019s enjoyment\u201d \u00a0he said the last word as though it was equivalent to excrement \u201cthey are the memoirs of a good friend, a brave man\u2026 not for trivialising.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThey wouldn\u2019t be, truly they wouldn\u2019t.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam shook his head and took the empty glass from the journalist \u201cI\u2019m sorry you had a wasted journey, Daniel, but those journals are strictly \u2026off limits.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cIt would give people the opportunity of knowing exactly what our navy does for this nation, \u00a0a chance for them to \u2026\u201d he paused, glanced hopefully at Olivia who shook her head and raised her eyebrows almost as high as her husbands \u2026 he sighed \u201cVery well, I just thought\u2026hoped\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam had the grace to give a slight smile, and stood up along with Daniel who straightened his jacket, gave Olivia a slight bow and nod of the head and followed Adam to the door \u00a0 \u201cI hope I\u2019ve not offended \u00a0you\u2026I\u2019d not want to do that ..\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNo, of course not.\u201d \u00a0 Adam replied and opened the door.<\/p>\n

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He stood at the door for a few moments until the sound of the buggy and horse had faded out of hearing\u2026<\/p>\n

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Chapter 80<\/p>\n

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Miss Brandon was grateful for the fire burning in the little stove.\u00a0 The wind had got up during the night and blew in hearty gusts against the windows and doors so that windows rattled and the door occasionally gave a thump as though someone was about to enter, which caused everyone to stop, look around them and wonder what was going to happen next.\u00a0 The teacher had decided that when the little ones needed to go to the out house an older child would accompany them as the cross winds over the yard was likely to cause them to stumble over.<\/p>\n

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Nothing disrupted a classroom more than the wind when it first starts to blow hard.\u00a0 For some reason the boys became more boisterous and the little ones whinged over nothing, and the girls became \u2018drama queens\u2019. \u00a0 She glanced over the heads of those now assembled and noticed a degree of fidgeting and whispering that she usually wouldn\u2019t tolerate.\u00a0 Today was no different so she rapped hard on the desk with a ruler and announced that the next person to cause a disruption would be punished.<\/p>\n

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Reuben looked around the class, over his shoulder and back again.\u00a0 There was no sign of his little sister.\u00a0 He thought for a moment as to where she could have gone, \u00a0he hadn\u2019t noticed her leaving for the out house, but if she had gone then who had been assigned to go with her. \u00a0 He looked again \u00a0and as he did so a sheaf of papers slipped from his desk onto the floor and he quickly leaned down to scoop them up.\u00a0 This caused some of the other children to laugh and Tommy Conway, who had announced once upon a time that his parents would open a chain of music stores, hee-hawed with laughter so much that Miss Brandon had to \u00a0bang on the desk again.<\/p>\n

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\u201cReuben Cartwright. \u00a0 \u00a0Come up here.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Giving Tommy a glare as he passed Reuben approached Miss Brandon, he looked apologetically into her eyes, \u201cI\u2019m sorry Miss.\u00a0 I didn\u2019t mean to drop the papers.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cDrop the papers?\u201d Miss Brandon frowned, \u00a0she hadn\u2019t noticed the papers nor Reuben stooping to pick them up, she had only been aware of laughter and a noise and Reuben looking embarrassed, \u201cWho laughed?\u201d<\/p>\n

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No one answered.\u00a0 No one could or would snitch on a fellow student, not even to please such a pleasant teacher as Miss Brandon.\u00a0 Reuben swallowed the lump in his throat \u201cIt was my fault, Miss, I dropped my papers and caused them to laugh.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Now Miss Brandon felt trapped, she looked at Reuben and felt for him but all the same he had stepped forward as the culprit so therefore had to take the blame. \u00a0\u201cHand out.\u201d<\/p>\n

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She didn\u2019t hit him too hard, \u00a0just enough to make his hand sore and cause him to wince a little.\u00a0 Had it been some other teachers they may have used the boy as an example and given him a whipping, that was not so very uncommon when there were male teachers, but Miss Brandon was a young woman, \u00a0tender hearted, and fond of the boy. \u00a0 He trailed back to his desk with eyes filled with tears but knowing that he had done what was right.\u00a0 He looked at the desks as he passed them but Sofia\u2019s remained empty.<\/p>\n

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Miss Brandon also noticed the empty desk and now with a slight frown between her eyes asked the class if they knew where Sofia Cartwright was \u2026 then she fixed on Reuben, did he know where his sister had gone?\u00a0 He shook his head, \u201cShe was with me when we got here, Miss.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Charlie put his hand up, inclined to be on the plump side due to an over indulgent mother, he was pink and dimpled, \u201cShe was here before recess.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Miss Brandon nodded, yes, she could remember seeing the girl before recess, but since then she couldn\u2019t recall where she had been.\u00a0 She sighed \u201cReuben, \u00a0would you be so kind as to go outside and see if you can locate her and bring her into class.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Nursing his sore hand Reuben left the class room, watched by numerous pairs of eyes as he went.\u00a0 Jimmy Carstairs put his hand up \u201cShall I go too, Miss Brandon.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNo, thank you, Jimmy.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Reuben stood on the porch of the school building and hugged into his jacket, he looked to the left and to the right, but there was no sign of Sofia.\u00a0 He ran across to the outhouse and paused, the door was closed, firmly closed.\u00a0 Usually that meant someone was inside, but when the wind blew perhaps it had closed anyway.<\/p>\n

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\u201cSof -ee, are you in there?\u00a0 Sof-ee, \u00a0Miss Brandon wants you to go inside.\u201d<\/p>\n

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There was silence, total silence.\u00a0 Reuben pushed against the door , \u00a0heard someone say \u201cHey,\u201d very loudly and realised it was one of the \u00a0\u2018big boys\u2019 so he stepped back and ran across the yard back to the school house where he had to tell the teacher that he couldn\u2019t find his sister.<\/p>\n

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The class was increasingly restless now, \u00a0the Cartwrights were causing more disturbance than Miss Brandon would want or tolerate. She banged on the desk with her ruler \u201cSilence. \u00a0 That\u2019s quite enough noise now.\u00a0 Settle down and get on with your lessons.\u201d<\/p>\n

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She waited long enough for some silence to come and then looked at Reuben and asked him quietly where he had looked, \u00a0as she spoke Ollie Watkins entered and closed the door firmly behind him, \u00a0gave Reuben a hard look, \u00a0and then took his seat at his desk, muttering beneath his breath as he did so.<\/p>\n

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\u201cPut your jacket on and run down to the sheriff, tell him we have a missing child\u2026your sister\u2026 and be quick about it.\u201d \u00a0she nodded, frowned and looked into his eyes as though emphasising the importance of the errand and then watched as the child did as he had been told.<\/p>\n

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A gust of wind rustled papers and skirts when the door opened, again, and closed upon the boy as \u00a0he ran down the steps towards the town. Candy was busy talking to someone when Reuben pushed open the office door and so he had to wait, kicking his heels was the expression he had heard Uncle Joe use for times like this, and he wondered what it had meant because one could never kick anyone\u2019s heels, especially one\u2019s own, while waiting like this.\u00a0 Finally Candy saw him and asked what was wrong?\u00a0 Had the school house caught fire and then he had laughed, \u201cBecause if it had, young man, I hope \u00a0you would have been in more of a hurry to let me know that you are now.\u00a0 What\u2019s happened?\u201d<\/p>\n

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The smile and tease were still in his voice as Reuben stepped forward and explained that his sister had gone missing from school.\u00a0 Candy listened attentively and nodded, \u201cVery well, young man, now off \u00a0you go and tell Miss Brandon I\u2019ll find Sofia and bring her back safe and sound.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Reuben nodded and was about to go out when Candy asked him, very politely if he actually knew where Sofia could be?\u00a0 Reuben shook his head, he really had no idea, but he knew two places where she wasn\u2019t and that was at school and using the outhouse.<\/p>\n

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Candy watched the boy leave and then nodded over to Clem, \u201cBest come with me, we\u2019ve a missing child.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Watts was left in charge of the office but he wasn\u2019t alone for long as Roy ambled in for a jaw and a coffee.<\/p>\n

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It was a happy time for the Cartwright women, the first time that they had met together for their quilting in the old house.\u00a0 Ann came in with the baby in her arms and looked around her with a big smile \u201cOh this is like old times.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cLet me take the baby,\u201d Hester cried and took the little bundle into her arms with such care that Olivia, who was close by, smiled and thought how sad it was that Hester would have no more children to love, then, she reminded herself, it wasn\u2019t as if Hester had none of her own, after all, there were two already \u00a0but the fact remained that some \u00a0women had such a huge capacity to love babies.<\/p>\n

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Nathaniel was happy to play with his toys in his corner, \u00a0and was soon joined by Hope who enjoyed playing with his toys as much as he enjoyed playing with hers.\u00a0 Hannah came and sat with her dolls close to her mothers feet, while Daniel and David played together until they got into a fight and had to be separated.<\/p>\n

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Ann soon settled little Samuel into his basket close to the fire, not too close but enough so that the warmth would keep \u00a0him cosy.\u00a0 She was soon back in her usual seat, bringing her silks and materials out on display and everyone eagerly matching one with another to form the pattern they required.<\/p>\n

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\u201cI wonder who will get this quilt.\u201d \u00a0Mary Ann murmured as she threaded her needle.<\/p>\n

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\u201cWe could send it to Rachel Darrow as a wedding gift.\u201d Olivia suggested and Ann sighed and said \u201cPoor Rachel,\u201d very quietly.<\/p>\n

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Every one agreed, poor Rachel, such high hopes, such an ignominious toppling down to earth.\u00a0 But, \u00a0at least reports indicated she was now happy with a new man in her life and soon to \u00a0be wed in Genoa.<\/p>\n

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\u201cDo you think Roy will go to the wedding?\u201d Hester asked<\/p>\n

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\u201cNot at all, he doesn\u2019t want anything to do with her.\u201d Ann replied very firmly.<\/p>\n

