Summary: Commodore and Mrs Adam Cartwright await the birth of their first child, but it’s a time that is threatened by danger, the ambitions of a corrupt official and petty thief, and of blizzards.<\/p>\n
Rated: K (238,200 words)<\/p>\n
The final page contains the reviews\/comments from the Old BonanzaBrand Library<\/p>\n
Captain Cartwright Series:<\/strong><\/p>\n To Soar on Albatross Wings<\/a> <\/p>\n All Those Tomorrows<\/strong><\/p>\n The Shenandoah slipped easily into her berth in the harbour at the foot of Pacific Street which boasted a wharf some eight hundred feet further than most and was the designated location for that journeys end. It was pleasant enough weather to greet the ships company back to base and preparations were soon put under way to secure her hawsers to the bollards. The gangplank was eventually lowered for the Harbourmaster to board the vessel in order to receive the necessary paperwork from the ship\u2019s officers.<\/p>\n It had been an uneventful trip of six weeks, weeks that Commodore Adam Cartwright had resented but had accepted as orders had come with the proviso of several months leave afterwards. This had provided him with a measure of relief as it would mean being home during the birth of his and Olivia\u2019s much longed for baby. He stood now over seeing the ships company at their duties with his hands clasped behind his back and his dark eyes watching them carefully while he listened to his first officer and the Harbour master in discussion over the necessary paperwork.<\/p>\n Some years ago this same wharf had been the scene of the destruction of the first ship he commanded, The Ainola, and he turned now to look at the places where so many of his crew had been laid upon their tragic deaths. It still haunted him, just as the memories of other events on his trips from home followed after him and resurfaced in dreams or nightmares or just plain shadows that sprung out at him in the darkest recesses of his mind.<\/p>\n He sighed and turned back to attend to the signing of the papers, and acknowledged the harbourmasters friendly overtures which reminded him of the time of the Pelman affair in which the man had played his own vital part in its fatal outcome. They parted with a salute and nod, and as he watched the man descend the gangplank he wondered if he would ever be able to sever those links to that dreadful day the Ainola and his crewmen died.<\/p>\n He walked to the ships bulwark and glanced downwards and across to where the cabs would draw up to disgorge their passengers. Already some were making their way from the main thoroughfare and he wondered, hoped, if just possibly Olivia would have made the journey from home to welcome him back.<\/p>\n He realised it was expecting a lot from her, after all she was now in her sixth month of pregnancy, but he allowed himself to hope anyway, lingering a little in a fanciful dream for a few moments before he forced himself to look away and return to his duties. There was still a considerable amount to be done before he could disembark and walk away from his responsibilities as an Officer on board the ship.<\/p>\n \u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n Ben Cartwright adjusted his vest and buttoned up his jacket before he knocked lightly on the door and stepped into the room. Olivia Cartwright turned to him with a radiant smile on her face, a smile that welcomed him on a day she had been looking forward to so much, \u201cDo I look alright, Ben?\u201d<\/p>\n He nodded, cleared his throat and said quietly \u201cYou look beautiful, my dear.\u201d<\/p>\n She sighed as though his words gave her some comfort and reassurance, then she turned sideways and frowned at her reflection in the mirror, \u201cHe\u2019ll see a change in me.\u201d and her hand moved slowly over the gentle curve of her skirts, and her brow furrowed slightly, \u201cI hope he won\u2019t think I\u2019m too fat.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou\u2019re not fat,\u201d Ben smiled, a slow gentle smile as he watched her move away from the mirror to pick up her coat, he stepped forward and helped her into it, and then waited for her to button it until she reached where it wouldn\u2019t stretch across any further, \u201cIt\u2019s warm enough for you not to have to wear your coat, why not just have your shawl?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAh yes, that would be much better, thank you, Ben.\u201d she smiled at him, and wondered if she would ever get used to calling him Pa, and chided herself for making the mistake yet again.<\/p>\n \u201cThe children are waiting downstairs in the foyer; they\u2019re so excited at the thought of seeing Adam again, especially on board his ship.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes,\u201d she paused as she folded away her coat and looked at him thoughtfully before nodding her head, a drift of hair uncoiled from her clasp and she impatiently tidied it away, \u201cYes, it\u2019s important for them to see what Adam does, it will make them fret less about where he is in the future.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019s always good to give children some reality to hold onto; otherwise they can let their imaginations run riot.\u201d His brow furrowed again and he watched her pick up her purse \u201cReady?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh yes, I\u2019m so sorry to have taken so long.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt was worth it, my dear, Adam will be more than proud of you when he sees you.\u201d he offered her his arm which she accepted with a smile for Ben Cartwright was a handsome man and in his grey suit and brocade embroidered vest he looked the picture of a respectable and wealthy businessman.<\/p>\n \u201cDo you think he\u2019ll be expecting us?\u201d she said for probably the hundredth time since they left Virginia City.<\/p>\n \u201cI should think he will be hoping to see us, not sure if he will actually be expecting us though.\u201d Ben smiled down at her and patted her hand, \u201cWe\u2019ll just collect the children and then we\u2019ll get a cab to the harbour.\u201d<\/p>\n He stepped down the wide and rather splendid red carpeted stair case with her by his side, her perfume drifting towards him. He looked at her again as they reached a half landing, noticed the arch of her slender neck with the curl of silver blonde hair in its centre, at the way she held her head and the gentle smile that seemed so natural to her lips. It was no wonder that those who were mounting the stairs paused to look at them, she was beautiful, and worth any one\u2019s second glance.<\/p>\n As he descended further to the entrance of the hotel he recalled, once more, the way he and Adam had parted. It had not been a comfortable parting between them, as they had shot angry words at each other and although Adam had cooled down enough to ask his father to forget what had been said, Ben had nursed the anger a while until time passed long enough for him to let go of it.<\/p>\n What had caused the outburst? He sighed now at the memory and bowed his head, pursed his lips, and remembered the way Adam had told them he was leaving for several weeks, another assignment, duty calls, all that kind of rubbish \u2026but it wasn\u2019t rubbish, and Ben had never dismissed it as such until then, when he had said in no uncertain terms that Adam should refuse the order, he had a wife, children, a child on the way \u2026 he recalled his son looking at him with confusion, then shaking his head, \u201cWhat more can I do, Pa? I\u2019ve resigned my commission but if they don\u2019t accept it, I have to do what I\u2019m ordered to do.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThen resign again, tell them you can\u2019t go to sea again\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIf every man who had a wife at home refused to go, Pa, we\u2019d be in a pretty sorry state\u201d Adam had replied reasonably and he had even put out his hand to appease his father, although the look on his face indicated that the anger was curdling beneath the surface.<\/p>\n \u201cAgreed, but you\u2019ve done enough, it\u2019s time to sit this one out, resign and stay home.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019s not that easy, you know that.\u201d Adam had shaken his head, looked at Hoss who had just turned his back on them and tried to pretend he wasn\u2019t there.<\/p>\n \u201cWell, go ahead then, do what you think best, you usually do anyway\u2026\u201d Ben had snapped out and that was when Adam had lost his temper and the shouting had taken place and Hoss had to step in between them and demand they calmed down.<\/p>\n Adam had picked up his hat and turned on his heels, walked out and slammed the door behind him, leaving Ben still boiling over and Hoss wondering how on earth he was going to get them to talk sense before e his brother left home.<\/p>\n It had been Olivia who had healed the breach, if healed was the right word, for she had driven over in the buggy the next day and spent some time with Hester and the little ones, and then talked quietly to Ben as they had strolled out in Marie\u2019s rose garden\u2026 and whatever she had said had paved the way for Adam to ride over that evening to talk and make peace before he left.<\/p>\n Now they settled into the cab, Reuben and Sofia opposite them and looking out of the window, watching houses, and businesses, and hotels pass by as the horse jogged along at a comfortable pace along the main thoroughfare. Ben turned to Olivia \u201cThank you for coming to see me that day, Olivia.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat do you mean? What day?\u201d she looked at him, puzzled, for her thoughts had been so engrossed on something else that his comment caught her by surprise.<\/p>\n \u201cAfter Adam and I had quarrelled over his leaving you again\u2026\u201d he paused, \u201cI had always told him he had to be loyal to his oath, let your yes mean yes as they say, and yet that time I just felt it was too much, too unfair \u2026 I wanted him to refuse to go, for your sake more than anything.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh yes, I remember now, yes, you did say that,\u201d she nodded slowly and sighed, then turned her head to look out of the window, \u201cI love Adam, Pa. I married him knowing he was duty bound to obey orders, and that is the way it is, when he leaves it is like a big gap in my life and I miss him, so much. But then as the days go by I get to thinking that soon he\u2019ll be back home, and that\u2019s just so wonderful.\u201d She smiled and turned to look at him, \u201cHe was confused by your reaction, he had always looked to you for support and encouragement, the one who reminded him of his duty, his responsibility to his superiors and there you were demanding that he turned his back on it all.\u201d<\/p>\n Ben nodded and firmed his lips, he recalled those previous times when Adam had been reticent to leave and how he had reminded him of his loyalties to his President and duty, but since those times the President had fallen out of favour with him, was no longer President, and he really felt Adams duty should have been towards his wife. He frowned, \u201cWell, at least it was only a short assignment this time.\u201d<\/p>\n She smiled and hugged his arm against her own, \u201cYes, just six short weeks.\u201d<\/p>\n She turned now to watch as buildings and people drifted by, there were the traffic jams when everything came to a stop and then they would re-start again. She sighed, for some reason this journey seemed to be taking longer than the six weeks prior to it. The Adjutant acting on behalf of the Admiral saluted the Commodore and removed his hat which he placed upon the desk; he then opened a leather briefcase and took from it a large envelope which he handed over \u201cFrom the Admiral, sir. He sends you his best wishes and hope that you will be able to join him and his wife and some other officers at his home this evening.\u201d he passed a smaller envelope \u201cYour invitation, sir.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam glanced at it before dropping it onto his desk, the larger enveloped he ripped open immediately, read its contents and nodded, \u201cGive the Admiral my compliments, Mr. Batten. I can\u2019t guarantee my being there tonight however, please give him my apologies.\u201d<\/p>\n He didn\u2019t bother to look at the man as he spoke, his eyes were devouring the contents of the letter and when Batten made a sound, whether of disapproval or just to let him know he was still there, he turned and smiled \u201cThank you, Mr. Batten.\u201d<\/p>\n He indicated a folder on the desk for the Adjutant to deliver to the Admiral, and then waited for the man to leave. Once Batten had left the cabin Adam rose to his feet, straightened his jacket and sighed with relief at the thought that there was no need to go for an interview with his superiors, everything was laid out in the letter before him, and it was every bit to his satisfaction.<\/p>\n His next move was to ask his steward to fetch Mr. Hardy, Mr. Dekker and Mr. Miles to his cabin and while he waited for them he went to the main window and peered out at the harbour. He had a good clear view of the traffic, the stevedores, the harbour master and his men and although there were some pedestrians there, he saw no one he could recognise. He felt a slight disappointment but accepted the fact that he was probably expecting too much from Olivia and just as he was about to plunge into various aspects as to why she wouldn\u2019t have come there was a knock on the door and his three Officers entered.<\/p>\n Each of them removed their hat, and stood at attention before their Superior Officer, each of them wondered what was about to befall them, good news, or bad? Hardy had no doubts he was going to get another negative report, and steeled himself. Dekker hoped but decided not to hope too much and Miles, the new man, waited in total fear of being dismissed altogether.<\/p>\n \u201cGentlemen I have received orders from the Admiral following my report which was sent via diplomatic bag from London two weeks ago.\u201d He frowned and looked at the three of them, before glancing down at the paper.<\/p>\n \u201cMr. Hardy, I\u2019d like to congratulate you on achieving your promotion to Captain. You are to report for further orders as soon as your duty is over here. Well done, I knew you had the makings of a good officer in you.\u201d and with a smile Adam extended his hand and shook that of the other man who looked totally stunned.<\/p>\n \u201cMr. Dekker, I\u2019m very pleased to tell you that you have achieved a rise in rank to First Lieutenant, you will continue to serve on the Shendandoah.\u201d He smiled at the younger man who looked pleased and saluted, breathing easier afterwards as he did so. Adam now turned to Miles, \u201cMr. Miles, your brother served with me some while back and was a good officer, I was more than pleased to see that his qualities continue to be seen in yourself. Well done. You will remain here on the Shenandoah.\u201d<\/p>\n He looked at them and nodded \u201cNow then, we\u2019ll get our duties finalised here, and then go on leave. Mr. Hardy, Captain Hardy I should say, you have to go and get your orders once finished here. Mr. Dekker and Mr. Miles, you have leave awarded to you \u2026\u201d he passed over envelopes to both of them, and then dismissed them.<\/p>\n Hardy was the only one to pause at the door and step back inside \u201cThank you, sir.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam nodded, smiled and watched as the other man left the cabin. His smile faded slightly however as he continued with the remainder of his duties which were interrupted yet again when his steward knocked on the door and opened it to allow three men to step into the cabin.<\/p>\n Chapter 2.<\/p>\n Adam rose to his feet with a smile as the three men entered \u201cWell, gentlemen, are you ready to leave?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWe certainly are,\u201d the y youngest of them replied, \u201cNo disrespect to you, Adam, and I know this was a smooth voyage but I\u2019ll be glad to put my feet on terra firma again.\u201d<\/p>\n Another of the men said with a slight drawl to his voice \u201cThe carriage from the Secretary of State is waiting for us, Commodore, so we\u2019ll not keep them waiting.\u201d<\/p>\n A well built handsome man now stepped forward and extended his hand which Adam took and shook warmly \u201cThank you, Commodore, you\u2019ve helped us more than you can know.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell, everything was in our favour, your grace.\u201d Adam replied with a wry twist to the lips, \u201cI hope the remainder of this assignment continues just as well.\u201d<\/p>\n The man referred to as Your Grace sighed heavily, and nodded \u201cSo do I. We don\u2019t have much time to consolidate our forces at the present moment so we can but hope and pray -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201c- and work hard to achieve the best results,\u201d the younger man smiled and shook Adam\u2019s hand \u201cThank you, Adam.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cJust carrying out orders, sir.\u201d Adam nodded and then stepped back for them to leave the room and make their way to the upper deck.<\/p>\n Hardy, Dekker and Miles were standing by the gang plank in formation and saluted as the three men, followed by Adam, appeared on deck \u201cCaptain on the bridge.\u201d came the cry and the ships company stopped their work and stood to attention.<\/p>\n At the gangway the man addressed as Your Grace shook each officer by the hand before making his descent followed by the others. A carriage with shaded windows stood close enough to the gangplank for them to step from one immediately into the other. Adam watched them until it pulled away followed by another carriage which he didn\u2019t doubt carried several well armed men who were employed as their protectors. He pursed his lips and then raised his eyebrows before turning back and passing the three officers with a mere nod of the head.<\/p>\n Dekker sighed \u201cWell, that\u2019s it then, duty over.\u201d<\/p>\n Miles shrugged \u201cWhat was it all about, do you know?\u201d he glanced at Hardy \u201cDo you?\u201d<\/p>\n Hardy shook his head \u201cNot really, but then there\u2019s a lot of things we\u2019re going to be ordered to do that we\u2019ll never know anything about, especially when it has anything to do with politics.\u201d<\/p>\n He looked over and watched the two carriages as they made their way to the main thoroughfare and into the traffic and wondered if the Commodore was equally as much in the dark.<\/p>\n Returning to the privacy of his quarters Adam sat at his desk and noted the time of departure of the three Englishmen. He didn\u2019t mention them by name, just their initials. He glanced at the clock, and then closed the book.<\/p>\n It had not been a difficult assignment although it was under the classified category Of course there had been the risk of certain factions becoming involved and consequently things could have become unpleasant, but this had turned out to be a simple task of sailing to England and collecting several representatives of the British Government, and eventually bringing them to America. His Grace the Duke of Sutherland was to act on behalf of Prime Minister Disraeli to discuss various difficulties that had arisen over America\u2019s purchase of Alaska from Russia. Russian protests, particularly with the disclosure that gold had been located, and that they had not been provided with the proper sanctions from America had led to the dispute trickling over into Prussia who shouted louder than most and beat the war drum to the extent that it scared her Russian allies enough to call a conference with England as mediator.<\/p>\n As Adam began to gather his personal things together he remembered the pleasure of meeting up with Laurence Willoughby and his wife, Rachel. It was while at Laurence\u2019s family seat in Oxfordshire that Adam had met the Duke and the two men who were to arbitrate along with him and endeavour to bring about a peaceful resolution between the three countries. Sutherland had been convinced it would be a matter of only a few days before Russia would climb down because she was already so totally committed to the war against Turkey and would retreat rather than create further difficulties. Willoughby and the other two men were less sure of success being achieved that quickly.<\/p>\n Willoughby had travelled back with them to Southampton where the Shenandoah was berthed. As they boarded the Shenandoah and were led to their cabins Willoughby had observed rather dryly, \u201cNo assassination attempts, no stealing of papers, the Russians must be pretty sure of themselves this time round.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMaybe the problems will come after the conference,\u201d Adam had said in reply as he shared a short time with the younger man on the deck before it had become time to shake Laurence by the hand in farewell. \u201cI\u2019m sorry you won\u2019t be accompanying me on this trip, Laurence, although I have a feeling it will seem rather tame compared to our past adventures.\u201d<\/p>\n Laurence had laughed at that although he agreed with the sentiment, it would have been grand had he been able to have been more involved, he admitted to Adam, but as it wasn\u2019t to be all he could do was wish everyone involved \u2019Bon voyage.\u2019 As Adam watched Laurence leave the ship and make his way to his carriage he felt some relief at knowing that whatever the outcome of the discussions it would be someone else\u2019s responsibility, he had done his duty and was now heading for time with his family. It would be some other Officer who would have the privilege of taking Sutherland and party back to England.<\/p>\n McGill entered the cabin with coffee on a tray and placed it carefully on the desk, he was about to speak when someone called out \u201cDaddy \u2026\u201d and with a scampering of feet Sofia came running into the cabin to where Adam had been standing by the desk.<\/p>\n To see his son\u2019s face colour up with such pride and love gave Ben a deep feeling of satisfaction and pleasure. The way Adam hugged the little girl and then the boy before looking for Olivia was all that was needed to reassure Ben that his son\u2019s heart was totally captive to this woman who had stood, hesitant for but a moment by the doorway, before hurrying forward and into the Commodore\u2019s arms.<\/p>\n McGill cleared his throat \u201cShall I get refreshments for everyone, sir?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes,\u201d Adam smiled over at the man \u201cYes, for everyone \u2026\u201d then he returned to looking at his wife, kissing her and listening to her whisper the words that were for his ears only.<\/p>\n Ben stepped forward wondering if his son was harbouring resentment against him for the argument they had had before his departure but as soon as Adam saw his father he extended both hands and grabbed Bens in his, and when Ben had placed his hand on his sons shoulder Adam had beamed a smile \u201cHi Pa.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSon.\u201d Ben nodded, smiled and allowed his breath to flow in a long exhalation, having held it in for too long, \u201cI hope you don\u2019t mind us all disrupting your duties but I\u2019m afraid I just couldn\u2019t hold them back.\u201d<\/p>\n Olivia laughed \u201cYou were as eager to get here as we were.\u201d Then she turned back to her husband and hugged him close \u201cHave we disturbed you in what you were doing? Have we come at an inconvenient time?\u201d<\/p>\n Adam\u2019s reaction to her questions was to slip his arm around her waist and assure her that their timing was just perfect, before adding \u201cI – er – I wonder if perhaps Pa and the children would like a tour of the ship, and then we could have something to eat here. I can just tidy up a few last minute things and then we can leave.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh Pa, can we see the ship? Can we?\u201d Reuben tugged at Adam\u2019s sleeve and then turned to Ben, \u201cPlease say you want to see it, Gran\u2019pa?\u201d<\/p>\n Ben smiled and his dark eyes turned to his son proudly, \u201cI\u2019d like to see around this ship of yours, Adam. It\u2019s quite some time since I\u2019ve seen the inside of one like this.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cCome along then,\u201d Adam paused then turned to his wife whose slight hesitation he could feel from the sudden tension in her body, \u201cWould you prefer to rest? I\u2019ll get one of my officers to show Pa and the children around -\u201d he smiled slowly at the way her face lit up at this suggestion and he turned then to McGill who was still hovering in the room, \u201cAsk the cook to prepare a light meal for us all here, Mr. McGill, and would you ask Mr. Miles to come to the cabin.\u201d<\/p>\n Sofia looked thoughtfully at her mother and then at Adam \u201cCan\u2019t you come too?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI have things to do, Sofia, Mr. Miles is a very pleasant man and will take you to see all over the ship -\u201d Adam replied giving the hand she had slipped into his own a light squeeze, \u201cAnd Granpa needs to know his girl is with him, to take care of him, you know.\u201d<\/p>\n Sofia looked without confidence at Ben who nodded, smiled and held out his hand to her which she took rather begrudgingly, looking back at Adam and her mother with a slight frown as Miles led them from the cabin.<\/p>\n Immediately Adam approached his wife and took her again in his arms, he held her close and kissed her, joyful at the way her kisses assured him of her love, and then he released her and looked at her very carefully, his eyes roving over her face, into her eyes, and then following the contours of her body, \u201cEverything\u2019s alright?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, Dr Martin checked everything before we left to make sure I could make the journey. He feels quite confident that the baby is healthy and from the way it kicks and moves about I\u2019m quite confident as well.\u201d<\/p>\n He relaxed a little and his face softened, \u201cI\u2019ve missed you so much. The thought that something could happen and you would be alone \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI always worry that something could happen to you too.\u201d she leaned forward and kissed him gently, and then reached out to touch his face with her long fingers \u201cWas everything alright this trip.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes. It was more like a pleasure cruise than anything else.\u201d he smiled and drew her to a chair so that she could sit down, his hand hovered slightly, hesitatingly before he lowered it gently upon her skirts, just where the gentle mound of her body could be discerned and looked up into her eyes \u201cI love you, Mrs. Cartwright.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m glad about that, Mr Cartwright.\u201d and cupping his face within her hands she kissed his mouth with all the warmth that a woman who loves as deeply could bestow upon the person so beloved.<\/p>\n Someone clearing their throat caused them to draw apart and smiling rather bashfully Adam rose to his feet, \u201cOlivia, may I present my first Officer, Captain Hardy.\u201d he turned to Hardy and smiled proudly \u201cCaptain Hardy, my wife, Olivia Cartwright.\u201d<\/p>\n \u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n A Russian warship slid into her berth at the harbour. Several gentlemen were on the upper deck watching the proceedings with some interest. Their eyes scanned the smart clipper ship bearing the name Shenandoah and one of the gentlemen turned to another and raised an eyebrow \u201cHis?\u201d To which the other replied \u201cDa.\u201d and tapped ash from his cigarette into a small silver box he held in his left hand.<\/p>\n Chapter 3<\/p>\n The sun was casting long shadows over the yard at the Ponderosa and a breeze blew dust devils across the dry ground. In the house a little girl was playing with her dolls skipping happily from one to the other of them, chattering in her baby fashion as she tended to their needs.<\/p>\n Close by and nursing her new infant was the little girl\u2019s mother who stared besottedly down at the baby she cradled in her arms while every so often raising her eyes to watch that the other child was still happy at play. On the table close to her chair were refreshments set out for more than just themselves, indicating that visitors were to be expected. Hop Sing appeared just as sounds of a buggy arriving in the yard had been heard, he glanced over his shoulder as he placed the tray of little cakes and cookies down on the table, \u201cAll time I go here and go there, cook and bake, cook and bake all time visitor come and not ready come too soon.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHop Sing, you always prepare just enough for everyone, it\u2019s perfect. Thank you.\u201d Hester Cartwright smiled over at him before carefully folding a shawl across the baby and setting her down in her crib. Then she stood up and walked across the room to open the door to Mary Ann and little Daniel. She greeted her sister in law with a kiss on the cheek and stroked Daniels curly chestnut hair \u201cDid you hear if Ann was coming today?\u201d<\/p>\n Mary Ann nodded \u201cYes, she may be a little later though as she had to take Rosie to school and wanted to get some more material from the Haberdashery.\u201d<\/p>\n Hannah looked up and ran to her aunt with her doll in her hands which she held up for Mary Ann to pat on the head, which she did bringing a smile to the child\u2019s face as she returned to her play. Baby Daniel observed it all very seriously with his fist in his mouth and his big hazel eyes roving from face to face until his gaze fell upon the refreshments on the table. Now he jigged up and down in his mother\u2019s arms and stretched out his hands, his fingers wiggled and he strained against her restraint so that she sighed \u201cYou know, Hester, he has only to see food and he wants to eat.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cReminds me of someone I know,\u201d Hester laughed and closed the door as Mary Ann walked over to the settee to sit down.<\/p>\n Daniel was now eight months of age and like his parents he was slender of build. He had been a chubby dimpled baby but once he had learned to crawl he had became longer and leaner. He was alike enough to both his parents for people to refrain from saying how much he resembled either one of them in case they offended the other. Suffice to say he had his fathers colour eyes, a hazel green and resembled the Cartwrights enough to make his grandfather very proud of him.<\/p>\n Once Mary Ann had placed him on the floor he set off into a crawl. He headed straight for one of the dolls and grabbed it, pulled its hair and stuffed its nose in his mouth, before spitting it out and throwing it on the floor which caused its \u2018Mother\u2019 to cry \u201cDan-u-ell, norty.\u201d<\/p>\n Ignoring her he set off to explore the bookcase, pulling out several of Ben\u2019s prized possessions and tossing them aside with a determination that his father would have been proud of, claiming that his son had obviously inherited a loathing for literature from him. After a while he sat very still while he got his bearings and then headed for the table where he crawled to a chair and carefully manoeuvred himself up onto his feet and grabbed at the tablecloth.<\/p>\n Hop Sing gave a cry as he saw everything slowly moving across the table and grabbing at the other side of the cloth succeeded in stopping what could have been a disastrous end to the refreshments. \u201cBoy like father not know when to stop – he cause mischief need rope to tie down.\u201d<\/p>\n Hester laughed and hurried to snatch up the little miscreant as his own mother had her arms full with little Helen Hope Cartwright who snuggled into the crook of her arms so comfortably. She shook her head at her son who was now wriggling in protest as Hester carried him away from the table and back to the area where they were seated. Hannah hurried to gather up her babies and keep them closer to her as Daniel was set down at his mother\u2019s feet.<\/p>\n \u201cI do hope that Adam\u2019s ship came in on time,\u201d Hester now said as she sat down beside Mary Ann, \u201cI hate the thought of Ben and Olivia having to wait in that hotel wondering when he\u2019ll get in.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBen was so excited, wasn\u2019t he? I think he really was looking forward to seeing a ship again. I know Reuben was beside himself with excitement, Olivia said he hadn\u2019t had a proper nights sleep for several days thinking about the trip and seeing Adam again.\u201d Mary Ann dropped a kiss on Helen\u2019s downy head and then leaned down to grab her son by the breeches as he was about to set off on another exploration, \u201cOh Hester, this child of mine \u2026 he just seems to be getting in everywhere he shouldn\u2019t.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHannah was just the same,\u201d Hester replied smiling contentedly over at her daughter who was watching her cousin very closely and hugging her favourite doll protectively to her chest. \u201cIt took several tumbles down the stairs before she realised she couldn\u2019t manage them.\u201d<\/p>\n Mary Ann looked as though she didn\u2019t want her son to learn lessons in such a painful way and grabbed hold of his foot as he was about to launch himself forwards yet again. \u201cI think you had better take hold of Helen so I can keep an eye on him.\u201d<\/p>\n Helen Hope Cartwright was a placid baby with her mother\u2019s brilliant blue eyes and leaner shape, unlike Hannah who had her grandfathers dark hair and colouring, Helen was blessed with a fuzz of golden hair that glowed like a little halo around her skull, her limbs were longer than Hannah\u2019s had been and she resembled the Buchanan family, whereas apart from her colouring Hannah was round of face like her father. Hester loved her babies dearly and gently settled Helen back into her crib.<\/p>\n The sound of another vehicle indicated that Ann had arrived and in anticipation of her cousins entrance Hester got up and began to set out the cups for their tea or coffee. David Canady ran into the room with the enthusiasm of a young colt set free from its stall and with a gleeful cry ran to Hester and hugged her skirts so that she laughed and looked up at Ann \u201cWhat on earth has brought all this about? Such a show of affection from David?\u201d and she dropped a kiss on the top of his head while looking over at the other woman.<\/p>\n \u201cHe thought he was going to be left at the school with Rose.\u201d Ann replied as she removed her coat and entered the room with her basket on her arm. \u201cIt quite terrified him.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cPoor David.\u201d Mary Ann laughed and opened her arms to him so that she also could be favoured with a hug from the little boy usually too shy for such demonstrations for he was like his father, Candy, in almost every way possible.<\/p>\n Now they could settle to their little tea and refreshments while they chattered about the events that had taken place since they had last met together. Ann told them about Miss Brandon who seemed very pleased to have Rose in her class now and how the sheriff had arrested Lou Brooker for watering down his beer and cheating on his customers. They then discussed Ben and Olivia\u2019s visit to San Francisco, and mutually agreed that it would be very unfortunate if the ship had been delayed although Ben knew so many people there that they would never get bored, to which Hester reminded them that Olivia had lived there since her first marriage.<\/p>\n \u201cTalking about marriage\u2026\u201d Ann paused after saying the three words in a very significant manner before leaning forward \u201cYou will never guess what the biggest piece of gossip is going the rounds in town just now?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI hope it isn\u2019t anything unpleasant.\u201d Hester said quietly as she set down her cup upon the saucer with a rather decisive rattle.<\/p>\n \u201cNo, no, nothing unpleasant at all, rather – well – endearing really.\u201d Ann said with a slight purse of the lips.<\/p>\n \u201cWell, what is it? I presume someone is getting married, someone we wouldn\u2019t think of at first. Let me see? Widow Hawkins perhaps?\u201d Mary Ann chuckled.<\/p>\n \u201cOh no, not Widow Hawkins her heart is solely occupied with just one person who isn\u2019t the slightest bit interested as we all know.\u201d Ann laughed along with the others and then she sighed, \u201cWell, it seems that dear Roy Coffee has found someone at last, after all these years since Mary died.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cRoy?\u201d both women exclaimed, \u201cAre you sure?\u201d added Hester doubtfully as she passed Hannah another cookie.<\/p>\n \u201cA lady called Rachel Jane Darrow, a widow, her husband died during the Indian Wars nearly 15 years ago. She arrived in Virginia City just before the Cholera outbreak.\u201d Ann looked at them with round eyes and watched their faces carefully to check the reaction her news would have on them, \u201cI\u2019ve not seen her but everyone says she is very attractive and smart, reasonably well off and she has been seen in public with Roy on several occasions. In fact -\u201d she leaned forwards a little \u201cshe has been out in a buggy with him twice already; he said he was going fishing but not alone that was obvious.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI think it best we don\u2019t say anything about this until we know for sure,\u201d Hester said after a moment or two, \u201cGossip can be so harmful, and I would hate to hurt Roy\u2019s feelings.\u201d<\/p>\n Ann shrugged \u201cI\u2019m only telling you what I was told by several in town, everyone is just so – well – surprised by it all.\u201d<\/p>\n Mary Ann nodded \u201cI can well understand that, I\u2019m totally amazed!\u201d and with a sigh she handed her son some more to eat and watched as he contentedly chomped at it in a very Hoss like manner. She shook her head \u201cI don\u2019t know why he\u2019s always hungry,\u201d \u201cHe\u2019s a Cartwright,\u201d Ann laughed, \u201cWhat more do you expect?\u201d<\/p>\n Mary Ann was tempted to point out that he was Joe\u2019s son, not Hoss\u2019, but managed to restrain herself in time. Instead she picked him up and cuddled him until it was time for him to have his nap. Once the children were settled down either sleeping or playing quietly, the three women spread out the latest quilt upon which they were working and set down to work.<\/p>\n \u201cRoy Coffee courting, would you believe it?\u201d one or other of them would murmur every so often which would lead to a few moments of whispered speculation and assumption that in other words was really – well – gossip.<\/p>\n Chapter 4<\/p>\n The Russian delegation had chosen to remain on board their ship, feeling no doubt safer on what they could consider to be Russian territory. There were three men with secretaries and servants making up the entourage and as Secretary of State Hamilton Fish glanced through the details his countenance fell and darkened. He snapped his fingers at one of the clerks scribbling away and asked him if there was any further information about the men listed to which the clerk replied that there was not to his knowledge but he would enquire.<\/p>\n At the back of his mind Fish felt a niggle of apprehension and doubt. The names tinkled a far distant bell in his memory, one that was confused due to other matters taking up much of his own attention at the time. He walked to a window and stared out at the view and felt uncomfortable, an itch of a memory too far away to reach and scratch.<\/p>\n He returned to his desk and looked through the details of the British contingent with a scowl. He knew none of these men although he had heard that Sutherland was a cunning old hand at such diplomatic matters which was why he had been sent to this meeting as a representative of Disraeli. Lord George Fortescue and Sir Charles Canning were names on paper only but by their ages hopefully past the flippancy of youth and wise in the ways of diplomacy and tact. Somehow Fish felt that such qualities were going to be in great demand during the coming days.<\/p>\n He turned to another of the clerks who was rummaging through some papers \u201cCommodore Cartwright brought the British delegation here I believe?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, sir, he did.\u201d the clerk clutched some files to his chest and nodded.<\/p>\n \u201cHas he reported to the Admiral?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThe Admiral didn\u2019t require seeing him, Mr. Fish.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSo where is he then?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWho, sir?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThe Commodore?\u201d<\/p>\n The clerk frowned \u201cI don\u2019t know, sir.\u201d He paused \u201cProbably still on board his ship.\u201d<\/p>\n Fish thought for a moment then with a rather weary expression on his face asked the clerk to enquire politely if it was possible to see the Admiral for some moments on a matter of urgency. The clerk scuttled away and Fish heard the door slam behind him, he shook his head, already so much stress upon his nerves and the conference had not even started yet.<\/p>\n The first clerk that had been dismissed now returned with more papers in a box file which he placed on the desk, \u201cThis is all I could find, sir. One of the gentlemen has been quite prominent in several brushes with our overseas operations, while another was related to -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, that\u2019s alright, I\u2019ll read it through myself, thank you.\u201d Fish nodded and continued to read the notes he had in his hand \u201cWe have translators available, don\u2019t we?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, sir, but they won\u2019t be needed as the gentlemen concerned all speak English.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI know that, I\u2019Il need the translators for when they choose to chatter to themselves in Russian.\u201d Fish ground his teeth, all these years and still he was surrounded by novices and idiots.<\/p>\n The door opened and the second clerk returned followed by the Admiral himself who looked coldly at Fish as though he had been gravely insulted by being summoned, although Fish made it clear immediately that that was not the case and oh yes how grateful he was for the Admiral to have come in person.<\/p>\n \u201cWell, what is it that you want?\u201d Barlow asked immediately looking at the files and clerks filling the room everywhere he looked.<\/p>\n \u201cI wanted to know where the Commodore was – you know – Adam Cartwright?\u201d<\/p>\n Barlow\u2019s shoulders rose up to his ears and he inhaled sharply \u201cIs that all?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell, yes – at present.\u201d<\/p>\n Two men who were leaders in their own particular fields stood face to face, not exactly nose to nose but close enough, Barlow shrugged \u201cI presume he\u2019s on leave now. I didn\u2019t need to see him as it was merely a trip across the pond to collect some British diplomats and deliver them here. If you needed to see him then you should have made me aware of the matter so that I could have made the necessary arrangements.\u201d He turned aside and started to walk away \u201cAny of my staff could have told you that \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n Fish said nothing but turned his back on the Admiral and on the matter in general. He needed to read the information about the Russians before anything else and sat down at the desk to do just that, the matter of Adam Cartwright\u2019s location a matter to be considered for later, should the need so arise. Sofia sat on Adam\u2019s knee and leaned her head against his shoulder. She loved this man in a way that only a child could love, her whole heart was his, and she had offered it to him willingly, just as she had given it to Ben previously. These two men had caught at her instincts for love and protection as soon as she had known them, and she loved them accordingly.<\/p>\n \u201cDid you have to go very far this time?\u201d she asked now, \u201cWas it a long way away?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNot this time, it was a clear run, no storms, nothing to worry about.\u201d he smiled down at her and was awarded a sigh of pleasure at her knowing that he had been safe.<\/p>\n \u201cSo there was no fighting this time?\u201d Reuben asked as he speared some chicken onto his fork, \u201cNo fighting at all?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNope.\u201d Adam smiled, and seeing the disappointment on the boys face leaned forward and ruffled his hair, \u201cIt wasn\u2019t that kind of trip.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt sounds boring.\u201d Reuben sighed, and finished his meal with a little grunt of pleasure for the French cook on board the Shenandoah had provided them with a meal that would have delighted any gourmet.<\/p>\n \u201cWell, true enough, a lot of time it can be boring,\u201d Adam agreed, \u201cJust as boring as sitting in the saddle behind a herd of cattle driving them along to Denver for days on end or chasing calves for branding. Every job in life is the same, son, you have to take the rough with the smooth, so my father told me, many times over, isn\u2019t that right, Pa?\u201d<\/p>\n Ben smiled and wiped his mouth on a napkin before answering that yes, it was a fact of life and sometimes excitement doesn\u2019t always make for the best trips if it meant deaths as a result. Adam reached out for Olivia\u2019s hand at this juncture and smiled over at her, realising that she was more than glad to know that this had been a boring trip with no excitement to cause her any anxiety. Sofia sighed and nestled in closer, it was warm in the cabin and she had eaten her fill, the wine that the Frenchman had used in his sauces had made her sleepy, and the sound of their chatter was background noise lulling her to sleep. She heard her mother calling her name but her eyes were closing and she was too comfortable to move now, she was just so happy to be so safe with father again.<\/p>\n \u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026..<\/p>\n Some time had passed since the Secretary of State had decided to review various documents and he now turned up the flame in the lamp on his desk to conclude his reading. At various locations in the room busy clerks making final arrangements with regard to their own involvement in the proceedings that were to commence the following day. Secretary of State Fish finally put down the last of the folders and after putting it with some others pushed them to one side of the desk. After a while of contemplative silence he picked up a pen and began to write some notes with a swiftness that denoted urgency before calling to his secretary \u201cLocate Commodore Cartwright and bring him in to see me.\u201d<\/p>\n Hamilton Fish watched the man leave the room and glanced around at the activity everywhere, he sighed and shook his head as a feeling of foreboding niggled at the back of his mind. His fingers played with the edge of the folder closest to him and he finally set it down on the desk in order to re-read what was there and what he feared had come back to haunt them.<\/p>\n The Admiral was still in his quarters when Hamilton Fish entered the large commodious study. Behind the immense desk that had once been the privileged seat of office for Commodore Pelman, deceased, Barlow sat like a large behemoth and nodded at the Secretary of State with a patronising air.<\/p>\n Politics were in that state of flux between outgoing and incoming Presidents, except in this case no one was particularly sure who was going to be the incoming President. So far as Barlow was concerned Fish was on his way out no matter who was \u2018coming in\u2019. \u201cYes, Mr. Fish?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDo you know where Captain O\u2019Brien happens to be just now?\u201d<\/p>\n Barlow frowned and leaned back in his chair, he shook his head \u201cYou expect me to know where every officer in the fleet is at this precise moment of time? \u201c<\/p>\n \u201cAn approximate would be ample.\u201d Fish shrugged, so far as he was concerned incoming, outgoing or whatever, he was still the incumbent Secretary of State.<\/p>\n The Admiral pressed a button and within seconds some minion appeared almost as though he were on a revolving door just behind the Admirals back, he listened to the request and disappeared as quickly as he had entered. Barlow frowned, \u201cHas this to do with the Alaskan affair?