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There was silence apart from the sound of children calling to one another, a baby whimpering and two little boys squabbling and being left to sort things out for themselves.\u00a0 Ann sighed \u201cI had an interesting conversation with someone yesterday.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cSomeone we know?\u201d Hester asked innocently.<\/p>\n

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\u201cI don\u2019t know, she is new to town and works for Amanda Ridley.\u201d \u00a0Ann said, and looked over at Olivia \u201cShe has a little boy called Jimmy.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cJimmy?\u201d \u00a0Olivia murmured and her heart sunk \u201cJimmy Carstairs?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYes, apparently he has told his mother that he has found his one true love \u2026 your daughter, Sofia.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

They all laughed, \u00a0of course they did, a child falling in love, his first true love, and an even younger child the reason for this interest.\u00a0 After some moments of hilarity Olivia asked if the boys parents were aware of how young Sofia was to which Ann replied \u201cMrs Carstairs is a widow.\u00a0 She is doing her best to raise Jimmy as a model citizen.\u00a0 He\u2019s a good boy, rather dull really from what I have seen and heard about him.\u00a0 I did ask Rosie and she said that Jimmy had told someone at school that he loved Sofia.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cHow silly, they\u2019re only children.\u201d Mary Ann stated in the tone of voice which implied that had she been the teacher still, such nonsense would not \u00a0be tolerated.<\/p>\n

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\u201cWell, Mrs Carstairs mentioned that where she came from they married as young as 14.\u00a0 And remember, Mary Ann, Romeo and Juliet were only youngsters when they fell in love\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cMmm,\u201d Olivia snapped her thread in half \u201cAnd look what happened to them..!!\u201d<\/p>\n

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In a hay loft in a certain livery stables in Virginia City a little girl stretched out her legs, sighed, and fell back to sleep.\u00a0 A slight breeze drifted through the wooden slats of the building, and every so often it sifted dust from the floor onto her skirts.\u00a0 She remained in a deep sleep, safe from anyone, safe from school, from work, from Jimmy.<\/p>\n

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Roy Coffee ambled back home with the collar of his coat turned up, and as he opened the gate to his home he saw that the door to the house was open. \u00a0 He sighed, \u00a0and paused a moment before stepping into the hallway and wondered if Dorothy may have returned early to prepare some food.\u00a0 He was surprised to see Clemmie Hawkins standing by the fire, looking neat and tidy, and patiently waiting for him.<\/p>\n

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\u201cMrs Hawkins, what the deuce are you doing here?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cA fine way to talk, Roy Coffee.\u201d \u00a0Clemmie scowled \u201cAren\u2019t you going to ask me to sit down?\u00a0 My legs are killing me from standing so long.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cHow long you been standing?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cFive minutes but at my age that seems more like ten.\u201d \u00a0she sighed and lowered herself into a chair, \u201cRoy, \u00a0I want a word with you.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cLook, Clemmie, I don\u2019t need to remind you that I ain\u2019t the sheriff around these parts no more.\u00a0 If you got trouble then you go and see young Candy.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI don\u2019t want to see young Candy. I need to talk to you\u2026about Miss Tennant, once known as Peaches Armstrong.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cUh-hu\u201d \u00a0Roy narrowed his eyes and having shed his coat and hat, \u00a0now took a seat.\u00a0 He stroked his chin, \u201cIs she alright?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWhat do you think? You got the girl all sixes and sevens.\u00a0 She can\u2019t think straight and can\u2019t talk nothing but nonsense as a result.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Roy sighed, his shoulders slumped and he rubbed his nose, then tugged at his moustache, \u201cWal, \u00a0what exactly are \u00a0you getting at, Clemmie, you best speak plain, I ain\u2019t in the mood for riddles.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cRiddles.\u00a0 Pah, stuff and nonsense. \u00a0 It ain\u2019t no riddle to anyone seeing sense.\u00a0 The girls in love with you.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Roy looked at her and shook his head, \u00a0he clasped his hands together and dropped them into his lap as he leaned towards her \u201cClemmie, I know you mean well, but the fact is, I\u2019m an old man, old enough to be her father.\u00a0 I can remember when she first came here a young girl as innocent as the day, \u00a0and then she got into that business of hers and \u2026\u201d he shrugged and shook his head.<\/p>\n

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\u201cI know the kind of business she was in, so does she, and although she changed her monniker most of the town know and remember her as Peaches Armstrong. \u00a0 That\u2019s the problem\u2026 \u00a0 she knows that they know, and she knows that some women won\u2019t never forget, or let her forget either. \u00a0 She cares very much for you, Roy. \u201c<\/p>\n

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\u201cDoesn\u2019t change things, I\u2019m an old man and she\u2019s not an old lady, is she?\u00a0 She\u2019s \u2026 well, she\u2019s everything Mary wasn\u2019t really, odd that, but \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNow, you look here, Roy Coffee, \u00a0you old goat, \u00a0that girl won\u2019t consider you as husband material because she\u2019s afraid for you\u2026 afraid that this town will consider you an old fool for marrying her, for marrying a woman who \u2026 well, you know\u2026.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cShe\u2019s thinking it will upset me to have folk ignore me?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cIgnore \u00a0you, walk across the street rather than speak to you, \u00a0call you a fool to your face, laugh behind your back\u2026 yes, all those things.\u201d<\/p>\n

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They were quiet for a moment, the old woman looked thoughtfully at the man opposite him, \u201cYou know, Roy, you ain\u2019t arf bad really, now you\u2019ve lost a bit of weight since Rachel has gorn.\u00a0 You can\u2019t be much younger than me either \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHold on there,\u201d Roy said straightening his shoulders \u201cYou ain\u2019t about to propose are ya?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNo, \u00a0\u2018Arry was the only one for me, Roy. \u201c she smiled wistfully, \u201cI\u2019ve grown to care a lot for Dorothy though, she\u2019s like me own \u00a0daughter.\u00a0 I want her settled and happy.\u00a0 But if you don\u2019t marry her, \u00a0then she\u2019s gonna mope about for years.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cClemmie, \u00a0you seem to be forgetting \u2026 she turned me down, not the other way round.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Clemmie rose to her feet and picked up her purse, she looked down her nose at him and nodded \u201cI know, she told me\u2026 but as the old saying goes, faint heart don\u2019t win fair lady.\u00a0 If you want her, you have to court her.\u00a0 Make sure she knows you mean business.\u201d<\/p>\n

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With that admonition ringing in his ears Roy watched the redoubtable Mrs Hawkins sail from the house, the front door slammed shut and he leaned back in his chair and stared at the fire\u2026 faint heart huh?\u00a0 He had to think that one over \u2026<\/p>\n

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Reuben was becoming increasingly anxious as the time drifted by, he could see Miss Brandon looking at the clock and could see the way she looked so worried before turning to the class room and continuing with her lessons. \u00a0 He tried to think of where his sister could have gone, why she hadn\u2019t spoken to him about it\u2026 had she gone home?\u00a0 How would she have got home?\u00a0 Thoughts and worries whirled around and around his head until he began to feel quite ill.<\/p>\n

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When the door opened and Candy walked in with the child in his arms Reuben felt a sob catch at his throat, which he swallowed immediately of course. \u00a0 He looked at Candy and then at Miss Brandon as the sheriff walked down the aisle between the desks and placed Sofia on a bench, still sound asleep \u2026apparently.<\/p>\n

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\u201cShe was in Ridleys Livery \u2026 said she wandered off and got lost, \u00a0felt tired so went to sleep in the hayloft.\u201d \u00a0Candy murmured while he twisted the hat round and round between his fingers.<\/p>\n

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\u201cThank you, \u00a0Sheriff.\u201d Miss Brandon managed to say without breaking down and crying, after all, \u00a0what would a parent say if a child had got lost and had an accident, fallen down a well, got trampled by wild horses, wandered into the saloon and knocked over by who knows who or what?\u00a0 She took a deep breath \u201cThank you very much.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Candy nodded and walked out again, gave Reuben a wink as he passed and placed his hat upon his head as he left and closed the door behind him.\u00a0 For a moment there was silence, \u00a0then Miss Brandon tapped the desk at which she sat and told the class to resume.\u00a0 Sofia slept on.<\/p>\n

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In her imagination Sofia was like the sleeping beauty who fell asleep and would awake in a hundred years\u2026 she lay on the bench until it became very uncomfortable and she realised if she did move she would more than likely fall off and roll onto the floor. Princesses did not do that kind of thing.\u00a0 They moved slowly, regally – not that she knew what that meant – but they certainly didn\u2019t topple with a thump on the floor.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

In her minds eyes she pictured herself\u2026 a dainty yawn, \u00a0a sigh, and then a slow waking up, standing gracefully before them and fluttering her eyelashes.<\/p>\n

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She managed most of it pretty well, until someone started to laugh \u2026 she looked around at them, her face flushed, \u00a0as pretty as she was there was no denying the fact that the straw sticking out of her hair, and in her clothes did little to enhance her appearance. \u00a0 She looked shabby and untidy and when she blinked her eyes the dust from the hay made them water, caused her to sneeze \u2026<\/p>\n

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\u201cSofia, \u00a0come here please.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Miss Brandon waited until Sofia reached the desk and looked at her, frowned and shook her head. \u00a0\u201cGo and sit over there, \u00a0fold your arms and don\u2019t move for the rest of the afternoon.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Well, that was easy.\u00a0 Sofia marched over to the bench and sat down, folded her arms and \u00a0sneezed again.\u00a0 Within five minutes the bench was cutting into the back of her legs, \u00a0her feet ached, \u00a0straw made her itch so she needed to move, she fidgeted, \u00a0she scratched and whenever she did Miss Brandon looked over at her and gave her a very hard stare.<\/p>\n

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When Miss Brandon entrusted Reuben with a little note to their parents Sofia had no doubts about what it was about, and she was quite sure it would have no mention of Princesses in it at all.<\/p>\n

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But she had been spared seeing Jimmy Carstairs for most of the day.<\/p>\n