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAh, so you do realise the importance of the situation?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI make my own enquiries, and I\u2019m quite up to date with what is happening. I\u2019ve sent a request to the Commodore to attend me as soon as possible. He happens to be in the vicinity still, thankfully.\u201d<\/p>\n Fish frowned, and then nodded slowly. There was a rustle of papers and both men turned their heads to see the clerk reappear with some papers in his hand, these he passed to the Admiral, acknowledged the Secretary of State briefly and then stood back as though expecting further orders to come. Barlow spread out the papers and nodded \u201cAh, yes \u2026 Here we are. Captain O\u2019Brien was in Cuba for some while, returned a month ago and gave his resignation.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWas it accepted?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh yes, no doubt about it. He put forward that he intended to become a lawyer, and very strongly refused any inducement to stay. \u201c<\/p>\n Fish frowned \u201cWhy, if you don\u2019t mind my asking, did you accept his resignation but refused the Commodore\u2019s? I believe he has tendered it several times already.\u201d<\/p>\n Barlow smiled and shook his head \u201cContacts, wheels upon wheels, and all that sort of thing. Politics, Mr. Fish.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes – you don\u2019t need to say anymore.\u201d Fish sighed and shrugged, \u201cYou know, he may well tender his resignation again when you see him.\u201d<\/p>\n Barlow now shrugged in his turn, and grimaced \u201cMaybe, at the moment we don\u2019t intend to accept. As it stands he\u2019s useful to us, and it won\u2019t be long before he retires anyway, his years of service are close to ending \u2026\u201d he flicked through some papers and nodded, \u201cThere was little point in keeping O\u2019Brien in service, he married into a very influential family.\u201d<\/p>\n Fish frowned, he disliked the direction the conversation was leading too, Grants administration was tainted with bribery and corruption enough as it was and he disliked the thought that something crooked had taken place with regard to someone he felt to be as honest and courageous as Daniel O\u2019Brien. Barlow stood up now, flicking the papers together and handing the folder back to the clerk \u201cWhy so much interest in O\u2019Brien? He was never the dominant factor in the Alaskan situation.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMay be not, but according to statements and records he was the one who shot Count Alexei Lebedev \u2026\u201d Fish frowned, \u201cand this is the awkward part, Count Lebedev\u2019s brother is one of the Russian delegates already here in San Francisco.\u201d<\/p>\n Barlow scowled \u201cAwkward.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSo where is O\u2019Brien, do you know?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cLast known to be in Paris, France with his wife and family. According to sources he will not be returning for some while.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cGood, long may he stay there.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat about Commodore Cartwright?\u201d Barlow asked in a more sober tone of voice, \u201cYou may not realise it, Mr Fish, but I have a lot of respect for Adam Cartwright, and I wouldn\u2019t want him harmed in any way.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cCouldn\u2019t you send him somewhere? Africa or someplace?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe\u2019s been promised leave, Mr. Fish.\u201d He sighed \u201cI think – I hope – the Ponderosa will be big enough to hide him away.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cUnfotunately the Russians tend to have long memories and a thirst for revenge and Adam Cartwright has crossed their paths once too often for my liking, and possibly, theirs as well.\u201d<\/p>\n Chapter 5<\/p>\n The two men leaned against the corral fence with their arms folded upon the top bar, one munched on an apple while the other just stared fixedly at the horse that was staring just as fixedly back at him.<\/p>\n \u201cWell, what do you think?\u201d Joe Cartwright finally asked his companion who shrugged and shook his head, \u201cI don\u2019t know, Joe. You\u2019ve had him long enough now for him to be trained but \u2026\u201d Candy scratched the back of his head, \u201cHe seems more stubborn than a mule.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYep, and I swear he understands every word we\u2019re saying about him. Notice how his ears pricked back when you said that about him being stubborn?\u201d Joe\u2018s grin broadened and he held out the apple core towards the horse who ambled up and took it from his fingers with as much daintiness as a fussy old lady.<\/p>\n \u201cHe\u2019s a beauty alright.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMmm, he sure is\u2026 I had hoped to be riding him by now, but I haven\u2019t the heart to force him to do more than he\u2019s willing to give.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe doesn\u2019t want to though, that\u2019s the whole point. He doesn\u2019t want to give you more than he\u2019s prepared to do, and I reckon he\u2019s reached the stand off point.\u201d<\/p>\n Joe scratched his nose \u201cYep, that\u2019s what I thought.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat does Hoss think?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell, Hoss has always been of the opinion that Saturn was a hay burner, not in the same league as the one Adam rode in that thar race ..\u201d he chuckled at the memory which pre-dated Candy\u2019s arrival to the Ponderosa but the story of which had been re-told many times.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHoss told me that this here horse is very like one Adam caught once upon a time, so what happened to him?\u201d<\/p>\n Joe sighed and turned away from the corral, struck his hands into the pockets of his pants and began to walk away. \u201cWell, Jupiter was a great horse, personally I reckon he\u2019s this ones sire, wouldn\u2019t surprise me none if he was.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSo, Adam let him go back to the wild?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYeah. A real stubborn horse, and full of fire. Bounced Adam off more times that I can remember but got to a stage we didn\u2019t know who was more stubborn, him or Jupiter.\u201d he smiled slowly and with Candy by his side walked slowly towards the house, \u201cWe got to worrying about it some then one day Adam came in and said he had taken Jupiter back to his herd. Just like that, after all those months of trying to train him into a first rate mount \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt was close to the time when Adam was beginning to get restless being at home. I think he would go out there and watch that horse, have a fight with it, and then watch it some more and realised the critter was feeling much like he was himself . He wanted his freedom.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWho? The horse or Adam?\u201d Candy grinned and removed his hat as they entered the house.<\/p>\n \u201cBoth I guess. You see, Adam had a childhood full of wanderings around with my Pa; he didn\u2019t have a home like I had. Fact is, our childhood couldn\u2019t have been more different. Seeing Jupiter and Adam together in those last few weeks though you\u2019d have thought they were getting on just swell, Jupiter was always pleased to see Adam, he\u2019d canter up and let Adam groom him, and chat to him\u2026 but soon as that saddle and bridle went on, he turned into a regular firecracker.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cLike Saturn?\u201d<\/p>\n Joe pulled a wry face then nodded \u201cYeah, like Saturn.\u201d<\/p>\n He tossed his hat onto a peg and strolled into the kitchen where the stove was belching out heat and things were boiling and steaming, filling the room with rich sweet smells. He turned to Candy \u201cStaying for supper, Candy?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBest not, although it\u2019s tempting.\u201d Candy grinned, \u201cA coffee would be good though.\u201d<\/p>\n Mary Ann came into the room as Joe began to pour out the coffee, he smiled over at her and added another cup to the two he had already set out \u201cWhere\u2019s Bridie?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cShe took a ride over to see Marcy. \u201c Mary Ann replied \u201cHow\u2019s Ann and the children, Candy?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDoing well, thank you, Mary Ann.\u201d He took the cup from Joe and watched the young woman as she took a cake from the larder and began to cut slices for them, \u201cYou\u2019re looking well, Mary Ann.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThank you, Candy.\u201d she smiled and passed him a plate with a good sized chunk of apple cake on it, \u201cHow\u2019s Rosie enjoying school?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cShe isn\u2019t. Makes quite a fuss having to go. Sure wish you could take school hereabouts, Mary Ann.\u201d<\/p>\n Joe grinned and looked at his wife affectionately as he reached out to take hold of her hand in his \u201cHow\u2019d you like that, Mary Ann? Feel like taking up school again?\u201d<\/p>\n She laughed \u201cThe School Governor may not approve if I did, nor would the current school teacher.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMiss Brandon\u2019s doing alright, best she can anyway.\u201d Candy said and then smiled; his blue eyes gleamed with a wicked twinkle \u201cI saw Roy in town today.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh, you did?\u201d Mary Ann\u2019s eyes widened and she tried to curb her interest by lowering them straightway, \u201cEr – was he well?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe certainly was, seems to have been putting on some weight.\u201d Candy bit into the cake and sat there in silence for a moment, more than aware that Mary Ann was on tenter hooks to hear more. \u201cHad a lady with him\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cReally? He did?\u201d Mary Ann\u2019s eyes widened, \u201cWas she pretty?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMust have been a beauty in her time. \u201c Candy replied and stood up, brushed aside crumbs and thanked her very politely, \u201cI\u2019d best get going, Ann will wonder where I\u2019ve got to.\u201d<\/p>\n Joe smiled as he walked his friend to the door, both knowing full well that Mary Ann was sure to say something before either of them had got through it \u201cCandy?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, Mary Ann?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDid Roy introduce you to the lady?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes he did.\u201d he reached for his hat \u201cA Mrs .. What was her name agin Joe?\u201d<\/p>\n Joe shook his head \u201cI don\u2018t recall, Candy. I actually never met her .\u201d<\/p>\n Candy shrugged \u201cProbably come to me later. Thanks for the cake, Mary Ann.\u201d<\/p>\n Saturn loped around the corral; every so often he would test the bars with his broad chest, thrusting his body against them. When Joe appeared with Candy he snickered a greeting, he was, after all these months, fond of this human in a horse like way, and he nodded his head several times as though Joe would understand what he was saying. As Candy rode away Joe walked back to the corral and reached out to stroke the soft velvet nose of the black stallion, they looked at one another eye to eye and then Saturn wheeled away as though to say, enough is enough for today.<\/p>\n Mary Ann appeared to have set her pique with Candy to one side when Joe reappeared and gave her husband her customary pleasant smile which encouraged him to put his arms around her waist and draw her closer so that he could kiss her and tell her how much he had missed her. She laughed a little at him and was more than happy to kiss him back and tell him that she hadn\u2019t missed him at all; she had been far too busy with another young man who had quite stolen her heart away.<\/p>\n After a few minutes pleasant teasing of one another she turned back to check on the food that was cooking while he washed his hands and told her of anything he would think would interest her about his few days\u2019 absence. She listened attentively enough and responded by asking various questions which he was happy to answer. Yes, Hoss had dug in most of the fence posts along the west side but he and Candy had spent most of the time digging the holes; Pa had not made an appearance and it wasn\u2019t until he had returned home that he had found the reason why to which Mary Ann had shaken her head and admonished him for forgetting that Ben had told them \u2019ages ago\u2019 that he would be going to San Francisco with Olivia to meet up with Adam.<\/p>\n He laughed then and said nothing but informed her that he was going upstairs to have a word with the young man who had usurped his way into her heart and kissing her gently as he passed her he took the stairs two at a time to the upper storey. Mary Ann smiled as she heard his footsteps and the sound of the door to Daniel\u2019s room closing.<\/p>\n Life had been good and a pleasant one and as she basted the meat before replacing it in the oven Mary Ann mentally retraced the days she had spent on the Ponderosa since little Daniel had been born. It seemed hardly any time at all since that night of the blizzard when Bridie O\u2019Flannery had delivered the tiny infant and now here he was all of 8 months old. She could hear him shrieking with glee at the sight of his father and smiled to herself as she imagined the funny faces and tomfoolery her husband would be indulging in to make his son respond so happily.<\/p>\n In the main house, which most people still referred to as the Ponderosa when referring to the three buildings built so closely together, Hoss Cartwright was bouncing his eldest daughter on his knee while she told him the story of Betsy and the geese. Hester was having to translate here and there as she hovered in the background setting out the table for the supper and listening in.<\/p>\n It appeared that Hop Sing had been given several geese by a cousin of his and had been very excited at introducing them to the Cartwright menagerie. However, he had seemed to have forgotten that geese were very territorial and could be very aggressive, and after they had succeeded in terrifying the hens they turned their attention onto the smallest member of the humans among them. Hannah was seldom without her rag doll and for some reason they identified the ugly thing as part of the human group so whenever Hannah appeared they ran at her to peck and pull and hiss at the doll which rendered poor Hannah into quite speechless terror.<\/p>\n \u201cThey skeer me.\u201d she confided to her Pa, settling her head upon his shoulder.<\/p>\n \u201cShucks, honey, they\u2019re jest big birds, you don\u2019t need to be skeered of them.\u201d Hoss replied stroking her back gently and dropping a kiss on the top of her head.<\/p>\n \u201cHop Ting not put \u2019em away. Hannah don\u2019t like \u2019em.\u201d she pouted \u201cBetsy don\u2019t like \u2019em.\u201d<\/p>\n Hester sighed and shook her head recalling the number of times she had had to re-stuff Betsy to her former glory because of the damage the geese had done her, the poor thing was now a contender for ugliest doll in existence as she even made Sofia\u2019s doll, Clarabelle, look reasonably cute.<\/p>\n Hannah sighed remembering another grievance to bring to her father\u2019s attention \u201cDan-Dan bit off Betsy\u2019s nose.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cShucks, too bad.\u201d Hoss sighed and picked his daughter up and set her down \u201cI guess he was hungry huh?\u201d<\/p>\n Hannah nodded and having had ample time on her beloved daddy\u2019s lap went off to find Betsy. He rose to his feet and walked over to the crib where Hope slept, he rocked it slowly for a few minutes with a bemused expression on his face for he just could never quite get his head around the fact that such delicate beautiful babies came about the way they did, and they were his, and Hesters. His smile broadened as he felt his wife\u2019s arms slip around his waist and she whispered \u201cHappy, Hoss?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMore\u2019n I probably deserve to be.\u201d Hoss sighed and turned to her, held her close in his arms \u201cI can\u2019t always believe it, you know. Hester. I sure am glad I met you before I started working on that list I wrote up.\u201d<\/p>\n She looked at him doubtfully and then remembered how he had drawn up a list of potential spinsters in the territory when he had decided the time had come for him to do some \u2018wife hunting\u2019. \u201cI\u2019m glad I spared you so much time and trouble.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201c- and money.\u201d he added with a grin, \u201cIt could have cost me a small fortune paying out for candy and flowers for all them \u2018gals.\u2019\u201d<\/p>\n She pinched his cheek and wrinkled her nose at him before laughingly hurrying off before he could playfully swat at the bustle on her dress. Hop Sing came and smiled, \u201cSupper all ready now you come eat while hot or have for blekfast in morning.\u201d<\/p>\n Hoss sighed and sat down, glanced at the empty chair where Ben would normally have sat and frowned \u201cWonder how Pa\u2019s getting on. Sure hope Adams ship came in on time.\u201d He frowned and looked at the meat \u201cHey, Hop Sing, this here chicken sure is an odd shape.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNot chicken. Goose.\u201d came the immediate reply with a nod of the head and a wink of the eye. Ben pulled out the chair away from the table for Olivia to be seated before assisting the children into their seats. The Maitre d\u2019 of the restaurant came and smiled, slipped the menu\u2019s onto the table and stepped back for the wine waiter to do his duty. Ben frowned at the empty chair and looked over at the Maitre d\u2019 \u201cThe Commodore will be joining us later, Josef.\u201d<\/p>\n Josef nodded, bowed and asked if they would like to wait for their order but Olivia said it would be better to get the food now as the children were already tired. Reuben was petulant and swinging his feet too and fro, while Sofia was feeling awed by the hustle and bustle of people in the opulent surroundings. She looked at Ben and then at Olivia with big eyes and was about to speak when there was the sound of a familiar voice behind her and she smiled, turned to look up as Adam approached.<\/p>\n \u201cSorry I\u2019m late.\u201d he murmured and with a smile at Ben, a kiss on the top of Sofia\u2019s head, a tweak of Reuben\u2019s nose and a kiss on Olivia\u2019s cheek Adam took his seat. Dressed in his uniform he struck an impressive figure, and a familiar one to Josef and the staff to whom he had become a regular client.<\/p>\n \u201cDid you see the Admiral?\u201d Ben asked before anything else was said and Adam nodded, scanned the menu and looked at Olivia with a smile just for her and a wink that assured her that everything was well. \u201cYou aren\u2019t being sent away anywhere?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOnly to the Ponderosa, Pa.\u201d Adam\u2019s smile broadened and he loosened his jacket a little to become more comfortable.<\/p>\n \u201cI was afraid they were going to reassign you.\u201d Ben grumbled, \u201cSo what was it all about?\u201d<\/p>\n Adam frowned and shrugged \u201cNot very much really, just a quick resume of the trip, and to go over some old ground regarding the Alaskan venture.\u201d He looked at Ben \u201cYou remember, with Pelman and the Andres?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAhh, yes.\u201d Ben scowled and then shook his head \u201cWhat about it? \u201c<\/p>\n \u201cPa? Let\u2019s order -\u201d Adam nodded to indicate the hovering waiters and Josef who was trying not to look impatient.<\/p>\n He told them what little was necessary to be said and even if Ben was sure that he was missing some things out in the telling he said nothing realising that for Olivia\u2019s sake some things were best kept unmentioned. All it seemed to boil down to was a confirmation of who was involved in the expedition to Irena Pestchouroff\u2019s village and who had actually shot a man called Alexei Lebedev. Having said all that was, he felt, necessary, Adam relaxed and entertained his children with stories of what would amuse them and make them laugh, until Olivia had to caution him that if he made them laugh any more they would have tummy aches and not sleep.<\/p>\n \u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026..<\/p>\n Ben sat in a not particularly comfortable chair in what was the sitting room of their private hotel suite and leaned towards his son who was standing by the fire warming his hands for the evening had turned much cooler. \u201cAdam, while Olivia\u2019s out of the room, was there anything said that I should know?\u201d<\/p>\n Adam glanced at his father and gave a slight grin \u201cNot much gets past you, does it, Pa?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNot where you and your brothers are concerned, you should know that by now.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam nodded and turned back to look at the flames before saying very quietly \u201cHe just wanted to know how soon I could get out of San Francisco and was mighty relieved when I told him I was leaving first thing in the morning.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAny reason as to why?\u201d<\/p>\n Adam paused for a moment and glanced towards the door of the room where Olivia could be heard talking to Reuben, he then looked at Ben \u201cOne of the Russian delegates is the brother of the man O\u2019Brien killed in Alaska.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat has that to do with you?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI was O\u2019Brien\u2019s Commanding Officer.\u201d Adam said quietly and then smiled slowly as he bowed his head as though to contemplate more closely the way the flames danced over the wood in the grate \u201cEven though O\u2019Brien thought I was dead at the time it may not have been mentioned to Count Lebedev that I was not capable of giving the command to shoot him.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThey think he may be on the look out for you?\u201d<\/p>\n Adam shrugged \u201cIt prevents them being forced to have me involved in any of the discussions they have, they\u2019ll have to rely on the reports and statements we have already given.\u201d he turned now towards Olivia and stretched out his arm to wards \u201cAre they alright, sweetheart?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, sleepy and happy to know we are going home tomorrow.\u201d she took his hand and allowed him to help her into the chair next to Ben, \u201cWhat were you two talking about so secretively?\u201d<\/p>\n Adam laughed, a quiet chuckle and glanced over at his father who smiled and squeezed Olivia\u2019s hand \u201cNothing for you to be worried about.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAh now, your saying that gives me good reason to start worrying, Ben.\u201d she looked at her husband who was still smiling \u201cWell?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cPa\u2019s right, it\u2019s nothing about which to worry about, just that the Admiral was pleased to know that we were leaving in the morning. I think he was afraid I would be hankering after his job if I stayed too long here in San Francisco.\u201d<\/p>\n She looked at him doubtfully but said nothing. Perhaps in the privacy of their room he would enlarge on what needed to be said, if that was at all necessary.<\/p>\n Chapter 6<\/p>\n Seeing his wife for the first time in six weeks was particularly special for Adam. During those weeks her body had undergone a few changes to accommodate the growing foetus and as she brushed out her hair he sat on the edge of the bed looking at her, observing her intently. Finally she put down her brush and looked at him \u201cWhat\u2019s the matter? Am I too fat ?\u201d<\/p>\n He laughed at the expression on her face, his dear Olivia worrying because she was too fat when really he was just totally enraptured by the whole process of this pregnancy; he stood up and walked to wards her, placed his hands gently upon her shoulders and gazed into the eyes staring at him from the mirror \u201cI love every single inch of you, my darling girl. You are more beautiful to me than I could ever imagine anyone could be\u2026\u201d the fingers of his left hand slowly trailed down her arm then beneath her breast to gently caress the mound of her body where his son or daughter lay, \u201cIt\u2019s hard for me to believe this is true, you know.\u201d<\/p>\n She stood up now, holding his hand with her own so that he could feel the slight fluttering movements of the baby for himself and his smile, the way his head leaned forwards so that his brow touched hers made her heart tighten with the longing for him, the love was so intense that she could have cried tears if it were not that he may have misconstrued the reason for them.<\/p>\n \u201cImagine it, Livvy, there could have been two of them in there \u2026\u201d he paused, realised that was probably one of the most tactless things he could have said so sighed and looked into her eyes, the shifting sea green of them were dark so kissed her nose, her lips, \u201cWhat I mean is, this little one is a fighter, isn\u2019t he?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cShe?\u201d she whispered beneath his lips and she could feel his smile moving upon hers, and then her arms wrapped around his body and held him close, so close that he had to catch her arm and lower her gently upon the bed before they had both fallen upon it.<\/p>\n Now was not the time for speech, for talking of what was now irrelevant \u2026 now was the time for hungry kisses filling an appetite that had long been denied, of caresses and tender whispering words of love that fell upon the hearers ears like the refreshing dew of morning. As their fingers touched and reminded each other of one another so their love was reaffirmed, sweetly safeguarded and treasured in the act of perfect blissful union .<\/p>\n She woke later that night to the sound of her husbands whispered words not of love, but of struggle and torment, of the names of men whom he spoke of as gazing upon walls of ice and skies full of snow with their unclosed eyes. He groaned aloud at one point so that she had to put a hand on his shoulder and gently shake him awake\u2026<\/p>\n \u201cDarling, you\u2019re having a bad dream. Wake up, wake up.\u201d<\/p>\n For a moment he lay there very still, hovering between being held captive to the dream and waking. With a sigh he forced open his eyes and looked up into her face, shrouded though it was in shadow. His hand reached up and touched her cheek, traced the outline of her face \u201cLivvy?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou were dreaming.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI woke you up, I\u2019m sorry.\u201d his voice was a whisper, and a sigh. He sat up and rubbed his face, wondered aloud what time it could be and then kissed her \u201cI\u2019m sorry.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019s alright, I don\u2019t sleep too well just now anyway.\u201d she leaned upon her elbow and looked down at him, \u201cYou haven\u2019t had a nightmare like that for some time.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo.?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMostly before it was about Jiang Peng but this time you were talking about a man called Rostov and someone called – Irena.\u201d<\/p>\n She had tried not to say the woman\u2019s name with any coldness but she was a woman herself, and she loved him, and this Irena was someone he had never mentioned to her. She sighed, \u201cYou don\u2019t have to tell me if you\u2019d prefer not to do so.\u201d<\/p>\n He sat for a while, frowning and staring over to where the curtains swayed in a slight breeze across the window. He knew that she wanted to know, the tone of her voice indicated that and he didn\u2019t blame her for it so he took her in his arms and as he lay back down upon the pillows he drew her down with him so that her head rested upon that curve of his body that God had formed especially for her.<\/p>\n \u201cIrena Pestchauroff was a beautiful woman, old enough to be my mother, a Russian lady who had married an Aleut fisherman. She possessed some papers that the Government needed and I was assigned to get them from her. She was totally dedicated to her husbands\u2019 people and was a very brave woman.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIs she still alive?\u201d she whispered.<\/p>\n \u201cNo. A Russian called Alexei Lebedeve killed her.\u201d his voice trailed away and he sighed as though the memory of that time had reached out, as indeed it had, \u201cI only knew her for a few hours but she wasn\u2019t a woman one can easily forget.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAnd Rostov?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cShips carpenter, spoke Russian and some Aleut. He was one of my men who came with me to find Irena. He died with a young man called Jack Lawson. I had to leave them behind.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBut they were dead?\u201d she whispered \u201cWhat else could you have done?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI know \u2026\u201d he paused and stared up at the ceiling while his fingers continued to stroke her bare shoulder \u201cTalking to the Admiral today brought it all back to my mind I guess, it\u2019s as if I can\u2019t forgive myself for letting them down. I can\u2018t seem to get it out of my head that they really were dead, I just keep seeing them there staring up at the sky and – and – \u201d he firmed his lips as though refusing to allow another word to pass them upon the subject.<\/p>\n She could feel his heart thudding faster beneath her hand, and slowly stroked his brow just as if he had been her little boy, her Reuben. He reached up and took hold of her hand and kissed its palm. \u201cI love you, Livvy, so much. You can\u2019t imagine how hard it is to leave you, but how happy I am to come home .\u201d On board the Russian ship \u2018Batory\u2019 Count Vladamir Viktor Lebedev was also awake and thinking of matters relating to the death of his brother. He was looking through various papers, each one of which he scrutinised with a thoroughness that indicated his earnest desire to find some hidden meaning behind the words that he had read time and time again over the past years.<\/p>\n Eventually he set the papers down and placed them in a leather folder which was in turn transferred to a case which he buckled in place. Then he rose to his feet and walked to the port hole of his cabin and looked over to the lights of the city. This new world , he mused, so progressive, young and enthusiastic and always seeking to devour other lands, other enterprises. He nodded slowly as though in agreement with his own thoughts before striding back to his desk and turning up the lamp\u2019s flame, new worlds, new cities, always prepared to overthrow the old, to discard the past. Those huddled masses of people from all the different lands from which they came were all part of one nation now that challenged his country for power and authority in the world of this day. He shook his head and pulled out a drawer from the bureau from which he withdrew a bottle of vodka and some glasses, then he clenched his fist and thumped on the partition wall \u201cDoestov, come, drink with me.\u201d<\/p>\n Dimitri Doestov rolled from his cot and shook his head in order to remove the last vestiges of sleep. He pulled on a velvet jacket and after sweeping his hand over his hair and picking up his cigarettes he made his way to the Count\u2019s room. A glass of vodka was thrust into his hand immediately he entered \u201cSit down, Dimitri.\u201d<\/p>\n Doestov put the glass down on the bureau, \u201cDrinking this early will not leave you a clear head for this mornings meeting, Excellency.\u201d<\/p>\n Lebedev shook his head and waved a hand is dismissal, not of Doestov who would have been grateful to have scuttled back to his bed, but in regard to what had been said. \u201cNo, no, it\u2019s alright, I can think straighter when I have had some vodka in me. Stop looking so nervous, Dimitri.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI am only worried for you, Viktor. You have a lot at stake here, not only with regard to your brother but to Count Alexander Milyutin Gorchakov\u2019s request to you.\u201d<\/p>\n The Count\u2019s face fell and darkened, the fine lips thinned and eyes narrowed \u201cGorchakov!\u201d he spat and immediately tossed back the vodka, \u201cIf he had spoken up at the time then the Tsar would never have sold the land to the Americans. \u201c<\/p>\n \u201cAh well, my friend, he preferred at the time to keep silent and there is nothing we can do about it.\u201d Dimitri sat down on a chair and regarded the Count anxiously while at the same time recalling to mind the man\u2019s brother, Alexei and how often he had spent similar evenings in cramped ships quarters with him.<\/p>\n \u201cWill he be there, do you think?\u201d Lebedev asked, picking up the bottle and checking to see how much was still in it.<\/p>\n \u201cWho do you mean? The Commodore?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWho knows?\u201d Dimitri shrugged and inhaled a lungful of smoke which he slowly exhaled. \u201cThere is little reason for him to be there, surely?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThere\u2019s every reason for him to be there. You know that as well as I?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell, he doesn\u2019t know why you would want him there, would he?\u201d Dimitri shrugged slightly and inhaled another lungful of smoke.<\/p>\n \u201cSometimes,\u201d the Count murmured as he looked at the other man with some distaste, \u201cI am not too sure who you support in this matter, Dimitri. You seem to have just too much sympathy for this Commodore for my liking.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI owe him my life several times over.\u201d Dimitri said dryly, and tapped ash into the silver box he carried with him, a habit he knew irritated most people after a very short time. \u201cPerhaps it is for this reason that Count Gorchakov sent me to be your aide on this assignment. To make sure that your personal feelings do not overshadow the real purpose of this meeting with the Americans.\u201d<\/p>\n Lebedev threw himself down into a chair, long legs stretched out and arms lolling across the back, he shook his head and black hair fell across his face, \u201cGorchakov knows nothing about it.\u201d<\/p>\n Dimitri crooked an eyebrow and said nothing although he reached for the glass of vodka and gulped some down. He looked at Vladamir Viktor Lebedev thoughtfully and wondered if the man realised just how much Count Gorchakov, State Chancellor of all Russia and Poland at that time, actually did know.<\/p>\n It seemed to Dimitri Doestov that Lebedev lacked the cunning and the cold aloofness of his brother. That where Alexei had been cunning and crafty, cruel and autocratic, Vladamir was just weak and shifting, sly and devious, yes, he was cruel but not in the way of his brother who enjoyed inflicting pain upon his victims. Vladamir preferred others to do his deeds for him and at a distance. He put down the glass and stood up \u201cI shall see you later. Time is getting on and we need to have our wits about us when we meet the Americans. The Secretary of State Mr Fish is a man of experience and wise in the art of statesmanship. Vladamir, you must keep your wits about you.\u201d<\/p>\n Lebedev said nothing but watched as Doestov left the cabin. He reached for the bottle again, hesitated and then with a sigh replaced it in the drawer. He rose to his feet, a tall man, dark just as his brother had been; after a moments pause he returned to look beyond the port hole at the city laid out before him.<\/p>\n Chapter 7<\/p>\n Reuben Phillips Cartwright was more than excited to be homeward bound at last. His eyes constantly strayed to the boxes and packages that had been carefully stowed away along with his father\u2019s belongings, and he knew for a certainty that they hadn\u2019t been among the luggage they had brought from the Ponderosa. All different shapes and sizes and as they wobbled about on the storage rack above them he tried to imagine what they would contain.<\/p>\n Sofia was just content to sit between her Daddy and Mommy. She fidgeted a great deal for a while, chattered about nothing for a more than considerable time before she finally fell asleep with a very long contented sigh. Somehow she had managed to get up onto Adam\u2019s lap and settled her head against his chest, listened for a while to the beat of his heart and was soon drifting to sleep.<\/p>\n To Ben it was like looking at someone else\u2019s dream come true. He looked upon his son sitting beside Olivia holding her hand with the child on his, Adam\u2019s, lap and it all seemed unreal. With his head resting against the bolstered headrest he allowed his mind to drift back over the years, so many years, where he would be cajoling or urging his sons to get married and provide him with grandchildren and now., well, it had happened without him even realising it or having to raise a finger.<\/p>\n He sighed, and now that he had it, he found himself constantly wishing he could turn back the clock to when they were four men happy enough on the Ponderosa with Hop Sing bustling about and a days work to be done, and far more easily than it was now with his aches and pains a constant reminder to the fact that even he, Ben Cartwright, couldn\u2019t hold back time.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat\u2019s on your mind, Pa?\u201d Adam asked with a smile on his face and his voice drifting above the head of the sleeping child on his lap.<\/p>\n \u201cOh, I was just thinking of how things change.\u201d Ben replied very quickly and smiled back, \u201cI remember one time saying to you and your brothers that as soon as marriage appeared likely the lot of you scattered as fast as buckshot, and now here you all are, settled happily and with children of your own.\u201d<\/p>\n Olivia smiled at him now, and gripped more tightly to Adam\u2019s hand before turning her head to smile up at him. Adam chuckled \u201cThere were one or two times we thought you were going to settle down again, Pa. You – er – managed to avoid getting tied down yourself pretty neatly as well if I recall rightly.\u201d<\/p>\n Ben nodded slowly and the black eyes look rather sombre as he recalled those times; there had been Joyce of course, he had loved her for a long time and then she had ridden away when her husband had been killed that by crazy Gideon. She had written once or twice for about a year and then nothing, nothing at all. Strange to think that the Edwards property was now owned by Candy and Ann Canady, and had been Andrew and Barbara Pearsons beforehand.<\/p>\n He frowned, well yes, there was Katherine; that had been somewhat of a misjudgement of feelings, once it had become obvious to what extent she had felt for that miserable murdering thug of a son of hers. He looked at Adam and saw the smile still lingering on his son\u2019s lips and shrugged \u201cIf you think I have any intention of considering Clementine Hawkins as a future wife, you can think again.\u201d<\/p>\n They all laughed together at that knowing how much Clementine adored Ben, and how terrified Ben was of her, well, perhaps \u2026 maybe\u2026 the softening of his features indicated that there was a fondness for the irascible little widow but that was more than likely due to the number of years they had known one another than for any other reason.<\/p>\n \u201cPa?\u201d Reuben chipped in now, sensing that the adults were in a convivial and therefore more approachable mood \u201cWhat\u2019s in all them there boxes?\u201d<\/p>\n Adam frowned \u201cWhat\u2019s in those boxes?\u201d<\/p>\n Reuben nodded, failing to see that Adam was attempting to correct his grammar, \u201cYeah \u2026 them.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam grinned, \u201cWell, son, you\u2019ll just have to wait to find out, won\u2019t you?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBet it isn\u2019t any present for me or Sofia, would it be?\u201d Reuben sighed theatrically and rolled his eyes, slumped back in his seat and looked doleful.<\/p>\n \u201cBet it isn\u2019t.\u201d Adam replied with twinkling eyes with a teasing note to his words but Reuben frowned and stared back up at the boxes .<\/p>\n \u201cBut you didn\u2019t go away with all them there boxes, did you?\u201d<\/p>\n Adam sighed and shook his head, he looked at his wife \u201cI think our son is spending too much time with his Uncle Hoss.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI ain\u2019t.\u201d Reuben scowled, \u201cI\u2019m spending too much time with school, that\u2019s what I\u2019m doing. I don\u2019t have no time left for fishin\u2019 or playin\u2019 or anythin\u2019.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThat makes life hard,\u201d Adam replied looking suitably glum on his son’s behalf , \u201cAll boys should be able to have time for fishinG, and playinG and everythinG else for that matter.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYeah, that\u2019s what I reckon an\u2019 all.\u201d Reuben nodded, \u201cWill you tell Miss Brandon that, Pa? Tell her she gives us too much homework and stuff.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m sure Miss Brandon only gives you what she thinks you are capable of doing each evening.\u201d Adam leaned back and looked at Olivia \u201cHe is keeping up with his school work isn\u2019t he?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, and he\u2019s doing really well. Miss Brandon was really pleased with his work when I saw her last week.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell, that\u2019s good. I\u2019d hate to give any present at all to a little boy who doesn\u2019t work hard at school.\u201d<\/p>\n Reuben laughed and clapped his hands as he jumped off the seat with delight, his Pa had bought him at least one present after all, and when Adam laughed along with him he just had to throw himself on top of Sofia to give his Pa a hug.<\/p>\n Ben sighed and smiled, he nodded at Olivia who was looking so content, so happy and had caught his eye. What more could he have asked for, he told himself, the joy within this little family was a delight to see, to be part of , so much so he had to turn away and look out of the window at the scenery swiftly slipping away. The month of October was slipping away now but the weather was holding warm and pleasant. In San Francisco, Secretary of State Fish and several other diplomats from both the Foreign and Interior Departments welcomed the delegates to the conference to discuss, yet again, the sale of the Alaskan territories to America. It seemed to Hamilton Fish that it was a \u2018gift\u2019 that had come with a bomb secreted inside it and they were about to see it explode in their faces at moment.<\/p>\n Lebedev and Doestov took their seats along with their companions and associates while opposite to them sat the British delegation. As the Duke of Sutherland looked around the table he wondered briefly if anything he and his companions said would be listened to as the Americans already seemed to dominate the proceedings even before it had begun.<\/p>\n He rose to his feet and looked at everyone, made the necessary introductions and then briefly introduced the subjects to be discussed. Glancing around the table at the look on the faces of the other men he inwardly sighed as it appeared quite obvious that no one was prepared to give quarter about anything. If he thought for a moment that some of those present had an axe to grind, he couldn\u2019t have been more correct for Lebedev sat back and waited for the precise moment in which to wield his own particular one.<\/p>\n It was late in the afternoon and all members of the meeting were becoming weary of talk and rhetoric that took them round and round in circles. Lebedev lounged back casually in his chair and staring coldly at Hamilton Fish demanded to know if Commodore Adam Cartwright would be attending the proceedings in the morning.<\/p>\n The British delegation froze slightly, caught unawares as to the reasons why the man who had brought them from England would be required to be present and Sutherland turned to Fish who shook his head, \u201cCommodore Cartwright will not be attending any meeting to do with this situation.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhy not?\u201d Lebedev demanded while his face went a rather sickly pallor, he looked at Sutherland \u201cYou know this Cartwright, you came with him on his ship.\u201d<\/p>\n It was an accusation rather than a question and Sutherland nodded \u201cThat\u2019s true, but I have no idea what it is you would need to see the Commodore about in connection with what we are discussing here.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe said nothing to you?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cShould he have done?\u201d Sutherland looked at the other delegates all of whom shook their heads, shrugged and looked confused, he then turned to Hamilton Fish \u201cDo you know what this is in connection with, sir?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI believe Count Lebedev is under the misapprehension that the Commodore is more involved that he was\u2026 but I assure you ..\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe was there, sir.\u201d Lebedev said in his heavily accented voice \u201cHe was in Alaska and brought back to his Government the papers of Pestchouroff that should have been ours.\u201d he thumped the desk and glared around the table, \u201cIf we had had those papers returned to us then you would not have got possession of the gold fields as easily.\u201d<\/p>\n Sutherland stood up, tall and proud and with a dignity that the Russian Count had appeared to have lost, he raised a hand for silence which out of respect to him he instantly received \u201cSome of us do not know anything about these papers nor the Commodore\u2019s involvement in them. I suggest that we adjourn this meeting now and we shall re-convene in the morning. Mr. Secretary of State, it you do have any information to give us before tomorrow about this matter we would be grateful to have it to study this evening \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n Fish bowed his head and sighed, signalled to his clerk to bring forth a folder which he signalled was to be handed to Sutherland. He looked at Lebedev and no one would have guessed what was r unning through his mind as he did so at the time as he politely asked if that was in order with him. Lebedev rose to his feet, \u201cAnd the Commodore?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m sorry, he isn\u2019t available.\u201d Fish replied, \u201cHe isn\u2019t anywhere in the vicinity.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe was here this morning \u2026\u201d Dimitri Doestov murmured as he lit a cigarette with a casual grace that was as repellent as it was mesmorising.<\/p>\n \u201cThat was this morning\u2026\u201d Fish replied.<\/p>\n \u201cThen you must bring him back from wherever he is \u2026\u201d Lebedev hissed, \u201cI demand it.\u201d<\/p>\n Fish shook his head \u201cNo, sir, I\u2019m sorry, I can\u2019t do that.\u201d<\/p>\n Everyone there knew the opposite was true, but no one said a word. Sutherland picked up the folder and with a bow to the Count and a muttered good evening to everyone he left the room. He was followed instantly by the Russians leaving Fish and his associates watching them go. \u201cShall we send someone to bring the Commodore back, sir?\u201d<\/p>\n Fish looked at his secretary thoughtfully, then shook his head \u201cNo. If anything I\u2019d rather order him to Timbuctoo than have him return here right now. If Lebedev\u2019s brother was half as vile as he is, I can well understand why O\u2019Brien took a gun to him.\u201d he sighed bowed his head and picked up the papers from the table, \u201cLet\u2019s get back to work, I think we\u2019ll all be up burning the midnight oil at this rate.\u201d<\/p>\n The secretary, a bright young man took the folders from him and walked along side him \u201cSeems to me pretty pointless, sir, coming to discuss this matter of the Alaskan holdings now, after all it\u2019s been some years since we took possession of it and they\u2019ve not bothered to make a claim on it before. They can\u2019t expect us to hand it back, surely?