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Chapter 81<\/p>\n

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Sofia dreaded the moment when her \u00a0brother would hand over that note to their father.\u00a0 She watched both her parents with wide eyes and looked as innocent as possible but she could see the way Olivia\u2019s shoulders drooped as though preparing to bear the weight of a heavy burden, and the little frown crease her father\u2019s brow that she was going to have to do everything possible to avoid the punishment she anticipated was bound to befall her.<\/p>\n

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Adam and Olivia looked at one another and then at their daughter, and then at Reuben who was watching the whole drama unfold before his eyes with keen interest.\u00a0 He was somewhat disappointed therefore, and Sofia mightily relieved, when Adam just tucked the note into his pocket and said nothing.\u00a0 Taking her cue from her husband Olivia gave them a bright smile and suggested that they proceeded with any homework, then reminded Sofia that she had her piano practice before they had their supper.<\/p>\n

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Sofia loved the piano, she loved music, so it was no hardship to sit on the stool and lift the lid of the piano, to look at the black and white keys that always seemed to be inviting her to tinkle something upon them. \u00a0 She did her finger exercises, ran up and down the keyboard practising her scales, and then tried the piece of music that her aunt had asked her to attempt before their next lesson. \u00a0 Relaxed and happy she sat on the stool playing her little pieces of music for at least half an hour before Adam came and stood beside her.<\/p>\n

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It truly delighted Adam to know that his little girl loved music so much, and even when she got the notes wrong, \u00a0it didn\u2019t appear to cause her to falter, she would diligently return to where she started and begin again.\u00a0 But this latest problem that Miss Brandons letter had created, caused some degree of consternation and during Sofia\u2019s practice Adam had spent time with Olivia talking the matter over.\u00a0 The decision was to be considerate of her years, or lack of them, and the fact that school in general must be overwhelming for a child of Sofia\u2019s nature, \u00a0unused to the bustle of town life and the society of so many \u2026however, the thorny subject of disobedience had to be tackled otherwise what lesson would Sofia have gained from the experience?<\/p>\n

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\u201cSofia, \u00a0stop playing now, \u00a0I want to talk to you.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cOh, but \u2026\u201d she looked up and sighed, there could be no but\u2019s, \u00a0not now, \u00a0she knew from the set of his mouth and the look in his eyes that he was going to talk about what had happened at school so as slowly as possible she lowered the lid of her piano, and wriggled from the stool.<\/p>\n

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It eased her mind a little when he scooped her up and carried her to his favourite chair by the fire, then settled her on his knee. So, there was not going to be that awful trek to the barn, \u00a0perhaps, not even a smack. \u00a0 She prepared her self to listen as he looked into the fire and then turned his attention to her.\u00a0 It was strange, the way she loved him, even now when she knew she was in for a scolding the feeling of love rose in her chest and she wanted to fling her arms around him and hug him close.\u00a0 She looked into his face and smiled, a gap toothed smile, \u00a0as she settled more comfortably into his lap.<\/p>\n

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\u201cSofia, do you remember how you told me you were going to be ill, and that you were not going to go to school?\u201d<\/p>\n

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She nodded \u201cI didn\u2019t want to go to school \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI know, \u00a0that was quite clear but what did I say to you?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI had to go to school.\u201d she bowed her head and heaved a sigh, then looked \u00a0up with bright eyes \u201cBut I did go, \u00a0daddy, didn\u2019t I?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYou did.\u00a0 But \u2026 for how long?\u201d \u00a0he didn\u2019t give her a chance to prattle on about hay lofts, \u00a0and tired legs or any such nonsense, \u00a0he shook his head \u201cI want you to have a good education, \u00a0Sofia, to learn as much as you can because one day, if your Aunt Mary Ann is to be believed, women will have a lot of opportunities in the future, I want you to be able to \u00a0take part in that\u2026 to do something with your life.\u201d<\/p>\n

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She looked bemused, and Adam bit his lip and reminded himself he was not talking to Reuben \u00a0but a child who could barely read, he cleared his throat \u201cDo you remember that time you and Hannah got lost?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Sofia thought hard, then nodded, it had been a frightening time, she had had nightmares for quite a while afterwards.\u00a0 She looked at him and blinked, \u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cDo you remember how your uncles, and gran\u2019pa and lots of other people came looking for you?\u00a0 And do \u00a0you remember how frightened and worried your mother and Aunt Hester were?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Sofia nodded very slowly, \u00a0the fear on her mother\u2019s face, the tears she and her aunt had wept over her and Hannah\u2026 yes, she could remember.\u00a0 She frowned and bowed her head \u201cMummy was very sad, she cried\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cAnd a lot of people came searching for \u00a0you, Reuben was scared wasn\u2019t he?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cBut daddy, you weren\u2019t here.\u00a0 I waited for you to come but you didn\u2019t come\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

She blinked, fear was trembling at the edges of her heart at the memory of being lost.\u00a0 That time waiting, counting, hoping and longing\u2026 \u00a0\u201cGran\u2019pa came.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYes, \u00a0and he was worried, very worried about you, Sofia.\u201d<\/p>\n

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She nodded, yes, she knew he had been and she leaned against Adam\u2019s chest and felt the reassuring beat of his heart just as that time when she had been found, she had felt the beat of Ben\u2019s heart<\/p>\n

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\u201cToday, when you ran off from school and hid in the hay loft \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI wasn\u2019t lost, daddy \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cThat\u2019s the point, you knew you were not lost, but no one else knew.\u00a0 Miss Brandon had a class of children to care for but her mind was worried about you, \u00a0Reuben had to go into town and the sheriff was alerted, he had to look for \u00a0you, \u00a0so did his deputy. What if they hadn\u2019t found \u00a0you so quickly?\u00a0 What do you think would have happened?\u201d<\/p>\n

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She stared into the fire, \u00a0she couldn\u2019t speak, she couldn\u2019t find the words so finally she whispered \u201cI just fell asleep \u2026 \u00a0I didn\u2019t want to be at school.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cBut you didn\u2019t think about anyone else, you didn\u2019t stop to think that by being disobedient \u00a0– by doing exactly what I told you not to do\u2026 you caused a deal of worry for others, and that was wrong, \u00a0and unfair of you, Sofia.\u201d<\/p>\n

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She heaved a sigh and cringed into his shirt, \u201cSofia, do you understand what I am saying here?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYes, daddy.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cSo when you go to school in future, I do NOT want to get another letter from Miss Brandon telling me you had wandered off\u2026 \u00a0you didn\u2019t wander off, \u00a0did you?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She didn\u2019t really know what that meant but whatever it was, \u00a0she had been wrong to do it, so she shook her head.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cDo it again, \u00a0young lady, \u00a0and \u2026\u201d \u00a0he paused as her arms went around his neck and she hugged him tightly.\u00a0 He cleared his throat, \u201cVery well, time for supper \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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Meal times were mainly happy occasions, there was chatter, there was laughter.\u00a0 Adam would relate about work, and Olivia would pass on any events of the day that she felt were of interest to her. \u00a0 Then the children would tell them about school, \u00a0and usually Reuben would be the most vocal there, Sofia seldom had anything to offer up because she disliked school so much.<\/p>\n

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\u201cAunt Ann came today with Samuel and David.\u00a0 How is Rosie getting on at school, Reuben?\u201d \u00a0Olivia asked with a smile in her voice and twinkle in her eyes as she cut up the food for Nathaniel in his little dish.<\/p>\n

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\u201cShe\u2019s alright, she goes around with Annie Sales mostly.\u201d came the reply.<\/p>\n

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\u201cAnn was telling me about that Jimmy Carstairs.\u201d \u00a0Olivia continued, and looked thoughtfully at Sofia who bowed her head and shovelled food into her mouth as fast as she could in the hope that she could plead her mouth was too full to answer should such a request be made of her.<\/p>\n

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\u201cWhat about him?\u201d Adam asked politely and then frowned \u201cIsn\u2019t this the boy who was bullying \u2026oh no, I forgot, whom our children were bullying?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cQuite!\u201d \u00a0Olivia nodded and her tone of voice was such that she obviously wished her husband had not remembered that bit of history, \u00a0she looked again at Sofia \u201cMrs Carstairs is a widow.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cMmm, \u00a0too many widows in this world,\u201d Adam muttered philosophically and passed a plate of bread rolls over to Reuben with a wink of the eye.<\/p>\n

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\u201cAnyway, she seems a hard working woman, \u00a0tries hard to give Jimmy a good life, and it seems that he\u2019s a well intentioned lad.\u00a0 How are you both getting on with him now?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cHe\u2019s alright, sometimes.\u201d Reuben muttered and gave his sister a little kick on the ankle as encouragement to speak up.<\/p>\n

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\u201cI don\u2019t like him.\u201d Sofia stated and shrugged her shoulders so high that they reached her ears and made her hair bounce \u201cHe always wants to play tag.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cThere\u2019s nothing wrong with playing tag.\u201d Olivia smiled and refilled her daughters glass with some water.<\/p>\n

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\u201cHe plays tag with the girls, and then he wants to kiss them.\u201d Reuben muttered, and glanced slyly at Sofia \u201cEspecially Sofia.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cOh, \u00a0any particular reason why?\u201d Adam asked and looked at his daughter, smiled at her and winked.<\/p>\n

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Emboldened Sofia looked at both her parents and shook her head \u201cHe keeps wanting to hold my hand too. \u201c<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHmmm,\u201d Adam frowned and Olivia shook her head and looked solemn.<\/p>\n

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\u201cHe has sweaty hands, and he bites his nails, and sometimes he smells funny.\u201d Sofia scowled \u201cAnd \u00a0he always wants me to sit with him at recess, and I don\u2019t want to.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWell, \u00a0you don\u2019t have to, \u00a0you have a brother to sit with -\u201d Olivia looked over at Reuben who was pursing his lips rather and frowning \u201cDoesn\u2019t she?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI guess so, but the boys usually play ball, or stuff like that \u2026 we don\u2019t usually have the girls join in.\u201d Reuben replied manfully and puffed out his chest.<\/p>\n