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, but they want compensation for what they\u2019ve lost out on, you have to remember they\u2019re involved in a war with Turkey and strapped for cash, they need to find something from somewhere. Anyway,\u201d Hamilton Fish sighed \u201cI think it\u2019s just been an excuse for Lebedev to rake over old coals and try to set this matter of his brother\u2019s death alight again.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cCan\u2019t see why, sir.\u201d<\/p>\n The older and wiser man shrugged \u201cCan\u2019t you?\u201d he sighed again and shook his head sadly, \u201cWell, no matter.\u201d<\/p>\n The young man turned into the Secretary of State\u2019s office and set the folders down, turned the flames up in the lamps and sat down at his own desk while Fish removed his jacket and took his seat. Revenge, he thought, was obviously not only the provence of the Italians\u2026 and he had an uneasy feeling that it wouldn\u2019t be dished up cold!<\/p>\n Chapter 8<\/p>\n A new morning dawned with a light rain falling upon the city. The cabs bearing the British and Russian delegation arrived at the same time, in front of the large imposing building where the meeting was to be held for the second consecutive day. The vehicles stopped one after the one in a line up close to the wide steps that led to the main entrance.<\/p>\n Lebedev stepped down and shook out his long coat with its extravagant white fox fur collar and looked around him with all the haughtiness he could muster before he began to make his way up the steps. He was followed closely by Doestov but niether had gone far before a voice hailed them from behind and upon turning it was to see the Duke of Sutherland making his elegant arrival. He bowed to Lebedev with a courtesy expected of one aristocrat to another and received the Count\u2019s slight bow in return. \u201cYour Grace,\u201d Sutherland said quietly, \u201cI\u2019ve been reading through the statements of the people involved in the situation in Alaska\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n His pause allowed all of them to advance a few more steps, Lebedev finally sighed and said \u201cWell?\u201d as though the other man\u2019s opinion was of little interest but had to be listened to for the sake of conformity.<\/p>\n \u201cWell, to be honest, I think it would be wiser for you if you were to keep one particular aspect of the situation closed.\u201d when Lebedev continued to just stare at him with a look on his face that indicated he had caught the whiff of a bad smell, Sutherland continued \u201cWe are here to discuss your country\u2019s case in regard to the sale and purchase of Alaska and the resultant discoveries that your State Chancellor feels justifies an enquiry into the manner in which the purchase was made. We are not here to look into the situation regarding your brother\u2019s death or Commodore Cartwright\u2019s involvement in it.\u201d he frowned and sighed as Lebedev merely twitched an eyebrow \u201cI\u2019ve read through the statements of all concerned, sir, and there is no indication anywhere that Cartwright killed your brother.\u201d<\/p>\n Lebedev scowled and he stared at Sutherland with a coldness that indicated that had they been in Russia there would have been a challenge issued for them to be meeting at dawn with swords or pistols in hand. He shook his head \u201cIt is a matter of honour, I cannot do as you ask.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI would have thought it more of a matter of honour that you should not pursue it.\u201d<\/p>\n They continued on their way, but Lebedev declined to say anything more except to turn to Dimitri and mutter in Russian something in a rather cold voice that made Sutherland step back with a frown on his face and a shake of the head.<\/p>\n George Fortesque joined the Duke as they walked more slowly along the corridor to the room where the meeting was to be held. They watched as the Russians strode forwards and were engulfed within the dark interior ahead of them, \u201cHe must be blind to the consequences \u2026\u201d he murmured.<\/p>\n \u201cHe has a personal axe to grind and hatred is blinding him to the obvious facts.\u201d Sutherland replied stepping through the entrance as the doors were swung open to him<\/p>\n \u201cHe should have kept it personal then instead of airing it in public.\u201d Canning said quietly as he joined them, his hands clasped behind his back and head bowed. Saturn stood in the centre of the corral his dark eyes watching the man coming from the house. He nodded his handsome head several times as though acknowledging his master even though he refused to accept that was what the man was actually becoming; he pawed the ground with his foreleg and whinnied softly as the gate opened and Joe entered.<\/p>\n Man and horse stood still to observe one another, each wondering what the other would be thinking if such a thing were possible for a horse. Joe held the bridle loose in his hands and advanced to the horse although his mind was more on what Candy had said only the previous day, about Saturn being the kind of creature that should be returned to the wild, that it wasn\u2019t his nature to be tamed.<\/p>\n \u201cThere now, boy,\u201d he smiled and stroked the soft velvet muzzle and jawbone of the animal, \u201cYou\u2019re a real beauty aren\u2019t\u2019cha? Reckon you and me we\u2019re getting on fine, ain\u2019t we? \u201c<\/p>\n Saturn pricked his ears back and then forwards, he pawed the ground a little more and stepped back a pace or two before giving Joe a nudge in the shoulder. Joe handed him some sugar lumps and stood still while the horse chomped through them and then looked expectantly at him, as though to say \u2018More?\u2019<\/p>\n \u201cC\u2019mon, we\u2019ve work to do. I want to be able to show Pa and Adam just how fine we get along now. Adam sure will be peeved seeing us riding out of here seeing how he didn\u2019t get that far with Jupiter.\u201d<\/p>\n Slowly and carefully he got the bridle and bit into place after all this wasn\u2019t\u2019 the first time and Saturn was used to it now, even if he did make a bit of fuss every time. Next the blanket and then the saddle, and always done with Joe\u2019s usual careful handling as though he respected that the horse might not like it so much but just needed a little reassurance that everything was going to be just fine once he allowed it to happen.<\/p>\n From the top window of the house Mary Ann watched her husband with the horse. She held little Daniel in her arms and bounced him up and down while he chuckled and coo\u2019d , \u201cSee, look, Daniel, look at Daddy?\u201d<\/p>\n She tapped the window and got the baby\u2019s attention so that Daniel glanced down and saw his father, clapped his hands and bounced more energetically up and down making Mary Ann laugh as he did so.<\/p>\n It didn\u2019t take but a moment for Joe to swing into the saddle and put Saturn through his paces. After so many weeks now the horse knew what was expected of him and Joe appreciated what the animal was prepared to give, knowing that in time there would be more. The practice session took twenty minutes but it was all he had to spare as there was work to be done. He slid from the saddle and rewarded the horse with more sugar lumps as he stroked the glossy black neck, \u201cYou know, won\u2019t be long before we can go riding out on the range. You\u2019ll like that, you\u2019ll be able to get to know more of the other horses we use and you\u2019ll get used to riding along with the cattle. \u201c<\/p>\n Saturn chomped on his sugar lumps and drooled a little, he pushed Joe in the back as though ordering him out of the corral which made the young man laugh as he carried the tack over to t he rails and hoisted the saddle onto the top bar. The sound of a horseman entering the yard made Joe pause and look up, smile broadly and raise a hand \u201cHi, Hoss, I won\u2019t be but a moment.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBest hurry up, Joe, I want this dang job finished with before Pa gits back and we\u2019re already a day behind schedule.\u201d Hoss nodded over towards Saturn \u201cHow\u2019s he doing?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cReally good.\u201d Joe smiled and closed the gate, \u201cHe\u2019s a fine horse, ain\u2019t he?\u201d<\/p>\n Hoss leaned on his saddle horn and observed Saturn for about the thousandth time since Joe got him, he nodded \u201cHe sure is, Joe, every bit as fine as he was yesterday and even the day before that, now jest git moving will ya?\u201d<\/p>\n Glancing up to the window Joe saw Mary Ann and Daniel, he raised a hand and waved before walking to the stable to get Navajo saddled and ready for the task ahead. \u201cWhen\u2019s Pa due to arrive anyhow?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cEarly tomorrow morning.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cPlenty of time then\u2026\u201d Joe grinned as he tightened the cinch, \u201cHere, Hoss, grab yourself an apple.\u201d and with a laugh he tossed his brother one from the barrel which Hoss deftly caught and began to eat while waiting for Joe to mount up.<\/p>\n The rain falling on San Francisco hadn\u2019t crossed the mountains to reach them, the day was pleasant with just a cooling breeze eddying around them and as they galloped from the Ponderosa into the open range both brothers felt a sense of well being and pleasure with no thought of any danger befalling them or those they loved in all those tomorrows yet to come. The discussion around the table had gone on for hours. Imprecations and insults, along with arguments and curses had been hurled between all parties and the hours had ticked away until daylight was beginning to fade. Secretary of State Fish closed his folders and stood up, drew himself to his full height and announced they felt nothing had been accomplished it was therefore sensible to close the proceedings.<\/p>\n \u201cI will not be satisfied until I have Commodore Cartwright arrested and charged with the murder of my brother.\u201d Lebedev announced coldly.<\/p>\n \u201cThen you\u2019re going to be disappointed, Count.\u201d the Secretary of State replied, \u201cbecause Commodore Cartwright did not commit murder. Let me put this to you straight yet again \u2026\u201d he leaned forward his eyes cold and narrowed \u201cyour brother killed Irena Pestchouroff, I have a statement from her daughter Valentina that he also killed those people in the village which he had destroyed before setting off to find my people. Your brother is responsible for the actions that took place on that frozen tundra all those years ago, for the deaths of two American seamen, and the near deaths of two officers.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI insist \u2026\u201d Lebedev\u2019s nostrils became pinched and white as he jumped to his feet.<\/p>\n \u201cInsist all you like, you have no jurisdiction here, no argument to put forward to force us to do what you wish when we have more against your brother and -\u201d he turned to Dimitri who was in the process of lighting another of his interminable cigarettes \u201cneither do you, do not think for a moment that we have forgotten that you were responsible for the death of Mr. Abbott, the Commodore\u2019s steward. If the matter was not so delicate at present I would see that you were escorted back to your ship and never allowed foot on American soil again.\u201d<\/p>\n All the British delegation were already on their feet, Sutherland looked from Fish to Lebedev who was standing very still and very quiet, Dimitri Doestov now stood up, slowly, and bowed to the assembly in a slow mincing manner, he smiled slowly \u201cThank you for reminding me of that tragic error on my part, it was regretted immediately of course, an accident I assure you.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNevertheless \u2026\u201d Fish said and with a nod of the head moved to leave then paused, \u201cI think we can say that this wraps up the discussions relating to the Alaskan affair?\u201d<\/p>\n Sutherland sighed, shook his head, \u201cI don\u2019t know, I have a feeling that whatever we have concluded today will no doubt come back on us some other time.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThank you for your assistance, Your Grace, Mr. Fortesque, Mr Canning.\u201d<\/p>\n Hands were shaken, bows made, etiquette observed. The Americans left the room and the Russian party began to gather up their papers as the British turned to leave. Doestov watched as the doors closed upon them \u201cWell, we have achieved not very much.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThere is no honour here,\u201d Lebedev admitted, his face was ashen and Doestov noticed how his hands were shaking, \u201cBut we expected it, so did Gorchakov.\u201d<\/p>\n Dimitri frowned \u201cI didn\u2018t know that your brother had destroyed the village \u2026 only that he had removed Irena Pestchouroff.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat does it matter?\u201d came the cold reply, \u201cThey were nothing! Peasants!\u201d<\/p>\n Count Alexander Milyutin shivered slightly, he had been reluctant to come on this mission feeling it a waste of time and that Lebedev was more interested in his personal vendetta than his country\u2019s honour. As he shuffled his papers away he mentally made note of all that had taken place, later that evening he would write it all down in a private missive to the State Chancellor.<\/p>\n Sutherland looked over to Hamilton Fish and approached him once he ensured that the men who had been with them were a good few feet ahead. He gestured the way so that the two of them were seen to be walking together in the direction of the others, albeit at a slower pace.<\/p>\n \u201cI don\u2019t feel much was achieved at these meetings, Mr. Fish. Nor is there any point in continuing with them tomorrow.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI agree. \u201c Fish nodded and fingered the edge of the folders he had under his arm with a slight nervousness.<\/p>\n \u201cI shall write out my report for you and for Gorchakov. I\u2019m afraid the Russian Chancellor won\u2019t be too happy with my findings. A pity he chose to have a loose cannon like Lebedev represent his cause.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cA pointless exercise all round, Duke. Seems the only thing on Lebedev\u2019s mind was his brother\u2019s death and he used the whole matter of the Alaskan purchase as an excuse to force us to bend to his will. Well, I won\u2019t have it\u2026 Commodore Cartwright is an honourable man, apart from which he did not fire the shot that killed Lebedev.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m afraid his brother refuses to listen or see reason.\u201d Sutherland frowned, \u201cFrom my reading of the statements the papers Cartwright had collected from Irena Pestchouroff contained more than a list of names.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAs I told them -\u201d Fish jerked his head to indicate the Russians still closeted together in the room, \u201ceverything on those papers had been written down by Count Pestchouroff, mineral and gold findings had already been located and known about, it was no secret.\u201d<\/p>\n Sutherland nodded \u201cBut that list, those maps, were not in American hands until some time after the purchase of Alaska.\u201d<\/p>\n Fish stopped and looked at Sutherland thoughtfully \u201cIf you have any point to make, you should have mentioned it in there.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI didn\u2019t feel it would achieve much purpose. The fact remains though that Gorchakov may have known about those minerals prior to the sale -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIn which case he should have mentioned it at the time. As it was Count Pestchouroff chose to give the papers to his cousin Irena, never really sure what she would do with them. I find that – shall we call it an omission ? – rather significant.\u201d<\/p>\n Sutherland smiled \u201cSo do I.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThen we understand one another, sir?\u201d<\/p>\n Sutherland nodded, they shook hands and without another word parted as the large doors to the outside world opened to them.<\/p>\n Chapter 9<\/p>\n On board the Shenandoah the British delegation made preparations to return to England feeling that the whole event had been unnecessary and fruitless. Had it been an attempt by the Russian Czar and his ministers to enlist their aid for their war against Turkey then it had miserably failed. The blame for that fell upon Lebedev\u2019s head although even with him as a reasonable scapegoat they had all felt the demands of the Russians would not have been met.<\/p>\n The newly appointed Captain Hardy made all the necessary arrangements for the British guests to be accommodated before confirming orders to sail the next morning. During that time Sutherland, Fortesque and Canning and their men had to be content with cramped quarters and the racket of water and stores being loaded on board for the journey.<\/p>\n On the Russian ship Lebedev sought his own quarters and demanded vodka, caviar and privacy. Doestov and Milyutin were left to their own devices which were diverse, Milyutin preferring the cool air on deck while Doestov smoked endless cigarettes in the cabin and played constant games of Patience.<\/p>\n The reminder of the death of Abbott, the steward who had died in order to protect his Captain even if by accident, played heavily on Doestov\u2019s mind. In all his dealings , underhand though they were and certainly sometimes very unscrupulous, he had never personally taken a life not before or since Abbott\u2019s death. Now as he placed one card over the other and sought another for his next move he thought over the events of that time which led him to his more recent encounter with Adam Cartwright in Egypt. He sighed and as he did so the door opened and Milyutin entered, pulled out a chair and sat down. The men were of equal rank, similar age and experience and had worked together on various assignments so when Milyutin said \u201cLebedev is crazy.\u201d Doestov simply agreed that yes, he was, sometimes.<\/p>\n \u201cSometimes?\u201d Alexei shook his head, \u201cNo, I think he has gone totally overboard now. He\u2019s lost total control. I can\u2019t understand why Gorchakov would have sent him here on this assignment.\u201d<\/p>\n Doestov shrugged and placed a Queen of Hearts over the Knave, \u201cDon\u2019t you?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cGive me one good reason why ?\u201d Alexei asked and rose to his feet to walk to where there were several decanters of alcohol, he shook his head again \u201cNo vodka.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cLebedev probably has it all stowed away in his cabin.\u201d Doestov smiled a somewhat mirthless grin which stretched over his teeth giving him a rather skeletal appearance, \u201cGorchakov knew the Americans wouldn\u2019t provide what he needed, why waste time on a skilled diplomat on such an errand that was doomed to failure.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThen why bother to arrange it at all?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBecause the Czar demanded it and even though at times we never know who is in control of our beloved country, there are times when Gorchakov feels it is wiser to comply. Lebedev has the ear of the Czar, they are related after all.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI didn\u2019t know that \u2026\u201d ALexei said with a slight frown, and poured out whisky for himself and Doestov, but the latter declined with a shake of the head. \u201cYou think Lebedev persuaded the Czar to arrange this?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNot really, but once he heard it was on his mind then I am sure that Vlad would have taken good advantage of it.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou know that Lebedev has given orders that we remain here?\u201d<\/p>\n Dimitri frowned, paused a moment before placing a three of diamonds upon the two, he shook his head \u201cI didn\u2019t know that\u2026 but if we stay on board we are safe, this is Russian soil, there is no need to venture from it.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI don\u2019t like the idea of being on board with a madman.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell, at present we must just wait and see what happens.\u201d Dimitri smiled again, and looked at the door as it was thrust open \u201cYes?\u201d<\/p>\n Lebedev\u2019s secretary and valet stood at the entrance looking at them both before telling them that they were summoned to the Count\u2019s presence. As Doestov put down his last card and picked up his little silver box and his cigarettes he wondered just how much the man had overheard and how much would be repeated to his master.<\/p>\n Lebedev was sprawled across his divan and looked at them both through bloodshot eyes, it occurred to Alexei Milyutin that the man had been weeping, but Doestov just dismissed it as evidence that the man was drunk.<\/p>\n \u201cYou know I have given orders that this ship does not leave until I say so?\u201d<\/p>\n Both men bowed and nodded affirmation and waited for more but some moments elapsed before Lebedev seemed capable of remembering what he had summoned them for , when he did he stood up and walked over to a port hole to observe the view beyond \u201cDimitri, you know this Adam Cartwright, what is he like?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIn what way do you mean, Excellency? \u201c<\/p>\n \u201cHis appearance .. Is he tall, fat or thin, old, young?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe is tall, well built. Handsome with dark colouring. I should think in his mid-forties.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIs that all?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat else is there to say?\u201d Dimitri shrugged \u201cHe has recently married, his wife had two children a boy and a girl. \u201c<\/p>\n \u201cHe lives some distance from here I am told?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, he lives near Lake Tahoe, the ranch is called The Ponderosa.\u201d<\/p>\n Lebedev scowled \u201cThe Ponderosa? Hmm. You have been making enquiries of your own about him perhaps?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cPerhaps.\u201d Dimitri tapped ash into the little silver box and then blew smoke softly into the room, \u201cHe has always intrigued me. I owe him my life after all.\u201d<\/p>\n Lebedev waved that statement to one side and sat down, \u201cYour description of him could fit hundreds of men.\u201d<\/p>\n Dimitri merely shrugged \u201cThat is hardly my fault, Excellency. If I were asked to describe you -\u201d he paused and felt it best to say nothing more but sighed and glanced over at Alexei.<\/p>\n Milyutin now ventured to ask why the interest now, and why were they not going to leave this country while the weather still held good. October, he ventured to say, could be a treacherous month on the seas.<\/p>\n To that Lebedev said nothing but poured himself another glass of vodka, as he did so there came an abrupt rap on the door which his valet opened to admit four men who, seeing themselves in the presence of the elite, removed their headwear and clutched it to their chests, bowed and looked expectantly at Lebedev.<\/p>\n Vlaldamir Lebedev stood up and with a curt nod to Alexei Milyutin and Dimitri Doestov dismissed them both. Mystified both men returned to their cabin where Dimitri sat down and stared at the cards still on the table. Milyutin muttered something but if fell on deaf ears so that the younger man decided it was better to leave him to his cards and his cigarettes.<\/p>\n Several hours later in the darkest hour of the night those four men made their way down the gangplank and stepped onto American soil. Adam Cartwright swung his case into the porch and then turned to take the packages from Ben so that his father could return to the carriage and collect more items. Olivia had already entered the house and was removing her hat and coat by the time they finally joined her in the big room. The house was warm and inviting, fires had been lit and there was food already cooking for the mid day meal. Reuben was nearly dancing on the spot with excitement as he watched his Pa slowly unbutton his coat. \u201cPa, hurry up, hurry up.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhy? What\u2019s the urgency? I think your mother and I, and grandpa, need a good cup of coffee before we do anything else now.\u201d he smiled and put his arm around his wife\u2019s shoulders drawing her close to him and kissing her on the brow.<\/p>\n \u201cDaddy, Reuben said you got presents.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam laughed \u201cI see, so that is why there\u2019s all this hopping and skipping about, well, I don\u2019t know.\u201d he tugged at his earlobe and looked at Olivia \u201cWhat do you think, Livvy? Have they been especially good children while I have been away?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell, mmm, sometimes\u2026\u201d Olivia smiled indulgently at her son and daughter, \u201cMost times.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cGran\u2019pa, what do you think? Do they deserve presents?\u201d Adam looked at Ben and winked, so that Ben scratched his head and frowned, then said \u201cWal, I don\u2019t rightly know for sure.\u201d<\/p>\n Sofia ran up to him and hugged him around the legs \u201cOh Granpa, I bin good, I bin good.\u201d<\/p>\n He laughed and picked her up and swung her high for she was no weight at all, and her laughter always made him feel light hearted, Reuben sighed, \u201cDo we have to wait long?\u201d<\/p>\n Adam frowned and pulled Reuben\u2019s hat down so that it covered his face \u201cIt will take as long as it takes,\u201d he replied, a little disgruntled at his son\u2019s persistence in getting presents above anything else.<\/p>\n \u201cI thought Hoss and Joe would be here,\u201d Ben said as he put Sofia back on her feet, \u201cPerhaps they\u2019d forgotten we were coming home today.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam frowned, he had been a little disappointed not to have seen his brothers and their wives, but then he shrugged and tapped Ben on the chest \u201cThey\u2019re busy men, Pa, and if you gave them a list of things that needed to be got done before you came home, they\u2019re probably seeing that gets done.\u201d<\/p>\n Olivia leaned down to put another log on the fire and turned as Cheng Ho Lee came into the room, bowed low and greeted them all with a wide smile, Sofia ran up to him \u201cCheng Ho Lee, Daddy\u2019s got us all presents.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cExcept that we don\u2019t know what they are yet.\u201d Reuben muttered and pulled a face.<\/p>\n \u201cPresents always good but better still to see happy smiles on all faces.\u201d he bowed again, \u201cSoon lunch be ready and visitors come I hear horse and buggy in yard.\u201d<\/p>\n Ben laughed, a shout of a laugh, and turned to wards the door but Adam was already ahead of him and had it open and was standing on the porch with a wide grin on his face and hands on his hips waiting for their guests to clamber down from their horses and buggies<\/p>\n \u201cWelcome home, brother.\u201d Hoss whooped throwing his hat in the air and catching it again just as he reached Adams side<\/p>\n \u201cHey, Adam, you were gone and back again so quick we hardly had time to miss ya.\u201d Joe laughed giving his brother a playful punch in the stomach and then ruffling his hair as though Adam were the younger brother all of age 10.<\/p>\n Hester and Mary Ann came next offering their cheeks to be kissed and kissing him in turn before sweeping into the house to embrace Olivia and ask about the journey. The infants had been carried in with their mothers while Hannah trailed in hanging onto Hester\u2019s skirts but upon seeing her Uncle Adam again she raised her arms up and smiled so charmingly that he could do nothing else but swing her up into his arms and hug her close.<\/p>\n It always delighted Cheng Ho Lee to prepare and cook for these family gatherings. On the Ponderosa good food and hearty meals were expected, enjoyed and provided by Hop Sing, Bridie O\u2019Flannery and now Cheng Ho Lee and each cooked to their own specific preferments. Now the table was being laden with good things and the glassware shone and the silver cutlery gleamed. Cheng Ho Lee beamed with pleasure as the family seated themselves ready to partake of his culinary delights. Only Reuben looked miserable as he kept casting covetous eyes over at the packages and parcels heaped beside his father\u2019s case and valise. Dimitri Doestov was told about the four men leaving the ship hours after they had gone. For some moments he sat very still with his face frozen into a mask where not even his eyelids flickered and then slowly he rose to his feet and without stopping to even pick up his cigarettes he made his way to Lebedev\u2019s suite.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat do you want?\u201d the Count raised red rimmed eyes to his visitor and then shrugged \u201cYou want to know why we are still here?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou told us last evening why we are still here, Your Excellency. What I want to know is where have you sent those men.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMen? What men?\u201d Lebedev\u2019s brow furrowed and he rubbed his temples in small circular movements of his fingers, \u201cAh, those four men?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, those four men you saw in your cabin when Milyutin and I were here.\u201d<\/p>\n Lebedev shrugged and stood up to reach for a jacket that was hanging near to hand, he pulled it on slowly before looking at Doestov again \u201cStill here, Dimitri?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou haven\u2019t answered my question yet.\u201d Doestov replied leaning against the wall of the cabin and staring at the younger man as though he were looking at something that had crawled from under a stone.<\/p>\n Lebedev shrugged \u201cIt\u2019s no concern of yours. Those men are under my orders, not Gorchakov nor yours.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI know one of those men, Vlad, I know him from some years ago when he and I were saved from the sea and then allowed to return home. I know that he was one of the men who was with your brother \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n Lebedev raised an imperious hand in order to silence his companion from saying anything more, and Dimitri closed his mouth with a suddenness rather like a steel trap, he narrowed his eyes and nodded then in a quiet dismissive tone of voice he said \u201cYou are a fool, Vlad.\u201d<\/p>\n He had slipped out of the room and closed the door before Lebedev had managed to reach the crystal decanter but he heard it shatter against the wood panelling and the door shook from the force of its weight. Lebedev\u2019s curses followed Dimitri Doestov down the corridor to his cabin. Once inside he hastily gathered some of his personal belongings, bade farewell to Milyutin and made his way to the upper deck of the ship.<\/p>\n He was on American soil by the time Lebedev had reached the bridge with several of his personal guard, all armed and looking for the man who had dared to challenge the Count\u2019s authority. From behind several massive metal storage cases on the wharf side Dimitri watched as the armed men paced along the length of the ships deck in the hope of finding him and until they eventually gave up the search. He shook his head, \u201cFool!\u201d he hissed and spat derisively upon the ground before picking up his bag and making a silent but swift departure.<\/p>\n Chapter 10<\/p>\n Oh how hard to be a little boy trying to be patient while the grown ups ate and drank and talked. How hard to keep still and not fidget or cast covetous eyes over at the bundles and packages piled at the far wall of the room. Occasionally he couldn\u2019t help a little sigh slip through his lips or a meaningful look steal up towards his Pa who seemed to be totally ignorant to the point of being uncaring about just how hard it was for little boys to keep still when presents were close by.<\/p>\n Finally the plates were cleared away, glasses refilled or coffee cups replenished and Aunt Hester took Helen away to be fed while Hannah and Sofia sat obediently at the table smiling at one another while Rosie and David sat together looking very grown up. In his basket Daniel slept snug and warm, totally oblivious of what life was going to be like for him in a few more years time.<\/p>\n Reuben looked appealingly around the room and caught Hoss\u2019 eye, his Uncle winked at him and nodded but that was all. Couldn\u2019t even Uncle Hoss remember what it was like to be a little boy, Reuben sighed, he had to remind himself that Uncle Hoss was old after all, and probably had forgotten. Next he caught Uncle Joe\u2019s eye and put on his best begging big eyed look which seemed to confuse his Uncle who pulled a face and mouthed \u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n Adam glanced over at Joe who tried to pull his face into features resembling a man attentive to the conversation around him rather than grimacing at his nephew. Adam then turned to Reuben, frowned and asked him if he had finished eating to which Reuben said that he had in such a voice as to sound as though he were either suffering from indigestion or really longing for more.<\/p>\n Adam looked over at his wife who gave him a small smile before looking at Hannah and Sofia, those two paragons of good behaviour at the table, and gave them a word of commendation for being so well mannered. Hester returned and placed Helen upon blankets in the big chair and it was then that Adam turned to Reuben<\/p>\n \u201cWell, now, son, are you ready to help me ?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh yes, Pa.\u201d Reuben bounced off his chair and then paused, there was something about the way Adam stood up and moved from his chair that made the boy suspicious. Had his Pa really wanted help with the presents, or was it to bring in more wood or \u2026 he looked furtively over at his mother who was whispering something to Ann.<\/p>\n Adam cleared his throat and everyone became silent and turned their attention to him \u201cAs you know my last trip was to London and Oxford in England\u2026\u201d they laughed at that, everyone knew where London and Oxford was but once the laughter had trickled away Adam nodded and placed a hand elegantly upon his chest as though he were an orator about to pour forth a sermon \u201cWhile I was there I couldn\u2019t resist the chance to get you all something – so Reuben is going to help me hand out the presents, aren\u2019t you, Reuben?\u201d<\/p>\n Inwardly Reuben said \u2018whoopee\u2019 but he just smiled and nodded politely at his father before following him to the pile of packages. Now here Adam spent a few moments hemming and hawing, and wondering about this shape parcel and that size package before handing one to his son \u201cThat is for your aunt Hester\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n Back and forth went the little boy, carrying a gift to everyone, there was even something for baby Helen Hope who surely wouldn\u2019t appreciate it, and there were gifts for Hop Sing, Cheng Ho Lee and \u2018Flannel\u2019 which were to be taken to them although Reuben had to carry Cheng Ho Lee\u2019s into the kitchen.<\/p>\n Paper was torn off and exclamations of delight and surprise and appreciation uttered. The girls squealed in delight at their new toys, David clambered down from his chair to play with his whip and top right away and ran laughing around the furniture as the top spun and wobbled along the floor. Finally Adam placed a large package in Rueben\u2019s arms and smiled, \u201cThis is for you, son. I hope you like it. Thank you for helping me give out the gifts for everyone.\u201d<\/p>\n Reuben swallowed hard, he had been getting angrier and angrier until in the end he felt he would burst with disappointment as gift after gift had to be carried over to someone else. Now the anger dispersed like a soap bubble and he hugged his Pa tightly before picking up the parcel and hurrying off to open the paper to see what was inside.<\/p>\n It was later when they were together in the privacy of Reuben\u2019s bedroom that Adam asked his son if he had understood why he had had to wait until last for his gift. The boy wasn\u2019t sure enough of his answer to reply so just shook his head while his eyes stole over to the gleaming red and black train engine. Adam smiled slowly and ruffled the boys hair \u201cIt was to teach you to be patient, and to be generous. There\u2019s more pleasure in giving than receiving, son.\u201d \u201cPa, you didn\u2019t have a gift though.\u201d he said quietly and put out his hand which he rested upon his fathers, \u201cDidn\u2019t you want one?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell, I had a lot of gifts come my way today, Reuben.\u201d Adam replied slowly, \u201cI got home safely with my family, we ate well, we had a good time – didn\u2019t we?\u201d the boy nodded in response to that question, \u201cAnd I saw how happy everyone was with their gift. Gran\u2019pa will smoke that new pipe when he gets home, and Uncle Hoss will show off his new vest at the next dance while Aunt Hester will make a pretty dress from the silk material. What do you think Ma thought of her present?\u201d<\/p>\n Reuben laughed, that was easy because Ma\u2019s eyes had filled with tears at the sight of it although it was such a cheap and simple little thing, just a glass dome with a little house that looked just like theirs inside, and when she shook it snow came tumbling about it. \u201cMa liked it a whole lot.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cShe did, even more than that emerald brooch I got her a while back along.\u201d Adam laughed and rose to his feet, \u201cWell, good night, son.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cGood night, Pa.\u201d Reuben whispered and glanced over at the steam engine then said \u201cPa?\u201d<\/p>\n Adam paused and turned, \u201cThank you, Pa. Thank you for my present.\u201d the boy sighed contentedly, \u201cI do love you, Pa. You\u2019re the best Pa in all the world.\u201d<\/p>\n The corners of Adam\u2019s smile twitched a little, he nodded and said nothing more but slowly closed the door. As he crossed the landing he remembered the number of times he had said the same thing to his own father, and for some reason he had to pause on the stairs to swallow the lump in his throat.<\/p>\n Olivia was knitting, carefully counting along the stitches and then smiling up at him as he stopped at the bureau to pick up the letters that had remained there , unopened, since they had returned. He sat opposite her in the other big chair and slowly opened them, one by one, reading them and putting them back down. One was post marked Paris, France and was in familiar handwriting<\/p>\n \u201cI think this is from Daniel O\u2019Brien\u201d he said quietly, \u201cFrom Paris?\u201d<\/p>\n The letter was a pleasant few pages of news from Daniel, relating that he was now a civilian having had his resignation accepted and joining Maria in France. He told Adam of his future plans to study law and that it was his intention to do so as soon as they returned from France., he expressed his dismay at Grant\u2019s loss of the Presidency, although he had anticipated it, and that he had heard news that Alexei Lebedevs brother was anticipating a visit to America to put forward Russian interests in Alaska. \u201cI fear for you, Adam.\u201d Daniel wrote, \u201cas rumour has it that he is quite mad at you, and determined to avenge his brother\u2019s death. However he is travelling with a party of Russian diplomats who, I am sure, will set him on the right path. If anyone were to be punished for such a mans death it would be myself, for I well know that it was my bullet that killed him.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam cleared his throat and folded the letter away. Another letter with familiar writing and this one he opened anxiously and with a glance over at his wife who was looking over at him with anxious eyes. He smiled at her and then began to read the letter from Grant.<\/p>\n It was not a long letter but within its contents the former President wrote \u201cI hear that Gorchakov has shown new interest in the matter of Alaska and Pestchouroff\u2019s papers. It may well be true that Pestchouroff concealed the facts of the gold and other minerals in that territory from the Czar and his Chancellor but even so this means the man is determined to make trouble for us. I have also heard, Adam, and take this as a warning, that you have been mentioned in despatches to the Chancellor as having meddled too often in Russian affairs\u2026in the Kurils as well as in Egypt. I believe that the affair of the Baltimore and the Khedive did not go down well with them. I wouldn\u2019t be surprised if Lebedev, who has even more venom running through his veins than his brother, will be sent as their means to get revenge upon you, or if not revenge, some form of retaliation.<\/p>\n I know you have done nothing that has not been done under my auspices. I know that all you have done or not done that involved Russian politics was due to my orders. I am limited as to what I can do now, but as a private citizen I shall do whatever it is in my power to help you. Whether it is just gleaning information or more\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n Adam re-read the letter through and then folded it neatly back into its envelope. He scratched his nose and for a moment stared into space as he thought over the contents of the letters and then glanced over at his wife. She looked up at him then and smiled, such a look of love and confidence in him that he lost the courage to speak, to say anything about what the letters had said. He stood up and walked across the room to take his seat beside her, and placed his hand upon her thigh, so that she didn\u2019t have to stop knitting. For a while he watched her and was reminded of Inger who had knitted little garments for the baby she had never seen grow to childhood. \u201cWhat are you knitting?\u201d<\/p>\n She smiled \u201cA \u2018polka\u2019, a loose jacket for Sofia. It\u2019s almost the last of the wool Margarita sent me.\u201d she sighed and set the garment down upon her lap, \u201cWere your letters – alright?\u201d<\/p>\n The pause before the last word indicated that she must have seen something on his face as he had read them, and once again he was reminded of just how astute a wife he had married. He smiled and leaned over to kiss her cheek \u201cA letter from Daniel and Grant\u2026 both telling me that the Russians were not happy with me and that there could be a bit of trouble from them.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhich is why Mr Fish wanted you here, instead of staying in San Francisco?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, that\u2019s right.\u201d he smiled at her again and looked at the garment in her lap, pink and green ribbing, it would look nice on the child. He looked at Olivia and knew that it was now wiser to say no more, the sea green eyes were greener than usual, which indicated her own concerns for his safety.<\/p>\n Chapter 11<\/p>\n Life settled into its usual routine on the Ponderosa . Morning chores were followed for Adam by riding to the Ponderosa\u2019s main house to discuss what to do for the day or to work on the list of things to do from Ben. Sometime during the discussion Joe would have joined them and then either the three of them would take themselves off or Ben would actually ride along with them.<\/p>\n The weather grew colder and the leaves of the trees had all fallen, only the stately pines and spruce remained as dark shadows against the rocks and boulders of the mountains. Streams ran crystal clear and freezing cold from the gathering snows in the higher ground, and the skies despite their blueness showed a colder sun.<\/p>\n At the end of each day they would each ride home only to separate where the track to the Ponderosa now forked into three different directions, first to Adams home and then Joes before taking the turning to the main house.. As Adam would unsaddle his horse and groom him he would smile a little as he thought of Joe doing the selfsame task in his own stable and Hoss in the familiar old stable of their old home. Ben was not the only one to wax nostalgic over the past and dwell upon fond memories.<\/p>\n The October box social was an annual event to which the Cartwrights never failed to attend weather and health permitting. An opportunity for everyone to meet together and see the changes that had taken place since the summer fete.<\/p>\n Hester showed some reluctance to attend as baby Helen had developed a cough and although Hoss tried to reassure her that Hop Sing would be on hand to tend to her he finally succumbed to her anxieties and agreed that it would be better for her to remain home.<\/p>\n \u201cThat doesn\u2019t mean you have to stay with me, Hoss. You\u2019ve been so busy these past few months you deserve to have some relaxation and fun.\u201d<\/p>\n Hoss shook his head and sat down in the big leather chair \u201cNo, Hester, I can\u2019t go without you. It jest ain\u2019t fun without you there.\u201d he glanced over to the fire and smiled absent mindedly \u201cIt\u2019ll be good to be here with my three girls.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019d go, really I would, Hoss, if it weren\u2019t for this wretched cough Hope has got. What if anything happened while we were there \u2018having fun\u2019?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSweetheart,\u201d Hoss leaned forward and took hold of her hand which he nursed within his own, he reached out with his other hand and stroked back her curls \u201cNow stop that fretting, there ain\u2019t nothing going to happen to our little baby. We\u2019ll just stay put right here and enjoy being together, ain\u2019t that right?\u201d<\/p>\n Rather anxiously Hester nodded, sighed and glanced up at the stairs as Ben began to descend them, he was fidgeting with his tie and scowling but smiled when he looked down at them both from the half landing \u201cNot ready yet?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWe ain\u2019t going, Pa. Thought it best to stay here.\u201d Hoss replied with a half smile and anxious blue eyes and Ben nodded \u201cYou\u2019re right, you should stay with your children.\u201d<\/p>\n Hester got up and walked towards him with a smile, she tidied up his tie and smoothed down the lapels of his best jacket \u201cYou\u2019ll be the handsomest man there, Pa.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cFlatterer,\u201d Ben laughed, and kissed her cheek, \u201cI\u2019m curious to see this lady friend of Roys I keep hearing about, I hear tell she\u2019s a mighty pretty woman.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSo I\u2019ve been told, I\u2019ve not seen her yet.\u201d Hester said and handed him his hat, \u201cPa, make sure you don\u2019t get cold there\u2019s a chill wind out there, and don\u2019t eat that pie Mrs Jenkins always makes with the chilli sauce it upsets your stomach.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI know, but the pastry makes it almost worth while.\u201d Ben laughed and after buckling his gun belt he took his hat, then his outer coat, \u201cIt\u2019ll be good to see everyone again, I\u2019ve not been in town since we got back from \u2019Frisco.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThen enjoy yourself and we\u2019ll see you in the morning.\u201d she leaned forward and kissed his cheek, while he pinched hers gently and then kissed her nose, \u201cG\u2019night then, Hoss, Hester. \u201c<\/p>\n He sighed as he crossed the yard his long legs striding towards the stable where he had his horse Cinnamon waiting ready saddled for him. The night air was cool, the stars very bright with little cloud. As he put his horse into a smart canter it crossed his mind that there could be an early frost before morning.<\/p>\n Joe and Mary Ann were in the two seater buggy at the junction where the track to their home divided away from the main house. In the trunk were baskets laden with the goodies that Mrs O\u2019Flannery and Mary Ann had prepared to add to the feast. Upon seeing Ben riding up towards them Joe flicked the reins for the pair of evenly matched horses to get moving on along the track, with Ben riding alongside them.<\/p>\n \u201cWhere\u2019s Hoss and Hester?\u201d Mary Ann asked and after Ben had explained she nodded and admitted that Helen Hope\u2019s cough had been worrying.<\/p>\n They rode on in pleasant silence until they reached the bend in the track that would lead them to Adam and Olivia\u2019s house and here they had to wait a few moments until the two seater was seen approaching them from the house. Once again the question about Hoss and Hester was put forward and answered before the buggy lined up behind Joe and Mary Ann and they went in formation along the track to where it forked to the main road to town.<\/p>\n Olivia tucked her arm more firmly through that of her husbands and looked up at him with a smile. The light had not yet faded so much that she couldn\u2019t see his features quite clearly, from the way his eyebrows were formed, to the scar upon his cheek bone, to that on his upper lip, the firmness of his jawbone and chin. As though aware of her observation his lips moved into a smile of his own and he glanced down at her \u201cThere\u2019s nothing new for you to look at, darling, not that I\u2019m aware of anyway.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI know.\u201d she laughed, \u201cI just love to look at you, don\u2019t forget I\u2019ve missed out on looking at you for all those weeks and I want to make up for it now.\u201d<\/p>\n He laughed and lowered his head so that he could kiss her, \u201cDon\u2019t forget, not too much dancing tonight -.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHm-mm.\u201d she smoothed out her skirts and he could feel the motion of her head as she nodded \u201cSofia was so sweet tonight when she said good night, she said you were like Prince Charming.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIn which case what does that make you?\u201d he teased and she laughed then and said if he didn\u2019t know then she wouldn\u2019t tell him.<\/p>\n Listening to their banter and laughter made Ben smile as his horse trotted beside one buggy and then the other, adding his comment here and then another comment there. By the time they were making their way to the Town Hall in Virginia City he was feeling more than well blessed. Candy and Ann Canady were already there and greeted them with the warmth one expected from such good friends. Ann expressed concern about her cousins\u2019 baby having such a bad cough and asked Mary Ann if little Daniel had shown any sign of it to which Mary Ann said that he had not and was, of course, perfect.<\/p>\n Adam watched as the women grouped together to chatter and had his head to one side while deep in thought when his father came and stood beside him \u201cAre you going to stand there all day looking like Mrs Hawkins parrot or are you coming in to have a drink?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSure, Pa, although you realise the punch here is never as good as the brew you create. \u201c<\/p>\n \u201cI know, mores the pity. You know I got that recipe from your grandfather, the old pirate. Here you are\u2026\u201d he passed the glass to his son and nodded with a smile \u201cWell, Adam, it\u2019s good to have you back home.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI agree, it\u2019s good to be back.\u201d Adam sipped the punch and grimaced, \u201cTastes like Hoss\u2019 old socks.\u201d<\/p>\n Ben laughed and then turned to look at the assembled townsfolk before looking over at Candy and Joe in deep conversation \u201cI guarantee they\u2019ll be discussing that black horse of Joes\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cShould be saddle broke by now.\u201d Adam murmured, \u201cWhat\u2019s he taking his time over it for?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cClaims that he wants the horse to keep its spirit without wanting to run off like Jupiter did.\u201d Ben grinned and sipped his drink.<\/p>\n \u201cHmm, Jupiter didn\u2019t run off, I let him go back to the wild, where he belonged.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cJoe doesn\u2019t want Saturn returning to the wild.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThat\u2019s pretty obvious.\u201d Adam sighed and shrugged, \u201cWell, Pa, how\u2019s it feel being the grandfather of so many children now, huh?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell, I guess much the same as it must feel for you being the father of so many\u2026!\u201d Ben quipped in return and raised one dark eyebrow as his lips twitched into a smile.<\/p>\n Adam didn\u2019t reply to that he merely turned to watch as his wife walked towards him with that smile on her face that he had missed so much for so long. He held out his hand to take hers and drew her closer \u201cDid I tell you that you looked beautiful tonight?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou did, sir.\u201d she replied and then glanced over at the couples dancing, \u201cI thought Marcy and Luke would come tonight, but I don\u2019t see them here at all.\u201d<\/p>\n Mrs Derwent Jessop was passing them and paused, \u201cMrs Cartwright?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes? Oh, good evening, Mrs Jessop, I\u2019m sorry I didn\u2019t see you.\u201d Olivia gave Kate Jessup one of her warmest smiles, \u201cHave you seen Marcy lately?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI saw her this morning but Luke has been away in Carson City for a few days. He wasn\u2019t expected back home until Monday.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh, I didn\u2019t know, \u201c Olivia sighed with disappointment, \u201cIt seems such a while since I saw Marcy and Luke.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThey talk about you all the time, \u201c Kate Jessop said with a genuinely kind smile \u201cI know she was disappointed not to have come.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam who was listening to the conversation touched his wife\u2019s elbow \u201cWe\u2019ll ride over and visit her tomorrow, sweetheart.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh, yes, can we?\u201d Olivia smiled up at him and when he nodded she looked back at Kate \u201cThank you, Mrs Jessop.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh, I\u2019d like it if you would call me Kate.\u201d came the reply and she was about to say something else when her husband came and joined them, and being told how Olivia had enquired about Luke and Marcy he nodded, \u201cLuke heard about a bull for sale -.\u201d<\/p>\n Ben frowned \u201cA bull for sale? Not that prize bull of Jonas Mayhews?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThe very same,\u201d Derwent said and smiled, \u201cLuke was hoping that he would be able to get it for a decent price.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMayhew never sells anything for a decent price.\u201d Ben observed and shook his head, \u201cTake it from someone who knows\u2026 from experience.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cPainful experience.\u201d Adam added with a grin and then looking at his wife \u201cWould you care for this dance, Mrs. Cartwright?\u201d<\/p>\n How gently he led her into the dance which was a slow waltz, his hand on the base of her spine with the lightest of touch. The Jessops and Ben watched them for a while before Derwent took Kate in to join with them, passing Joe and Mary Ann who acknowledged them with a smile and a wink.<\/p>\n Ben was smiling and thinking how beautiful his daughters in law were when he heard a gruff \u2019Herrr-ummm\u2019 in his ear and turning found himself face to face with Roy Coffee. \u201cWell, Roy, good to see you here.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHuh, wal, dunno about that but had to come.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHad to?\u201d Ben frowned, \u201cHad to, Roy?\u201d he raised a questioning eyebrow and smiled.<\/p>\n Roy inclined his head towards a woman who was standing talking to the Mayor\u2019s wife, \u201cYeah, didn\u2019t have much choice in the matter. You know, Ben, I\u2019m thinking of asking for my badge back.\u201d<\/p>\n Ben gave his old friend a quizzical smile, one he hoped conveyed sympathy along with curiosity. Roy seldom attended these social functions as a partaker of events, usually he would just come to check that everything was proceeding peaceably and that the men had left their hardware behind and then had disappeared again. Now he looked like a man who had lost his way, turning to his friend to provide the way out.<\/p>\n \u201cWho is she, Roy? You know, I\u2019ve been hearing rumours in town about you and a certain lady friend, so is this – she?\u201d<\/p>\n Ben\u2019s eyes were twinkling as he asked the question and watched his friends face redden, Roy shook his head and scratched the back of his neck \u201cFact is, I don\u2019t know where this dang fangled story came from, but it weren\u2019t from me you can be sure of that fact for a start.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou do know the story I\u2019m referring to, Roy?\u201d Ben grinned and glanced over at Joe and Adam who were returning to the table with their wives clinging to their arms. \u201cAdam, Joe – Roy is trying to assure me that there is no truth in the rumour that he is about to get married.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDang blast it\u2026is that what the rumour is?\u201d Roy exploded, his blue eyes widened to such an extent that Joe burst out laughing which he quelled instantly as Roy turned his glare at him \u201cIf\u2019n I thought for a moment that you had anything to do with this, Joe Cartwright \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMe? I don\u2019t know what you\u2019re talking about.\u201d Joe protested almost choking now and grabbing a glass of the punch out of Mary Ann\u2019s hand.<\/p>\n \u201cAbout this here rumour -\u201d Roy stammered and then blushed red as the lady who was the centre of the rumour appeared before them all \u201cEr – \u201c<\/p>\n \u201cLan\u2019sakes, Roy Coffee, is that all you can say – er -\u201d said the lady in question with a light laugh \u201cJust when I get here to be introduced to your friends and all you can say is \u2018er\u2019\u201d<\/p>\n Roy cleared his throat \u201cSorry, Rachel, got a frog in my throat that\u2019s what it is\u2026\u201d he coughed and looked at his \u2018friends\u2019 who were staring at the lady with fixed smiles on their faces waiting to be introduced. \u201cRachel, this is my friend Ben Cartwright of the Ponderosa and his sons, Adam – Joe – Cartwright, and their wives, Mrs Olivia and Mrs Mary Ann Cartwright.\u201d<\/p>\n There was a slight hiatus, Mary Ann giggled but then they all started to say \u201cHello \u201c \u201cHow do you do\u201d very politely, and Ben took hold of Rachel whoever else she was by the hand and bowed graciously over it \u201cGood evening, Rachel \u2026 a pleasure to meet you.\u201d<\/p>\n She laughed again and shook her head \u201cOh, I\u2019ve been hearing such high praises about you, Mr. Ben Cartwright of the Ponderosa.\u201d she tapped him on the jacket with her fan and then looked at Adam and Joe \u201cNow which one of you is the one who is a seaman, let me see if I can guess -\u201d<\/p>\n Adam and Olivia exchanged smiles with twinkling eyes while Joe grinned and winked at Mary Ann and when Rachel pointed to Adam and said \u201cYou must be the seaman, you look the sort who would be\u2026\u201d they laughed and while Adam led his wife into another dance with a murmured \u201cI wonder what it means to sort of look as though I should be a seaman?\u201d Joe was left to fill a glass for Roy\u2019s lady friend, and hand it to her with a fixed smile on his face.<\/p>\n She must have been a great beauty in her day, and certainly remained very attractive now with her auburn hair and dark eyes, heart shaped face and wide generous smile. She was if medium height with a pleasing figure and if her dress for the evening was anything to judge by had excellent taste in grooming.<\/p>\n Mary Ann nudged Joe and with a smile they begged their excuses in order to drift into the dancing. Roy rocked back and forth on his heels with pursed lips and his hands behind his back staring up at the ceiling while Ben and Rachel stood at the table with their glasses of punch in their hands. Ben raised his eyebrows and with a smile asked Rachel if she had known Roy long which elicited a snort from Roy and a laugh from Rachel, \u201cOh yes, I\u2019ve known Roy for a very long time, all my life in fact.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cReally?\u201d Ben frowned and glanced at her again, then at Roy, \u201cHe\u2019s not mentioned knowing such an attractive lady to us before. Roy, what do you have to say for yourself, you old rogue?\u201d<\/p>\n Roy shook his head \u201cWhat\u2019d you mean? Rachel here ain\u2019t no one special, she\u2019s my sister.\u201d seeing the surprise on Ben\u2019s face and the raised eyebrows on Rachels, he cleared his throat \u201cI mean \u2026she is special but \u2026being as she is my sister, I never felt the need to talk about her before and it \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh hush now, Roy, there\u2019s no need to go on so.\u201d Rachel said, and shook her head, \u201cI happen to be his baby sister. Roy was the middle of five of us, two elder brothers and two younger sisters.\u201d she slipped her arm through Bens and smiled up at him \u201cHe was always the shy one.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI can believe that.\u201d Ben nodded and grinned over at Roy who was shaking his head and frowning at her as though he would rather she said no more.<\/p>\n \u201cI came to join him here when he wrote to say he was definitely retiring. \u201c she accepted something to eat and thanked Ben graciously as he led her to some chairs upon which they sat down. Roy remained standing by the table as though he felt safer there out of ear shot.<\/p>\n \u201cWe were all led to think he was courting, that you were his future intended?\u201d Ben said with a chuckle in his voice.<\/p>\n \u201cI think some ladies of the Temperance Society got that impression from something that Roy said. \u201c she frowned, \u201cI didn\u2019t bother to correct them as they seemed so determined to believe it themselves.\u201d<\/p>\n Ben nodded, that was so true of Widow Hawkins, nothing if not determined. Roy sauntered towards them and lowered his head to whisper something in her ear which caused her to look at him anxiously \u201cAre you sure? What? Now?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, reckon I\u2019ve had enough of these shenanigans\u201d Roy muttered and then looked with a frown at Ben \u201cDo you think you could do me a favour, Ben, and make sure that my little sister gets home safely before mid night?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cEr – certainly, if you wish.\u201d Ben replied and smiled at Rachel \u201cIf that is alright with you, Miss – Mrs – Rachel.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019s fine with me, and do call me Rachel. My full name is Rachel Jane Darrow, but as Roy saw fitting to forget to tell you that I would be more than pleased if you continued to call me Rachel.\u201d she looked at her brother fondly \u201cWhy not stay just a little longer, dear?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNope, that thar music is making my head ache and won\u2019t be long now before someone\u2019s going to ask me to dance which will set off my bunions.\u201d Roy muttered, \u201cSee you soon, Ben, and thanks.\u201d<\/p>\n Rachel stood up and kissed Roy\u2019s cheek which made the old sheriff blush redder than ever as he hurriedly made his way from the dance room. She watched him go and then resumed her seat, \u201cHe\u2019s been a lonely man since Mary died. I knew he would go to pieces once he retired, that job was his life.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, we all realised that, we never thought he would actually ever retire.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe had to in the end, Mr Cartwright, his eyesight is so poor now, and he isn\u2019t as strong as he once was, well, you would know that anyway being such a close friend of his.\u201d<\/p>\n Ben nodded, things he had noticed about Roy over the past year or so had never been discussed between the two friends but yes, he had noticed. He looked over at the dancing couples, smiled fondly at the sight of his sons and their wives dancing before asking Rachel if she had any children of her own \u201cNo, not now.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh, I\u2019m sorry \u2026\u201d he bowed his head and sighed, \u201cWith Roy not having mentioned you before, I rather thought – I mean – we know nothing at all about you and -.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI understand, it\u2019s alright, Roy wouldn\u2019t want to discuss such things anyway. During the war between the states we were on different sides you see. I went along with my husband and Roy, well, he kept to whichever side he chose at the time. My husband was killed at the first battle of Bull Run in July 1861. Then my son Henry was killed at Shiloh the following year, and Jonathan died at Gettysburg in \u201863. \u201c she paused then and drew in her breath, before slowly releasing it. \u201cWell, that was all the family I had really, Mr. Cartwright. My sons were too young to marry but old enough to die for the cause.\u201d<\/p>\n Ben swallowed and nodded before turning his head to look again at the dancing. He felt at a loss as to what to say and annoyed at himself for being so. He cleared his throat finally and turned to her \u201cI\u2019m truly sorry for your losses, Rachel. It was a cruel time.\u201d<\/p>\n She sighed and then looked at him before nodding and seeming to be at a loss for words. \u201cEr – Roy never spoke about his affiliations to us. It\u2019s a subject that here in Virginia City we tried to avoid as much as possible.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYour gold and silver went into the Union war chest I believe\u2026\u201d she said with a shrewdness that sounded harsh against the background of music and dancing.<\/p>\n \u201cI believe quite some reached the Confederate cause also.\u201d he replied gently.<\/p>\n Before she could say anything more Widow Hawkins emerged from behind some curtains looking rather red faced and bemused, she smiled at them both and nodded cheerily \u201cWhy, Mrs Darrow, has Roy gone already?\u201d she chirruped.<\/p>\n \u201cYes, he has always disliked social events.\u201d Rachel replied with a faint smile as she rose to her feet to speak to the other woman leaving Ben now free to slip away with a slight bow and resume his position at the table where he was soon joined by Candy and Ann and the rest of his family.<\/p>\n The hours of dancing and pleasant company swiftly passed for some, and not so swiftly for others. By the time it was obvious the evening was winding down Ben went in search of Mrs Darrow only to be told by Bob Moffatt that she had left a message for him to say that she was leaving early. Upon enquiry Ben discovered she had left close to ten o\u2019clock, escorted home by several ladies who were \u2019going her way.\u2019 It left Ben feeling uncomfortable and ill at ease knowing he had not fulfilled his promise to his old friend, Roy, or fulfilled his obligations to the lady, Mrs Darrow.<\/p>\n Chapter 12.<\/p>\n Hester went round eyed when Ben told her and Hoss about Roy\u2019s lady friend. He had arrived home from town just as Hoss and Hester had finished eating breakfast and after assuring them that he had eaten in town before leaving to return home he said, with twinkling eyes \u201cI met Roy\u2019s lady friend last night. You\u2019re right, she is a real nice looking woman.\u201d<\/p>\n Hester had agreed that she had heard just exactly that, so what had Ben thought of her? Were the rumours true? When were they getting married? How Hoss had laughed when Ben had answered all the questions and how Hester laughed along with them at their folly in believing such gossip about Roy.<\/p>\n \u201cI should have known he wouldn\u2019t exchange his badge for a wedding ring.\u201d she giggled, wiping her eyes now with her apron.<\/p>\n \u201cSo\u2019s she\u2019s really his sister?\u201d Hoss mused and sat down on the corner of the settee, \u201cIs she pretty though?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cLike I told you already, she\u2019s – er – yes, very pretty. I could imagine that when she was younger she was quite a beauty.\u201d Ben smiled and poured out coffee for himself.<\/p>\n \u201cSo why hasn\u2019t Roy ever mentioned her at all?\u201d Hoss now asked as he watched Ben drinking from the familiar old chinaware, \u201cI can\u2019t recall him ever saying anything about a sister.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI think there was an estrangement between them because they shared different opinions about the war, and, I guess, with the losses she suffered she may have borne a grudge against Roy.\u201d he looked over the rim of his cup,\u201dI\u2019m just speculating on the basis of what she told me. Her husband and sons died during the war.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI never heard Roy mention anything about the war either.\u201d Hoss said rubbing the palms of his hands against his knees, \u201cHe would just clam up tight as a drum if the subject came up. I don\u2019t even know if he took any side or not.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell, if he did I have a feeling it was the one opposite to hers, and with her losses \u2026\u201d Ben sighed, and glanced at Hester who was looking very sombre, \u201cAre you alright, Hester?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, thank you, Ben, but I was just thinking how hard it must have been for her. Having lost my own husband \u2026\u201d she glanced at Hoss who nodded sympathetically and reached out for her hand, \u201cWell, at least I was young enough to start again but she was obviously not if she lost two sons as well.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cToo many died \u2026\u201d Ben said quietly, and then he set down his cup \u201cHow\u2019s Helen today? \u201c<\/p>\n Grateful for the change of subject Hester replied that the baby was much better and Hoss laughed and said that it was about time they settled on just what they were going to call the child, was it Hope or Helen? Hoss poured out more coffee and his face become a little more sombre as he asked his father if the sheriff had put in an appearance at all.<\/p>\n \u201cThe sheriff? You mean, Armitage?\u201d Ben frowned as Hoss nodded, \u201cWhy\u2019d you ask, any particular reason?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWal, jest that the man gives me an itch. I don\u2019t much like him, Pa.\u201d Hoss glanced at Hest er and shrugged, \u201cReckon that ain\u2019t very fair of me seeing as I don\u2019t rightly know him well at all, but he just don\u2019t match up to Roy or Clem.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell, Clem seems happy enough to remain the deputy sheriff here under Armitage\u2019s authority, Hoss.\u201d Ben gently reminded him and put down his cup, \u201cCome to think of it, no \u2026 he didn\u2019t come to the dance hall last night. I didn\u2019t see him, anyway.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWas Clem there?\u201d Hoss leaned forward \u201cOr Dodds?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, but I\u2019m sure that had there been any trouble then they would have been there immediately. Now then, stop your worrying, Hoss, and let\u2019s get ourselves started, there\u2019s work to be done and it won\u2019t get done the longer we sit here.\u201d<\/p>\n They were still chuckling over this comment and rising from the table when there was a knock on the door and Candy stepped inside, followed by Joe.<\/p>\n \u201cYou\u2019re both early, thought we\u2019d have to haul you outa bed, Joe.\u201d Ben chuckled and nodded at Candy who had removed his hat and was standing there with a smile on his bronzed face.<\/p>\n \u201cYou told them about Roy\u2019s sister yet, Pa?\u201d Joe grinned, his eyes twinkling mischievously.<\/p>\n \u201cI have indeed.\u201d Ben replied and nodded over to the coffee pot \u201cEither of you want some coffee?\u201d<\/p>\n Niether did so and after waiting some moments for Hoss to get ready the four men took their leave of Hester and left the house. Hoss immediately asked about Adam to be told that he was taking Olivia to visit Marcy, and then Candy volunteered the information that his horse had cast a shoe on the way to the Ponderosa so he\u2019d been forced to stop at Adams place. As a result he had the loan of Sport until his horse had been given the necessary attention.<\/p>\n \u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n Marcy was more than happy to welcome her dear friends to her home. What a different Marcy this was to the timid little house maid Adam had first met nearly two years previously. Marcy Dent was now a stronger looking young woman with a proud head and smiling eyes. The love of her husband had endowed her with a confidence that would have taken years to mature had Luke not taken her to wed. She greeted both Adam and Marcy, with Sofia, with hugs and kisses all the while leading them into the little parlour that had at one time belonged to Olivia.<\/p>\n She affirmed that Luke had been away on business to see about buying a bull. A stud bull she had been told. While conversation soon veered to topics that Adam had no interest in he excused himself and went for a walk out side, followed closely by Sofia who held his hand tightly in her own.<\/p>\n They walked to the orchard where he lifted her up so that she could pick an apple from the top most branch of a tree, and then resumed following the little path that had been formed by countless feet having trodden its way clear. Here and there patches of sunlight gleamed in snatches through the boughs and he was listening to Sofia chattering by his side about the new doll and how friendly she was with Clarabelle already when he paused, then stopped, his one hand tightening around hers and the other protectively holding her back and pushing her behind him.<\/p>\n The tall man who emerged from the shadows raised a hand \u201cHo, it is I, Johnny Tall Bear.\u201d he stepped several paces closer so that the light shone upon him, he nodded \u201cAdam Cartwright?\u201d<\/p>\n Adam extended his hand \u201cGood to see you again, Johnny. Is everything alright with you and your people?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAll is well. \u201c the Indian looked down at Sofia and nodded \u201cThe child woman looks more like her mother now.\u201d he observed with a smile and a softening of his features.<\/p>\n \u201cI guess she does at that,\u201d Adam replied before asking Johnny what he was doing here so far from his own village.<\/p>\n \u201cI came because a friend of yours has come to my people and asked me to bring him to your Ponderosa.\u201d he frowned and fell in step with Adam as the white man had turned to walk back to the house, \u201cI came first to make sure that such a visitor would be welcome.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam pursed his lips and narrowed his eyes \u201cAny reason why you would think that he wouldn\u2018t be, Johnny?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe is Cheyenne. He was at the battle that killed Custer.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam drew in his breath and then slowly exhaled, he nodded just the once before saying rather quietly \u201cI see.\u201d<\/p>\n The Indian said nothing after glancing sideways to observe the look on Adam\u2019s face, but apart from concentration on the matter there was no obvious distaste or displeasure there, he waited patiently until Adam asked him the name of this Cheyenne.<\/p>\n \u201cHe is a shaman, Stalking Horse is the name by which you know him.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam nodded \u201cStalking Horse.\u201d he repeated and then sighed before pausing just shy of the house \u201cJohnny, why not come in to the house, Olivia would be more than pleased to see you again.\u201d<\/p>\n Johnny Tall Bear nodded and smiled \u201cI shall be pleased to see her also. It has been a long time since my last sight of her.\u201d<\/p>\n A niggling suspicion that the other man was rather fonder of his wife than he would have liked lingered in the back of Adam\u2019s mind as he pushed open the door, letting Sofia run on ahead to announce the arrival of their visitor. Before following her he turned \u201cTell Stalking Horse that he\u2019s always welcome at the Ponderosa, would you?\u201d<\/p>\n Nodding in the affirmative the Bannock smiled and followed Adam into the room where Olivia was already rising to her feet to welcome her old friend into the Dent\u2019s home, with Marcy smiling by her side and the kitten chasing around their feet. The four men sat together at the table in the Bucket of Blood saloon. They had arrived in the town the previous day and to all intents and purposes were no different to anyone else there. They could all speak good English and the one with the strongest accent knew to speak seldom and as quietly as possible. They were dressed in a style that would suit their environment, whether they would be mistaken as miners or cattlemen made no difference. They simply merged into their surroundings.<\/p>\n Every time the doors swung open the one facing them would glance over to see who had entered while the eyes of the other three looked fixedly at him, awaited a sign before resuming their relaxed posture as they drank their beer.<\/p>\n \u201cHow much longer do we sit here doing nothing but drinking this foul stuff?\u201d one hissed, lowering his head and glancing from left to right and back again<\/p>\n \u201cWe sit as long as it is necessary to do so, my friend.\u201d the man who had been with Alexei Lebedev in Alaska murmured gently, \u201cWe have plenty of time, and plenty of money so just relax.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt eats at my nerves to sit around and do nothing.\u201d the first man replied and drank more of the beer before bringing the glass down onto the table with a thud.<\/p>\n \u201cThen go and do something. Reconnoitre. Take one of the ladies for a walk or upstairs . Go outside and see if there is anything happening out there.\u201d another said with a sly grin at the two other men.<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019ll go and see what is happening outside.\u201d the disgruntled one mumbled and rose to his feet, \u201coh-h, did you see? The table moved.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOf course it moved, you idiot, you\u2019re drunk and knocked into it, now go, before you do something worse.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI feel my legs are weak, I think fresh air will be good for me.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDa, and for us also.\u201d one of his companions laughed.<\/p>\n They watched as he staggered and rolled to the door, pushed it open and disappeared into the street. Sergei Kossoff, the man who was in charge of the assignment, smiled and looked around him at the clientele in the saloon. It was not particularly busy. An elderly man was sweeping around the tables with a birch broom and stopping to talk to the ladies as he passed them, getting a smile from each of them as his reward. Several miners were muttering private things between themselves at a table closer to the gambling room, and some citizens were playing Faro . The bar tender was doing what most did \u2026 polishing glasses and cleaning the counter.<\/p>\n \u201cI don\u2019t like this place,\u201d one of the other men whispered to Sergei, \u201cI think I shall go and join Peter outside.\u201d<\/p>\n Sergei only shrugged and watched him go, he looked over at his now sole companion, a man from Vladivostock who had the strong accent, in Russian he whispered something to him to the equivalent of wishing he had been the only one sent on this mission as the other two were useless.<\/p>\n The man called Peter was leaning against a post that held the porch roof up on the saloon. He was watching as a tall man dressed all in black entered the hardware store on the opposite side of the road. He glanced briefly at his companion, \u201cMan in black went into the store, weren\u2019t we looking for a man in black?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDa. Is right.\u201d came the reply and the two men started to cross the road, before Peter stopped, \u201cYou had better go and tell Sergei.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cTell him what? We don\u2019t know for sure he is our man yet.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cTrue. I shall find out.\u201d<\/p>\n Peter continued on to the other side of the road and stopped in front of the store. He peered through the window where the man in black was talking to a woman inside. A man wearing the badge of an officer of the law approached and gave Peter a sidelong glance which prompted the Russian to ask in his very best English if the sheriff knew if Adam Cartwright were in town.<\/p>\n The sheriff looked up and down the street before nodding \u201cSure, that\u2019s his horse -.\u201d he indicated the big chestnut animal who was nodding at the hitching rail. \u201cShould be anywhere around, probably inside.\u201d he jerked his thumb at the store where he had seen Peter staring into the window, then with a grin and a slight shrug of the shoulders he continued on his way.<\/p>\n Peter crossed the road and joined his companion. Together they waited until a man came out of the store, tucked something into the saddlebags of the waiting horse and mounted into the saddle. He jabbed the other man in the ribs \u201cTell Sergei, we have found him.\u201d<\/p>\n Chapter 13<\/p>\n Sergei Kossoff was a small man with a big opinion of himself and in order to maintain such a big opinion he relied heavily on exaggerating the truth as much as he possibly could. When Peter came rushing in, knocking into the table and whispering loud enough for most in the saloon to hear that they had \u2018found him\u2019 Sergei felt a slight wave of panic wash over him.<\/p>\n He had told Lebedev that he knew the Commodore by sight, but the truth was that he did not. He had announced loudly and for his companions to hear that he had spoken face to face with the American, but he had not. The truth was that he had only ever seen Adam from a distance when the Commodore ventured onto the bridge after he had recovered from the injuries sustained by Count Alexei\u2019s attack.<\/p>\n He licked his lips and scowled \u201cAre you sure? How can you be so sure?\u201d<\/p>\n Peter leaned closer to him, the smell of beer and garlic wafted into Sergei\u2019s face \u201cThe policeman said so\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n Peter was also able to embroider on the truth but the fact had been stated and Sergei rose to his feet, nodded and ordered the other man to show him in order for there to be a confirmation of the fact.<\/p>\n Peter looked up and down the main street and then pointed triumphantly to the chestnut horse now waiting for its rider outside the Telegraph Depot. \u201cThat\u2019s his horse, he got onto it and rode over there.\u201d<\/p>\n Sergei nodded \u201cWait here, I\u2019ll go and confirm this to make sure. After all,\u201d he gave Peter a sickly grin \u201cWe don\u2019t want to make any mistakes. You wait inside with the others.\u201d<\/p>\n Walking quickly to the Depot it only took a matter of a few minutes to reach the building and step inside. The man leaning against the counter talking to the Post Master was as tall as Sergei could recall the Commodore to have been, and as broad shouldered, the fact that he was wearing so much black and had black hair confirmed to Sergei some of the facts that had been mentioned to him about this particular Cartwright. He stayed close to the door and watched, hopeful that some gesture or mannerism would be familiar enough for him to feel totally convinced about having the right man.<\/p>\n Tom the clerk grinned over at Sergei \u201cBe with you in a moment, sir. Well, here\u2019s the Ponderosa mail for you,\u201d he passed over a thick wad of letters which Candy accepted with a grin and a nod of thanks, Tom continued to chatter on \u201cHow\u2019s Ben this morning? He sure was enjoying himself last night at the party.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell, I don\u2019t know about that, but he was just fine this morning when I saw him. How\u2019s the family?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDoing well, thanks. How are your kids? I hear the little girls at school now?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cShe is, and doing well, but David\u2019s determined to stay out of it for as long as he can.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe should be grateful Abigail Jones isn\u2019t teaching anymore\u2026\u201d Tom laughed upon which the other man turned to leave the premises, Tom turned, still smiling to where Sergei had been standing \u201cYes, sir, what – ?\u201d<\/p>\n Sergei had slipped away and was now striding down the sidewalk; with a nod of the head in satisfaction . He had been told that the Commodore had a daughter and a son, and that fact had been confirmed, he had heard it with his own ears, there was no chance of a mistake now. Sergei returned to the saloon where his three companions looked up at him expectantly.<\/p>\n \u201cCome, it\u2019s time\u2026\u201d was all Sergei needed to say for the three of them to get to their feet and follow him out of the building.<\/p>\n They had already prepared their route, it hadn\u2019t taken a mastermind to learn the way from town that the Cartwrights would customarily take to the Ponderosa. They were all four expert riders which was unusual for seamen, but then Russia demanded their men to be able to handle any situation that could befall them. After leaving the Telegraph office Candy slipped the mail into his saddle bags and made his way to the Mercantile, after which he mounted Sport and began his journey back to the Ponderosa. The four Russians were already well ahead of him and heading for the arranged site for the attack.<\/p>\n Sergei had initially thought of just riding to the Commodore\u2019s property and setting fire to it, but Peter and the man from Vladivastock thought that was too extreme, the thought of young children dying in a fire that they had caused made them squeamish. \u201cWe are not at war, Sergei Kossoff.\u201d he had been told and therefore had backed down.<\/p>\n Perhaps this was better, he surmised as he took the lead along the road, a dead man leaves a widow and children to grieve, which was quite satisfying in a way. He turned his horse into the direction of the rocks behind which he dismounted, pulled his rifle from its scabbard and waited.<\/p>\n Candy had taken his time in leaving town. An opportunity to have a drink and relax before returning to work was appealing for a man who never stinted himself, he had enjoyed his drink and talking to several of the other men in the saloon, finally he glanced at the clock, drained his glass and wiped his mouth on the back of his hand,<\/p>\n \u201cWell, I\u2019d better be going.\u201d Candy smiled and when Sam said to give his regards to \u2018that pretty wife of your\u2019n\u2019 he grinned more broadly than ever and with a nod of the head made his way to the door.<\/p>\n Sport was always more restless when a different rider was in the saddle but even so he went at a good canter out of town and was soon heading out on the road to the Ponderosa. It was not an overly hot day and the sky was cloudy so that as he rode along Candy found himself wishing he had worn his jacket as the breeze had a chill to it. He urged the horse to go that bit faster and had just lowered his head when a bullet winged past him to hiss and splat into a rock opposite.<\/p>\n There were rocks and boulders on either side of the track, a perfect place for an ambush and Candy lost no time in digging his heels into Sport\u2019s flanks to get him to move faster while he pulled out his own gun. He fired blind, unable to see what was happening behind him and just hoping that his own gunfire would deter the robbers – as he assumed them to be – from following more closely.<\/p>\n Seeing how the big horse was enabling his rider to get away Sergei promptly mounted his own horse, the other three did likewise, and still firing their guns at Candy the four men galloped from behind the rocks and gave chase to the lone rider.<\/p>\n Candy turned his head, fired several shots, turned his head to the other side and checked on the two men who were rapidly gaining on him. Four men\u2026 his mind tried to think of how significant that fact was while he reached for his rifle but before it was halfway out of the scabbard a bullet impacted into his back, and then another \u2026 he felt his fingers loosen on t he reins and his body growing heavy in the saddle. He was going to fall and there was nothing to stop him \u2026 Luke Dent and one of his men, Matt Moffatt, had heard the gun shots as they were on their way to take the track that would lead them to the Double D ranch. It took them less time that it takes to tell to reach the site of the attack and to pursue the four men with gunfire of their own. \u201cIts Adam Cartwright\u2026\u201d Matt yelled to Luke who merely nodded and fired again with the satisfaction of seeing one of the men roll out of the saddle and fall into the rocks.<\/p>\n \u201cThey\u2019ve got him.\u201d Luke cried as he watched the man in the lead fall beneath the hail of bullets , \u201cGet them, Matt. I\u2019ll go check Adam and see if he\u2019s alright.\u201d<\/p>\n Sergei looked behind him and gave a groan of annoyance as he saw Peter on the ground and the riderless horse cantering on wildly with reins flapping. The only satisfaction was having seen their quarry fall as well. He turned his horse\u2019s head and took the faint track between the boulders that they had found the previous day, behind him he heard the other men following him, their heavy breathing testimony to the hard ride they had just undergone.<\/p>\n Their pursuer fired off several more shots and then abandoned the chase which suited Sergei well enough as he headed towards the open road towards town. Matt spun his horse round to join Luke who was kneeling beside the body of the man they had assumed to be Adam Cartwright.<\/p>\n Luke glanced up, saw that it was Matt and relaxed a little, \u201cIt isn\u2019t Adam, its Candy Canady.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat? I thought for sure\u2026\u201d Matt pushed back his hat, \u201cIs he dead?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNot yet. We need to get a doctor to him, fast. \u201c Luke stood up and wiped the sweat from the palms of his hands over his pants, \u201cWhich would be the best \u2026 leave him here while you get the doctor?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cCan\u2019t leave him here, Luke. For sure he\u2019ll bleed to death.\u201d Matt looked down at his boss and then at the prostrate man on the ground \u201cI\u2019ll get the doc, reckon he\u2019d be best off at the Ponderosa.\u201d<\/p>\n Matt nodded and looked down the track where the dust was still settling from where Sport had shown them a clean pair of hooves and continued his gallop home. \u201cI\u2019ll check him out while you go and get the doctor.\u201d Luke said and with a nod of the head he watched Matt gallop back towards town.<\/p>\n . Immediately he had seen Matt leave Luke returned to attending to the wounded man, he pressed pads of linen against the open bleeding wounds, tearing his own spare shirt from his saddlebag into strips to do so. He poured a little water from his cupped hand into Candy\u2019s mouth only to give a slight groan of despair as it dribbled out from between the clenched teeth. \u201cCome on, Candy, come on\u2026\u201d but there was no movement, no response to his promptings.<\/p>\n Feeling that he had now done all that he could for the time being for his friend, Luke now turned his attention to the other man. His ministrations were certainly not as gentle, especially when he was able to confirm that the man was dead, a bullet having struck him between the shoulder blades and another in the base of his skull. With a shake of the head Luke stood for a moment to consider his options \u2026 Sport galloped at a steady pace towards home and a comfortable stall. He was a wise old horse and he had got to an age where he liked his comforts. Hester was the first to see him as he trotted into the yard and when she hurried towards him he tossed his head and then came to a halt just yards from her.<\/p>\n \u201cPa – Pa\u201d Hester gathered up her skirts and ran towards the house, \u201cPa, Sports come back with out Candy.\u201d<\/p>\n It was one of those fortuitous days when Ben had decided that instead of riding out with Hoss and Joe he would remain at home to check over the figures of a logging contract for the YellowJack mine, so that he was soon able to check the horse over, located the blood on its hide where a bullet had furrowed a groove and also found the blood on the saddle. Within minutes he had his own horse ready and was calling out to several hands to get a wagon ready to follow him\u2026 just in case. He didn\u2019t say what \u2018just in case\u2019 entailed but each man, and Hester, didn\u2019t really need to be told.<\/p>\n Chapter 14<\/p>\n Candy was carried with great care up the stairs to the spare room at the Ponderosa and while Hop Sing removed the soiled clothing and prepared him for the doctor Ben returned down to the main room. Luke was standing anxiously turning his hat round and round between his hands and staring upwards as though once he saw the older man some kind of evil spell would be broken.<\/p>\n \u201cSo, Matt\u2019s gone to the town for the doctor?\u201d Ben said as he came down the final section of stairway and Luke nodded \u201cI sent him right away, Ben. I\u2019ve got the dead man\u2019s body as well. A complete stranger, never seen him before in my life.\u201d<\/p>\n Ben glanced over at him as though to dismiss that statement, after all strangers were always arriving in Virginia City and Luke was seldom there anyway. He nodded rather vaguely and then looked at Hester who was hovering by the table \u201cMy dear, I think it may be a good idea if you went to get Ann, it may come better from you, as you\u2019re family.\u201d<\/p>\n Hester had anticipated such a request, had in fact been about to suggest going anyway but even so now that she was about to leave for the Canady\u2019s house she felt rather afraid of what to say \u201cHow bad is he, Pa? What should I tell Ann?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cJust tell her the truth, Candy was ambushed on the way home from town and we\u2019re getting the doctor to attend to him. \u201c<\/p>\n \u201cYes, but -\u201d<\/p>\n Ben smiled gently, reassuringly and placed a kindly hand on her shoulder \u201cYou\u2019ll know what to say, my dear. Candy was shot, he isn\u2019t dead, but Ann should be here with her husband\u2026now, don\u2019t take too long in getting back, will you?\u201d<\/p>\n She shivered slightly at the last words and pulled on her coat as quickly as possible. Ben looked at Luke and with a sigh suggested he sit down and tell him exactly how he had come to be involved in the shoot out. Little Hannah stopped playing with her dolls to approach her grandfather and clamber up into his lap, where she sat quietly looking at the other man with her big blue eyes. Luke explained as best he could, mentioned that there were four men and how both he and Matt had thought they were shooting at Adam initially. It was only afterwards when they went to the injured man\u2019s aid that they recognised Candy.<\/p>\n Movement from the landing caused both men to stop talking as they waited for HopSing to appear to tell them what he could about Candy\u2019s condition. From the sombre look on Hop Sings face it was obviously not good news. Sergei Kossoff and his two companions rode some distance from the public road to town. Sergei took the lead and as usual the other two men followed. Once they had stilled the horses Sergei suggested that they waited for a while before entering town and returning to their lodgings. \u201cWe do not want to arouse suspicion.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhy should they suspect us? We\u2019re strangers here after all.\u201d Marek Belinsky, the man from Vladavastock said gruffly.<\/p>\n \u201cHow do we explain about Peter?\u201d Jakob Wolsky demanded, \u201cWe should go back for him, now.\u201d and he jerked at his horses reins only to be restrained by Sergei who told him to calm down.<\/p>\n \u201cIt is too late to go back now. No doubt the Americans will have taken him away, if we ride in to get him we could be riding into a trap and be caught .