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\u201cJimmy obviously likes you, \u00a0Princess.\u201d Adam said, and pushed aside his now empty plate, \u201cUnderstandable really, \u00a0after all, \u00a0you are a very pretty little girl.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cBut so is Rosie, \u00a0and so is Betty .. Why can\u2019t he go play tag with them.\u00a0 They like \u2026\u201d she paused, perhaps confiding about her friends liking for the boys to give them little shy pecks on the cheek was going too far, she frowned \u201cI don\u2019t want to go to school anyway.\u00a0 I don\u2019t like school. I don\u2019t like Jimmy Carstairs.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam now pursed his lips and looked at his son who rolled his eyes and shook his head, \u00a0he then looked once again at Sofia, \u201cWell, \u00a0you don\u2019t have to worry about school tomorrow as it\u2019s the weekend.\u201d \u00a0 he paused and looked from one to the other as he noticed the look of relief on Sofia\u2019s face and the dreamy look on Reubens, \u201cAnd whatever plans you have, young man, you can forget. \u00a0 We have to help Uncle Hoss and Aunt Hester move into the big house.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cAw, that won\u2019t take too long.\u201d Reuben said and grinned \u201cAnd then can I go and ride Kamille?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWe\u2019ll see \u2026\u201d Adam replied and smiled, looking a little dreamy eyed himself at the mention of the horse and he smiled over at Olivia \u201cWell, then, Sofia, pass some bread over to Spike, will you, before he falls out of his chair \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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When Olivia settled Sofia in to her bed later that evening the child put her arms around her mother\u2019s neck and held her close \u201cMommy, \u00a0were you and daddy angry with me?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWhy do you ask?\u201d \u00a0Olivia said gently, \u201cShould we be?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI ran out of school and didn\u2019t go back.\u00a0 I hid in the hay loft instead.\u00a0 I didn\u2019t want to go back there.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Olivia nodded and looked at the child as she lay there with her head upon the pillows looking sleepy eyed as sweetly innocent \u201cYou caused your teacher a lot of worry, \u00a0Sofia. \u00a0 What if you had had an accident?\u00a0 What if no one had been able to find \u00a0you?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cBut, mommy \u2026 \u00a0 I was going to go back, I just forgot and fell asleep.\u00a0 I don\u2019t like school, \u00a0can\u2019t I stay home with you and Natty?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cSofia, I don\u2019t think you realise the seriousness of what you did today.\u00a0 Had it been Reuben you know what would have happened, don\u2019t you?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cPa would take him to the barn and give him a tanning?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cPossibly, \u00a0he would certainly have been taken to the barn that\u2019s for sure.\u201d \u00a0Olivia sighed and looked at the child again,, \u201cWhy don\u2019t you like school, \u00a0Sofia?\u00a0 You have always enjoyed your books here and I thought \u00a0you would be such a good student?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Sofia shook her head, she felt lost and alone, even Mommy didn\u2019t understand.\u00a0 She swallowed the lump in her throat and blinked back tears, \u00a0how could she explain what she didn\u2019t understand herself, or at least, was unable to find the right words. \u00a0\u201cWas daddy going to spank me too?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHe would have done if Miss Brandons\u2019 letter had not asked us to be gentle with you.\u00a0 She\u2019s very concerned about you, Sofia.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cCan\u2019t I go to school when Hannah goes?\u201d \u00a0 Sofia whispered, clinging tightly to Clarabelle<\/p>\n

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\u201cYou\u2019re a few years older than Hannah, sweetheart.\u201d Olivia brushed away some hair from Sofia\u2019s forehead and looked down into the anxious little face \u201cAre you worried about Jimmy Carstairs?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cDaddy said to be kind to him, and not to kick him again so I won\u2019t, \u00a0but I don\u2019t like him chasing me and saying he loves me.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cDoes he say that?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHe says he likes me better than any girl there in the school, but \u2026 I don\u2019t want him to like me.\u00a0 Not even a little bit.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Olivia nodded, smiled briefly and kissed her daughter on the tip of her little nose \u201cSay your prayers now, and try to sleep.\u00a0 Don\u2019t worry, I\u2019m sure we will get this matter settled one way or another.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

With that assurance ringing in her ears, Sofia hugged Clarabelle closer and turned onto her side \u2026<\/p>\n

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By the light of the lamp and the glow of the fire Adam smoothed out the note that Miss Brandon had written and smiled a little, it was a pleasant note, \u00a0one of genuine concern for their little girl who appeared to be having trouble settling into school, explaining how she had wandered off during recess and been found fast asleep by the sheriff in one of the livery stables.\u00a0 In her letter Miss Brandon had asked Mr and Mrs Cartwright if there was any suggestion they could make that would make Sofia happier at school.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Olivia peered over her husbands shoulder and smiled as she read the note again with him, \u201cShort of suggesting she expels Jimmy Carstairs, I\u2019m not sure what we could suggest.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAh well, he\u2019ll get over it and it won\u2019t be long before she settles down.\u201d Adam replied and tossed the little note into the fire.<\/p>\n

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\u201cHe is 11 years old, Adam\u201d \u00a0she replied and sat down close to him, slipping her arm through his \u00a0\u201cBoys feel strongly at that age.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNow, how would you know how boys feel at that age, my darling?\u201d \u00a0he grinned and looked down at her with mischief in his eyes<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI had brothers, and although we were home schooled, there were times Pa would take them into Carson City. \u00a0 I\u2019d hear them talk \u2026\u201d \u00a0and she laughed a little, very softly at the memory of innocent times of child hood on the Double D. \u00a0\u201cCan\u2019t you remember what it was like to be 11? \u201c<\/p>\n

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\u201cNo, not now, \u00a0I\u2019m far too old for such memories as that.\u201d he stretched out his legs and stared into the fire \u00a0\u201cAnyway there were hardly any girls here back then\u2026 hardly any women come to that \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cAlright then, can you remember when you were young and your first love?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAssuming I ever had a first love \u2026at such a tender and innocent age\u2026\u201d he leaned over slightly to kiss her.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She said nothing but continued to smile as she wondered what sort of boy he had been; \u00a0her memory of him when she was a small child of 5 and the Cartwrights had come to help her father build the chimney was dim. She had missed seeing him when he was older because of Ephraim Dent\u2019s bitterness against his neighbours and township whom, he had felt, \u00a0betrayed him after his family had been taken by the Bannock.<\/p>\n

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\u201cI remember \u2026\u201d Adam said quietly as his fingers held her hand which he now raised to his chest \u201ca young Pauite girl, she was related to \u00a0one of the Paiute lads I ran around with at the time \u2026 \u201c<\/p>\n

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\u201cWas she pretty?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI thought so at the time.\u201d he smiled and looked at the flames in the fire which reflected, dancing, in his dark eyes \u201cAnd I wanted her to know that I thought so\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAnd did she like \u00a0you?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cShe let me hold her hand.\u201d Adam grinned, and he looked back at her, \u00a0\u201cLike this\u2026\u201d and he squeezed her fingers gently in his own, \u00a0then unfurled her fingers slowly one by one, \u00a0so that her palm was opened and upon this he dropped a gentle kiss.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAnd did she slap you?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo. \u00a0 She was puzzled \u2026 \u00a0I remember her looking at me and then smiling.\u00a0 And then she leaned forwards and \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cAnd?\u201d \u00a0Olivia smiled and turned her face up to his, \u00a0her green eyes light and dancing like the sea on a dawning day<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAnd then her \u00a0brother appeared and demanded I stopped messing about with his sister and got on with our game \u2026 \u201c<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

He kissed her then, \u00a0softly, tenderly and stroked her face while she held him close against her. \u00a0 \u201cDid you ever see her again?\u201d she whispered as he kissed the little pulse at her throat<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo.\u00a0 For some reason she avoided me like the plague \u2026 \u00a0 I think I was about \u00a0ten, it was before Pa married Marie\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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They said nothing more after that \u2026. Not for a while, anyway.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Chapter 82<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Joe was the first to hear the sound of the horse and buggy coming through the yard.\u00a0 He had been in the stable settling Kamille and her colt for the night and strolled out to see who their visitor could be, it was not so very late but darkness was falling .\u00a0 He was wiping his hands on a cloth as he noticed Paul assisting Bridie down and with a smile called out a greeting to them. \u00a0\u201cHey, \u00a0this is a pleasant surprise.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Bridie turned with her usual wide warm smile and he came, stuffed the cloth in his pocket and accepted her kiss on the cheek which he shook Paul\u2019s hand.\u00a0 The doctor \u00a0and his wife then followed the younger man into the house, \u00a0Paul removing his hat as he did so.<\/p>\n

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\u201cWe have visitors.\u201d Joe announced as he opened the door to usher the couple into the warm sitting room where Mary Ann, Hester and Hoss were seated.<\/p>\n

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It was a pleasant scene\u2026 Hope was sitting in Hoss\u2019 lap while Hannah and Daniel were playing on the rug close to Hester. \u00a0 Mary Ann was smocking a little garment very carefully, \u00a0her needle flashing through the material while Hester was sorting through buttons to find one that would be suitable for \u00a0the dress that was on her lap.<\/p>\n

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Exclamations of delight at seeing Bridie and Paul, followed by a slight hiatus as Hoss and Hester wondered as to why Paul had come, at a late hour for house calls.<\/p>\n

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\u201cI insisted that Paul bring me to see you all, it seems such a long time since I\u2019ve been here.\u201d Bridie said as she shrugged herself out of her long coat which Joe caught before it fell on the floor.<\/p>\n