\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSo, what do we do now?\u201d Marek said \u201cDo we return to the ship?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWe find out first that we did the job right.\u201d Sergei leaned forward, \u201cA man can be shot, he can fall from his horse, but it doesn\u2019t mean that he is dead.\u201d<\/p>\n The other two men looked at one another uncomfortably but agreed that Sergei was right. They also knew from experience that Lebedev would want to know every detail, every finite detail, of how the assignment had gone. Marek glanced around him, at the huge boulders and the high scree that towered about them \u201cThis is not a pleasant country, I think I would rather be back on board ship.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOnce we know we have killed Adam Cartwright -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSergei, no one could have survived that fall.\u201d Marek looked at the other man and shook his head, \u201cHe was shot, he fell, I assure you, he is dead.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWe wait until we know for sure.\u201d Sergei hissed between clenched teeth, \u201cI shall go into town first, you two follow, you return separately from different directions, allow some time between arriving, do you understand?”<\/p>\n They said nothing more but Marek looked with anger at Sergei\u2019s retreating back and muttered dire threats beneath his breath. Adam, Olivia and Sofia were home in time for lunch which Cheng Ho Lee had prepared for them. It had been a pleasant time made all the more intriguing by Johnny Tall Bear\u2019s appearance and as Adam drank his coffee and ate his food he found his mind going over and over the Bannock\u2019s conversation, particularly concerning Stalking Horse. Question after question trickled through his head, and every so often he found himself having to ask Olivia or Sofia to repeat what they had said so that in the end Olivia laughingly told him to go and find Joe to let him know about his friend being in the area. \u201cIt is obviously on your mind, darling. I know you are longing to tell him.\u201d<\/p>\n He smiled and nodded \u201cI doubt if Joe would now anymore than I do, but -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cShoo, away with you.\u201d she said with one of her smiles that made her eyes go a darker green, \u201ccome kiss me first.\u201d<\/p>\n He kissed her then, warmly for he loved it when she laughed at him like this, and then he tweaked Sofia\u2019s nose and told her to be good before hurrying out of the house. Olivia watched him go and then turned to her daughter to persuade her to eat more of her lunch.<\/p>\n Adam decided that the first thing he would do would be to ride to the main house and check with Hester as to where Hoss and Joe would have gone for work. He was surprised to find the doctors buggy in the yard along with an unknown horse that obviously had a body roped to its saddle. He glanced around the yard and wondered about the wagon being left in front of the house with the horses, Cinnamon and one he was familiar with but couldn\u2019t place for the moment close by. He looked at the face of the dead man as he passed by but failed to recognise him so walked on into the house, removing his hat slowly as he did so.<\/p>\n Luke jumped to his feet immediately he entered and Ben, who was on the way down the stairs upon seeing his son appear raised a hand in welcome \u201cGlad you got here, son, Candy was ambushed on the way back from town.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat? Candy? Any reason why?\u201d he turned then to Luke, \u201cI\u2019ve not long left your place, Luke, how did you happen to get involved in all this?\u201d<\/p>\n He listened to what Luke told him and then looked at his father, \u201cWhy would anyone try to kill Candy?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell, hopefully the sheriff will find out for us, when he gets here.\u201d Ben muttered and then took hold of Adam by the arm \u201cIs there any chance that these men could have been intending to ambush you, Adam?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMe?\u201d Adam looked surprised, then glanced at Luke \u201cWhy\u2019d you ask?\u201d<\/p>\n Luke cleared his throat \u201cIt\u2019s just that when we rode up we thought at first that the man being shot at was you\u2026 after all he was riding Sport, and wearing black clothes, if we thought it was you, perhaps his ambushers thought the same.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam nodded slowly \u201cI see what you mean\u201d he murmured and looked thoughtfully at his father who was staring over at the fire as though deep in thought, \u201cJust how bad is he?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDr Martins with him now, he\u2019s in a bad condition, Adam. I don\u2019t think that Paul\u2019s too sure if he\u2019ll pull through.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAnd the dead man outside?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOne of the attackers,\u201d Luke said quickly, \u201cThe other three rode off and we were more concerned with attending to Candy than chasing after them.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam nodded and shook his head, \u201cWell, you did the best thing. Did you recognise the man?\u201d<\/p>\n Luke and Ben both shook their heads in denial, and were about to speak when the door opened and Ann entered, followed by David who was holding tightly to Hester\u2019s hand. \u201cBen? Where is he? Is he – is he alright?\u201d<\/p>\n Ann Buchanan Canady was not a woman who would break down and weep before she knew the full extent of any harm or danger that was to be faced, but her face was pale and her eyes had that wide staring look about them that indicated shock as she stood in front of them plucking nervously at the buttons on her jacket.<\/p>\n \u201cThe doctors with him now, Ann.\u201d Ben said, moving towards her in order to put a hand gently upon her shoulder \u201cWhy not come in and sit down, wait until Paul\u2019s finished.\u201d<\/p>\n She walked like someone in their sleep, propelled to a chair and helped to lower herself into it. Then she looked from one face to the other before finally settling upon David who immediately ran to her and clung to her skirts \u201cRosie? I forgot – what about Rosie?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019s alright, Ann.\u201d Hester said immediately, \u201cI\u2019ll ask Hop Sing to go and ask Hank to bring her home along with Reuben.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cShe\u2019ll be scared,\u201d Ann explained as though the need for the explanation was of paramount importance \u201cIf she were to get home and there was no one there, and she\u2019d be by herself \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n Her eyes flicked to the stairs where there was the sound of a closing door and footsteps on the landing, each man there if seated rose to their feet or turned to face the doctor as he came down to join them. He looked at them all before turning his eyes to Ann, \u201cMrs Canady, perhaps you would like to see your husband now?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, yes please.\u201d she rose to her feet immediately with David clinging to her hand but Paul shook his head \u201cIt would probably be better if your boy stayed here, he may be frightened – you understand?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHow is Candy, Paul?\u201d Ben asked as Ann passed him to mount the stairs, \u201cIs he going to be alright?\u201d<\/p>\n Paul had turned in order to accompany Ann to the injured mans room, but now he paused a moment \u201cIt\u2019s very grave, Ben, it\u2019s really up to him now to fight, and it will be a hard fight I\u2018m afraid,.\u201d he said slowly, \u201cI\u2019ve done all that I can, but -\u201d he shrugged very slightly \u201cI can\u2019t guarantee anything.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam caught his breath sharply, and turned to one side before looking quickly over at his father but Ben was looking up at the couple going up stairs and then with a sigh looked to Hester and suggested she made everyone some coffee seeing that Hop Sing was out trying to locate Hank.<\/p>\n Luke cleared his throat \u201cI\u2019d best be getting along, Ben. I don\u2019t want to leave Marcy too long.\u201d he frowned and looked down at his hat before bidding them goodbye, as he left the room Adam followed behind him.<\/p>\n \u201cDo you think Pa was right, Luke? That they thought that it was me they were ambushing?\u201d<\/p>\n Luke glanced over at the dead man’s body before looking at anxiously at his brother in law \u201cWell, as I said, Candy was wearing a black shirt and vest, like how you often used to dress, Adam, and being on Sport as well… I mean, even Matt and me thought it were you, Adam.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201c Someone who we would know in town perhaps?\u201d Adam stared now at the dead body draped over the saddle of the hired horse.<\/p>\n \u201cI don\u2019t know, Adam, I couldn\u2019t say for sure. I’d have thought anyone who knew you would have recognised Candy when he was in town, an ambush doesn’t git set up by accident, does it?\u201d Luke frowned, \u201cDarn it, this hasn\u2019t been the best of weeks, that dumb bull I went to buy had keeled over and died before we got there.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam grimaced and slapped his brother in law on the back in commiseration. \u201cThe sheriff will probably want to see you, Luke -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSure, just tell him to ride on over. No, it might be best if I go into town in the morning and give him a statement.\u201d Luke sighed, shook Adam\u2019s hand and mounted his horse \u201cSee you soon, Adam.\u201d<\/p>\n For a moment Adam watched as Luke galloped out of the yard and then slowly walked over to the body, stroking his chin thoughtfully he looked at the mans face carefully and then shook his head, a complete stranger, no one he knew or could ever have had a grudge against. Feeling slightly reassured now he returned to the house. Ann Canady had maintained her dignity and self control all through the doctors explanation of her husbands injuries and subsequent health issues, she had listened to him as he told her that her husbands life hung in the balance and she had stared at Candys white face and dry ashen lips and just longed to lay beside him, hold him in her arms and kiss new life back into him.<\/p>\n She sat down beside the bed and stretched out a hand to touch Candy\u2019s, it was cold to her touch and sent a shiver running through her. But she couldn\u2019t let go now, she had to hold it and infuse it with warmth from her own body, she just had to. She felt the doctor\u2019s hand on her shoulder and heard him say something about being brave, being patient and then the door had closed and she was alone with him, with her husband.<\/p>\n Now she allowed the tears to flow and with heartbreaking sobs she bowed over his body and begged him to live, \u2018Live for me, my darling, for Rosie and David. You can\u2019t leave us, you can\u2019t, you can\u2019t.\u2019<\/p>\n Chapter 15<\/p>\n With so much going on in the house Adam felt it was better to ride back home which he did before Hoss or Joe had returned from their work, thus the message from Johnny Tall Bear was consigned to the back burner while he thought over other issues with which he and the family were now involved.<\/p>\n As his horse loped at a gentle pace to his own home Adam thought over all the details and events that had just confronted him. There were so many questions pounding around in his head that he didn\u2019t want to have answered, not in the way he was tending to at that moment in time.<\/p>\n He dismounted and tied the reins to the rail, glanced around the yard as though something was making the hair on the back of his neck stand on end. He cautiously made his way to the house calling his wifes name as he stepped into the porch \u201cOlivia?\u201d he unbuckled his gun belt and then raised his head \u201cOlivia?\u201d<\/p>\n Cheng Ho Lee appeared from the back and smilingly informed Adam that Missy was outside in the garden with the little Missy. Wisely discerning the black cloud that seemed to be hovering over Adam\u2019s head he suggested that Mr Adam would perhaps like to have some coffee.<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019ll be in my study.\u201d Adam replied curtly and with a nod of the head as he turned to wards the room he had designated as his office. Once there he opened several drawers one after the other until he found what he was looking for, the letters from Grant and Daniel.<\/p>\n He read them through several times over concentrating on various phrases, trying vainly to read into them more than perhaps was intended. Daniels\u2019 warning that Lebedev was quite mad at him, Adam, and determined to avenge his brothers death; that the Chancellor felt that he had meddled too often in Russian affairs and Lebedevs hatred would be used for reasons not only of revenge. Grants letter saying much the same, tying in Gorchakov\u2019s desire to remove the Commodore due to his interference in various matters and using Lebedev as a tool to do just that made Adam\u2019s mouth go dry.<\/p>\n He drank some coffee and was about to pour himself another cup when he realised that his wife was standing in the doorway watching him. He smiled and nodded towards the coffee pot in his hand, \u201cWould you like some?\u201d but she shook her head and stepped into the room holding a bunch of late flowering roses in her hands,<\/p>\n \u201cYou looked worried, has something happened? Did you see Joe and Hoss?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, I left before they got home.\u201d he put the coffee pot down and stood up to approach her, kissed her cheek and then led her gently to a chair \u201cSit down, sweetheart, I have some worrying news to give you.\u201d<\/p>\n She opened her mouth to ask what it could possibly be, but her mind suddenly filled with too many possibilities so she drew in a deep breath, sat down very conscious that the thorns on the stems of the roses were prickling the palms of her hands. She forced a smile as he seemed hesitant to speak \u201cYou look very serious, darling.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt is – rather serious.\u201d he leaned forward and took the roses from her and set them down on the desk so that he could take hold of her hands in his \u201cCandy was shot today.\u201d<\/p>\n Her eyes widened in shock, she had expected him to say something about Ben being ill or worse, but not this – and Candy of all people \u201cCandy? How did it happen?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe was ambushed by four men. Luke and Matt rode in on it and shot one of the ambushers, may well have saved Candy\u2019s life.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe isn\u2019t seriously hurt then?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell, yes, it is serious. Paul said that it all depends on his will to live, to fight if he is to survive.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI see.\u201d she looked bleakly over at the desk where the roses remained beautifully vibrant and full of colour, \u201cPoor Ann, does she know?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cShe\u2019s with him now.\u201d he cleared his throat, \u201cEr – I think it\u2019s possible that he was shot because the ambushers thought it was me.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou? But why would they think that? You\u2019ve only just got back to town and – and no one we know has a grudge against you that would -\u201d<\/p>\n He put a finger to her lips \u201cIt\u2019s involved and not that easy to explain.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBut, Adam \u2026?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m thinking that it has something to do with the Russian delegation that came over to discuss that matter of the Alaskan purchase. One of the men was a Count Lebedev.\u201d<\/p>\n She nodded and looked at him intently knowing that he was going to tell her a fraction of what had happened; knowing that some aspects were going to be kept concealed from her. She watched his face and waited until he continued to speak \u201cThis mans brother was a sadistic murdering Russian aristocrat who was responsible for killing Irena Pestchouroff in Alaska. This particular man was killed by O\u2019Brien\u201d he paused and looked at her, \u201cat the time Rostov and Lawson were killed, and I was to all intents and purposes dead as well. \u201c<\/p>\n \u201cI understand what you\u2019re saying, Adam. But, if you were not the man who killed this person, how can you be blamed? I mean – why would this – this other man send those men after you?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThis is where it gets complicated -\u201d Adam paused for thought \u201cYou see, quite a few of my assignments have involved the Russians, and – well, without telling you anything that\u2019s classified – I\u2019ve caused them some trouble as a result. It seems to me, I mean, thinking it over -\u201d he paused and recalled the words Grant and Daniel had written, then nodded as though confirming in his own mind what he felt was right \u201cwell, it seems to me that the Russian Chancellor might be using Lebedev\u2019s hate to get me removed.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBut why? You\u2019re not involved in anything that could affect them now, are you?\u201d she frowned then and looked more intently into his face \u201cAre you?\u201d<\/p>\n He smiled briefly and shook his head \u201cNo, not that I\u2019m aware of.\u201d he squeezed her hands gently within his own and leaned closer towards her \u201cRussia is becoming a very important figure on the world stage now, they\u2019re building up into something really big. While I\u2019m in service there\u2019s always the possibility that I will come up against them again while America and Britain are united against them. \u201c he looked intently into her eyes, \u201cI told you, it was complicated. Politics isn\u2019t something that usually intrudes upon our lives, is it?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cPolitics?\u201d she shook her head, \u201cNo, of course not, I mean, no, it doesn\u2019t. Adam, are you sure of this?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019ve no proof if that\u2019s what you mean? I can more or less guarantee that the man that was killed will have papers on him proving that he was an American citizen with an American name and an American family somewhere \u2026 I doubt if Armitage would believe me.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBut Roy would, wouldn\u2019t he?\u201d<\/p>\n He smiled, again fleetingly \u201cHe isn\u2019t in a position to help anymore, nor is Grant.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou mean, President Grant?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHmmm,\u201d he nodded slowly and then released her hands \u201cI think, my sweet, that it may be a good idea if you were to take the children and go to the Ponderosa, I would feel that you were safer there than being here.\u201d<\/p>\n She frowned, her smooth forehead furrowed into the little lines that he loved to soothe out with kisses but which now he did nothing to eradicate. She shook her head \u201cWhy should I leave here, Adam? This is our home.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThey\u2019ll know that, they\u2019ll have done their homework and found out all about me\u2026that\u2019s probably why they thought Candy was me, they must have heard or seen something in town that led them to assume he was me and he was riding Sport. All they needed to do was ask someone if that horse belonged to Adam Cartwright.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI don\u2019t like this, Adam, I don\u2019t like how this is involving us, and our friends. What if Candy dies? What will Ann and the children do?\u201d she cleared her throat realising that she was beginning to get a little hysterical, and now was not the time for hysterics. She looked at him with her sea shifting eyes \u201cAdam, what if I go to Luke and Marcy\u2019s?\u201d<\/p>\n He shook his head \u201cNo, this is nothing to do with them, I don\u2019t think it would be fair to involve them more than they are already.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHow do you mean?\u201d a quaver of fear trickled through her and she reached out and touched his arm \u201cWhat are you saying?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell, Luke and Matt were the ones who rode in on them, and one of them shot that Russian off his horse.\u201d<\/p>\n She swallowed and put a hand to her throat, another hand dropped to her skirts beneath which the baby was stirring. \u201cAre they in danger? Could they be hurt?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI don\u2019t know, so long as those men fix their attention on me, Luke could be alright.\u201d he shrugged slightly \u201cThe dead man will be considered a casualty of war and nothing else done about it.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHave you mentioned this to your father?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI managed to tell him enough for him to agree that it would be better for you to go there with the children.\u201d he once again took hold of her hands and leaned in towards her, \u201cWill you go? For my sake?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBut what about you? What do you intend to do?\u201d she tightened her grip on his hands \u201cYou will be coming with us, won\u2019t you?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201c\u2019I\u2019ll have to go into town tomorrow morning. It may be possible to get this matter cleared up more quickly if I can track those other men down.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHow will you be able to do that if they are so cleverly made to appear Americans?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell, possibly one or more of them may know me, in which case I may recognise them. Other than that it will be a case of working blind, but it won\u2019t be impossible.\u201d he smiled and kissed her fingertips \u201cYou\u2019d best start getting some things packed.\u201d<\/p>\n She had just risen to her feet when Sofia came running into the room with her arms cradling her newest doll, her prized possession, \u201cDaddy, Mommy, there\u2019s a funny man wanting to see you.\u201d she smiled and looked over his shoulder \u201cHe\u2019s sitting by the fire.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam and Olivia exchanged looks before getting up to follow their daughter into the other room, but even before seeing the man a familiar smell drifted towards Adam and he momentarily paused in his stride. Surely it couldn\u2019t be possible? But then he recalled that the man who was possibly sitting in his house had been one of the delegates named to be attending the meeting. He cleared his throat and raised his eyebrows before following his wife and confronting the man \u201cHello, Dimitri \u2026\u201d he said quietly, \u201cI\u2019m surprised to see you here.\u201d<\/p>\n \u2026\u2026..<\/p>\n Marek Belinsky was staring out of the window and watching the activities of the people in the town. It occurred to him that there wasn\u2019t much difference in this town to the one he came from, and was about to make such a comment to his two companions when he noticed the attention that was being paid to two men who were bringing a horse on a lead rein through the main street. By peering closer he was finally able to see that a body swayed in the saddle of the horse, bound by his wrists and ankles by a rope that passed under the belly of the animal and from the clothing on the dead man he had more than a vague idea as to who was being brought in.<\/p>\n \u201cThey\u2019ve brought in Peter.\u201d he said with a thickening his throat.<\/p>\n Jakob and Sergei immediately hurried to the window to look down at the scene for themselves, Jakob nodded \u201cDa, is Peter alright.\u201d<\/p>\n Sergei felt a slight uneasiness as he watched a tall man in the black suit of an undertaker hurry forwards, then he shrugged \u201cIt\u2019s better they bring him in than leave him to rot on the roadside.\u201d<\/p>\n The other two men nodded and watched as Sergei walked over to the chair he has just vacated and proceeded to continue eating an apple. Jakob shook his head \u201cYou don\u2019t care that he\u2019s dead?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOf course I care.\u201d Sergei replied, \u201cHe was a good shipmate, but there is nothing we can do for him now. It makes things a little complicated.\u201d he shrugged and scowled at them, \u201cBut no one need know he was one of us.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou think so?\u201d Marek said wiping his broad hand across his nose, \u201cThey saw the four of us together when we were drinking in the saloon, didn\u2019t they?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSo? We can say he was in the same boarding house as me and he joined us for a drink. We know what to say in these circumstances\u2026\u201d he shrugged again \u201cOr should do.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat about the man who rented out the horses?\u201d Jakob said in a low voice as though afraid even the walls could hear and betray them.<\/p>\n \u201cWe hired them at different times, alone, you and he -\u201d he pointed to Jakob \u201cYou should keep a control of our nerves. We rented the horses from different stables just to make sure they wouldn\u2019t see us together.\u201d<\/p>\n The other two men didn\u2019t look optimistic, Jakob shook his head \u201cI think we should leave here – now.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNot before I know that the job has been done.\u201d Sergei replied and tossed the remains of the apple into a basket, he wiped his hands down his vest and stood up \u201cYou two go to your lodgings, don\u2019t let the old woman see you leave here, we stay apart now when in town. Just act normally and don\u2019t raise suspicion, I\u2018ll contact you with instructions later.\u201d<\/p>\n Sergei watched as the two men, still shaking their heads and looking doleful, left his room. Without a word he closed the door behind them and returned to survey the events going on in the main street.<\/p>\n Peter\u2019s body was being carried over to the undertakers now, he watched as several men bore him away. The tall man with the star on his shirt was walking to his office looking through some papers, obviously those he had taken from the body, and someone was leading the rented horse away, Sergei assumed it was the livery stable owner claiming what was rightfully his property.<\/p>\n The mans death was a complication, as Sergei had rightly said, and as he followed the unwieldy procession to the undertakers he thought over what he was going to have to do next.<\/p>\n Chapter 16<\/p>\n Dimitri Doestov stood politely at attention as Adam did the introductions and once they had been concluded he took Olivia by the hand and with a click of the heels bowed low over it \u201cEnchanted, Madam.\u201d<\/p>\n Olivia\u2019s slight recoil indicated that she did not reciprocate the feeling so once he had relinquished her hand Dimitri glanced down at the little girl \u201cAh, now, who is this little princess who so beautifully smiles at this poor stranger. Enchanted, Mademoiselle.\u201d<\/p>\n Sofia wriggled coquettishly as little girls seem to have an instinctive ability to do, she smiled and simpered at this man who was so different from any she had seen before \u201cI\u2019m Sofia.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt is a pleasure to meet you, Sofia.\u201d Dimitri bowed again and smiled with a genuine softening of his face and his large eyes twinkled, then immediately his expression changed as he turned towards Adam who was standing watching his every move. \u201cWell, I apologise, Commodore Cartwright, for intruding into your home and upon your time in this manner. There was little more that I could do\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n Adam raised his hand slightly, just enough for Doestov to stop speaking and allowing his host to turn to Olivia \u201cMy dear, if you just get on with what you were going to do while Count Doestov and I discuss some matters in my study. Sofia, be a good girl and ask Cheng Ho Lee to make fresh coffee for our guest.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo – no – no coffee.\u201d Dimitri said with a slight shudder \u201cAmerican coffee -\u201d he looked whimsically at Olivia \u201cBetter perhaps some tea – with lemon\u201d<\/p>\n Sofia giggled, she thought this was a wonderful performance and ran off to the kitchen while Olivia hurriedly removed the roses from the study and then made her way up stairs to their rooms. Curiousity about this visitor niggled at her and so she left the doors open in the hope of hearing something, anything, that would give her an idea of what was going on. Unfortunately for her, Adam closed the door of his study as soon as his guest was inside the room.<\/p>\n \u201cWell? What are you doing here? Did you have anything to do with the attack on my friend today?\u201d<\/p>\n Dimitri looked initially composed and then surprised, he shook his head and calmly took a seat, checking that the crease in his trousers was unimpaired \u201cI know nothing about an attack on your friend today. As for why I am here -\u201d he shrugged, he spread out his hands as though in appeal \u201cI owe you my life, twice over, so I came, at risk of my life let me tell you, to tell you a few things you need to know.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam allowed a slight scowl to darken his features as he took his own seat and faced the Russian who was now taking a small cheroot from his silver case. \u201cDimitri, you came over to America as part of a delegation to discuss the land deal on Alaska, isn\u2019t that so?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDa, I came, I listened and learned little. It was as I expected it to be merely an excuse to flex the muscle and do nothing.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThen why come at all?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThere was a chance that perhaps some of our requests would be met by your Government. Gorchakov was quite prepared to at least try, but, very little came from it.\u201d he shrugged and while he lit up his cheroot the door opened for Cheng Ho Lee to enter with a tray upon which was the tea Doestov had requested.<\/p>\n The door closed and Dimitri leaned forward \u201cYou know Lebedev came also? Brother to Alexei and equally as mad.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou know that -\u201d he paused and delicately poured tea into the fine china cup \u201cYou know that your friend, Captain O\u2019Brien is dead?\u201d<\/p>\n Adam felt the colour drain from his face and rush back, no matter how inscrutable he attempted to keep his features this news was a blow, a severe blow. O\u2019Brien \u2026 he shook his head \u201cNo, I don\u2019t believe you. I had a letter from him \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMy apologies, I see, you did not know.\u201d Doestov sighed heavily and shook his head, \u201cCommodore, what does a letter mean? One moment one writes a letter and sends it off and the next – pouf – it happens. Sadly, for Captain O\u2019Brien -\u201d he raised his shoulders and sighed, then picked up the cup of tea and drank a little.<\/p>\n \u201cHow ? Why?\u201d Adam had his fists clenched, and he narrowed his eyes to look at the other man, as though somehow he would detect the lie in the words that would come from him now, he wanted to catch a lie, he wanted a denial in some form so that he could hope the news about O\u2019Brien was wrong.<\/p>\n \u201cLet us go back a little while, Commodore, shall we?\u201d Dimitri smiled sweetly, \u201cYou and Captain O\u2019Brien interfered with a purchase that was being made with a lady called Cassandra Pelman? You and Captain O\u2019Brien prevented Count Lebedev receiving the papers from Irena Pestchouroff and add to that the fact that your friend actually killed the Count \u2026\u201d Dimitri sighed and shook his head \u201cChancellor Gorchakov really wanted that ship, my friend.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDon\u2019t call me your friend, Dimitri.\u201d Adam snarled and stood up, walked to the window and looked out over to the mountains, \u201cThis is Lebedev\u2019s revenge for his brothers death? But he wasn\u2019t involved with the Baltimore situation\u2026was he?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cTchah, politics. How ignorant you are, Commodore. You are like the faithful loyal blood hound that is told to go and fetch the bone and off you go, you run off and collect the bone without thinking to ask yourself why? Of course Lebedev was not involved in the Baltimore situation, but Gorchakov was \u2026 and he had promised the Czar a prototype ship which did not materialise. Think how invaluable such a ship would have been for our country? Now, this piffling war with Turkey consumes our money and our men and our armaments. Gorchakov -\u201d<\/p>\n Adam raised a hand \u201cI don\u2019t want to hear anymore about your Chancellor. Tell me about O\u2019Brien. What about his wife, his children?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHis wife – ah yes, such a pretty lady. I saw her in Paris with him, they were intending to return to America. I believe he had resigned and, unlike yourself, his resignation was accepted.\u201d he sipped the tea and nodded \u201cVery good tea, Commodore, very good.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam passed a hand over his brow, he closed his eyes and stared at the mountains so hard that they shimmered into a misty haze and he had to lower his head and pinch the bridge of his nose in order to gain some self control before he turned to the other man again \u201cDimitri – forget the politics and the play acting, just tell me before I wring your neck.\u201d<\/p>\n Dimitri finished the tea and slowly replaced the cup upon its saucer. He nodded and looked with some sympathy at the other man \u201cYour friend was with his wife and children when it happened. It was very quick, very quick. They would have known nothing about it at all, a storm, lightning flashing, horses that went out of control and collided with another carriage. This carriage was bigger, heavier, it pushed that of your friend against the parapet of the bridge and within minutes she is crushed.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam swallowed a lump in his throat, a huge lump it seemed to him, he moistened his lips with the tip of his tongue \u201cIt was an accident then?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThat is what the French gendarmes has put it down to be, yes, an accident.\u201d Dimitri pursed his lips and gave a slight shrug.<\/p>\n \u201cA – contrived – accident?\u201d Adams voice thickened.<\/p>\n \u201cPerhaps we should leave it at that – da.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam returned to look out of the window, his fingers tapped against his thigh and he tried to remember what O\u2019Brien was like the last time they met, but it was a fragile image, and disappeared quickly. He remembered he had never seen the children and when he asked about them Dimitri only said \u2018It was quick, they felt no pain.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWere you there?\u201d he turned now, lips thinned and eyes narrowed, \u201cDid you have anything to do with this, Doestov?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, I had nothing to do with this, Adam. But you must understand that -\u201d he paused and frowned, \u201cO\u2019Brien killed Alexei Lebedev, who was related to the Czar. Vladamir Lebedev has the ear of the Czar and we know that the ear of the Czar is Gorchakov. \u201c<\/p>\n Adam said nothing but continued to stare at the Russian who sighed and then poured himself another cup of tea, \u201cCome, sit down, Adam Cartwright. Tell me what happened to your friend \u2026this one who was attacked.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam sat down as though he was walking through fog, he shook his head \u201cNo, first of all – how did you find out about O\u2019Brien? Who told you? Why are you telling me now?\u201d<\/p>\n Dimitri shrugged and with a slow movement of the hand tapped ash into the little silver box, he stared at it for a moment before he looked back at the other man \u201cI thought you had heard of their deaths already, I am sorry that it was I who brought you the bad news. As to who told me -\u201d he shrugged \u201cI was in Paris when the accident took place -\u201d he raised a hand immediately to prevent any action or words from Adam to interrupt him \u201cI promise you faithfully I was not involved, in fact when I read the account in the news paper of the accident I believed it to be just that until -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cUntil?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI have spent some time on board ship with a young man who seems to know a great deal about everything. He told me – more details, you understand?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDid Lebedev order it? Did he?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI don\u2019t know, perhaps, perhaps not – but if he did it would be with Gorchakov\u2019s permission to proceed.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWas Lebedev in France at the time?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cPouffff, he doesn\u2019t have to be in any particular place at any time to see things are done.\u201d Dimitri frowned, \u201cThere is another thing I need to tell you \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAbout the incident today?\u201d Adam asked and pushing himself up from the desk to go to where the coffee pot stood, he poured himself some coffee and then stood, as though frozen, with the cup held in between his fingers \u201cWell?\u201d<\/p>\n Dimitri opened his mouth and then closed it again, he bowed his head and then sighed \u201cCommodore, the things I am telling you here, in this room, are not to be repeated to anyone, you do understand that, do you not? It would mean my life if \u2026\u201d he looked up at Adam and cleared his throat \u201cif certain ones think I have been indiscreet.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThen why tell me anything? Why do I need to know? If I can\u2019t do anything about the information you give me then keep it to yourself. I wish to heaven that you had done so \u2026\u201d he now gulped down the coffee which was lukewarm now and he shook his head in annoyance \u201cWell, go on, speak up. What do you have to say?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou will say nothing?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI will say nothing\u2026\u201d Adam replied petulantly \u201cIt isn\u2019t as if I am in a position to tell anyone anything, is it?\u201d he snapped.<\/p>\n \u201cNot now perhaps, but one day in another place, another time -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cLook, Dimitri -\u201d he stared into the other mans face \u201cI did not ask you to come here, nor for you to divulge these dirty little secrets, you chose to do that yourself, now – make up your mind what you\u2019re going to say now or get out.\u201d<\/p>\n Dimitri nodded and inhaled deeply on the cheroot before slowly releasing the smoke in a plume that encircled his head before drifting into nothingness \u201cThe Virginian\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n Adam felt as though his world had rocked slightly out of orbit, he wanted to move, he wanted desperately to get hold of Dimitri Doestov and shake him out of his skin, but he couldn\u2019t move. Ice trickled down his back and he shuddered \u201cGo on.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThe Italian Corelli paid to cause the ship to sink . The incident was not meant to result in such a catastrophe as it did, but -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWait – you\u2019re telling me this was another of those contrived accidents is that it?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDa. You see, Corelli was a drunkard, he was given a lot of money, too much too soon perhaps because he misjudged the speed and the weather conditions were not favourable for him to get – how you say – a manouvre out of the way. Perhaps it was a good thing he and his ship also was destroyed.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAaron Hathaway was the Captain, he wasn\u2019t involved in any dealings that involved the Russians, he \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe was in the Kurils with you and Captain O\u2019Brien, and in Eygpt.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cJust how far reaching is Gorchakov\u2019s arm, Dimitri?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI don\u2019t know, I do not like to think about that too much otherwise I would not be here now, talking to you like this.\u201d he looked intently at Adam, \u201cYou are in great danger, my friend.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI know that already, Dimitri, a friend of mine has been shot today because some idiot Russians – and don\u2019t pretend they weren\u2019t Russians – thought he was me.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI see. That means I was later in getting here than I thought\u2026 well, do you think anyone will believe you? I mean, when you go to your policeman will he believe that crazy Russians are out to get you?\u201d Dimitri raised an eyebrow and then shrugged \u201cNiet, I think not.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDo you know the men? Could you identify them for me?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201c I know them.\u201d Dimitri nodded, \u201cI shall help you stop them, but perhaps it would be better if you were to go from here, Adam, take your family and go somewhere safe.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAbandon ship, you mean?\u201d Adam\u2019s eyes narrowed as he stared at the other man. \u201cYou have already told me how unsafe this world is for anyone who crosses Lebedev or Gorchakov. Paris didn\u2019t keep Daniel safe, a good stout ship in Tripoli didn\u2019t protect Hathaway \u2026 who had nothing to do with anything except be on board ship with me. Dimitri, are your countrymen all crazy?\u201d<\/p>\n Dimitri Doestov stubbed out his cheroot and snapped the lid of the silver box shut upon it. He leaned forwards \u201cNo, my friend, not at all. But understand this, Russia is growing very big, very fast. Soon it will be a vast power that will dominate this world, perhaps even more so than your own country or the British Empire. The people in control of this country -\u201d he paused and then leaned back in his chair, slowly, \u201cwell, perhaps they act crazy in order to protect the future for Russia.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cPolitics?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDa \u2026 is so.\u201d<\/p>\n They were at stalemate, each staring at the other and unsure how to proceed. Finally Adam sat down at his desk and said very quietly \u201cWell, you came here with more than bad news to tell me. What do you suggest now?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou will not go away? Perhaps to your friend Laurence Willoughby in England?\u201d<\/p>\n Adam laughed coldly and shook his head \u201cDon\u2019t you think your friends would know all about Laurence in England? Look, I have a family and a wife to care for, to keep safe, and I intend to do just that, Dimitri. I\u2019m not going to cut and run, after all, there isn\u2019t anywhere to run too according to you. I\u2019m not going to let those murdering thugs get away with murder, even if I have to deal with them by myself.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou will – how did you phrase it to me once – take the battle to the enemy. Da?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThat\u2019s right, Doestov. That\u2019s exactly what I intend to do.\u201d<\/p>\n Chapter 17<\/p>\n Reuben ran into the house with his books swinging from one hand and his lunch pail from the other. His boots clattered over the floor as he ran to tell his parents the events of the day, particularly the fact that Rose Canady had been brought from school by Hank and taken on to the Ponderosa. \u201cPa. Ma. Pa. Ma.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam caught him by the arm as he swung past the kitchen \u201cHey, not so fast, young man, you\u2019ll fall over your own feet if you keep going at that pace.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSorry, Pa.\u201d he grinned at Adam didn\u2019t even mind when his father ruffled his hair and made it stick up on end, \u201cRosie Canady -.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWe know, son.\u201d Adam put his arm around the boys shoulders and led him to the settee, \u201cSit down now and catch your breath. Better?\u201d he raised his eyebrows and smiled, nodded as Reuben said he was fine \u201cNow then, we had some bad news about Rosie\u2019s Pa -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cUncle Candy?\u201d Reuben leaned forward \u201cWhat happened to him?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe was shot, some men ambushed him on the way back from town and Uncle Luke and Matt were close by to help bring him to the Ponderosa. \u201c<\/p>\n \u201cIs he dead?\u201d the boys eyes widened ghoulishly although in his heart of hearts the last thing he wanted to hear was the affirmative.<\/p>\n \u201cNo, but he is very ill. Now – er -\u201d he paused when Olivia came down the stairs to join them, she kissed her son on the head \u201cHas Pa told you about Uncle Candy?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes\u2019m\u201d<\/p>\n She sat down next to Adam and slipped her hand into his, then smiled at them both so that Adam was able to tell Reuben that for the next few days they would be staying with Granpa. Olivia sighed, smiled \u201cYou\u2019ll like that, won\u2019t you, Reuben?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSure, but why -?\u201d he frowned \u201cWill there be room – I mean – what about Rose and David, where will they sleep?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThat\u2019s all been arranged, Reuben. Now, go up and collect the things you\u2019d like to have with you and then we can leave.\u201d Adam stood up as he was speaking as though his mind was already on other things, his hand settled upon Olivia\u2019s shoulder even as Reuben ran upstairs with a clatter and calling out for his sister in a boisterous boyish manner. Adam smiled down at his wife, \u201cHe doesn\u2019t do anything quietly, does he?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNot any more.\u201d she said and with a sigh wrapped her arms around him and held him closer \u201cAre you sure this is what you think is best?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cQuite sure, sweetheart.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThat Russian – will he be coming back?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI don\u2019t know; perhaps.\u201d he was stroking her back in an absent minded manner, but the closeness of her drew him from his thoughts so that he hugged her involuntarily before releasing her \u201cHave you everything you need?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt will only be for a few days, won\u2019t it?\u201d she still held his hand, her fingers entwined around his so loosely that there was barely any grip.<\/p>\n \u201cPerhaps even less than that.\u201d<\/p>\n Cheng Ho Lee came in to the room and after a slight bow told them that the rig was now ready. \u201cLittle Missy already in and waiting.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThank you, Cheng Ho Lee.\u201d Olivia smiled and went to the bottom of the stairs, \u201cReuben, we\u2019re leaving now.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cJust coming.\u201d and with a thud and a bang the boy emerged from his room with some of his favourite toys in a box.<\/p>\n \u201cYou won\u2019t need all of those.\u201d Olivia laughed but he shook his head in disagreement<\/p>\n \u201cI left my best of all toys here, just in case Hannah gets hold of them and breaks them.\u201d he said in a very patronising manner that made his father laugh before he was swung up onto his shoulders and carried aloft to the waiting vehicle. Candy Canady\u2019s world consisted of colours – there was black, purple, violet with sudden flashes of brilliant vermilion and every so often a light would spark across the whole spectrum of colour and it was that which would cause him to jerk as though in physical pain.<\/p>\n Paul Martin closed his bag with a snap and shook his head thoughtfully, \u201cHe\u2019s putting up a good fight, Ann. I really do think he will pull through.\u201d he put a cool hand to Candy\u2019s brow and then at his throat, \u201cFeverish still though. I\u2019d have liked to have seen that much lower by now.\u201d<\/p>\n Ann glanced over at Hester who was standing by the door with Ben, who had his arm around his daughter in laws shoulders. He left her now and approached Ann to place a gentle reassuring hand upon her shoulder \u201cWhat do we need to do to help, Paul?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou can only continue doing what you are doing now, Ben. I\u2019m sorry that I can\u2019 t do more than I am, but in cases like this it takes time, a physician is at best merely a tool, the human body has to now restore itself.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBut he won\u2019t die, will he?\u201d Ann whispered, while with one hand she groped for the reassuring touch of Ben\u2019s hand.<\/p>\n \u201cI can\u2019t even promise you that, my dear. He\u2019s fighting, he\u2019s strong and determined with a will to live. If I were a betting man -\u201d he frowned and looked down at Candy who lay so still in the bed \u201cI\u2019d say the odds were 40-60, in his favour.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThey\u2019re good odds, Paul.\u201d Ben said with a slight smile as he looked over at Hester who nodded as though she agreed.<\/p>\n \u201cI thought so,\u201d Paul agreed and then turned to Ann \u201cMrs Canady, Ann, I have to ask you to take care of yourself now. Rest while you can, even if it is just lying on your bed for an hour, you need to take nourishment and make sure you are not too worn down by staying too long with him. I\u2019m sure someone will come for you immediately if you are needed for any reason.\u201d<\/p>\n Ann merely nodded and smiled, assured him that of course he was right, and yes, she would do as he suggested and remained in her chair. When the door closed behind Paul she leaned closer to her husband and held his hand against her cheek while Hester drew up a chair and sat by her side. Olivia sat as close to her husband as she possibly could, hugging his arm close into her side as though somehow she could protect him from all the evils that seemed to be coalescing around him. As she rode alongside him for the few miles to the Ponderosa main house, she thought over all that he had told her once the Russian had left.<\/p>\n She still felt that tightening of the throat when she remembered how he had looked at her when she had walked into that study; how he had taken hold of her hand and then drawn her into his arms and held her very tightly as though she had been the one needed the consolation from losing a dearly loved friend.<\/p>\n She had listened without interruption as he had told her about Daniel and his family, and then about Aaron Hathaway who had gone down with his ship in Tripoli. She had the right answers and given him only what she could offer, which was her unfailing love and support. It was afterwards that the impact of what he had said, and left unsaid, had been felt. As she had taken hold of Sofia\u2019s hand and led her down the stairs she realised that he hadn\u2019t given her a solution to the problem, he hadn\u2019t told her what he had planned to do.<\/p>\n She had watched him with Sofia and the way he had laughed and teased her, and how he had been the same with Reuben. She had watched and wondered what was going on in his mind as he acted as though he hadn\u2019t a care in the world, that going to spend a few days with Gran\u2019pa was just another of life\u2019s adventures.<\/p>\n She had grabbed at his arm just before they had got to the rig and called him by name so that he had turned, given her a half smile and just said \u201cNot now, Olivia.\u201d<\/p>\n Now they rode side by side and in silence to the main house and she felt frightened. She stared at the road ahead and realised she had felt fearful from the time she had seen that Dimitri Doestov sitting by the fire in their home. When had he arrived? How had he got into the house? What really had been discussed between him and her husband?<\/p>\n She felt Adam turn towards her so looked around to face him, his smile was as gentle as always, his brown eyes were soft and tender as he caught her gaze \u201cSweetheart, don\u2019t worry. It\u2019ll be alright.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat will be alright, Adam?\u201d she shivered into his side and hugged him closer \u201cI don\u2019t know \u2026 \u201c<\/p>\n \u201cYou don\u2019t have to, Livvy.\u201d he winked at her and then turned to look ahead, \u201cI hope Candy\u2019s pulled through. I\u2019d hate for him to die because of me.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt wasn\u2019t because of you.\u201d she whispered.<\/p>\n \u201cWasn\u2019t it?\u201d he turned and raised an eyebrow, gave her that half grimace half grin that implied self doubt if nothing else. \u201cLivvy, he was riding Sport and -\u201d<\/p>\n She put her hand to his mouth to silence the words, she was tired of hearing them, if not from him from the constant going round and round in her own head. \u201cDon\u2019t talk about it.\u201d<\/p>\n Perhaps he thought she meant that they shouldn\u2019t talk about it with the children able to hear, but what she had really meant was that she didn\u2019t want to hear about it and face that fear that was eating her up so that now she looked over her shoulder. Reuben was watching them and she saw that his face was anxious so she smiled, mother\u2019s reassuring \u2019everything\u2019s alright\u2019 smile.<\/p>\n \u201cPa?\u201d Reuben immediately said as the horses turned into the last part of the track that would take them into the Ponderosa\u2019s yard.<\/p>\n \u201cYes, Reuben?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWill we be staying at Gran\u2019pa\u2019s very long?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cCould be a few days. Why?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI was just wondering about my essay for school. I promised Miss Brandon that I\u2019d hand it in tomorrow. Will I still be going to school?\u201d<\/p>\n Adam paused, he glanced at his wife who was wondering the same thing \u201cI\u2019ll take your essay into Miss Brandon tomorrow when I go to town. Have you written it out already?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI was going to do it tonight.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThen you\u2019d best make sure it\u2019s done.\u201d<\/p>\n They skirted the stables and entered the yard just as Paul Martin was clambering into his buggy. He stopped and turned round to face them as Adam pulled the horses up beside the old doctors buggy \u201cGood day Olivia, Adam\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHow\u2019s Candy?\u201d Olivia asked immediately while Adam jumped down and then walked around the back of the rig to go to help her down.<\/p>\n \u201cHolding his own, Olivia. I can\u2019t really say more than that just now.\u201d he looked at her closely as she stepped closer to him, behind her Adam was swinging Sofia down onto the ground while Reuben managed it on his own. \u201cHow are you, Olivia, you\u2019re looking a mite peaky.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m alright, Dr Martin. Just tired.\u201d<\/p>\n Sofia looked up at Paul and smiled \u201cDo you know what, Dr Martin, my mommy is going to have a baby.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell, I never -.\u201d Paul replied scrunching down to her level \u201cIs that so? What do you want – a brother or a sister?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI already got a brother, so I think I\u2019d like a sister best.\u201d the little girl replied and then looked at Olivia \u201cCan we have a little baby girl, mommy, please?\u201d<\/p>\n Adam grinned and his eyes twinkled, the thought of that baby was something that brought a lightness to the dark of the day and he stroked Sofia\u2019s blonde curls gently, \u201cWell, I guess we\u2019ll just have to make do with what we get, Sofia. What do you think, Reuben?\u201d<\/p>\n Reuben shrugged and frowned \u201cI don\u2019t care. A baby\u2019s just a baby for a long time, isn\u2019t it?\u201d<\/p>\n They laughed a little at that very matter of fact comment which made Reuben blush a little and feel as though he had said something stupid so he ran into the house, followed quickly by his sister. Adam watched them go through the door and then turned to Paul \u201cSeriously though, how is Candy?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe\u2019s got a long fight ahead of him, Adam. I gave them 40-60 odds in there, but I may have been too generous. \u201c he stroked his chin thoughtfully, \u201cA lot of blood loss, internal bleeding. But he is a fighter, and he has a lot to fight for -\u201d<\/p>\n Adam reached out and took hold of Olivia\u2019s hand, he nodded and thanked Paul who said he would be coming back in the morning unless called out. As he got into the buggy Ben joined them on the porch with Hannah in his arms \u201cHas he told you?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes.\u201d Adam nodded while Olivia stepped up to kiss Ben and enter the house, \u201cIt\u2019s bad, isn\u2019t it?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell, yes. But it could be worse. He could already be dead.\u201d<\/p>\n It was a sombre thought for it to be put forward as good news, but Adam said nothing but entered the house with Ben and Hannah immediately behind him. Mary Ann and Joe were already there, both looking serious and talking in soft voices to Olivia, while Hoss was attempting to cajole Rosie and David from their worries by tempting them with playing. Adam looked around the room and then at Olivia who was watching him anxiously.<\/p>\n Daniel was crawling towards Sofia with a determination that indicated true Cartwright grit while Hope was mewling softly from her crib which diverted Hoss\u2019 attentions from the Canady children to looking after the baby. Sofia ran up to Rosie to show her the new doll which left them to wander off together. Reuben was pulling paper and pencils from his school pack and setting it out on the table to which David Canady wandered with a listless sadness hovering upon his shoulders.<\/p>\n Adam felt a misery well up within him and tighten around his gut as he looked on at them all. Ben was talking but he couldn\u2019t seem to hear what his father was saying until Ben took hold of him by the arm \u201cCome over here, where we can talk more privately.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam followed Ben but often glanced over his shoulder at those in the main part of the room before reaching the desk, where Ben sat down and he pulled out the other chair to sit. \u201cWell?\u201d<\/p>\n Ben cleared his throat \u201cThe sheriff came and took the body away.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat did he say?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNot much. He asked what had happened but all we could offer was hearsay. He\u2019s going to see Luke tomorrow.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat does he intend to do?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI guess he\u2019s going to try and find the men who did it.\u201d Ben leaned forward \u201cThe papers on the mans body show him to be a Peter White, there was a letter addressed to him in Bedrock.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI know Bedrock.\u201d Adam murmured with a nod of the head.<\/p>\n \u201cWell, that must have been his last known address -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI don\u2019t think so.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAdam -?\u201d Ben shook his head in exasperation \u201cDo you still think he has any connection with you? Couldn\u2019t it possibly be that, even if they did mistake Candy for you, that is was just a spur of the moment ambush in the hope of getting some money from him, of robbing him?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThat would be the easier option, wouldn\u2019t it?\u201d Adam sighed and leaned against the back of the chair \u201cBut I don\u2019t think it was that, and I don\u2019t think that dead man was called Peter White either.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAdam -!\u201d Ben bowed his head, sighed and then looked up at him \u201cWhat makes you so sure you could be right?\u201d<\/p>\n Adam was about to speak when Joe approached and after clearing his voice asked if he could say something, after a swift glance at Adam, Ben nodded \u201cSpeak your mind, son.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI was just thinking – well – Mary Ann and I were just thinking that perhaps it would be better if Olivia and the children stayed with us, after all, there\u2019s room to spare and – and with Ann here -\u201d he looked at Adam \u201cWhat do you think, Adam?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat does Olivia say?\u201d Adam replied<\/p>\n \u201cShe\u2019s fine about it. Hank can take Reuben into school -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, he won\u2019t be going to school for a while.\u201d Adam said quietly, \u201cI\u2019d prefer him to stay hereabouts, I don\u2019t want any of them near the town for a few days.\u201d<\/p>\n Joe gave his brother a long penetrating look and after a sideways glance at Ben he nodded \u201cAlright, if that\u2019s what you want, Mary Ann will be only too pleased to help him with his school work so he won\u2019t get behind.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThanks, Joe. I\u2019d appreciate that -.\u201d Adam watched as Joe turned to walk back to the others then stopped him \u201cJoe – one moment -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat is it?\u201d Joe half turned, his face looked anxious, strained. \u201cAnything wrong?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, it\u2019s just that I forgot to mention before but Stalking Horse is here -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHere?\u201d Joe\u2019s eyebrows shot up as his eyes widened \u201cStalking Horse?\u201d<\/p>\n In as few words as possible Adam explained how Johnny Tall Bear had been at the Double D and told him about the Cheyenne. \u201cHe wants to see you, Joe.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMe? What about?\u201d<\/p>\n Adam shrugged and shook his head. Joe fidgeted about a little and then asked whereabouts was he supposed to meet up with the Indian to which Adam said he hadn\u2019t been told, but no doubt they would eventually find out.<\/p>\n Chapter 18<\/p>\n The undertaker opened the door to the attractive looking man waiting on his threshold. He smiled \u201cYou can just walk in, you know. No need to knock.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m sorry, I didn\u2019t know.\u201d Sergei mumbled and looked around him and wondered if perhaps he had made a mistake to have come, he looked at Jenkins and cleared his throat as he removed his hat, \u201cYou have a man here, just – I mean – he was dead.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThey usually are.\u201d Jenkins replied with a grimace \u201cYou mean the man who was shot and brought back from the Ponderosa?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes.\u201d Sergei was very careful to pronounce the words right, it was so easy to slip into his natural tongue. One of the reasons Lebedev had selected him for this assignment was because he spoke the American English so well but even so it was easy to lose concentration and forget.<\/p>\n \u201cHe\u2019s in the back.\u201d Jenkins said and led Sergei through the shop to the rear of the building where coffins lined the walls and where the late departed was reclining in a cheap pine box set on some boxes. \u201cNo one seems to know who he is – you a relative?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo.. I only met him yesterday, he was in the same boarding house – Mrs Beaumonts – and I thought I should come and pay my respects.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMrs Beaumonts huh? She cooks a good breakfast I hear – well, here he is, Peter White, last known address Bedrock. You know the place?\u201d<\/p>\n Sergei shook his head, he didn\u2019t want to disappoint Mr Jenkins by saying they had picked the name of the place randomly. He sighed \u201cSo how he was shot?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cS\u2019right, got the bullets here.\u201d Jenkins nodded over to an enamel bowl where three bullets nestled, \u201cNot all from the same gun but effective shooting. Any three of them would have been the killing shot.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat was he doing on the Ponderosa? Do you know?\u201d Sergei took one last look at the dead man and turned to leave the room, this time Jenkins followed behind him.<\/p>\n \u201cWell, from what the sheriff \u2018s nephew told me he, along with three others, ambushed Candy Canady and tried to kill him.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cCandy Canady? Who\u2019s he?\u201d Sergei frowned and felt a deep pit of foreboding opening up before him.<\/p>\n \u201cOnly Ben Cartwrights foreman. \u201c Jenkins replied in surprise \u201cI thought everyone knew him by now.\u201d<\/p>\n Sergei shrugged \u201cI\u2019m new in town. \u201c<\/p>\n \u201cAh I see, mining is it?\u201d Jenkins raised his eyebrows as Sergei looked blankly back at him, \u201cAre you in mining or looking for work on a ranch ?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, I\u2019m just passing through on my way to San Francisco, I\u2019m – I\u2019m a clerk.\u201d<\/p>\n Jenkins nodded and gave a thin smile \u201cI see.\u201d<\/p>\n He watched as Sergei left the building, the little bell tinkled above the door as it closed and with a sigh he walked over and turned the notice to indicate they were now closed. He watched as the Russian crossed the road and shook his head \u201cOddest looking clerk I\u2019ve seen, still, takes all kinds to make a world, I guess.\u201d<\/p>\n Sergei was greeted at the Boarding House by Mrs Beaumont who smiled and greeted him with a cheery \u2018Good evening, Mr Lorimer, the evening meal is about to be served. I\u2019m afraid one of my guests won\u2019t be joining us though, Mr White – such a shame -\u201d<\/p>\n He listened to her without paying any attention except to nod and mutter something beneath his breath every so often. He couldn\u2019t believe that they had made such a mistake \u2026 Candy Canady, they had shot Candy Canady and not Adam Cartwright. He shook his head and like a man in a trance made his way to the dining room. Olivia walked beside her husband with her hand in his and her steps matching his own. She wasn\u2019t wanting to talk, because there was just too much to say and she knew that she would have to choose her words carefully. Every so often she would glance up at the window of the room in which Candy was fighting to live and it reminded her of what Adam had always said about death, how it could come and snatch a man away, he didn\u2019t have to be on the high seas in a ship to be taken<\/p>\n \u201cHere, Livvy, sit here.\u201d he indicated the bench and gently helped her onto it, not that she needed any help but it was his way and she appreciated the touch of his free hand on her elbow. He sat down beside her, squeezed her fingers between his own and smiled at her, she could see his features by the moonlight \u201cAre you angry with me?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo. I\u2019m frightened though.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhy?\u201d he sounded surprised and she wondered why, it seemed strange to her that he would have expected her to be angry but not frightened.<\/p>\n \u201cThat man, Doestov?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat about him?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThere\u2019s something about him that made me feel – scared. He\u2019s a strange man and just some kind of feeling about him.\u201d she shook her head \u201cI can\u2019t explain it, but since I\u2019ve met him I keep getting shivers down my back.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou aren\u2019t the first to say that about him, and you\u2019re right to feel that way too, I wouldn\u2019t trust him as far as I could throw him. \u201c<\/p>\n \u201cThen why did he come? Why did he have to come and cause all these problems?\u201d<\/p>\n Adam raised his eyebrows and shook his head \u201cHe didn\u2019t cause the problems, dear, they already existed. He wants to help us sort the problem out.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhy? Do you trust him enough to believe him?\u201d<\/p>\n He chuckled then, not with mirth, just a dry laugh \u201cNo, not really, but we shall see what happens, take him at his word and see what the outcome is.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAdam, can\u2019t you come and stay with us at Joe\u2019s? I don\u2019t like you going into town and staying there, please don\u2019t go.\u201d<\/p>\n He looked at her then, looked deep into those wide open eyes the colour of which he could not see in the darkening gloom of night, but which he could imagine as being dark like emeralds. \u201cI have to go, Livvy. It\u2019s something that needs to be done, and there\u2019s not much point in trying to get me to change my mind, because I won\u2019t.\u201d he stroked her face gently, tracing the contours of her features \u201cWhat would you rather I do? Wait here for them to come for me and see someone else harmed as a result? What if it were one of the children? What if it were you\u2026\u201d and when she gasped at those words he pulled her roughly towards him and kissed her, kissed her hard so that she would know how precious, and how ghastly such a thought, such a fear was to him. Ben stood in the centre of the yard and watched as Adam rode out on one of the spare horses. They had checked Sport\u2019s wound and decided it was not right to take the animal out when it was still being treated, although Hoss said it would heal well enough it was still raw. Adam had fussed the horse and given him a handful of oats before asking his father for another mount.<\/p>\n \u201cDon\u2019t you think you\u2019re taking this a bit too far, Adam?\u201d Ben had said as he had watched his son saddle the animal.<\/p>\n \u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou could stay here, we\u2019ve enough men, enough guns to fight an army off.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt isn\u2019t that kind of fight, Pa.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThen what kind is it?\u201d Ben had snorted petulantly, \u201cIf four men could ride out and ambush Candy like they did, what\u2019s so different about them?\u201d<\/p>\n Adam hadn\u2019t replied but just checked the stirrups and then proceeded to walk the horse from the stall, he had led it out to the yard and then mounted into the saddle, \u201cPa, make sure that Olivia and the children don\u2019t leave here, will you? Take care of them for me?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou know that I will, son, but -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo \u2018buts\u2019, Pa. This is just a case of tying up some loose ends, that\u2019s all.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAdam -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019ll be back as soon as I can.\u201d<\/p>\n So now Ben stood and watched as his son rode out into the night. Of course it hadn\u2019t been the first time, it had happened many a time before, but this time was different and Ben felt as though the facts about which he had not been told, made it somehow evil.<\/p>\n \u201cPa?\u201d Hoss\u2019 footsteps on the ground approached him and the older man turned \u201cYes, what\u2019s wrong, Hoss?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNothing, Pa. Just to tell you that Candy seems to be coming round.\u201d Hoss turned to look in the direction his brother had taken and shook his head \u201cDid he tell you anything more about what was going on?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cJust that he was tying up loose ends.\u201d Ben murmured still staring into the distance although the rider had long disappeared. In the silence they could hear the thud of the horses hoofs fading into the distance, \u201cHe told me, when we were in San Francisco, that the Secretary of State had told him to make himself invisible, stay clear of what was going on\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYeah, well, it ain\u2019t his fault that the business in San Francisco followed him here, is it, Pa?\u201d<\/p>\n Ben looked at Hoss thoughtfully and then put his arm around his sons shoulders as they both turned back to the house, \u201cNo, you\u2019re right.\u201d<\/p>\n At the door they both turned to look up at the night sky, Ben forced a smile \u201cSo Candy seems to be improving?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYeah, he opened his eyes and recognised Ann.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell, that\u2019s some good news.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSure is, if he keeps it up he\u2019ll be up and about in no time at all.\u201d his optimistic son replied and then as he turned to close the door he said as though it hardly really needed to be said \u201cJoe and I will ride into town first thing in the morning, Pa. Don\u2019t you worry none, we\u2019ll keep an eye on him. Count Dimitri Doestov had signed the hotel register with a flourish and seen his case taken to his suite of rooms. As he mounted the stairs behind the bell boy he thought over his conversation with Adam Cartwright and wondered what the outcome of it would be and how it would result for him, Doestov.<\/p>\n He gave the boy some coins and dismissed him with a wave of the hand, slowly removing his grey kid gloves as he walked into the centre of the room. The lamps had already been lit and a fire glowed in the grate all designed to make the traveller feel warm and welcomed no doubt.<\/p>\n Doestov poured himself some brandy from a decanter on the bureau and then carried the glass to a chair in to which he seated himself. Logic told him that Lebedev would have known exactly where he was going as soon as he had been told that he had left the ship. Would he have known the reason why? He sipped the brandy slowly as he recalled to mind his last words with the Count, and shook his head, yes, Lebedev would know exactly why he had left the ship and followed in the tracks of the four men that had been sent to kill Adam Cartwright.<\/p>\n He stared out across the room at the picture hanging on the wall and concluded that it was a very cheap painting by a very unskilled artist, but having said that, it still retained some charm. He sipped more of the brandy and asked himself, as he had done many times before, why Gorchakov had sent him on this charade of a mission. Had it been in order to prevent Lebedev carrying out his personal desires and in some way circumventing those of the State Chancellor?<\/p>\n He emptied the glass and decided that even if the painting was cheap, the brandy certainly was not. A superior vintage. He remained seated however as he thought over what would happen to him if they knew he had told Adam Cartwright so much\u2026 after some minutes of contemplation about the various ways in which they would dispose of him, Dimitri Doestov rose to his feet and walked over to the bureau where he poured himself another glass of brandy. Adam didn\u2019t sleep in the big bed he shared with Olivia but instead made up the bed in the spare room. There was so much to think about and to mull over in his mind that he expected sleep to elude him for hours but he had no sooner put his head on the pillow than he had fallen asleep.<\/p>\n Outside in the stalls the horses shifted about until they also settled into sleep, a light wind brushed through the boughs of the trees and the swing Sofia enjoyed so much swayed back and forth with the breeze.<\/p>\n In the main house Ben tried to sleep aware of the anxious woman in the room across the passage who was keeping vigil at her husband\u2019s bedside. He tossed and turned until eventually he had to get up and pull on his dressing gown. Taking up a lamp he crossed the corridor and tapped lightly on the door . In the lamp light Ann Canady looked as though she were fading away with her eyes overlarge in her pretty face.<\/p>\n \u201cHow is he?\u201d Ben whispered.<\/p>\n \u201cNot much change, I thought -\u201d she turned to glance over at the man in the bed \u201cI thought he was showing some improvement but nothing since then.\u201d<\/p>\n Ben nodded and stepped into the room, \u201cAnn, why not go and get some sleep. I\u2019ll keep an eye on Candy and will let you know as soon as anything happens.\u201d<\/p>\n She hesitated for a moment and then reluctantly nodded \u201cThank you, Ben.\u201d<\/p>\n She kissed Candy\u2019s brow, smoothed back his dark hair and looked lovingly down at his face. \u201cHis given name\u2019s William, you know?\u201d she whispered over to Ben, \u201cIt was his father\u2019s name and he – he didn\u2019t want to be known by it, so when people started calling him Candy, he just let it stick.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI remember him telling me,\u201d Ben said as he walked her to the door<\/p>\n \u201cHis father wasn\u2019t like you, Ben. He was a cruel man -.\u201d Ann paused by the door and looked back at the bed \u201cYou will call me if – if there\u2019s any change?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI promise.\u201d<\/p>\n She hovered for a moment more and then very quietly, like a shadow, passed along the corridor to the room where her children slept and a bed had been prepared for her. Ben closed the door and returned to the bedside where Candy Canady silently and resolutely fought to live.<\/p>\n Chapter 19<\/p>\n It was still dark when Adam woke up and once he had tidied away the things in the guest room and completed his ablutions he went downstairs to make himself some coffee and breakfast. Immediately that was finished he went to his study and sat down to write several letters.<\/p>\n Each letter contained the full extent of Dimitri\u2019s disclosures plus the events of the previous day with Candy having been shot. After each one had been sealed in their envelopes and the addresses carefully written down he went to the other room and buckled on his gun belt and shrugged himself into his old yellow coat, checked that the envelopes were snug in his pocket and carefully placed his black hat over his head.<\/p>\n Cheng Ho Lee appeared from his own room and apologised profusely for not being ready, apologies that Adam brushed aside \u201cCheng Ho Lee, I\u2019m relying on you to look after my wife and the children when they come back here, take good care of them, alright?\u201d<\/p>\n The other man frowned, his round smooth face furrowed up in confusion \u201cYou not coming back?\u201d<\/p>\n Adam smiled as he tied the leather thong of his holster around his thigh \u201cI intend to, Cheng Ho Lee, but just in case -\u201d he winked and after a nod of the head opened the door, paused and then thanked him.<\/p>\n The door closed with a finality that caused the Cheng Ho Lee\u2019s heart to sink. Dimitri had his morning meal in his suite and then spent some time looking out of the window to watch the people coming and going. It wasn\u2019t long before he recognised a familiar figure and with a nod of the head followed him with his eyes to see where he would go and what he would do.<\/p>\n Unaware of being under anyone\u2019s scrutiny, least of all Doestov\u2019s, Sergei walked to a livery stable and slipped innocuously inside. Looking around him to ensure that he was not being observed he went to a stall where he found Marek busy grooming one of the horses. \u201cWhere\u2019s Jakob?\u201d he demanded immediately.<\/p>\n Marek shrugged \u201cHe was in the saloon last time I saw him.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThis early?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019s his business what he does.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, it is not.\u201d Segei frowned, he glanced uneasily over his shoulder \u201cHave you heard anything?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThen let me tell you ..\u201d and as briefly as possible he told Marek about Candy and their error in shooting the wrong man. Marek paused in brushing the horse and then nodded \u201cSo, now we murder innocent men.\u201d he shook his head \u201cI think we should return to our ship and leave this business to someone else.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cGood, you return to the ship if you want to do so, but what will you tell Lebedev, huh? Do you think you will come out of that interview alive? Do you think he cares how many innocent people die? Look, I was with his brother in Alaska when we were given orders to get rid of a whole village of what you call innocent people. Count Alexei didn\u2019t care anymore than his brother will \u2026 so long as we get the man he is after.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI see, the end justifies the means, is that it?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cJust keep yourself available for when I need you again.\u201d he was about to move away when he paused \u201cWhat are you doing here anyway with that horse?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI got a job.\u201d Marek said simply and with his customary shrug, \u201cYou said to act naturally, so – for me I would work so I found some work – is that wrong?\u201d<\/p>\n Sergei grinned \u201cNo, no it\u2019s not wrong.\u201d<\/p>\n Marek said nothing to that but resumed his grooming and concentrating on the job he was doing. He watched the other man leave the stables and close the door behind him. Tom glanced up as the bell tinkled and announced a client, with a grin and a nod he immediately turned to the pigeon hole marked Ponderosa \u201cHere you are, Adam.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam Cartwright took the mail and then slipped the letters he had previously written out of his pocket and placed them on the counter \u201cSend these off for me, Tom.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSure will, Adam. How\u2019s Candy making out now?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHolding his own last I heard, thank you.\u201d Adam watched as Tom weighed and then stamped the post knowing that the clerk was bursting at the seams with curiosity and pleasure at seeing the names on the envelopes. No doubt it would be a source of conversation at his mother\u2019s dining table later in the day.<\/p>\n \u201cYou know, Adam, I was thinking about what happened to Candy,\u201d Tom said while staring at the address of the Secretary of State, Hamilton Fish, \u201cWhen he came in and collected his mail there was some other guy here, just stood right there at the door as though waiting \u2018cept he didn\u2019t come into here, but stood there as though listening.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat else did he do?\u201d Adam placed some coins on the counter and continued to shuffle the mail he\u2019d been given until he came to those addressed to him.<\/p>\n \u201cNothing, he jest went.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWent?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYep, soon as Candy had turned round and got the mail I noticed the other man had gone.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDid you mention this to the sheriff?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNope, should I have done?\u201d Toms brow clouded, his bottom lip twitched, \u201cSheriff Armitage ain\u2019t like Roy, Adam.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam only shrugged \u201cHe\u2019s still the law around here, what information you give him may help him track down the men who ambushed Candy.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYeah, yeah I guess you\u2019re right at that\u2026I\u2019ll go tell him later.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam nodded and slowly made his way out into the street putting the mail to the Ponderosa in his pocket before he opened the letter addressed to him. It was brief and to the point and from Laurence Willoughby informing him of the death in a traffic accident of the O\u2019Brien family. There was no mention of there being any suspicion of it being anything other than an accident.<\/p>\n Dan deQuille stepped onto the sidewalk just as Adam was passing the door of the building to the Territorial Enterprise, \u201c\u2019Morning, Adam. You\u2019re very early.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cCame for my mail.\u201d Adam replied coolly<\/p>\n \u201cReally? And how is Candy today?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cLast night he was holding his own, today I couldn\u2019t tell you.\u201d Adam nodded and took a step forward but was prevented by a hand on his chest \u201cWhat do you want, deQuille?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cA story.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam narrowed his eyes and looked at the other man as though he were something one found on the bottom of his boot, he shook his head \u201cWhat do you mean . a story?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cTalk in town is that Candy was shot because the ambushers thought he was you, he was riding your horse and -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo story, Dan.\u201d he recommenced walking on towards the sheriffs office without looking back although deQuille stood there waiting for him to do so for quite some time.<\/p>\n Sheriff Armitage looked up from his desk as the door opened and narrowed his eyes, then he scratched his head, his chest and rose to his feet, \u201cWell, you\u2019re the early bird.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI had things to do in town.\u201d Adam explained removing his hat and approaching the sheriff while his dark eyes looked more closely at this man who had replaced Roy, \u201cI wondered if you had found out any more information about the men who had ambushed Candy.\u201d<\/p>\n Armitage shrugged and pursed his lips, \u201cI\u2019m going to see Luke Dent later this morning to get his statement. Good thing he happened to be riding by or your friend Candy would be dead by now\u2026 \u201c he frowned \u201cHe isn\u2019t dead is he?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNot that I\u2019m aware of.\u201d Adam replied twisting his hat round and round between his fingers.<\/p>\n \u201cThe man who was killed was a Peter White. From the contents of his papers he was some kind of itinerant worker, no family to speak of, no evidence of one anyway. He came here about ten days ago, stayed at Mrs Beaumonts Boarding House. She said he was a quiet man, she didn\u2019t see much of him at all. \u201c<\/p>\n \u201cAnd -?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAnd what?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell, anything else? Where did he come from? Any references on his body? What about the weapons he was carrying? His clothes \u2026?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHis clothes? What\u2019s his clothes got to do with anything?\u201d Armitage narrowed his eyes and then gave a thin lipped smile, then raised a finger which he pointed at the other man \u201cAh, I know what you\u2019re doing, you\u2019re trying to find out the information I\u2019ve got to tell Roy Coffee, ain\u2019t\u2019cha?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNope, Roy Coffee didn\u2019t even enter my head. I just wanted to know what information you had found about the man – one of the men – who had thought they were ambushing me.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhy would you get to think that? What reason would anyone have to ambush you?\u201d \u201cJust one thing, Sheriff, have you found any reason yet why anyone would want to ambush Candy?\u201d<\/p>\n With those words hanging on the air, Adam left the office, passing Clem as he did so and awarding him only a curt nod in acknowledgement.<\/p>\n Jenkins the Undertaker had just turned the card to indicate he was open for business when Adam stepped into the store. He removed his hat and smiled, \u201cG\u2019morning, Mr. Jenkins.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAdam Cartwright, well, it sure is a pleasure to see you, sir. How are you? Nothing wrong I hope?\u201d he leaned forward with a half smile on his face that made Adam feel uncomfortable as though by stepping through the door he was under some kind of obligation to produce a dead body for the man to work on \u201cHow is Mr Canady?\u201d<\/p>\n Adam replied as usual and then cleared his throat \u201cI – er – I came to ask you a favour, Mr. Jenkins. I wondered if I could look at the man who was brought in here yesterday.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh, the man who shot Mr. Canady? Of course, come right this way\u2026mind your head on that lamp, that\u2019s right, just duck here and down this step.\u201d<\/p>\n The dead man hadn\u2019t changed since the previous evenings visit by Sergei. The cold temperature of the room ensured that putrefaction was kept to a minimum. Adam stepped up to the coffin and looked at the dead mans face with a scrutiny that didn\u2019t escape Jenkins\u2019 notice \u201cDid you know him, Mr. Cartwright?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, I didn\u2019t. I did wonder if perhaps I would have done.\u201d he continued to look over the man so carefully that Jenkins became fidgety, \u201cNo relatives I believe?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNot that we can see.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWho\u2019ll pay for the funeral?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh he had plenty of money on him, more than I would have expected. I\u2019ll take what\u2019s owing me from that and the rest the sheriff will keep until some one claims it, I suppose.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWho\u2019s likely to claim it?<\/p>\n Jenkins shrugged \u201cWell, might be some relative come riding in some day.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam just nodded and after thanking Jenkins he left the building. Across the road Joe nudged Hoss in the ribs and indicated with a nod of the head that Adam was coming into view. Keeping their heads down they tried to blend in with the shadows while watching the direction their brother took next. Miss Brandon was more than pleased to see Adam when he presented himself at her door for the morning was still young and she had yet to start her walk to the school. When he handed her Reuben\u2019s school work she looked immediately anxious \u201cIs he ill?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, he isn\u2019t, but as things stand at present it\u2019s best he stays home.\u201d he gave her a warm smile, with bright eyes and deep dimples as though to reassure her that there was nothing to concern herself over his son. \u201cMary Ann will be making sure he keeps up with his school work so he doesn\u2019t drop behind the others, and the same with Rosie.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh yes, poor Rosie\u2026\u201d she sighed, \u201cI heard about her father being shot yesterday, I do hope that he recovers very soon.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes indeed, so do we all.\u201d he nodded politely and bade her goodbye, leaving her gazing at him in a little day dream of her own as she watched him walk away. Dimitri Doestov was standing at the window watching people going too and fro on the streets of the town when the knock came to his door. He knew it was Adam having seen him enter the hotel moments earlier so didn\u2019t hesitate to call out for him to enter. He nodded a greeting and then returned to his scrutiny of the people, \u201cYour policeman has gone from his office and ridden out of town.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe said he was going to see the men who interrupted your countrymen\u2019s attempts to kill Candy.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHumph, he doesn\u2019t look the most confident of men.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cCould you judge that just by looking at him from the window?\u201d Adam walked over to stand beside the other man and Dimitri replied that yes, he could, body language spoke a universal tongue to those who understood it.<\/p>\n After a pause of a few moments he nodded over to the livery stables \u201cOne of the men works in there, his name is Marek Belinsky. The one who is – how you say – in charge – is Sergei Kossoff. You may recognise him.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHow so?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe was one of Alexei Lebedevs men who was among those your men rescued along with me all that time ago in Alaska.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cA pity \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n Dimitri frowned \u201cA pity that you had rescued him?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, a pity that he\u2019s here now.\u201d<\/p>\n The Russian shrugged and inhaled on his cigarette, \u201cYou have been followed for some while now.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cFollowed?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOver there – two men keeping to the shadows and watching the hotel. They came just after you went into get your mail and have been following you ever since.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam followed the direction of Dimitri\u2019s finger and then shook his head, sighed and said sorrowfully \u201cThey\u2019re not following me\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI beg to disagree \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI meant, that they are but not for the reasons you think, I know them – they\u2019re my brothers.\u201d<\/p>\n Chapter 20<\/p>\n As Adam turned to pick up his hat he asked the Count what he intended to do now. For a moment Dimitri looked surprised at having been asked such a question and then he shrugged \u201cI shall wait and see who gets back\u2026.if it is you then I shall go to Lebedev and tell him he has failed, but if it is Sergei then I shall go and celebrate with them and tell Lebedev my congratulations.\u201d<\/p>\n Adams lips merely twisted into a parody of a smile before he nodded \u201cI guess that\u2019s the sensible thing to do , in your position.\u201d<\/p>\n Dimitri merely bowed his head, tapped ash into the little silver box and returned to watch the two men who were trying to appear inconspicuous as they huddled into the shadows of the Gentlemans Outfitters.<\/p>\n It took Adam no time at all to slip out of the hotel by the back entrance and to then make his way to Roy Coffees home. Rachel Darrow opened the door with a swiftness that indicated she had seen him coming and offered him coffee which he was only too happy to accept. Roy was reading a letter from the comfort of a sturdy arm chair, his spectacles balanced precariously at the end of his nose and his lips moving to frame each word. A familiar sight in unfamiliar surroundings and for a moment Adam stood there watching him and thinking over other times when he would watch the old sheriff doing just the same.<\/p>\n \u201cRoy?\u201d<\/p>\n Roy continued to mutter on, squinting his eyes in order to see more clearly until Adam cleared his throat and said more loudly \u201cRoy?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell, look who we have here – and what brings you to this place, Adam? Can\u2019t be my sister\u2019s coffee or baking? \u201c Roy beamed with delight and rose from his chair with an agility that belied his age, he shook Adam\u2019s hand and ushered him to where he could sit down. \u201cWhat can I do for you, Adam? You got that look in your eyes that spells trouble. .. And while I\u2019m about it, I heard about what happened to young Candy. Now, that was a surprise. I could never imagine anyone wanting to harm that young man.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, well, the thing is, Roy, you\u2019re right, I do need your help and -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat you got to remember, Adam, is that I ain\u2019t sheriff here no more. You been to see our new Sheriff? Ain\u2019t he a pleasure to behold? Ain\u2019t never seen a man sprigged out so nicely jest to polish the seat of the chair behind that thar desk so much..anyhow what did you want to see me about?