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Mary Ann beamed her delight as she stood up and hurried to give Bridie a warm hug and kiss, \u201cI\u2019m so glad you came, Bridie.\u00a0 Come and sit by the fire, you must be cold, both of you\u2026Paul, you look quite weary.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI am, \u00a0to be honest, it\u2019s been a busy time.\u201d Paul agreed and sat down opposite Hoss, he surveyed him and the child in his arms for a few moments, \u201cActually I wanted to come and speak to Hoss and Hester, personally, without the worry of you both coming into town.\u00a0 Bridie has been wanting to come to see Mary Ann and all of you \u00a0for some time so .. Here we are.\u201d \u00a0he nodded, smiled and did nothing to allay the fears of the couple now having to face whatever verdict the doctors had arrived at about Hope.<\/p>\n

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\u201cI\u2019ll go and get some coffee ready\u2026\u201d Mary Ann said very quickly and looked meaningfully at Joe who sighed and nodded<\/p>\n

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\u201cI had hoped you had come to remove this cast\u2026\u201d Joe grumbled but followed his wife out of the room, \u00a0followed very quickly by Daniel and Hannah who always associated the kitchen with hand outs of goodies.<\/p>\n

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Bridie sat down and slipped her hand into Hester\u2019s, while Paul leaned forward in a confidential manner. \u00a0\u201cNow then, \u00a0about Hope.\u201d \u00a0he paused while Hoss held the child closer as though to protect her from anything the doctor may say \u201cHoss, you hold that child any tighter and you\u2019ll squeeze her to death \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWal, yeah, but \u2026\u201d \u00a0he glanced over at his wife and felt a pang of pity for Hester, \u00a0her eyes were overlarge in her face, \u00a0which, he realised, was much thinner than usual. \u00a0\u201cI\u2019m just concerned about her.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNaturally you are, both of you are\u2026 but you have no reason to be so, \u00a0she is a perfectly normal healthy little girl.\u00a0 We did some stringent tests and apart from being a little under the average size, there is nothing that we can find wrong with Hope.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Hester felt as though the room were whirling around, she fell back against the leather settee and gripped Bridie\u2019s hand so tight that it made the other woman wince<\/p>\n

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\u201cIs that true?\u00a0 Are you sure?\u201d \u00a0 her voice wobbled, \u00a0tears came to her eyes and she looked at Hoss who was red in the face with the effort of stuffing his emotions tight inside and not blubbing in front of them all.<\/p>\n

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\u201cQuite sure.\u00a0 Timothy may lack in tact, and the milk of \u00a0human kindness at times, but he is very modern, \u00a0very up to date with medical procedure. \u00a0 He told me today about his findings and I compared them with my own\u2026 and we could find nothing wrong.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWill she be alright, will she grow ..I mean \u2026\u201d Hester stammered and Paul smiled and nodded<\/p>\n

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\u201cI know what you mean, \u00a0there\u2019s no guarantee how tall she will \u00a0be, although some say that at her age she is already half the height she will be as a full grown adult. \u00a0 She may be daintily built, but she will be perfect in every way.\u00a0 I should imagine, she will grow to be a very lovely young woman.\u201d \u00a0Paul beamed at Hope who remembered that he was one of the men who poked and prodded her not so long ago and scowled at him<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYou must think me a very foolish woman,\u201d Hester said as she dabbed at her eyes, \u201cIt\u2019s just that \u2026\u201d \u00a0she looked from Hoss to Bridie and then back to Paul, \u201cI was so scared.\u00a0 She is my last baby, and \u2026 and I was so frightened that she was really ill and would be taken from us.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Bridie squeezed Hester\u2019s fingers gently and then got up slowly from her seat, \u201cI think I\u2019ll go and give Mary Ann a hand in the kitchen,\u201d she murmured and smiled benevolently at her husband before leaving the room.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Hoss set Hope down on the floor and whispered to her to \u2018go see Mom\u2019 at which the child ran across the floor to where Hester sat and opened her arms up to engulf her in them and hold her tightly.\u00a0 Paul nodded<\/p>\n

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\u201cI could select ten children of the same age and have them stand in a line in front of you, \u00a0and \u00a0you would be more than surprised at the difference in their heights and builds.\u00a0 They don\u2019t necessarily take after their mothers and fathers, you know\u2026 could be a whole host of relatives they grow to look like\u2026 \u00a0so now then, you can stop your worrying, \u00a0Hester, Hoss. \u00a0 Believe me, \u00a0your daughter is beautiful.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Hester dabbed at her cheeks and shook her head \u201cI can\u2019t believe I got myself so wound about it, I scared Hoss about it which was unfair of me considering how ill he has been \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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Despite Hoss\u2019 murmurs of assurance that she had done no such thing, when in fact they both knew she had, Paul\u2019s face became serious once again, he looked at Hoss and then back at Hester \u201cYou have to realise, my dear, that when Hope was born, and to \u00a0be honest we thought we would lose you \u2026\u201d \u00a0 his eyes once again turned from one to the other of them \u201cA womans body is a very delicately balanced act of creation, \u00a0my dear. \u00a0 When you had the operation to deliver Hope, \u00a0it very abruptly brought to an end something that you would quite naturally have experienced for another ten perhaps fifteen years of your life. \u00a0 The possibilities of having other children was just one thing, \u00a0but the cessation of your monthly cycle \u2026 in an unnatural way \u2026 is quite another.\u00a0 You must expect to feel emotional, \u00a0and anxious, more than usual.\u00a0 It will pass as all these things do in time, it is just unfortunate that something other women \u00a0endure as a natural cycle to life came upon you so abruptly.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Hester looked rather embarrassed at such personal details being discussed in front of Hoss, \u00a0but her good husband listened intently, nodded here and there and accepted what counsel they had been given. \u00a0\u201cI had been worried about Hester, Paul, jest thought it was because she was anxious about Hope, and not being home like normal.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWell, a good thing then that you are moving back tomorrow, isn\u2019t it?\u201d \u00a0Paul smiled, relaxed a little now that the good and bad news had been shared out, \u00a0\u201cI\u2019m more than glad to see you looking so well, Hoss. \u00a0 Perhaps if you would stand up and walk about the room I could judge for myself as to whether or not I was right in allowing you to get up and about so soon.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cSo soon!!\u201d \u00a0Hoss exclaimed with a widening of the eyes \u201cShucks, Paul, it ain\u2019t been so soon, it\u2019s been forever\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNonsense,\u201d Paul laughed \u201cNow, get up and let me see for myself.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Joe, Mary Ann and Bridie came in bearing drinks and food just as Hoss had completed a circuit of the room \u00a0without a wobble, \u00a0with a flourish he sat down \u00a0and everyone laughed when Hope clapped her hands as though he had performed a minor miracle. \u00a0 Bridie beamed around at them all, as far as she was concerned these people were an extension of her own family, \u00a0perhaps closer than her own, if that were at all possible. \u00a0 She settled back down beside Hester and smiled, was joyful \u00a0to receive a smile in return.<\/p>\n

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Mary Ann \u00a0looked at each one of them and then carefully moved Daniel away from the table upon which a plate of cookies had been placed.\u00a0 She was well formed in her pregnancy now, almost full term and she was, in some odd way, \u00a0quite relieved to have seen Bridie now. \u00a0 Her old friend had tactfully asked several rather personal but pertinent questions while in the kitchen with her, \u00a0and had been able to reassure the young mother to be that she was doing well and there was no reason to expect any problems with the coming birth.<\/p>\n

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An hour slipped by so quickly that when the clock chimed everyone expressed surprise. \u00a0 Bridie kissed the ladies and hugged the men, then promised Mary Ann that she would come and stay with her three days before the expected date of arrival for the baby.\u00a0 With this reassurance ringing in her ears Mary Ann stood beside her husband and waved the older couple off, \u00a0then hugged into one another \u00a0as they watched the buggy turn out of view and onto the track that would take them to the main road.<\/p>\n

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\u201cA pity he wouldn\u2019t take off that cast for you, darling.\u201d Mary Ann whispered and slipped her arm through his, \u201cBut it\u2019s only another week or so.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI don\u2019t know why \u00a0it can\u2019t come off now, I use my hand alright, it just gets in the way.\u201d<\/p>\n

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They closed the door behind them and entered the main room where Hoss and Hester were found sitting side by side, Hester\u2019s head on Hoss\u2019 shoulder while they watched Hannah and Hope playing with their little cousin Daniel, who had, quite cunningly, managed to find a spare cookie and was nibbling away with contentment.<\/p>\n

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\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n

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The room was cast into shadows as Dorothy Tennant turned down the flame in the lamp.\u00a0 She could hear Clemmie preparing for bed in the other room, \u00a0and smiled slightly at the thought of the old lady who had so willingly opened her home to a woman who was considered disreputable in her town. \u00a0 Passing the door Dorothy tapped lightly and was summoned by a vigorous \u201cCome on in, Dorothy\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cAre you alright, Clemmie?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Mrs Hawkins frowned, her grey hair was \u2018dismantled\u2019 from its usual style, falling in gentle waves down her back and over her shoulder, the hair brush was in her hand.\u00a0 She looked frail, but in her frailty quite splendid. \u00a0\u201cI want a word with you, my girl.\u00a0 Come in and sit down.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Pointing to an ottoman Clemmie waited for Dorothy to settle before she sat down by the dressing table, \u00a0she put down the hair brush and surveyed Dorothy thoughtfully,<\/p>\n

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\u201cNow then, young Dorothy, what are you planning to do with your self?\u201d<\/p>\n

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The question caught Dorothy unawares and for a moment she just stared dumbly at Clemmie as though she couldn\u2019t think of what to say, but the old widow sad like the grim reaper, refusing to budge so Dorothy took a deep breath \u201c I don\u2019t know what you mean, Clemmie?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cAre you expecting to move in with me next week and carry on as Roy\u2019s housekeeper, is that what you\u2019re thinking?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYes, well, I suppose so.\u201d Dorothy blushed, and then felt embarrassed \u201cOf course, if it isn\u2019t convenient for you, Clemmie, just say and I\u2019ll look for lodgings elsewhere.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cNonsense, stop talking rubbish, girl. \u00a0 I never said you couldn\u2019t move back with me, just what did \u00a0you intend to do about your future.\u00a0 You \u00a0don\u2019t expect Roy will want you to be his housekeeper now, do you?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cHe never said that I couldn\u2019t be.\u201d \u00a0Dorothy stammered and tried to remember what it was that he actually did say.\u00a0 She shook her head \u201cI thought we could just carry on as usual.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWell, then, you thought wrong.\u00a0 Roy\u2019s got his pride you know, you turned down his proposal of marriage.\u00a0 All these years Roy hasn\u2019t looked at another woman since Mary died, and then within months of you being his housekeeper he wants to make you his wife. \u00a0 Now he thinks you turned him down because of the age difference \u2026 he reckons you think he\u2019s too old for \u00a0you.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Dorothy frowned and shook her head \u201cNo, it wasn\u2019t that at all, in fact I never think of age when I am with Roy. \u201c<\/p>\n