\u201d<\/p>\n Adam sighed and cleared his throat but before he could utter a word Rachel Darrow appeared with a tray load of coffee things and cakes. She set these down on the table and smiled \u201cNow, Adam, you don\u2019t mind if I call you Adam right off, do you? It\u2019s just that Roy has talked so often about you all that I feel as though I know you almost like family. How do you like your coffee?\u201d<\/p>\n Adam opened his mouth, then paused \u201cActually, Mrs Darrow, I wonder if you would do me a favour? My brothers, Joe and Hoss, they\u2019d just love to have some coffee and some of your cake but they\u2019re kicking their heels out by the Gents Outfitters right now, waiting for me. I\u2019d – er – I\u2019d feel pretty mean if I was sitting here enjoying all this while they were just -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSay no more, I\u2019ll go and get them right away.\u201d Rachel smiled and looked at Roy, \u201cThis is so pleasant, Roy, isn\u2019t it? And you thinking that no one would bother to visit now you\u2019re retired.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam looked at Roy and smiled innocently, his face completely blank as Rachel bustled about getting herself ready to go out. The two men watched her go and as soon as the door closed Adam stood up, \u201cRoy, I can\u2019t explain much, not as I had intended because those two loons will be here soon. Help me out here, will you? Keep them here for a few hours, don\u2019t let them out of your sight and don\u2019t let them follow me.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAre you in trouble, young man?\u201d Roy stood up and peeled off his spectacles, \u201cWhat can I do to help?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cJust what I\u2019ve asked, Roy, keep them both here – until dark if possible.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019s early morning, for Pete\u2019s sake, how\u2019m I going to keep them that long.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam shrugged and slipped on his hat, \u201cOh, here\u2019s the mail for the Ponderosa, you could give them that to take home.\u201d<\/p>\n Taking the mail from his pocket he put it down on the table, gave Roy a nod of the head and hurried out of the back door. By the time Hoss and Joe were being bustled through Roy\u2019s front door Adam was already in the General Store buying up a stock of food to last him a few days.<\/p>\n He took the horse from the hitching rail to Ridleys Livery where Dimitri had already mentioned Marek Belinsky was apparently working. Seeing Adam entering the building with the horse on a rein, Anderson, Amanda\u2019s manager, came towards him with a smile, \u201cGood to see you, Adam.\u201d he took the reins as Adam handed them over, \u201cWhat can I do for you?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cCare for this horse until I get back, will you? And – cut me out a good strong animal that won\u2019t mind some rough terrain for a few days.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh , going far?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNot too sure yet, just need to go check a few things further south.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou want your own saddle and tack?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI would – thanks.\u201d he glanced around and soon noticed Marek Belinsky who seemed to be keeping busy although it was more than obvious he was also listening quite intently to what was going on, \u201cNew hand?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHired him this morning. He\u2019s a good worker. He\u2019s just passing through and wanted to get some money to pay his way.\u201d Anderson grinned, \u201cHey, Mark, get that sorrel would you? That\u2019s the one – bring him over.\u201d<\/p>\n Marek did as he was told and watched as Adam gave the horse a good look before nodding and saying it would do, whereupon Anderson instructed Marek to get the horse saddled up for Mr Cartwright. Adam paid his dues and watched as the Russian carried out the work. \u201cWhere are you from then, Mark?\u201d<\/p>\n Marek gulped and cleared his throat \u201cLong ways off, near Arizona\u201d he said in muffled tones<\/p>\n \u201cWhere you headed?\u201d Adam tossed his saddlebags behind the saddle and buckled them down, stowing the supplies he\u2019d purchased earlier into them.<\/p>\n \u201cI don\u2019t know yet, I have not yet decided.\u201d came the gruff reply.<\/p>\n Adam nodded and then thanked them before leading the horse out from the stables and into the main street. He glanced up and down, then turned the horse in the direction he had already indicated to Anderson. The sorrel was a good horse, nimble footed and broad chested with a good head on him. With a smile Adam eased the rifle in its scabbard, lowered his hat to shade his eyes and allowed the horse to settle into a comfortable canter.<\/p>\n Anderson watched him go and then turned back into the stables \u201cGot to admire him, he\u2019s been places and seen things we only ever get to read about, you know, those Cartwrights -\u201d he paused and looked around him but Mark was gone, only the leather apron he\u2019d been wearing was draped over the bars of a stall to indicate he had ever been there. Hoss was getting itchy, he\u2019d eaten three slices of seed cake and downed two cups of coffee and was beginning to wonder if Roy would ever stop talking. Even worse, would his sister ever stop interrupting and adding bits here and there about things she knew nothing about; he glanced over at the clock and could barely believe his eyes \u201cShucks a\u2019mighty, Joe, we bin here two hours already.\u201d he exclaimed and jumped to his feet.<\/p>\n \u201cTwo hours!\u201d Joe nearly choked, he\u2019d dozed off during some interminable rambling story Roy was telling them, and Hoss\u2019 exclamation had startled him awake. The cup rattled in the saucer and slopped cold coffee \u201cRoy, we\u2019ve gotta go. \u201c<\/p>\n \u201cWhat? Already?\u201d Roy sighed and shook his head, \u201cI thought you boys had come to visit me and cheer me up in my retirement, didn\u2019t think you were just going to step in and out so quick.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell, at least they stayed some,\u201d Rachel declared as she took the dripping cup and saucer out of Joe\u2019s hands \u201cBetter than his brother, he literally did just step in and then out again\u2026didn\u2019t stay even long enough for a cup of coffee.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAdam\u2019s been here? Today?\u201d Hoss said and glanced at Joe, then at Roy \u201cHe\u2019s bin here?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI thought you knew,\u201d Roy said innocently \u201cHe sent Rachel out to get you boys in for some cake and coffee after all said and done.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThat conniving snake.\u201d Hoss hissed, \u201cHe gone done that on purpose to keep us from keeping tabs on him.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cC\u2019mon, let\u2019s get outa here, he may still be in town.\u201d Joe grabbed at his hat, had enough sense to thank Rachel for the coffee and glared at Roy before hurrying out of the house closely pursued by his brother.<\/p>\n \u201cWhere do you think he\u2019s gone?\u201d Hoss asked walking quickly down the street only to stop at the sound of his name being called \u201cShucks, now what does that woman want, all she\u2019s done since we saw her is jaw.\u201d<\/p>\n Rachel came bustling down towards them waving a wad of letters in her hand \u201cYour brother left these behind \u2026 he said for you to deliver them back home.\u201d<\/p>\n Joe swallowed, forced a smile and thanked her before turning round and hurrying to catch Hoss up. \u201cLook at that, he even got the mail and left it at Roys. He\u2019s expecting us to take it home.\u201d<\/p>\n They glared at one another, Hoss shook his head \u201cReckon he was onto us following him?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYeah, I reckon.\u201d Joe hissed and practically fell over his own feet in his haste to avoid a mess in the road.<\/p>\n Ian Anderson watched them and smiled as he watched Joe regain his feet, he\u2019d been to school with the youngest Cartwright and had lots of memories of the boy, some of which he would enjoy telling his own children now. He raised a hand and then remembered the horse \u201cHey, Joe – you gotta minute?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNot now, Ian. I\u2019m in a hurry.\u201d Joe yelled back.<\/p>\n Hoss dug his elbow into his brothers ribs \u201cLook at that, Joe -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAdams horse -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat about it?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt ain\u2019t there.\u201d Hoss sighed and took off his hat as though that would enable him to see the evidence of his own eyes more clearly, \u201cIt\u2019s gone.\u201d<\/p>\n Ian Anderson chuckled \u201cNo, it ain\u2019t. It\u2019s in my livery. Adam said to leave it there for a few days but if you boys want to return it to the Ponderosa where it belongs \u2026?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhy\u2019d he bring his horse to the livery and leave it there?\u201d Hoss asked, looking totally bemused.<\/p>\n Ian shrugged \u201cSaid he needed a horse that wouldn\u2019t mind a few days out there in the wilds. Gave him a real nimble footed sorrel.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe\u2019s going riding in the wilds? Is that what he said?\u201d Joe asked his face screwed up in disbelief.<\/p>\n \u201cYeah, clear as could be, had enough grub in his bags to last as well. I thought it odd though, the horse he was riding seemed decent enough and -.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe had Mistral, he\u2019s a fine horse, would have carried him anywhere no trouble.\u201d Hoss growled and looked at Ian as though he doubted his word, \u201cWhat kind of horse did you give him?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201c One of our best, I know your brothers got an eye for horseflesh so wouldn\u2019t sell him short. I was going to tell Mark -\u201d Ian frowned and scratched his head \u201cThat was odd too, he came in this morning keen to get a job, then the next thing I know he ups and goes.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhen?\u201d Hoss asked and Joe echoed \u201cWhen, when did he u p and go?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhile Adam was taking the horse out of the stable. \u201c<\/p>\n \u201cWhat was he like this – Mark?\u201d Hoss\u2019 blue eyes were beginning to bulge slightly and Ian was wondering if the man was about to lose his temper \u201cWhat was he like? He – er – he was a big man, fair headed, ruddy complexion, had an accent.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat kind of accent?\u201d Joe straightened his back and narrowed his eyes, he looked around him as though this Mark would appear at any second, \u201cWas it Russian?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI dunno. I don\u2019t know what Russian sounds like, do I? He was furrin, that\u2019s all I know.\u201d<\/p>\n Joe and Hoss turned to face one another \u201cYou got any idea what he\u2019s up to, Hoss?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYeah, reckon I do. But if he thinks he\u2019s shaken us off, he\u2019s got another think coming to him.\u201d<\/p>\n Joe turned to Anderson, \u201cLook, Ian, do us a favour, here\u2019s the mail for the Ponderosa, will you get it to our Pa, oh, and return the horse as well.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYeah, and tell \u2019em we\u2019ll be back in a few days.\u201d Hoss added.<\/p>\n Anderson watched them go and then looked down at the package of letters in his hands, he shook his head and in a slight daze – because altercations with the Cartwright boys always had that effect on him – he returned to the livery wondering how he was going to get the mail and a horse back to the Ponderosa.<\/p>\n Chapter 21<\/p>\n Adam rode the horse at a gentle lope, he was in no hurry to get any place although his destination was clear in his own mind he knew that he would be leading those who would want to follow him into regions with which they would be totally unfamiliar. Every so often he would pause and lead the horse off the track and wind his way through the rocks as though to tease Candy\u2019s ambushers into thinking that he had disappeared which would mean they would lose time picking up the trail again.<\/p>\n Riding alone in this fashion gave him plenty of time to think about the things that Dimitri had told him about O\u2019Brien\u2019s family. He had accepted it as true when Doestov had told him and then it had become so surreal, so unbelievable that he had chosen to set it aside, to ignore it, to tell himself that it was a lie; for some reason the wretched man was lying in order to create as much misery as possible. But then there was Laurence\u2019s letter, and he now put those facts along with those that O\u2019Brien and Grant had both set out in their letters to him.<\/p>\n Once or twice he had to force himself to stop thinking about the matter as he found himself floundering into such sadness that the horse would slow down and stop due to the slackness in the reins and his riders body. He would urge the horse on once more and then find his brain ticking over the same facts, the same brutal truths and the same refusal to believe them. By noon he had exhausted the subject mentally, but his heart ached for his friend and the thought of the young woman and the children made his throat tighten from the emotion of it all.<\/p>\n He made a brief camp for the horse to rest and graze awhile, he made some coffee and ate some biscuits before killing the fire and climbing behind some rocks. With the help of the telescope he always carried in his saddlebags he checked to see if he had anyone following him. The two horsemen carefully edged their horses around the boulders that took them off the faint track and scoured the earth for evidence that a rider had passed that way. Finally one of them gave a shout to indicate the trail had been found again and they continued onwards in their pursuit.<\/p>\n \u201cSeems to me he\u2019s one minute making the trail as easy as possible for anyone to find and then giving them some trouble re-finding it.\u201d Joe muttered as he glanced around him as though the person they sought would appear before their very eyes at any moment.<\/p>\n \u201cYeah, I reckon he wants them to find him but not too quickly. Forcing \u2018em to go looking for sign of where he\u2019s gone makes \u2018em lose time and that way he gets them to follow him right to where he wants them to go.\u201d Hoss thumbed back his hat and glanced up at the rim rock \u201cYou know, Joe, he could be just about anywhere. Reckon he\u2019s still some hours ahead of us.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat about the others? \u201c<\/p>\n \u201cHow\u2019d you mean?\u201d Hoss narrowed his eyes and stared at Joe as though his comment had left an uncomfortable feeling to grow in his gut.<\/p>\n \u201cHow close to him are they? How great a head start on us did they get\u201d<\/p>\n Hoss scowled, \u201cStop trying to second guess \u2018em, Joe, you\u2019re making me nervous doing that\u2026 reckon they may be about an hour behind him by the look of those tracks though it\u2019s hard to tell, they take a time to work out where he\u2019s going and make a right mess of any sign left \u2026 one thing for sure, he\u2019s leading them away from the Ponderosa and out to the desert.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHoss?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDon\u2019t it all seem a bit strange?\u201d Joe reached for his canteen and began to slowly unscrew the top before taking it to his mouth, after a few gulps he wiped his mouth and replaced the stopper, \u201cI mean, why didn\u2019t he just tell Armitage and get them arrested?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cGuess because Armitage don\u2019t know our brother and what he gits himself involved in. He don\u2019t know the kind of things Adam has had to do, the kind of people he\u2019s had to be involved in. Guess to a man like Armitage it wouldn\u2019t make any sense at all no matter how it was spelled out.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt hardly makes any sense to me either, to be honest.\u201d Joe sighed and looked up at the sky again \u201cIt\u2019s clouding over.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYeah, gitting colder too.\u201d Ann Canady gratefully accepted the bowl of stew that Hester brought up to her. She set the tray upon the table and began to eat it slowly. Her chair was close to the bedside, as near to Candy as she could get it and as she ate her eyes never seemed to leave his face.<\/p>\n Hester pulled up a chair and sat by her cousin\u2019s side so that she could watch her and make sure the food was eaten. \u201cAnn, do try and eat it all. You need to think of yourself, dear.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI can\u2019t eat anymore, Hester, it sticks in my throat and I can\u2019t swallow.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBut you must try. Would some coffee help?\u201d<\/p>\n Ann pushed aside the table and shook her head \u201cI\u2019ve drank so much coffee, Hester. I don\u2019t think I could drink anymore for a while, thank you.\u201d she turned now to look at her husband, \u201cOh Hester, it\u2019s been so long since he opened his eyes and looked at me. I – I can\u2019t bear the thought that he could be unable to have the strength to do it again. What if he dies?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cPaul said he will be coming today, he could be here any minute. He won\u2019t let Candy die.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe\u2019s not God, Hester.\u201d Ann said miserably and seized hold of Candy\u2019s hand in both hers and raised it to her lips in order to kiss it. \u201cCandy, oh my darling, please open your eyes.\u201d<\/p>\n Hester rose to her feet and picked up the tray and quietly left the room. Downstairs little David watched as his aunt brought it down, his solemn face searched her own and saw there no comfort to calm down his fears and worries<\/p>\n Ben noticed the boy and approached him carefully before placing a gentle hand on the lads shoulder \u201cIt\u2019s alright, David. Your Pa will be well again soon.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cPromise, d\u2019you promise?\u201d<\/p>\n Ben could only smile and pass his hand over the boys head, who could make such a promise when so long had passed already with Candy showing no sign of recovery except that one time when he had opened his eyes. David looked up at Ben \u201cCan I go up and see him? See my Ma?\u201d<\/p>\n A sharp knock on the door stopped Ben from answering and they both turned to see who would step into the big room. Dr Timothy Schofield glanced around at those standing looking at him and nodded an abrupt greeting \u201cWhere\u2019s the patient?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhere\u2019s Paul?\u201d Ben asked in return and then bearing in mind that Candy needed the help of a doctor and now was not the time to turn the matter into a battle of words he turned to lead the way to the stairs.<\/p>\n \u201cDr Martin was called out on another emergency so asked me to come here, if its all the same to you.\u201d Schofield\u2019s words dripped with ice, he was obviously in ill humour.<\/p>\n Schofield looked longingly over at the fire before following Ben up the stairs and along the landing, all the time rubbing his hands together and blowing on them to indicate to Ben he had been forced to take the ride from Virginia City in unpleasant weather conditions. Ben ignored that and without a word opened the door to where Candy lay. Ann rose immediately to her feet and cleared her throat as though to prepare for battle with the newcomer. She had heard enough about him from Hester and even though he had somehow redeemed himself in the family\u2019s eyes in the way he had delivered little Hope Cartwright, he still had a long way to go to wind them over totally.<\/p>\n He didn\u2019t speak nor acknowledge the woman but strode over to the bed and looked at Candy very intently. Then he checked his vital signs, looked into his eyes and then pulled back the bedcovers to look at his body. With a loud humph he cut through the bandages with some scissors and then looked carefully at the exposed wounds. Candy shivered and his eyelids fluttered \u201cCold\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n The whispered word seemed to hang upon the air and Schofield looked over at Ben and then at Ann, \u201cHe seems to be regaining consciousness.\u201d he said and leaned down to place a hand close to where the wounds were in order to feel for any infection.<\/p>\n \u201cCold \u2026\u201d Candy whispered again \u201cHands.\u201d<\/p>\n Ann hovered by the bedside, so close in fact that Schofield had to elbow her out of his way in order to continue with his examination \u201cMrs Cartwright, if you wouldn\u2019t mind\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cCanady.\u201d Ann said, bristling now, \u201cI\u2019m Ann Canady, your patients wife.\u201d<\/p>\n Schofield looked at her as though he could barely credit the truth of the statement and then resumed his pressing here and touching there, before stepping back with another \u2018humph\u2019. As he stepped back Ann took his place and grabbed at Candy\u2019s hand \u201cCandy? Candy?\u201d<\/p>\n Candy\u2019s eyes fluttered open and for a second or two seemed to fix upon the ceiling before he sighed deeply and turned to look at Ann. He smiled slowly \u201cAnn? You here?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOf course I\u2019m here, silly, where else would I be?\u201d she whispered and leaned down to kiss his brow.<\/p>\n \u201cYou go and tell your father that I don\u2019t give a damn about his opinion \u2026you and me \u2026 we\u2019re getting married first thing in the morning.\u201d he closed his eyes and sighed softly, a smile drifted across his mouth and this she gently kissed.<\/p>\n Schofield came and nudged her out of the way \u201cIf you don\u2019t mind, Madam?\u201d<\/p>\n Candy opened his eyes again and saw Schofield \u201cWho are you?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYour doctor for the next five minutes. Please stay still and stop talking so I can check these wounds and rebandage you.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWounds?\u201d Candy frowned, \u201cWhere\u2019s Ann? Where am I? What happened?\u201d<\/p>\n Schofield shook his head \u201cI did say \u2026 stay still and stop talking.\u201d<\/p>\n In the big room everyone waited, hardly daring to speak in case it indicated their fear of what Schofield may have to say about their dear friend. When the door closed and footsteps were heard along the landing Hester rose to her feet, baby Hope in her arms and her face pale, the children grouped together in fearful dread of some further bad news \u201cHow is he?\u201d Hester cried as soon as Schofield and Ben appeared at the top of the stairs.<\/p>\n Schofield looked at her and nodded \u201cPlenty of bed rest, beef tea to build up his blood, his dressings will need to be changed every day.\u201d he fixed Hop Sing with a pair of bulging eyes \u201cYou can deal with that, I hear tell you fancy yourself as a physician.\u201d he looked around him and raised his eyebrows \u201cWell, having come all this way for just a brief examination I would think I could be offered at least a cup of coffee for my troubles.\u201d<\/p>\n By the time the \u2018good doctor\u2019 had left the Ponderosa he had insulted and upset everyone in the house except Ann who was so happy and floating on cloud nine that she wouldn\u2019t have noticed anyway. Adam felt a degree of satisfaction knowing that he was leading the three men further and further away from the Ponderosa. He felt further pleasure in the fact that he knew where he was leading them but they had no idea whatsoever of the terrain they were about to encounter. Every so often he would turn in the saddle and glance behind him to see if they were coming any closer, the faint dust cloud that hovered on the immediate horizon assuring him that they were still on his trail even if the gap had not narrowed. He pulled up the collar of his coat as the day was drawing closer to an end and any warmth of the October day was ebbing away. He knew he would have to make camp soon and headed for a small box canyon where he could be easily concealed from anyone following him. As his horse loped gently forwards Adam smiled at the memory of when he and Hoss had found it first, quite a few years ago, and his smile broadened at the thought of his brothers following his trail now.<\/p>\n Despite any delaying tactics Roy may have used Adam knew his brothers well enough to know of their tenacity when it came to following him, no doubt on their fathers orders, even perhaps because of their own anxieties. He wondered now how far behind they were, obviously some distance from the Russians because he knew for a fact that his opponents would have left within the hour, if not sooner, to pick up his trail.<\/p>\n Adam was more than aware of the fact that Hoss would recognise the area and without having to look for a trail would bring himself and Joe right to where he would, hopefully, be hidden. He smiled at the thought of the three of them being together again like this, even though he had done all he could to prevent it, the fact now brought a feeling of immense pleasure. He kept close to the rocks and as the last of the daylight faded into the gloom of evening he located the cleft in the rock and rode his horse into the cavern concealed behind it. The three Russians huddled into their coats and rode close together staring ahead of them rather than look at each other in case they saw the confusion they felt in their comrades eyes. Sergei, the best of the riders, kept slightly in the lead, straining his eyes upon the ground in order to pick up the faint trail that was still showing itself to them. Marek was far from happy, he was not a natural rider although he enjoyed being with the animals. He suddenly broke the silence \u201cWe must stop now. Make camp.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWe stop when I say so.\u201d Sergei replied sourly and looked over at Jakob, \u201cYou best say nothing.\u201d<\/p>\n Jakob shrugged but Marek stopped his horse \u201cI\u2019m stopping here and making a fire to warm myself and make something to eat and drink. My back aches, my backside aches, and I\u2019m hungry and thirsty. No more tracking this man. It is getting dark now. We shall find him in the morning.\u201d<\/p>\n Jakob nodded now and agreed with Marek \u201cMakes sense to me,\u201d he said loudly and dismounted immediately, \u201cGo ahead if you want to, Sergei, but I agree with Marek here, I ache all over, even my teeth ache.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou\u2019re fools, all of you.\u201d Sergei sighed and brought his own horse to a halt.<\/p>\n \u201cAre we?\u201d Jakob muttered with some malevolence in his voice \u201cYou didn\u2019t think so when we were in Paris on that last little job for Gorchakov.\u201d<\/p>\n Marek looked through the gloom at the two other Russians and scowled \u201cWhat job is that? I was not in Paris with you \u2026when did this take place?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt has nothing to do with you.\u201d Jakob said while Sergei pushed past them both and muttered something beneath his breath that sounded like \u2019Keep your mouth shut.\u2019<\/p>\n Marek looked at them both doubtfully and then with a shake of the head walked away saying loudly that he was going to get wood for the fire. Sergei came closer to Jakob, \u201cDon\u2019t talk so freely in front of Marek, he wouldn\u2019t want to know that there were children involved in the last job\u2026he\u2019s soft like that.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe\u2019s good with explosives though, knew what he was doing when we had to blow that ship in Tripoli.\u201d Jakob laughed as he pulled out a bottle of something alcoholic from his saddlebags. \u201cPity Peter isn\u2019t here with us now, he was the best marksman of us all.\u201d<\/p>\n Sergei said nothing to that except to shrug and spit on the ground. Adam reached out a hand for his rifle at the sound of approaching horses. Moving slowly and carefully he placed himself in what he hoped was a strategic position for whoever was coming through the canyon. Moving the safety catch off he readied it for firing, squinted along the sights and then smiled as Hoss and Joe rode their horses through the cleft into the canyon.<\/p>\n \u201cAdam?\u201d Hoss whispered, his voice bouncing lightly from the walls to create the slightest of echoes.<\/p>\n Adam moved away from the rocks and came into view, he looked at them both, nodded slowly and smiled \u201cYou two took your time getting here.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWe\u2019d have been here sooner if you hadn\u2019t set up a little soiree with Roy and his sister, \u201c Joe complained irritably.<\/p>\n \u201cYeah, we were stuck there two hours because of you.\u201d Hoss dismounted and led his horse to the further recess of the cavern.<\/p>\n \u201cPerhaps it was because I didn\u2019t want you to be in on this party.\u201d Adam replied with a slight shrug of the shoulders although he never lost the smile on his face and shook their hands with a warmth that somewhat belied his words.<\/p>\n \u201cSo what made you change your mind?\u201d Hoss asked as he unsaddled Chubb II.<\/p>\n \u201cWhen I saw the pair of you following my trail like a pair of lost bloodhounds.\u201d Adam chuckled, \u201cC\u2019mon, I got something cooking for supper further along.\u201d<\/p>\n Joe sidled up to Hoss \u201cHow come he\u2019d be able to see us from that distance.\u201d he whispered but Hoss only shrugged and followed his elder brother to where a fire burned and food was indeed cooking along with coffee boiling.<\/p>\n Chapter 22<\/p>\n The evening drifted into night in a manner that the three brothers had often shared together in the past. Voices kept muted they talked over the things relative to the matter in hand. Adam told them more about O\u2019Brien and Maria\u2019s death and also about the loss of the Virginian and how those responsible were the ones that sent out the men to now kill him.<\/p>\n \u201cI made myself as obvious as possible while in town so that they would see me and come after me.\u201d he said as he placed some more wood on the fire.<\/p>\n \u201cThat was rather stupid wasn\u2019t it? They could have had you in their sights and killed you the moment you walked into town.\u201d Joe retorted rather sharply.<\/p>\n \u201cNo, they wouldn\u2019t do anything in town. It would have drawn attention to them. Even Armitage may have had the sense to think that perhaps the dead man in Jenkins place needed further investigation and that could have led to them.\u201d<\/p>\n Hoss and Joe exchanged a look that could only have been described as meaningful and which Adam chose to ignore. The dark unsavoury world of politics was one so unique to the two younger Cartwrights that Adam, with his limited awareness, felt disinclined to reveal more to them. He poured out coffee for them and passed out the mugs, \u201cHow\u2019s Saturn getting along, Joe? Reckon he\u2019s up to riding range yet?\u201d<\/p>\n Appreciating the change of subject for what it was Joe accepted the topic opened up to him and the conversation turned to more general themes which made them all relax more and settle into the night ahead of them with their usual harmony. Olivia found it difficult to sleep in the room Mary Ann had provided for her. The moon was clouded over and the wind buffeted against the shingles. She lay on her back and stared up at the ceiling with her hands folded over the bulge of her belly. She could feel the infant moving around and for a few minutes she allowed her mind to imagine it stretching and yawning, curling up its little legs and toes, sucking its thumb.<\/p>\n Ben had sent a message to them to let them know that Candy had regained consciousness and apart from some fever and loss of blood was on the road to recovery. It had lightened the mood for everyone and \u2018Flannel\u2019 had promised Sofia and Reuben one of her chocolate cakes the next day, and, yes, of course they could help her make it so long as it didn\u2019t interfere with their lessons.<\/p>\n She shivered now, a long shiver that went down her spine to her toes as she thought that it could have been Adam and she could have been there by his bedside praying for his recovery. The baby within her lurched and she placed her hand down to feel its movements. This little miracle within her was such a blessing at this time and she closed her eyes and struggled once again to sleep.<\/p>\n Where was he now? She sighed deeply and turned her head towards the window \u2026 wherever he was could he see the moon? Was he warm and protected from the wind that was making the shingles rattle overhead? Had Joe and Hoss found him or had the other men who were hunting for him, had they found him instead?<\/p>\n Sleep eluded her and the bed was becoming uncomfortable along with her thoughts and fears. Pulling on her dressing gown she left the room and made her way to where the children were sleeping to peek in to see if they were alright. Sofia slept with Clarabelle tucked in with her and the new doll wrapped in a blanket in her own \u2018bed\u2019 on the large wicker chair nearby. Reuben was snoring with the blanket up to his ears and when Olivia leaned down to kiss him on the brow he muttered under his breath and snuggled down deeper.<\/p>\n There was no sound in the house. As she made her way down the stairs Olivia pondered on how different houses had their own little noises that became so familiar to those living in them that they barely registered as sounds at all. It was only when in another home that one realised they were missing from the background of their lives.<\/p>\n She was able to make her way easily to the kitchen by the light that did shine through the windows and she smiled as she remembered that Adam had designed this house, and although, like their own, it was based on the original Ponderosa ranch house, this one had been specifically built to provide light and space. She put a match to a lamp in the kitchen and set it down on the middle of the table before setting about making herself some coffee.<\/p>\n It was while she was pouring the coffee into a cup that the door opened and Bridie O\u2019Flannery came into the room. Both women were startled at the sight of the other and then laughed at their foolishness \u201cLordy, I never expected anyone to be here at this time of night\u201d \u2018Flannel\u2019 exclaimed with one hand to where her heart was and walking on to the stove which she began to feed with more wood. \u201cI like this time of night, when it\u2019s all quiet. Are you feeling alright, Mrs Cartwright? I didn\u2019t frighten you too much, did I?\u201d she chuckled a little \u201cI know I can\u2019t be looking my best that\u2019s for sure and good reason for not having a mirror in the room.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh Mrs O\u2019Flannery as if you could frighten me, and please don\u2019t call me Mrs Cartwright, it sounds so formal. You used to call me Miss Livvy, remember?\u201d<\/p>\n Bridie smiled and nodded as she set down the lamp she had brought from her room. After a pause she opened a cupboard and brought out a tin which she carried to the table, \u201cNow, my dear, tell me how you are feeling now? Worried about your man no doubt?\u201d<\/p>\n She took off the lid from the tin and produced a rich fruit cake, a knife, two plates and before Olivia had time to take a breath there was a fine slab of the cake on each plate. She sat down and smiled at her old cook, \u201cYou haven\u2019t forgotten how I used to come down during the night when in \u2018Frisco, then, Mrs O\u2019Flannery?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNot at all. But then we had our own problems back then, didn\u2019t we? There was that awful Mr Booth fellow, and poor Miss Abigail. Such a shame she couldn\u2019t have held on a while longer to see you so happy now.\u201d she sat down and looked across the table at the younger woman seated opposite her and reached out a hand to touch her arm \u201cYou are happy, arnt you, Miss Livvy?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, I am.\u201d Olivia smiled, \u201cJust worried about Adam and this situation. It\u2019s so complicated and I don\u2019t quite understand it all but I so wish he were safe home with me.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAh well, a man has to do what a man has to do\u2026\u201d Bridie nodded and bit into the cake, \u201cNow then, take a bite of the cake and stop twiddling it into crumbs.\u201d<\/p>\n Olivia laughed and gathered the crumbs together which she ate, \u201cIt\u2019s been a big change to our lives coming here, Mrs O\u2019Flannery. I think Reuben is settling down well now, and Sofia so loves Adam and everything that I have no concerns for them at all. Are you happy here, Mrs O\u2019Flannery?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh yes indeed, Miss Mary Ann and Mr Joe are a lovely couple and the babe no trouble at all with all his charming sweet mischief that he is\u2026 and are you feeling well now? How much longer have you to go before the baby comes?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cTwo and a half months if the dates are correct.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWe\u2019ll say two months to be safe then\u2026 end of December beginning of January.\u201d she bit into the cake again and munched for a while with her eyes thoughtful as she looked at the other woman \u201cYes, that just about works right, you have a nice rounded shape, not too big and carrying low. But you have had two before so know what to expect.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m hoping that things will go more smoothly than it has for Hester and Mary Ann.\u201d Olivia said quietly nibbling now at her slice of cake.<\/p>\n \u201cThat was unfortunate with Miss Hester but she\u2019s a strong lady. Miss Mary Ann did very well, the delivery was very quick and easy although you would never think it to listen to her talk.\u201d \u2018Flannel\u2019 chuckled, \u201cI think she was rather annoyed with me when I told her about some of the babies I\u2019ve brought into the world and the struggles their poor mothers went through.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMrs O\u2019Flannery – Mary Ann was so grateful to you for helping her, imagine what could have happened if she had been entirely on her own, which could have happened if you had not been here?\u201d<\/p>\n \u2018Flannel\u2019 nodded slowly and smiled \u201cThat young lady underestimates herself, she\u2019s far tougher than she thinks and would no doubt have delivered the baby herself with no problem at all.\u201d she finished her cake and drank some of the coffee before getting to her feet, \u201cWell, I\u2019m off back to bed. I\u2019d advise you to do the same and get as much sleep as you possibly can, you won\u2019t be getting much in a few months time.\u201d<\/p>\n Olivia smiled and nodded sleepily, put aside the cup and plate and then made her way back to the bed. It was cold in the bedroom for the temperature had plummeted and as she looked out of the window she wondered once more if Adam were safe, and if Joe and Hoss were with him.<\/p>\n Surprisingly she fell asleep within a few moments after thinking of the old kitchen in the house at San Francisco with Marcy and \u2018Flannel\u2019 cooking and the children licking chocolate sauce out of a bowl. Before 5 a.m Adam, Hoss and Joe were saddling their horses and making their way from the canyon which had been such a providential hiding place. In the gloom of early morning there was no sign of any other campfires nor of their pursuers. The wind had finally calmed and a stillness seemed to cover the whole earth.<\/p>\n They broke the journey regularly in order to keep the horses and themselves as fresh as possible. Not one of them spoke about the reason for the journey but they talked about their wives, the children. They had a chuckle over Roy and his sister and speculated on whether or not she would make a suitable wife for Ben. By mid-day there was still no sign of pursuit, no dust cloud or smoke from a camp fire to indicate any other living soul existed in that locality.<\/p>\n The day meandered towards another evening and now they were reaching the area that Adam had designated as the place to make a stand. He drew up the horse and dismounted, \u201cLook, this is my fight and I don\u2019t think there is any reason for you both to be here when they arrive. Perhaps now would be a good time to turn back.\u201d<\/p>\n The other two men looked first at him as though he were mad and then at themselves. Joe shook his head \u201cNo, brother, I\u2019m staying right here, with you. If I had intended to go back I would have done long before now.\u201d<\/p>\n Hoss dismounted and looked about him at the rocks, he brushed his hands against the back of his pants \u201cThis is a pretty good enough place \u2026 if they reckon on ambushing you, Adam, they\u2019d want to do it here.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYeah,\u201d Joe looked to his left and nodded towards the flat salt land that extended beyond \u201cNothing there but miles of that -, wouldn\u2019t want to chance going over it.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhere do you want us to go, Adam? And I don\u2019t mean home\u2026\u201d Hoss murmured.<\/p>\n Adam smiled and his eyes gleamed as though mischief lurked there, he nodded \u201cI figured it would be hard getting rid of the two of you.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThen you figgered right.\u201d Hoss said and withdrew his rifle and checked it for ammunition.<\/p>\n Joe frowned as he took his canteen from the saddle horn and unstoppered it, \u201cYou Don\u2019t think they\u2019ve turned back, do you? What if they\u2019ve decided to attack the Ponderosa?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNot without me being there,\u201d Adam replied taking a swig of water from his own canteen and allowing the coolness of it refresh his throat.<\/p>\n \u201cThey seem to be taking their time\u2026\u201d Joe sighed and replaced the canteen while he withdrew his rifle with his other hand.<\/p>\n \u201cThere\u2019s no hurry for them, they know where I am.\u201d Adam took his gun from its holster and spun the chamber, checked that it was fully loaded and then reached out for his rifle, \u201cThey\u2019ll be here before dark.\u201d<\/p>\n Chapter 23<\/p>\n The sound of horses coming into the yard could not be heard by those in the back room where Mary Ann was conducting a history lesson with Reuben while Olivia sat in a comfortable chair and continued with her knitting of the little \u2018polka\u2019 jacket for Sofia. Bridie O\u2019Flannery heard it however and hurried to the front door thinking that in all probability it was Ben or someone from the main house to tell them how Candy was getting on, and with this in mind she flung open the door with a wide smile on her face. Her smile faded as rapidly as the colour of her complexion as she stared wide eyed at the two men seated on their horses close to the house.<\/p>\n Johnny Tall Bear stared at the woman and then looked over the house before returning to look at her \u201cWhere Joe Cartwright?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe\u2019s not here\u2026\u201d \u2018Flannel\u2019 replied very quickly and then looked at the other Indian who was sitting on his horse looking more like a wooden statue than a living being, \u201cWhy do you want to see him?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt is for his friend to tell him, not I.\u201d Johnny replied with a scowl \u201cYou tell – Stalking Horse go away soon but must speak with his friend first. You tell\u2026\u201d his dark eyes bore into her own and made her shiver, but she shook her head and assured him that she would tell him as soon as he got back.<\/p>\n \u201cWe return – 7 daytimes.\u201d<\/p>\n The woman opened her mouth and managed to squeak \u201cAlright.\u201d and then closed the door, leaning against it as though by doing so it would prevent then intruding any further into her domain. The sound of the horses galloping out of the yard slowly faded away into the distance and with a sigh of relief she managed to find the strength in her legs to get to the room to tell Mary Ann and Olivia who had paid them a visit.<\/p>\n Olivia stood up and smiled kindly, putting her arm across Flannel\u2019s shoulders and helping her into a comfortable chair, \u201cSit down, Mrs O\u2019Flannery, you look really shaken up.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI am that alright,\u201d \u2018Flannel\u2019 replied breathing heavily, \u201cHeavens, I thought my last hour had come.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou were perfectly safe with Johnny Tall Bear, he\u2019s an old friend of ours and would have done no harm to you at all.\u201d Olivia assured her.<\/p>\n \u201cPerhaps not, but I wasn\u2019t so sure of the other chappie.\u201d \u2018Flannel\u2019 picked up some paper from the table and began to wave it too and fro in front of her face to cool down a little.<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019ll go and make us a cup of tea.\u201d Olivia put her knitting in her workbag and looked at her son who was paying more attention to what was being said than to writing down the facts Mary Ann had given him. \u201cReuben, get on with your work. Sofia, come along and help me, I think \u2018Flannel\u2019 needs a cup of tea and slice of cake.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSo do I.\u201d Mary Ann said from her side of the desk, and she smiled at Reuben \u201cAnd I think Reuben and Sofia would as well.\u201d<\/p>\n Bridie O\u2019Flannery closed her eyes and waited for her heart to settle down, this was certainly one shock more than she had bargained for although it was somewhat reassuring to know that at least one of the men would have been friendly, thus negating any danger brought about by the other. Sergei stopped his horse and gazed around him at the rocks and boulders that seemed to proclaim to the world that normality ended there, beyond them was a hell on earth. He turned to look at his companions who were easing their rifles from the scabbards and slowly dismounting. If his hands were sweating he wasn\u2019t going to acknowledge the fact so slid from the saddle and walked carefully towards the cover of one large boulder. He had his hand upon it and was about to step behind it when Adam Cartwright\u2019s voice floated towards them \u201cThat\u2019s as far as you go. Put your weapons down and stand clear of the rocks where I can see you.\u201d Marek grabbed at his horse\u2019s reins for cover and ran to t he rocks where he fired off several shots as he began to clamber up the scree covered incline, hiding behind boulders and rocks as he went. Jakob dithered, and then dived and rolled to where a large boulder stood close to the track firing his rifle blindly as he did so. The horses squealed, reared and turned to canter to some source of safety.<\/p>\n Sergei had also taken advantage of the fireplay from his companions and found a vantage point behind which he was able to fire at the solitary man who returned gunfire with a calm that was more than irritating to the Russian. He clambered higher and from his position was able to see Adam quite clearly, he raised his rifle and fired.<\/p>\n It was unfortunate that he missed because Adam\u2019s aim was far more accurate and got Sergei in the shoulder of his gun arm. As tingling numbness filtered through to his fingers so the rifle fell with a clatter among the rocks. Now he withdrew his revolver and carefully aimed at his opponent only to stop as the hard jab into his spine brought along with it the realisation that Adam was not alone.<\/p>\n \u201cDrop it and tell your men to stop firing.\u201d Hoss said with a coldness to his voice that convinced Sergei that the man meant a threat even if he hadn\u2019t ventured to voice one.