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\u201cSo you do like him then?\u201d \u00a0The irascible old lady said with a slightly sly look on her face that Dorothy didn\u2019t notice.<\/p>\n

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\u201cLike him?\u00a0 Of course I like him, Clemmie, I respect him, and \u2026and I do love him.\u201d \u00a0she paused and wondered if she had phrased that rather inaccurately, she sighed \u201cI love him, \u00a0over the years he\u2019s been a good loyal friend, helped me whenever he could within the limits of the law, of course.\u00a0 But I \u00a0remember that time when I helped a prisoner escape, being in my room and watching the jail house, hearing that gun shot, and I felt so frightened that it had been Roy who had been hurt.\u00a0 I can remember \u00a0how I felt so clearly and then I realised how much he meant to me, \u00a0but\u2026\u201d she leaned forward and clutched at Clemmie\u2019s hands \u201cClemmie, people have made me feel so bad about myself since my coming back. \u00a0 If it hadn\u2019t been for you and Roy, and some others, then I don\u2019t know how I could have carried on. \u00a0 As it is \u2026 how can I get Roy to realise that people may treat him like that?\u201d<\/p>\n

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She leaned back now, a frown \u00a0deep on her brow as she considered the matter, the hurt that Roy would feel at any rejection, \u00a0and Clemmie shook her head and pulled her hands free to return to the task of brushing her hair, \u201cYou don\u2019t know Roy Coffee as well as you think, my girl, if you worry about things like that\u2026. \u00a0 This town has treated him pretty badly at times over the years, he\u2019s just carried on regardless, and won them round with deeper respect than ever. \u00a0 You don\u2019t really love him, you\u2019re too worried about yourself or you wouldn\u2019t \u00a0be thinking such rubbish.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI do love him, Clemmie, I don\u2019t see how you could possibly say such a thing, \u00a0if you knew how it felt to be rejected and \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cRidiculed?\u00a0 Look, luvvie, I\u2019ve lived here for years now, \u00a0I can even remember when you first moved here. \u00a0 But I\u2019ve spent that time struggling to be taken seriously, \u00a0dismissed as an old gossip whose sole purpose in life is to get a man in my bed or married off. \u00a0 People no more know what makes me tick than they do you, apparently anyway. \u00a0 Don\u2019t lose the chance of happiness, my girl, because of false pride or trying to talk \u00a0yourself out of it by excuses.\u00a0 If you love the man then marry him\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cClemmie, \u00a0I\u2019m sorry that you have \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI don\u2019t want your sympathy, Dorothy.\u00a0 I\u2019ve lived with the situation long enough to be able to use it to my own advantage, until you came along I was thinking I\u2019d always be considered a fussy old widow but \u2026\u201d she put down the brush and turned to the younger woman, \u00a0and smiled, leaned forward and took hold of Dorothy\u2019s hands \u201cLook, love, don\u2019t end up like me, I had someone come into my life after my \u2018Arry died, and I was foolish enough to talk myself out of it.\u00a0 Don\u2019t do that \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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Dorothy looked at the old woman, who, without her false eyelashes and vivid slash of red lipstick looked strangely naked, \u00a0a woman with her barriers down, \u00a0but gentle, kindly, and still very pretty.\u00a0 She could not help herself but smile and plant a kiss on the widow\u2019s cheek \u00a0\u201cI won\u2019t, Clemmie. \u00a0 Thank you.\u201d<\/p>\n

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They shared a smile and then she stood up and at the door turned \u201cWas it Ben Cartwright?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWho?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThe man you rejected?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Clemmie smiled \u201cNo, \u00a0duckie, it wasn\u2019t Ben. \u00a0 It was someone very much like him though, \u00a0Ben reminds me a lot of him.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWhat happened to him?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cOh, he went off, like men do, \u00a0you know. \u00a0 He didn\u2019t want to hang around for me to make up my mind, so he went off and joined the army.\u00a0 Got killed \u2026\u201d \u00a0she sighed, \u201cLife\u2019s too short, Dorothy, to throw away the good chances that come along.\u00a0 Too many bad ones pile up and seem to hang around \u2026\u201d her voice trailed away and then she forced a smile, her eyes twinkled \u201cNow, off \u00a0you go, ducks, and get a good nights sleep.\u00a0 Lots to do in the morning.\u201d \u00a0she winked, a saucy wink just as one would expect from Widow Hawkins<\/p>\n

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She watched as the door closed behind Dorothy and then continued to brush her hair, stopped, leaned forward and looked at her reflection. Once upon a time, she told herself, I was young once, and turned heads because I was pretty.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Chapter 83<\/p>\n

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The rain held off for the day when Hoss and Hester finally returned to the big house.\u00a0 It was a misnomer really as Adam\u2019s house was slightly bigger and Joe\u2019s house even larger than Adam\u2019s but it was the home where everything had begun, and would always be thought of as the big house, the Ponderosa.<\/p>\n

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There was really not much in the way of anything to bring to the house apart from Hoss, Hester and the children. \u00a0 Hoss was now feeling so well that he was able to walk into the house on his own two feet with Hope in his arms, \u00a0while Hannah ran ahead to throw herself in to Ben\u2019s arms and be swung up in the air and then gently placed back onto the ground so that she could run on in and meet her cousins who awaited her.<\/p>\n

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\u201cWelcome home, son.\u201d Ben\u2019s voice caught a little as he spoke, and he shook Hoss\u2019 hand warmly<\/p>\n

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\u201cAw, Pa..\u201d \u00a0Hoss laughed and gave his father a bear like hug, then stepped back to look around at the exterior before stepping onto the porch to follow Ben inside \u201cThey done a good job, Pa.\u00a0 Looks \u00a0close enough to the old place as would make no difference.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Ben smiled and nodded, \u00a0his hand on Hoss\u2019 arm as though afraid to let go in case Hoss fell over.\u00a0 Hop Sing came from the kitchen area and gave Hoss a respectful bow \u201cI cook you fav\u2019rit meal, you like, you eat all up.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI sure will, Hop Sing.\u00a0 I been on a regulation diet for so long now that real food would be even more welcome than normal.\u201d \u00a0he grinned and looked around at the big room, and yes, he saw and noticed all the changes, the furniture that was different, the missing blue chair, and for a moment he wondered where that had gone as it had survived so many years of being part of that room.<\/p>\n

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Hannah and the children were playing so he set Hope down and watched as she ran to join with her cousins, and upon seeing Nathaniel gave a cry of delight whereupon he looked up, saw her and immediately began to clap his hands, smiles and dimples \u00a0appeared as she ran to him.<\/p>\n

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\u201cGuess the whole family\u2019s here, huh, Pa?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWhere else would you expect them to be?\u201d Ben laughed and walked closer to the fire<\/p>\n

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\u201cIt looks the same but different, smells good too, clean new pine \u2026.\u201d Hoss raised his head and sniffed \u201cCan\u2019t beat that smell.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Hester came hurrying down the stairs, her face alight with pleasure \u201cCome and see, Hoss, come and see our room.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cShucks, Hester – I wondered where you\u2019d gone and disappeared to.\u201d \u00a0and he allowed her to grab at his hand and urge him up the stairs whereupon he was pushed gently into the room that had been theirs since their marriage.<\/p>\n

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The room was little changed apart from the removal of the heavy wooden furniture which he had known since the day Ben had brought it all the way from Sacramento.\u00a0 He stared and shook his head, \u201cShucks, honey, has Pa seen this?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cOf course he has.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cSure is different.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cDon\u2019t you like it?\u201d<\/p>\n

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He nodded, yes, he did like it, \u00a0and smiled at her \u201cY\u2019know, Pa was kinda attached to that furniture we had here, he brung it all the way \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI know, \u00a0darling, he told me.\u201d Hester laughed, \u201cBut our room was the worst damaged in the fire, and the only use for the old furniture was for burning as most of it was burnt anyway.\u00a0 Look at the quilt, Hoss, doesn\u2019t it look lovely?\u201d<\/p>\n

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He nodded again, it all looked lovely, yes, he said and then he turned to look at her, her eyes sparkling and her cheeks pink with excitement and he drew her closer to him \u201cYou know, you haven\u2019t looked so happy like this for a long time, Hester.\u00a0 I\u2019ve missed seeing those blue eyes of \u00a0yours shining like all them thar stars in the sky, and \u2026\u201d he felt too full to say another word \u00a0just looked at her, \u00a0and felt the emotion well up in his throat.<\/p>\n

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\u201cI\u2019m sorry, Hoss, \u00a0I got myself so worried about Hope, and about you, \u00a0I thought, at one time, that you were never going to be able to walk again.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI love you Hester, \u00a0so much and \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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She didn\u2019t want to hear another word, but hugged him close and kissed him, one of those kisses that made him wish that the house wasn\u2019t full of family or children but just clear empty.<\/p>\n

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Adam walked towards his father and smiled, he passed a glass of wine over and nodded \u201cHe looks happy to be home.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYes, \u00a0I\u2019m glad they\u2019re back here too.\u201d \u00a0Ben frowned and looked at his eldest son, \u201cYou know, there\u2019s something I\u2019ve been meaning to ask you\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cReally?\u201d \u00a0Adam grimaced and then shrugged \u201cAsk me some other time, Pa, Hop Sing will have our heads if we aren\u2019t at the table right now.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Ben frowned and gave his son a narrow eyed look before glancing up at the stairs and smiling as Hoss and Hester came down together.\u00a0 Joe gave a cheer \u201cWelcome home, Hoss and Hester.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYes, welcome home\u2026\u201d \u00a0Olivia said quietly as she leaned in to kiss Hester on the cheek and squeeze her hand gently, before standing on tip toe to kiss Hoss on the cheek.<\/p>\n

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Mary Ann was next, but Hoss leaned in to kiss her as she wasn;t able to stand on tip toe any more having lost her centre of gravity due to the baby.\u00a0 Blushing slightly Hoss led Hester to the big table where the banquet was set, for Hop Sing had worked overtime to provide his dear Hoss with the very best of everything he liked most of all.<\/p>\n

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The children were rounded up and set down in high chairs where necessary, Joe gently ensured his wife\u2019s comfort as she took her seat and Olivia smiled over at Adam as he managed to get Nathaniel to bend his legs and sit for the infant had enjoyed his playtime and hadn\u2019t wanted to be hauled away from his play.<\/p>\n

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Hope sat between Hoss and Hester in her chair, and looked shyly down the big table at everyone assembled there then looked at Ben who was surveying his family with dark brown eyes. \u00a0 Conscious of his grand daughters scrutiny \u00a0Ben turned to look at her, and gave her a smile which caused her to slide a little lower in her chair for she was a timid child and Ben, with his deep dark voice, scared her just a very little.<\/p>\n

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I guess this is what being the Patriach must feel like,\u201d Ben mused as he looked from one to the other of his family, his sons, their wives, their children and his grandchildren. \u201cWho would have thought it, seems only a few years ago that I was thinking I\u2019d never have grandchildren around the place and now \u2026 we have become a regular clan of Cartwrights,\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHope you\u2019re thinking happy thoughts, Pa, because you\u2019re looking mighty grim just now\u201d Joe quipped \u00a0and his hazel eyes twinkled as he smiled at his father.<\/p>\n

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\u201c\u201dI was remembering how there was a time I never thought there would be any woman who would actually get round to marrying one of my sons \u2026 and now, here you all are, it makes a man feel humble to see you all like this.. My sons, my daughters and grand children.\u201d Ben paused, and shook his head \u201cTime passes far too quickly\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cAmen to that,\u201d Hoss said, and smiled over at Hester tenderly.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Joe laughed \u201cOh I always knew I would find the right woman one day,\u201d \u00a0he kissed Mary Ann\u2019s hand and winked up at her, \u201cIt was brother Adam I was always worried about, him sailing around on that ship of his, never knowing where he was \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI always knew where I was\u2026\u201d Adam \u00a0said sternly and winked over at Reuben who was listening attentively as usual<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYeah, well, so you say.\u00a0 I was sure you would end up some crusty eccentric retired naval officer rowing a boat on the lake every day and refusing to let anyone on board.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Adam shrugged and shook his head, \u00a0\u201cI never had any intention of becoming a crusty, eccentric retired naval officer.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYou were crusty though.\u201d Hoss commented with a frown \u201cQuite a lot if I recall rightly\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cGrumpy was the word we used.\u201d Joe nodded and smiled at Olivia \u201cYou spared us from a fate worse than death, you realise that, don\u2019t you?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cYou mean, you didn\u2019t want anyone sailing a boat on your lake?\u201d Olivia replied with a smile<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Reuben didn\u2019t understand why they laughed at that, he was worried that his Pa\u2019s feelings would be hurt but Adam laughed along with them all, and then gave Olivia a long loving look that was greeted with an equally long loving look of her own.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Ben settled back and refilled his glass with the wine that had come from the cellar, cool and clear and just how he preferred it.\u00a0 He smiled at his sons, at their wives and then his eyes turned upon each of his grand children \u00a0\u2026of course Reuben and Sofia were not his by blood but to as far as he was concerned they had as much claim to his heart at any of the others.<\/p>\n

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Hannah, as cute as a button with her black hair and blue eyes, \u00a0getting to look more like her mother now, but with Hoss\u2019 shape of face.\u00a0 Hope was so dainty in comparison, slender as a reed with her blonde hair and dark eyes, perhaps somewhere Inger had such a beauty in her family<\/p>\n

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Daniel was nearly two years old now, \u00a0and so like Joe at that age that Ben\u2019s heart ached a little at the memory of Marie who would have loved the child for that reason alone.\u00a0 Chestnut curls and hazel eyes, freckles and mischief \u2026 Ben smiled as his eyes rested upon Mary Ann, who knew what new life would soon be launched forth into the world, into this family?<\/p>\n

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Then there was Nathaniel, solemnly regarding his meal and wondering \u00a0how to deal with it\u2026spoon or fingers?\u00a0 He raised his dark eyes and saw his grandfather looking down at him and smiled, dimples creased his cheeks and Ben sighed and shook his head, when Adam was this age, he remembered, they were living in a wagon, drawn by a weary horse. \u00a0 Nathaniel\u2019s black curls framed his little face but when \u00a0Ben looked at him he was reminded only of how thin and fragile his first born had been at that age.<\/p>\n

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He was brought out of his reverie by some comment Joe made which had brought great laughter around the table, so that he smiled, nodded and tried to look as though he knew what had been going on.<\/p>\n

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I remember telling Adam that memories and dreams were always there when one needed them\u2026 but it seems that when one becomes old dreams and memories become the world one inhabits.\u201d \u00a0 and with a sigh he emptied his glass, looked up and caught Olivia\u2019s eyes watching him. \u00a0 He nodded, smiled and received a smile in return but he knew that she had seen, just for a second, a glimpse into his heart, and had understood that along with joy had been sorrow.<\/p>\n

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\u201cWell.\u201d Adam dropped the napkin beside his plate and rose to his feet \u201cMuch as we have enjoyed the company Reuben and I have to go.\u00a0 I promised my boy that we would go and see Kamille and her colt once we knew Hoss was settled in.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Reuben\u2019s look of delight shone from his face and no one had the heart to insist on their staying longer. \u00a0 Adam had been missing from Reuben\u2019s life too many times since his marriage so times together were precious, they all appreciated that fact and murmured their farewells, although Joe did say he wouldn\u2019t be long behind them, his wife, he grinned, needed her rest.<\/p>\n

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Olivia came and kissed her husband on the cheek, ruffled Reuben\u2019s hair and then returned to her seat so that she could continue to spoon feed Nathaniel.\u00a0 It was Ben who followed them out of the house and stood beside Adam as his son pulled on his jacket, \u201cYou know, \u00a0Adam, that horse is a regular hay burner\u2026 and so is the colt.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cI know, Pa.\u201d \u00a0Adam grinned, \u201cBut while Joe\u2019s happy enough to have them up at his place I\u2019m not going to mention it.\u201d \u00a0he laughed then and winked at Reuben \u201cI guess Joe knows that anyway.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHe does, I\u2019ve told him often enough.\u201d \u00a0Ben sighed and watched as Reuben ran off to collect \u00a0his fathers horse, \u00a0\u201cYou know, \u00a0that Sheik thought a lot of you, Adam, sending you such an expensive gift.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam shrugged \u201cIt\u2019s their culture, and he could afford it, he loves horses and \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Ben interrupted and placed a hand on Adam\u2019s shoulder \u201cHe sent the horse as a thank you for saving \u00a0his life, I know that, don\u2019t try playing it down.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam shrugged \u201cI wasn\u2019t \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cIt\u2019s just that \u2026this business with the Barringtons, raking up about the deal that had been made those years back.\u201d \u00a0he glanced slyly at his son, noticed the flush around the collar and the way the shoulders rose as though to shrug something off them, he smiled \u201cA sheik sends you a horse as a thank you, but I – I never gave you anything for what you did.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam released his breath and shook his head \u201cPa, there\u2019s no need to go into old history, after all ..\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo, son, hear me out.\u00a0 If you hadn\u2019t bailed us out that time, we wouldn\u2019t be here today \u2026and that\u2019s a fact.\u201d \u00a0he raised a hand as Adam opened his mouth to speak \u201cLook, \u00a0I can\u2019t repay the debt, Adam, and I should have thanked you a long time ago, but \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cBut the fact is there was no need, and I didn\u2019t want thanks\u201d \u00a0Adam now raised his hand and shook his head \u201cNo, now you hear me out, Pa.\u00a0 I owe you far more than I could ever repay you, what\u2019s money for heavens sake?\u00a0 But a life, and the life you gave me?\u00a0 You often talk about the hardships and the things you feel I missed out on\u2026 \u00a0but you should remember the good times too, Pa.\u00a0 Nights under the sky, you teaching me how to navigate, the life we shared\u2026.we shared, Pa \u2026 you gave me more than you will ever know.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Ben bowed his head and stared for a moment at their feet, his eyes saw the newly planed boards that made up the porch, he sighed \u201cWe could have lost everything if it hadn\u2019t been for that money.\u00a0 You know that the boys \u00a0were all set on a range war to keep it from McGarthy, don\u2019t you?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI heard about that,\u201d Adam grinned \u201cEven Winnemucca joined in?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cS;right, he did.\u00a0 Scared the pants off everyone in town that did.\u201d Ben grinned and rubbed his jaw with a work worn hand, \u201cThat was a lot of money, son.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Adam nodded, and rubbed his jaw in a mirror action of his fathers, \u201cI guess so.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWhere\u2019d you get it all from?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cPa?\u201d Adam shook his head and laughed \u201cOh, \u00a0well, I closed all my accounts, cashed in the shares on the mines and businesses, \u00a0robbed Peter to pay Paul, all that kind of thing.\u00a0 An officers pay isn\u2019t so bad either, and there\u2019s \u00a0not much one can buy when at sea, it mounts up.\u201d he slapped Ben on the arm and shook his head \u201cDon\u2019t be too curious Pa, you never know what you\u2019ll find out.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYou didn\u2019t rob \u00a0a bank did you?\u201d Ben quipped as they stepped over to the horse by which Reuben was standing rather impatiently<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo, \u00a0of course not.\u201d Adam swung himself into the saddle and then put his foot out for Reuben to step up and be lifted up in front of him, \u00a0\u201cLook, Pa, put it behind you now, forget about it \u2026\u201d he raised his eyes and looked over at the house \u201cI still owe you more than I can ever repay.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Ben shook his head and stepped back as the horse swung round and Adam turned it in the direction of Joes house.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

It was at that moment that the door was pulled open and Joe ran out \u201cPa, \u00a0get the doctor, \u00a0Mary Ann\u2019s gone into labour.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWhat?\u201d \u00a0Ben and Adam both spoke at the same time, \u00a0Adam immediately swung Reuben back down onto the ground \u201cI\u2019ll go get Paul\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Joe was hopping from one foot to the other \u201cShe thought it was indigestion\u2026 \u00a0I told her not to eat too much pork.\u00a0 Pa, what\u2019ll I do?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNothing.\u00a0 I mean – for heavens sake, son, pull yourself together.\u00a0 Get her upstairs into the bed room, \u00a0Hester and Olivia will know what to do.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cIt\u2019s too early, Pa.\u201d \u00a0Joe ran his fingers through his hair, \u201cWill it be alright?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWhat is it with you boys, can\u2019t any of you keep track of dates and \u2026\u201d Ben paused at the sight of his daughters in law helping Mary Ann up the stairs, his heart melted, so this was it, another Cartwright entering the world and in this house too.\u00a0 He looked over at Hoss who was holding Hope in his arms and looking dewy eyed, \u00a0\u201cThought we were just going to be welcoming you home, son.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Hoss grinned \u201cLooks like more than me, Pa.\u00a0 Seems someone else is eager to get involved in this here family.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Joe sunk down into a chair, buried his face in his hands \u201cBridie should be here, \u00a0she said she would be,.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cNo doubt she\u2019ll come with Paul, once Adam gets into town.\u201d \u00a0Ben assured him and smiled, \u201cWell, \u00a0we may be in for a long wait, gentlemen, \u00a0so let\u2019s have a drink?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Mary Ann bowed once again as the pain seized her and she grabbed for the nearest thing which happened to be the newel post on the bed \u201cOh, \u00a0I knew I shouldn\u2019t have eaten so much.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI don\u2019t think what you ate had anything to do with bringing this baby on,\u201d Olivia smiled, and carefully began to unbutton Mary Ann\u2019s dress.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cLet\u2019s just get you comfortable.\u201d Hester fluffed up pillows and set them into a neat row, and pulled back the covers on the bed \u201cCome on, \u00a0dear, try and rest while you can.\u00a0 This is just the start, you have a way to go yet.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI can\u2019t sleep \u2026 I need to walk.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Hester and Olivia looked at one another, nodded in agreement, walking was good, \u00a0if that was what she wanted to do.\u00a0 Hester closed the window and began to fuss around looking for towels and so forth, then went to the door and yelled for hot water<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAlready?\u201d Joe groaned and looked helplessly at his father who summoned Hop Sing who said the water was already on the stove, \u00a0if anyone in the house was organised it was him, \u00a0he nodded and returned calmly to the kitchen to supervise the water supply.<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Paul and Bridie, followed by Adam on horseback, arrived some hours later.\u00a0 Nothing was said as they entered the house although Paul thought everyone there looked like they could have done with something to drink stronger than coffee. \u00a0 \u201cHaven\u2019t you anything to do instead of just hanging around making the place untidy?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHester said she didn\u2019t think it was going to take very long\u201d Hoss muttered and reached for \u00a0Hannah who was hoping to make a dash up stairs to see what was happening.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAnd when did she say that?\u201d Paul asked noticing as he spoke that \u00a0Bridie was already half way up the stairs.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHalf an hour ago.\u201d Joe groaned and glanced over at the clock \u201cThirty five minutes to be precise.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Paul rolled his eyes, one expectant father was bad enough but three? \u00a0 He sighed and shook his head and followed his wife up the stairs.\u00a0 As he reached the half landing there came the sound of a new borns first cry, that warble of a cry that indicates the shock of being thrust into a hostile world and from the safe security of a mother\u2019s womb.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Bridie laughed, Hester wept and Olivia drew the baby into the towel and wrapped it securely \u201cI never had such a swift delivery\u2026\u201d Bridie chuckled and walked over to Mary Ann, took hold of her hand and smiled down at her \u201cWell done, dear.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Paul came in and closed the door behind him, well aware that down below the atmosphere would \u00a0be electric. \u00a0 He nodded over to his wife, smiled at the two women and looked at Mary Ann \u201cYou seem to be in safe hands, my dear.\u00a0 I\u2019ll just check things over and then join the men downstairs.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cOh for goodness sake, Paul, you can go now.\u00a0 I\u2019m quite capable of doing whatever\u2019s necessary, \u201c \u00a0Bridie chuckled and squeezed Mary Ann\u2019s hand and then Olivia was there with the baby \u00a0which she passed into Mary Ann\u2019s arms.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Paul stepped into the big room and looked around at the four men, who were standing and looking \u00a0apprehensively at him \u201cCongratulations, Joe, you have \u2026a baby.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWhat is it?\u201d \u00a0Hoss asked seeing how Joe\u2019s mouth didn\u2019t seem to be working.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cIs Mary Ann alright?\u201d Ben asked at which Joe nodded and waited for Paul\u2019s answer<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cMary Ann appears fine.\u201d Paul nodded and frowned<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAnd?\u201d Adam probed<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAnd?\u201d Paul frowned more deeply<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cA boy or a girl?\u201d \u00a0Hoss prompted to which Paul shook his head<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cI don\u2019t know, I forgot to look\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Joe gave a groan and then without another word was sprinting up the stairs two at a time. \u00a0 He was greeted by the sight of Hester with a baby in her arms<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cCongratulations, Joe\u2026. You have a daughter.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

So, there it is, Ben thought as everyone began to talk at once when Joe appeared with the baby in his arms\u2026 there it is, \u00a0Hoss and Hester back home, \u00a0and a new baby to bless the house.\u00a0 Another Cartwright, another grand daughter.\u00a0 He began to pour \u00a0out drinks into the glasses while he counted up the number of grandchildren or had he done that already today?\u00a0 He couldn\u2019t remember\u2026but four grand daughters now and three grandsons, or was it the other way round?\u00a0 He shook his head and passed a glass to Adam who was smiling bemusedly by his side \u201cAre you alright, Pa?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cJust thinking \u2026 that\u2019s all.\u201d Ben grinned and looked at his youngest son \u00a0as he showed off his baby girl to the other children, \u00a0\u201cIt wasn\u2019t so long ago I thought I\u2019d never get you boys married and now look \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cMmm, \u00a0Cartwrights as far as the eye can see\u2026\u201d Adam \u00a0chuckled and stooped to sweep Sofia into his arms and get a hug from his little girl before putting her back down<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Hoss \u00a0looked up as Hester came down the stairs looking rather weary, he gave her a beaming smile and gently took hold of her hand \u201cYou alright?\u201d he whispered softly in her ear as he leaned in to give her a kiss<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cYes, I\u2019m alright.\u201d she understood what he meant, but there was no need, \u00a0seeing Mary Ann in labour had been quite sufficient to remind her of the pain she had herself endured and for a little while that memory would carry her though any moments of self pity she may indulge in, \u201cMary Ann did so well, and what a lovely baby.\u00a0 Have you seen her, Hoss?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Joe \u00a0looked up as Bridie appeared and held out her arms for the baby to be taken back to the mother, they shared a smile as the baby passed from father to friend and everyone turned to watch as Bridie carried the precious bundle upstairs to where Mary Ann was waiting.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWell done, Joe.\u00a0 Congratulations.\u201d Adam said and slapped his brother on the back, \u201cHave some whiskey, you look \u00a0a little bit green around the gills.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Joe nodded \u201cThanks Adam.\u201d \u00a0he grinned at his brothers, at Hester, at the grandfather clock and most other things that were stationary in the room, then sat down \u00a0\u201cMy, imagine that .. A daughter. I thought I was going to have another son.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWell, \u00a0she\u2019s a beauty, just like her mother.\u201d \u00a0Hoss said, even though he had caught only the merest glimpse of a bald head and several fingers poking through the shawl.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Ben smiled and nodded, \u00a0he had seen the baby quite clearly, and the one person he thought of had been her grandmother, Marie.\u00a0 He looked at Joe, caught his eyes and nodded, \u00a0and from the way Joe had looked back at him, nodded and smiled, he was quite sure his son had seen the same resemblance.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Olivia came downstairs now and told Joe that Mary Ann wanted to see \u00a0him, she had been followed by Paul who had gone to check over the things that Bridie had already checked over\u2026. He smiled and nodded \u201cMary Ann\u2019s going to be fine, she\u2019s had a fine healthy baby, full term too.\u00a0 You Cartwright women aren\u2019t very good at getting your dates right, are you?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

In the room that had once belonged to Joe \u00a0the new parents sat close together, their heads touching as they looked down at their little girl.\u00a0 A light knock on the door and Olivia peered in, smiled \u201cThere\u2019s a little boy here who wants to say hello to his sister.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Daniel was shy, \u00a0he clung to his aunt\u2019s skirts for a while obviously far less keen to meet his sister than Olivia had indicated but when Joe said \u201cC\u2019mon, son, over here.\u201d and opened wide his arms the little boy ran across the room and jumped up into his fathers lap.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Olivia closed the door upon the foursome and quietly tip toed away\u2026<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

And, following her example that is what we also shall do now\u2026. Just tip toe away \u2026<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The End
\n2015<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Next in the Home is the Sailor Series:<\/strong><\/p>\n

The Iron Horsemen
\n<\/a>There will Always be Rainbows<\/a>
\n<\/a>The Pledge<\/a>
\nNo Greater Love<\/a>
\nKismet<\/a><\/p>\n

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