<\/p>\n But Sergei was not about to give up without a fight, shouting in Russian to Jakob and Marek to make sure they got the job done this time, he rolled away from Hoss and fired at random at the big man. He could hear the gunfire rattling around him even as a bullet slammed into his back and through a haze of darkness the sounds became like echoes in his head\u2026 he called out a few words before his body slumped onto the ground.<\/p>\n Hoss stepped down and turned him onto his back, placed a hand to the man\u2019s throat and shook his head. Around him bullets continued to whine and bounce from the rocks so he quickly ducked for cover and added his gun to those of his brothers. Jakob, hot headed and playing the hero, yelled in Russian \u201cNever\u201d and rashly exposed himself as he attempted to gain better access to the Cartwright brothers. He paid for it when several bullets cut him down and left him rolling down the incline to the track below.<\/p>\n Marek did the sensible thing and threw down his gun, \u201cNo more fighting .\u201d<\/p>\n The three brothers waited for more evidence than words before they showed themselves by which time Marek was out in the open with his hands in the air. He looked from one to the other of them as though surprised to see three instead of the one man he had thought they were pursuing. \u201cI do not understand \u2026\u201d he muttered but then shut his mouth firmly and wouldn\u2019t elucidate on what exactly it was he didn\u2019t understand.<\/p>\n Adam looked up at the sky and nodded to himself before he turned to Marek \u201cWhat\u2019s your name?\u201d<\/p>\n Marek merely shrugged and tightened his mouth as he watched Hoss and Joe deal with Sergei and Jakob. Their pockets were searched and the papers taken, then handed over to Adam who looked at them and then put them in his jacket pocket. He said nothing to Marek, merely twitched his shoulders in a familiar shrug and walked over to his horse in order to slip his rifle into its scabbard. Hoss joined him \u201cIt\u2019ll be dark soon, shall we make camp here or take advantage of what lights left to back track a little?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWe\u2019ll find a place better than this to camp, Hoss.\u201d Adam replied quietly and tapped his brother affectionately on the chest \u201cThanks for your help.\u201d<\/p>\n Hoss grinned and winked, then joined Joe in bringing the bodies over to the waiting horses. At the main house Candy Canady was sitting up in bed and enjoying his supper. Ann was carefully spoon feeding him while little David sat on the side of the bed watching his father and Rose stood at the head of the bed holding a glass of water in her hands which Candy insisted of sipping every so often just to make his little daughter feel she was doing something wonderful for her father.<\/p>\n It seemed to Ann that the nightmare was over at last as she saw the blue eyes shining brightly at her again, and the wide mouth curved in that familiar loving smile. When Candy eventually said that he couldn\u2019t eat another mouthful she put the bowl down and sat back in the chair to gaze at him, \u201cOh Candy, I can\u2019t believe every things alright at last, you – you were so ill.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI could sense you by my side all the time, my love.\u201d Candy said quietly and reached out to take her hand in his, then he closed his eyes \u201cI can\u2019t believe how tired I am.\u201d<\/p>\n Ann squeezed his fingers and stood up to lean over to kiss him, then she beckoned to David and Rose to leave the room and very quietly followed behind them, closed the door and made her way down to the big room with the tray of fixings in her hands. Behind her David and Rosie almost bounced down the stairs with childish excitement and relief only to be told to \u2018shush\u2019 by their mother.<\/p>\n As night fell the occupants of the houses went to their separate beds to sleep. Ann curled up in a camp bed that was arranged beside Candy\u2019s so that she could at last get some sleep but be close at hand should he need her.<\/p>\n Hester slipped into her bed and looked at the empty expanse by her side where Hoss would have normally be sleeping. Baby Hope whimpered in her crib but settled almost immediately but Hester found it far more difficult to do so. She wondered where her husband was now, and just how safe this latest venture had been that had taken him from her side.<\/p>\n In Mary Ann\u2019s house she and Olivia sat up until late talking among themselves about their lives before they had met the Cartwrights. Olivia learned a little more about Joe as a result as Mary Ann told her about the fateful trip to Calico during which her brother Frank had been killed and Joe was mourning the loss of his sweetheart, Little Moon.<\/p>\n Eventually both made their way to their beds to slip between cool sheets and mourn the fact that their husbands were not at their sides. Both lay staring up at the ceiling praying the safety of their loved ones until finally sleep did arrive and close their eyes.<\/p>\n Two days ride away Hoss, Joe and Adam camped by their fire and ate rabbit washed down with coffee, their silent companion, bound securely, was fed and treated kindly although he himself was lamenting that there was further trials and tribulations waiting ahead of him.<\/p>\n That night the moon shone brightly as though knowing that soon winter would be arriving . The wind had died down now and all was calm.<\/p>\n Chapter 24<\/p>\n People paused in whatever they were doing as the three Cartwrights rode into Virginia City with one man bound and two men shrouded in tarpaulins tied to the saddles of their horses. They followed the small entourage to the sheriff\u2019s office and the bolder among them pushed forwards to ask what had happened, who were these men only to be ignored and made to feel foolish for asking.<\/p>\n Dan deQuille came hurrying over, although of course he didn\u2019t give the appearance of hurrying, but sauntering over slightly more quickly than usual in order to see what was going on and hopeful that some gem would therefore drop into his lap as a result. When Adam Cartwright pushed the prisoner through the door of the building it was Dan who stepped forward and asked who the man was, what had happened?<\/p>\n For a moment Adam hesitated about whether or not to say anything at all, but then said quietly \u201cThese men shot Candy\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAnd? Anything else?\u201d Dan asked hopefully.<\/p>\n Adam grimaced and pushed Marek into the office while Hoss and Joe followed closely behind him. Dan asked Hoss what had happened and the big man just shook his head while Joe just managed to slip into the building before Hoss and thereby avoided being accosted by the over enthusiastic writer.<\/p>\n From the hotel window which had been Dimitri\u2019s sole contact with the world around him, the Russian watched as the crowds dispersed muttering and murmuring among themselves. He narrowed his eyes and stared down at the shrouded bodies before shaking his head and retreating to the shadows of his room. He had to think over things now, make some decisions as to where to go and what to do next.<\/p>\n Armitage almost dropped his cup of coffee when Adam, Hoss and Joe entered the office with Marek. He looked at the four of them slowly and then with a scowl demanded to know what was going on.<\/p>\n \u201cThis man was one of the four who shot Candy Canady. We – er – apprehended them for you, sheriff.\u201d Hoss said in his most amiable manner.<\/p>\n \u201cThem? I only see one man here?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThe other two are outside, sheriff.\u201d Joe muttered in a co-operative way and with a nod towards the window.<\/p>\n Adam stepped to the desk and placed the personal papers onto the desk \u201cThese are the details of the men who ambushed Candy, and who attacked us a few days ago. This man will, I am sure, give you any extra information.\u201d and he gave Marek a cold stare which made the Russian turn away with a proud toss of the head and curse.<\/p>\n \u201cYou\u2019ll have to make statements about this \u2026\u201d Armitage said, \u201cYou should have waited for posse so\u2019s it would have been legal like.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWasn\u2019t sure how long it would take for you to form a posse, Sheriff, and the trail was growing colder by the day. Besides, these men were taken in as legal like a manner as they would have been if you had formed a posse and gone after them.\u201d Adam raised his eyebrows and his hooded eyes looked very dark and cold as he surveyed the lawman.<\/p>\n \u201cI had to get statements from Luke Dent and his foreman.\u201d Armitage mumbled and rose to his feet \u201cAlright you, follow me.\u201d<\/p>\n Marek did as he was told although he cast an anxious look at the Cartwright brothers as he passed them on the way to the cells. Clem was watching and shook his head before going over to stand by Hoss \u201cSo what happened?\u201d<\/p>\n Hoss shrugged, Joe shook his head and Adam rolled his eyes; Clem frowned, \u201cWell, something must have happened? Two dead men, a prisoner \u2026 you going to tell me?\u201d<\/p>\n Adam gave a slight smile \u201cWe have statements to write out, Clem. We\u2019d best get on with them before we can get home to our families.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYeah, that\u2019s a fact.\u201d Hoss said picking up paper and a pencil \u201cI\u2019m hoping to get back home before supper tonight.\u201d<\/p>\n Clem trailed behind them as they went to the desk to sit and write out their statements, \u201cDid you know them? Suspect them?\u201d<\/p>\n Adam stared at the far wall for a moment before turning to look at Clem, he nodded slowly \u201cYou got Luke and Matt\u2019s statements?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYeah. Sure \u2026\u201d Clem rubbed his jaw thoughtfully, \u201cSo?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell, that\u2019s it really,\u201d Adam stared at the paper and began to write, \u201cI came to town, went for a ride, they followed and there was a shoot out\u2026 that\u2019s all you need to know.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYeah, and how did these two brothers of your\u2019n git involved?\u201d he jerked a thumb at Joe and Hoss.<\/p>\n Adam shrugged \u201cYou know what younger brothers are like, Clem, they just like tagging along to see what\u2019s going on and next thing you know \u2026 they get caught up in the whole thing.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh. I see.\u201d Clem nodded and glanced again at Hoss and Joe before shaking his head and walking over to the stove \u201cYou want some coffee?\u201d<\/p>\n There came a unanimous no thank you which led to more shaking of Clem\u2019s head as he poured himself some of the thick brew. Armitage came out and looked over at the three men busily scribbling away \u201cHe\u2019s a quiet one, wouldn\u2019t even give me his name.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam shrugged once more \u201cProbably couldn\u2019t remember which one to give you.\u201d he muttered and continued with his writing.<\/p>\n \u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n Once they had seen to their statements the three brothers took themselves to the saloon for a drink, something long, cool and refreshing. Joe leaned on the counter and frowned \u201cYou didn\u2019t say anything to Armitage about the true identity of those men or what they were really after, Adam?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo point. They\u2019re dead and the situation isn\u2018t one our sheriff could handle.\u201d he dropped a few coins on the counter and smiled at Sam as the glasses of beer were pushed over to them, \u201cLook, I\u2019ve some cables to send just now. Take my beer over there and I\u2019ll see you in a minute.\u201d<\/p>\n As he made his way to the telegraph office Adam thought over what he had written in his statement. The simple facts only, facts that Armitage would understand and not have to worry over, that was all he had written. He wondered if Marek would speak, demand to see someone in a higher authority, or even if Doestov would appear to speak on his behalf. As he passed the hotel he glanced up at the window, but there was no sign or shadow of the man there.<\/p>\n He sent off his cables and asked Tom to make sure they went immediately. He also told Tom to say nothing at all about their contents, even if Dan deQuille were to offer him top dollor or his mother promise her best pie for supper, he was not to mention what he was to post off.<\/p>\n Having done that Adam Cartwright strolled over to the saloon where, unsurprisingly, deQuille was sitting at the table with Hoss and Joe nursing a glass of whiskey and notepad set out, pencil in hand and looking eager for information. Adam pulled out his chair and sat down, listened to the questions and the answers his brothers gave which were sparse and to the point. DeQuille glanced anxiously at Adam \u201cThere\u2019s a bigger story behind this, I know there is, Adam.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam shook his head \u201cNo, I don\u2019t think so.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cLook, I\u2019m a reporter, I smell these things \u2026 there\u2019s something here you\u2019re not telling me. Has it to do with your time at sea? I know about the meeting between the Russian and British with Fish, I know that you brought the British over for the meeting and that the Russian ship is still in harbour – I just know that what has happened here had something to do with that meeting.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam shook his head again and sipped some of his beer, \u201cI don\u2019t know what you\u2019re implying, Dan. You think those gents are British? Russian ?\u201d<\/p>\n Hoss and Joe looked at one another and then anxiously at their elder brother, Dan saw neither but shook his head \u201cI don\u2019t know, just that it seems to me that there\u2019s something bigger than a simple ambush going on here.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam scratched his nose \u201cLook, those three men ambushed Candy- do you know how he is, by the way?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDoing well and recovering from what Doc Martin told me this morning.\u201d Dan said frowning darkly at the other men.<\/p>\n \u201cThat\u2019s good news, ain\u2019t it Joe?\u201d Hoss nudged his little brother who nodded and agreed that that was really good news.<\/p>\n \u201cSo? You think these are the same men?\u201d Dan responded with pencil raised in anticipation.<\/p>\n \u201cI know they\u2019re the same men, four went out to shoot Candy, and then the three remaining ones followed me in an attempt to shoot me but thankfully my brothers came along and saved my hide.\u201d<\/p>\n Hoss winked at Joe \u201cAgain.\u201d he said with a grin.<\/p>\n \u201cAgain?\u201d Dan frowned, \u201cOh I see what you mean. Is that it? Nothing more?\u201d<\/p>\n The three brothers looked at one another, emptied their glasses and stood up \u201cNothing more.\u201d Joe said as he pushed aside his chair.<\/p>\n \u201cSorry Dan, you\u2019ll have to make do with that ..\u201d Hoss slapped the reporter on the shoulder and with a grin strolled out of the saloon.<\/p>\n Adam said nothing but once out on the sidewalk he looked over at the hotel and at the window where he expected to see Dimitri, but again, there was no sign of life behind the curtains. It was Reuben who heard the horses trotting into the yard. He had been to feed Saturn an apple and had just reached the porch when the sounds came causing him to turn to look in anticipation for the horsemen. When Adam and Joe actually appeared and waved to him he gave a bellow of delight, then found that he didn\u2019t know in which direction to run first so he yelled \u201cMa, Ma, Aunty Mary Ann \u2026\u201d while he ran from the house to where the two men were now dismounting.<\/p>\n \u201cHey, son, how are you?\u201d Adam caught the boy and swung him from the ground \u201cBeen good?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cReally good, Pa.\u201d Reuben laughed and hugged the man tight, \u201cOh Pa, I\u2019m so glad you\u2019re home safe. I was so worried something horrible could happen to you and Uncle Joe and Uncle Hoss.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHey,\u201d Joe ruffled the boys hair just the way he hated having had it done to him in the past, \u201cWe were altogether, nothing could happen to us when we\u2019re altogether.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIs that right?\u201d Reuben cried his eyes swivelling from one man to the other, \u201cis that right, Pa?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYour Uncle Joe thinks it is,\u201d Adam chuckled and then beyond Reuben to where Olivia and Mary Ann were running to meet them with Sofia not far behind. \u201cHey, sweetheart, we\u2019re home.\u201d<\/p>\n Such a simple statement but to both women it meant the whole world captured in the palm of their hands and safe again.<\/p>\n \u201cDaddy -\u201d Sofia ran up and clung to Adams leg, so that he bent down to swing her up into his arms and hug her tight while he kissed his wife and held her close to him.<\/p>\n \u201cIt seems as though you have been gone away for so long.\u201d Livvy cried, \u201cHas everything gone – satisfactory?\u201d<\/p>\n He laughed at the use of such a word and kissed her nose \u201cYes, everything has gone \u2018satisfactory\u2019 to the best of my knowledge.\u201d<\/p>\n Mary Ann and Joe led the way into the house where Bridie O\u2019Flannery was beaming with delight at the sight of the two men, \u201cIs Mr Hoss alright too?\u201d she asked.<\/p>\n \u201cPerfectly alright,\u201d Joe assured her, hugging his wife close to his side, \u201cOnly very hungry as we were short of rations.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThen you\u2019ll both be wanting a good meal inside of you .\u201d Bridie declared and smiled fondly at them all for she loved them as dearly as her own family, \u201cAnd Mr Candy is out of the woods now, and quite safe and well.\u201d<\/p>\n Sofia shook her head \u201cHe\u2019s wasn\u2019t in no woods, Flannel. He was in bed in Gran\u2019pa\u2019s house.\u201d she looked up at her father and Uncle, \u201cWe had to stay here in case we made a lot of noise and Rosie came here as well.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIs that so?\u201d Joe smiled and squatted down on his haunches to her level \u201cAnd have you all been really good? Did you do what teacher told you?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAunty Mary Ann is a nice teacher.\u201d Sofia nodded primly, \u201cReuben said she was nicer than Miss Brandon.\u201d<\/p>\n Reuben went rather pink in the cheeks but Joe only smiled, \u201cI agree with him,\u201d he nodded as he rose to his feet, \u201cbut then I\u2019m biased.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSo Candy\u2019s recovering well?\u201d Adam asked as he strolled with his wife into the sitting room still holding her hand and smiling into her eyes, \u201cDan deQuille did say so when we saw him in town.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes he\u2019s already insisting that he returns home tomorrow, but Paul won\u2019t let him.\u201d Livvy replied. \u201cDr Schofield came out several times as well but I don\u2019t think he\u2019s broken down any barriers between himself and your father and Hester.\u201d<\/p>\n Mary Ann laughed \u201cHe really is such an arrogant little man.\u201d<\/p>\n Olivia turned to look at her husband more closely and raised a hand to touch his face, smiled at him fondly \u201cYou need a shave.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAnd a bath.\u201d he replied and sighed \u201cYou\u2019ve been alright here, haven\u2019t you? No unexpected visitors?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, why? Who do you mean?\u201d her brow furrowed and when he mentioned Dimitri\u2019s name she shook her head \u201cNo, we\u2019ve not seen him here at all. Ben wouldn\u2019t let us go into town either so have really enjoyed quite a peaceful few days.\u201d<\/p>\n Mary Ann passed the settee on the way to check on Daniel \u201cWe did have some visitors though, didn\u2019t we? Scared poor Bridie to death.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cReally?\u201d Joe looked sharply over at Adam who had immediately looked alarmed, \u201cWho was it?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWho were they?\u201d Mary Ann said correcting her husband with a smile \u201cJohnny Tall Bear and another Indian.\u201d<\/p>\n Joe nodded and released his breath \u201cStalking Horse.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, that\u2019s right.\u201d Mary Ann replied turning to him now with the baby in her arms and soothing him for he was fretful and had began to cry. \u201cHe said he wanted to see you before he left. He was going to leave in seven days time.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThat was nearly three days ago.\u201d Olivia said quietly and was about to say more when Bridie announced the meal was ready for them.<\/p>\n Joe looked at Adam and raised his eyebrows \u201cI wonder why he\u2019s so insistent on seeing me?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDo you want me to come with you to see him?\u201d Adam asked as they walked to the large table where the food was sending out the most tempting smells.<\/p>\n \u201cI don\u2019t know,\u201d Joe said doubtfully, and looked a trifle concerned although he tried to conceal it with a smile, \u201cWe were good friends for some time.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell, then.\u201d Adam took his seat and sat down \u201cI guess that explains why he wants to see you in particular.\u201d<\/p>\n Joe nodded but he couldn\u2019t shake off a feeling of foreboding about his old friend risking so much to travel so far to see him.<\/p>\n Chapter 25<\/p>\n It was good to be back home although for differing reasons both Joe and Adam were nervous and slightly tetchy as a result. Adam because of Dimitri and the feeling that Marek posed a loose thread in the pattern that revolved around the Russian Lebedev. For Joe it was due to the knowledge that Stalking Horse was nearby and wanting to see him. It was, he told himself, always good to see old friends, but not one with so much history behind him as this Cheyenne shaman. If he had but known it Adam was feeling exactly the same about Doestov.<\/p>\n Several days drifted by with all three brothers working hard on the range. Joe had taken the chance of testing Saturn out by riding him along with Hoss and Adam, the result was pleasing as the black horse appeared relaxed and congenial with Chubb and Sport. Reuben and Rosie were back at school with Miss Brandon who was not told of Reuben\u2019s preferences so continued to believe that she was his favourite teacher of all.<\/p>\n Candy was in his own bed in his own home being tenderly cared for by his wife who managed the chores with the help of little David. Ann had proven herself a resourceful woman ever since she had defied her father and sought out the man she loved in order to marry and set up home with him. It had all taken time, but her determination had paid off, and as she sat by his bedside sharing the days events with him she was more than grateful that the time had been allowed her .<\/p>\n Marek remained obstinately silent. He took the food given him, and the coffee which he found disgusting. Apart from groans and grimaces Armitage was unable to get a word from him. Dan deQuille came to question him in order to put an article about the mysterious prisoner but nothing came of that either. Armitage was beginning to think that Marek was a \u2019white elephant\u2019 and wished he had been brought back to town in the same manner as his two friends.<\/p>\n It was several days later that a group of men rode into town. There were six men in total, but only two dismounted outside the sheriffs office and entered the building. Quick to spot something that could be of interest to his readers Dan deQuille picked up pen and paper and crossed the road only to have his pathway blocked by one of the men who rode his horse in such a way as to block his passage.<\/p>\n \u201cSorry, sir, no admittance.\u201d<\/p>\n Dan was not a man to stand and bluster, he merely stepped back and nodded, retreated and returned to his offices. From his window he watched with avid interest.<\/p>\n Armitage was cleaning his rifle and Clem Foster and Deputy Dodds were sorting through old wanted posters when the two men entered the building, closing the door gently behind them. Armitage looked up \u201cWhat can I do for you gents?\u201d<\/p>\n One of the men stepped forwards in order to approach the desk, he took out some papers which he handed to Armitage. \u201cWhat\u2019s this? Some kind of deputation?\u201d the sheriff said uneasily.<\/p>\n \u201cJust read the papers, sheriff.\u201d Jotham Morton replied as he glanced around the office, \u201cWhere\u2019s Sheriff Coffee?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cRetired – about time too, he was too old for the job.\u201d Armitage muttered sucking at his teeth as he read through the papers.<\/p>\n \u201cNothing takes the place of age and experience,\u201d Jotham said quietly and then stood politely waiting for Armitage to finish his reading.<\/p>\n \u201cYou want me to hand over my prisoner? And release the papers I\u2019ve got that were taken from the four men?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThat\u2019s quite correct, sir.\u201d Jotham nodded with his customary politeness.<\/p>\n \u201cMay I ask why?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou may ask, sir, but the papers you have just read should be self explanatory. You don\u2019t need me to give you a verbal resume of them.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cA verbal resume?\u201d Armitage shook his head, then narrowed his eyes \u201cYou\u2019re from some Government Department I take it? A friend of Adam Cartwright?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI do know the Commodore.\u201d Jotham inclined his head, \u201cBut this matter is a classified Armitage looked as though he were about to argue, then looked again at the insignia that was stamped on the papers that had been given him, he nodded \u201cVery well. You won\u2019t find him very talkative. Not said a word since Cartwright brought him in.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThe other three men – have they been buried?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYep, up on Boots Hill. If you want to dig \u2018em up you\u2019ll need an exhumation order from the Coroner.\u201d<\/p>\n Jotham shook his head \u201cJust give me their papers.\u201d<\/p>\n Armitage handed over the papers and as his hand hovered over the wallets that had been taken from the mens bodies he looked up \u201cThey got any kin at all?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNot that I\u2019m aware of\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cJust that someone has to pay for their funerals and the cost of keeping this prisoner in luxury for the past few days.\u201d Armitage frowned, \u201cThey had some money on them \u2026 reckon it might cover the cost.\u201d<\/p>\n Jotham nodded \u201cAmerican money?\u201d<\/p>\n Armitage grinned \u201cYeah, of course American money what else would it be?\u201d<\/p>\n Jotham clamped his mouth shut, aware he had perhaps said too much so he inclined his head towards the cells \u201cIf you wouldn\u2019t mind?\u201d<\/p>\n Marek came from the cell looking surly and defensive, when he saw Jotham his face dropped even further for he had secretly been hoping that Lebedev had sent someone to provide him with a chance to escape. Jotham was reading through the papers he had been handed and then glanced up, saw Marek and nodded. Without a word he beckoned to the other man with him to deal with the prisoner, then saluted Armitage and turned to go.<\/p>\n \u201cHey, what about signing the release papers?\u201d Armitage said feeling smugly pleased that he was able to put the man down a peg or two in front of his men and the prisoner. \u201cIt\u2019s just a matter of procedure.\u201d he sneered.<\/p>\n The papers duly signed Jotham Morton led the way outside followed by Marek and the other officer. Standing on the sidewalk Jotham looked up and down the main street before turning to his subordinate \u201cTake the prisoner and the detail out of town. I\u2019ll meet you as arranged in a few hours time.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, sir.\u201d a snappy salute and the man turned, took the prisoner by the arm and led him to the spare horse.<\/p>\n If any man there looked longingly at the saloons as they left the town it was too bad, the weather was closing in as winter arrived. It was November now and there was still a long way for them to go before the prisoner was safely delivered to the men who had the means to make the silent man talk.<\/p>\n Once he had seen his detail of men ride out of town Jotham mounted his horse and took the opposite direction in order to ride to the Ponderosa. He had an excellent memory and as he cantered along the track recalled the first time he had taken this route, with O\u2019Brien in a hired buggy. His lips twisted into a bitter grimace at the reminder of his cousin and he found it an irony that O\u2019Brien could now be dead while he lived to take this journey once again.<\/p>\n He rode to the main ranch house as that was the one with which he was most familiar and having dismounted approached, dusting down his jacket and hoping that he looked formal and presentable. The door was opened by Hester who looked at him with some confusion on her face \u201cI\u2019m sorry, I thought it was my husband \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, Madam, it\u2019s I who should apologise. I\u2019ve actually been here before, you\u2019re Mrs Hester Cartwright, aren\u2019t you?\u201d<\/p>\n She nodded and smiled \u201cYes, that\u2019s right, and you do look familiar but -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAgain, my apologies, \u201cCaptain Jotham Morton as your service.\u201d he gave a slight bow having removed his hat already and she smiled more warmly then and stepped to one side \u201cPlease do come in, Captain Morton, my father in law\u2019s here, I\u2019m sure he\u2019ll be pleased to see you again. Would you like some coffee or tea?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThank you, Mrs Cartwright, some coffee would be very acceptable.\u201d he watched her go and then after briefly looking around him he turned to face the man walking towards him.<\/p>\n Ben Cartwright had instant recall of this man and frowned sullenly as the thought crossed his mind that the man had come to haul Adam back to sea. He nodded a welcome but there was no smile to give it any warmth. Jotham extended his hand \u201cMr Cartwright, a pleasure to meet you again.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI hope I can say the same of you, young man.\u201d Ben said as he shook the proffered hand \u201cSit down, sir.\u201d<\/p>\n Jotham did as he had been told, feeling that there were not many who would refuse to do anything that Ben told them, the air of authority he older man had was a force to be reckoned with\u2026 he smiled, now he knew where Adam got it from and the thought gave him some small amusement.<\/p>\n \u201cWell, Captain Morton, you\u2019ve come a long way,\u201d Ben stated having noted the amount of dust the officer had collected along the way, \u201cMay I ask for what reason?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell, I actually came to see Adam, the Commodore\u2026 is he available?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNot here he isn\u2019t.\u201d Ben muttered, \u201cHe\u2019s with Hoss and Joe working, should be back in about an hour.\u201d<\/p>\n Jotham nodded although he frowned a little at the prospect of kicking his heels here for another hour, he was about to speak when Hester arrived with the coffee fixings and set the tray down on the table. Ben waited for her to pour out the coffee before asking again why the Captain had come to see Adam.<\/p>\n \u201cIt is classified, sir.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNonsense.\u201d Ben snorted although he knew perfectly well that it wasn\u2019t, and that the word meant that there would be some secret conflab between this visitor and his son which would exclude everyone else. He seethed inwardly and glanced over at Hester who was getting anxious at the way Ben was acting, she smiled at Jotham \u201cHow have you been since we last saw you, Captain Morton?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell, quite well, thank you.\u201d Jotham replied but the sadness in his eyes didn\u2019t fade and he concentrated on drinking his coffee rather than look at her kind face.<\/p>\n \u201cWe were very sorry to hear about Captain O\u2019Brien.\u201d she said gently, \u201cAdam was terribly upset.\u201d<\/p>\n Ben\u2019s cup rattled in the saucer, he had forgotten the connection between the two men and felt ashamed not to have remembered, he also murmured his condolences to which Jotham nodded and thanked them kindly. Ben cleared his throat \u201cA traffic accident I understand?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, sir.\u201d Jotham buried his face in his cup and nearly choked in his haste to drink the bitter tasting brew.<\/p>\n He was spared from further embarrassment by the sound of horses entering the yard and promptly put the cup and saucer on the tray in order to stand up to face the men, and in particular, one man, as they entered the room.<\/p>\n Hoss, Joe and Adam all slowed down perceptibly as they saw the man standing by the settee, their eyes turned immediately to t heir father who was also on his feet, but it was Hoss who broke the silence as he unbuckled his gun belt \u201cCaptain Morton, isn\u2019t it?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, Mr Cartwright, it is.\u201d<\/p>\n Hands were shaken, greetings exchanged. He turned to Adam who was looking at him gravely, memories of O\u2019Brien chasing through both their minds as the Commodore stepped further into the room. \u201cWhy are you here, Jotham?\u201d<\/p>\n The younger man swallowed, nothing like coming to the point immediately he thought to himself, and he said as politely as he could that he had come on official business. Adam nodded and looked darkly at the man, \u201cThey got my letters then?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, sir. I was despatched immediately to come here.\u201d Jotham glanced at the others still in the room, \u201cIt is classified, sir.\u201d<\/p>\n Ben her-umphed very loudly and Hoss raised his eyebrows and looked awkward whereas Adam stared at Jotham for a moment then inclined his head, \u201cOver here.\u201d and led Jotham to his fathers study. Having seated himself he nodded at the younger man \u201cJotham, I was more than sorry to hear about Daniel\u2026 I do know the real cause of his death and \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI know, your letters confirmed what was already being investigated and I thank you, Adam, sir, for being the friend that you were to him, and to his wife.\u201d<\/p>\n There was a momentary silence before Adam asked him what had brought him to the Ponderosa and Jotham brought out an envelope which he handed to over, \u201cI was told to bring these to you, sir. Also to tell you that I had to take charge of the prisoner or prisoners, and take them back with me.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBack with you?\u201d Adam raised an eyebrow, received a blank look in return and then nodded, \u201cI see.\u201d he looked at the envelope which was marked Private and confidential, \u201cIs there anything else?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWe know that one of those four men was responsible for the explosion that caused the Virginian to go down with Captain Hathaway. The man we – I – shall be taking back with me will hopefully give us the information that we need about that, perhaps even more on who was responsible for Daniel\u2019s death.\u201d he paused a moment \u201cCount Lebedev is still on board his ship in San Francisco.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI daresay.\u201d Adam nodded slowly and glanced up at Jotham<\/p>\n \u201cHe\u2019s no doubt waiting to hear how his men got on with their assignment.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo doubt he\u2019ll have got to know by now.\u201d Adam assured him with a wry smile.<\/p>\n \u201cDimitri Doestov\u2026\u201d he looked at the man sitting opposite him with a sharp glance \u201cWe?\u201d Adam frowned, his brow furrowed and his eyes narrowed, \u201cWho exactly is – we?\u201d<\/p>\n Jotham nodded \u201cMr Fish said you would no doubt ask, and I\u2019m to tell you that we work closely with Lord Willoughby\u2019s department in foreign matters of this kind.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam waved an impatient hand as though dismissing such propaganda and rose to his feet \u201cVery well, Jotham. There\u2019s little point in keeping you here any longer. You need to get back to your prisoner before he\u2019s spirited away from under your nose. I\u2019m sure that Count Lebedev would hardly want him wandering about telling all that he knew about the matters with which you concern yourself. \u201c<\/p>\n \u201cAnd Doestov?\u201d<\/p>\n What about him?\u201d Adam frowned, \u201cDo you know where he is?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNot exactly, but he left Virginia City two days ago, we are assuming that he is returning to discuss events with Lebedev.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam nodded and clamped his mouth shut, \u201cThat makes sense,\u201d he said quietly and then looked at Jotham, smiled and extended his hand \u201cTake care, Jotham.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThank you, sir.\u201d without pretension Jotham saluted his superior officer smartly and then walked back into the body of the room, \u201cThank you for the coffee, Mrs Cartwright.\u201d<\/p>\n Once the door was closed upon Jotham Morton , Ben turned to Adam who was walking towards them opening an envelope \u201cHe didn\u2019t want you to go with him then?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat\u2019s that letter about? Not asking you to go back to sea is it?\u201d<\/p>\n Adam glanced up at his irate parent, and then looked down to resume his reading, he shook his head \u201cNo, it\u2019s just to confirm what Jotham told me about Daniel and Maria\u2019s deaths, and about the Virginian. Nothing for you to worry about, Pa.\u201d<\/p>\n Ben shook his head doubtfully and watched as his son walked to the bureau and picked up his hat, \u201cWell, Pa, brothers, Hester, I\u2019ll see you all in the morning. \u201c<\/p>\n They murmured their goodbyes, as the door closed upon him, and Joe raised his very expressive eyebrows and smiled \u201cWell, that was odd, wasn\u2019t it?\u201d<\/p>\n Ben said nothing, but continued to shake his head and stare at the closed door, he then flung his arms in the air and exclaimed aloud that no one told him anything but before he could say anymore Hop Sing appeared with a smile to tell them that their meal was now ready to eat.<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019d better get home then,\u201d Joe said with a sigh and sniffing the air, \u201cAh, that smells great, hope I\u2019ve something as good waiting for me.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWe\u2019d invite you to stay,\u201d Hester said with a laugh \u201cbut we\u2019d hate you to incur the wrath of Bridie O\u2019Flanagan.\u201d<\/p>\n Joe gave a mock grimace and with a chuckle grabbed at his hat and left the house. Saturn was waiting for him and tossed his head in pleasure at seeing him, the dust from Adams horse was still settling upon the ground when Joe finally rode out of the yard and towards his own house.<\/p>\n Chapter 26<\/p>\n The chess board was set up for a new game and Dimitri Doestov looked at the pieces without expression as he passed it. He sighed and wondered if Lebedev would appreciate that his latest game of chess played out in Virginia City was one that he had lost.<\/p>\n He picked up a beautifully carved knight and was thinking about the skill of the workman who produced it when the door to the cabin was opened. He didn\u2019t move to look around or change his position, but remained turning the knight around and around between his fingers.<\/p>\n \u201cReturned then? \u201c Lebedev said slowly and stood by the now closed door to observe the other man who only nodded and replaced the chess piece on the board. \u201cDid you sneak back on board the same way you left? I\u2019m surprised you bothered to come back. Do you think we\u2019d not have noticed the way you slunk away from here?\u201d<\/p>\n Dimitri shrugged slightly and walked to the port hole to look out at the city \u201cI would have thought you would have left by now, Vlad.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI needed to know how things had gone in Virginia City.\u201d the Count replied as he walked further into the room and sat down at the small table upon which the chess board was set out, \u201cSo? Where did you go? What – more significantly – do you know?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cVlad, I may not rate high in your estimation but I am Russian, and it is in the interests of my country that I left the ship and followed after those four -\u201d he pursed his lips, shrugged and then turned his back upon the Count in order to look down at the chess board again, \u201cI can tell you now Commodore Cartwright is not dead. Very much alive in fact.\u201d he turned to face the Count then with a frown on his face \u201cYour men made a mistake and as a result they suffered the consequences.\u201d<\/p>\n For a moment Lebedev was silent as he stared into the rather vindictive and triumphant face of the other man, \u201cMy men are dead?\u201d he eventually managed to say.<\/p>\n \u201cYes.\u201d Dimitri began to assemble his cigarette, lighting it and drawing heavily upon it, smoke drifted from his nostrils and into the air, \u201cYou sent out the wrong men for the job.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI sent out my best men. Trained assassins.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cPouf, rubbish, they were rank amateurs. Firstly they shoot down the wrong man, with the result that one of them is killed. Secondly they then go after the Commodore into territory about which they know nothing and find that he is not alone as they first thought, and that they were in a location that defied belief. Sergei and Jakob were both killed.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWho told you this?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMarek. I – like a thief in the night let me tell you – had a hurried conversation with him through the bars of his cell the night before I left. He told me to tell you that he has told the police nothing. He has acted as though a man who cannot speak. You have nothing to fear.\u201d<\/p>\n Lebedev laughed at that, and shook his head \u201cYou think I have something to fear – from him. Marek?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe could tell them everything, how the papers are false, how they were financed by you to kill the Commodore.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSo what if he did, what does it matter \u2026 here on board ship I am safe. Anyway, we could sail from here now should I so wish.\u201d he paused a moment \u201cYou said they were all dead, all four of them?\u201d<\/p>\n Dimitri shrugged \u201cYes, that\u2019s right. I gave Marek a small gift before I left, he knows when to take it \u2026 he won\u2019t talk.\u201d<\/p>\n Lebedev\u2019s face went slightly pale and he looked at Dimitri as though seeing him for the first time, \u201cYou really are a devil aren\u2019t you? What was it? Arsenic?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo. Something quicker.\u201d Dimitri drew upon the cigarette, \u201cIn that place no one will think twice about people getting shot or dying unexpectedly. It is a crazy place. It will cause no problem that these men are dead, they will think, because of the papers and money they possess, that they are Americans and won\u2019t bother to find out the truth.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAnd him? Will he not try to find out?\u201d<\/p>\n Again Dimitri shrugged and allowed the smoke to envelop his face as he spoke \u201cHe knows but will say nothing, he is tied to silence because of his position as an officer in their navy.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBut Marek -?\u201d Lebedev narrowed his eyes, \u201cA man taking poison, a man who says nothing but then kills himself ?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIs a man who is dead without having spoken.\u201d Dimitri replied with a lift of his eyebrows and a shrug of the shoulders.<\/p>\n Lebedev picked up one of the chess pieces, a bishop with his grand vestments and crook, he fingered it thoughtfully \u201cBut the Commodore is still alive?\u201d<\/p>\n Dimitri nodded but said nothing although he watched the other man through eyes that looked like those of a rodent. For some moments the silence in the cabin was weighed down by the feeling of malevolence until Lebedev tossed the ivory carved piece down and stood up. \u201cVery well. I shall deal with him myself \u2026 and you come with me, Dimitri.\u201d<\/p>\n Doestov said nothing to that either, although his heart quailed within him. He simply drew on his cigarette and tapped the ash into the little silver box in his other hand. Joseph Cartwright had been more than pleased with Saturn\u2019s performance over the past few days. Since he had returned home Joe had ridden the black horse regularly when going to work, or just for a ride in the early evening. He had told Mary Ann that the animal was enjoying the experience as much as he himself and had hugged her close, \u201cIt\u2019s a long time since I had a horse like this one,\u201d he said smiling at her now, \u201cI\u2019ve missed Cochise and Saturn is the best horse I\u2019ve owned since Cooch got shot.\u201d<\/p>\n Mary Ann slipped her arm around her husbands waist and together they strolled out into the yard and out over to the corral where Saturn and several other horses had been put for the coming night. She breathed in the night air and looked up at the stars, then over to the husband \u201cJoe, I can\u2019t believe how happy I am,\u201d she leaned her head upon his shoulder, \u201cIt\u2019s been a wonderful year. So much has happened, such good things\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSome not so good.\u201d he cautioned and dropped a kiss upon her nose, \u201cBut I agree, Mary Ann, I\u2019ve never been so happy in all my life.\u201d he laughed softly then, and shook his head, \u201cFunny how often we say that, isn\u2019t it? I\u2019ve never been so happy in my life, and yet looking back there have been some wonderfully happy times \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI know what you mean,\u201d she said as they turned now to go back to the house, \u201cI can remember such happy times when I was a girl, back home with Frank and my parents.\u201d<\/p>\n They laughed gently together and then he pulled her roughly towards him and kissed her \u201cMary Ann, I want you to know that I love you so much, I – I am so glad you came to Virginia City to find me.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cJoe, life without you became totally meaningless, I had to come here and just hope, hope that you could care for me enough -.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAnd I did, didn\u2019t I?\u201d he caressed her face with his fingers, looked into her grey eyes and kissed her again. \u201cLet\u2019s get inside,\u201d he whispered, \u201cIt\u2019s getting colder out here.\u201d<\/p>\n He closed the door behind him and together they stepped into the house where the warmth of the fire drifted to them, the sound of Bridie setting out the table for their meal together, and the coo-ing call of their son as he sat in his high chair playing – or rather chewing – on his latest toy, seemed to confirm everything they had said to each other. They could not have been so happy anywhere else. In the morning Joe saddled Saturn and assured Mary Ann he would be back \u201cThis is the seventh day that Stalking Horse was talking about, sweetheart, so I\u2019ll just ride out and see what he has come to see me about.\u201d he slipped the bridle over Saturns head \u201cDon\u2019t worry, it\u2019ll be alright.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cCan\u2019t you take Hoss or Adam with you? What about your Pa?\u201d Mary Ann asked, hugging the shawl closer around her.<\/p>\n \u201cNo, they\u2019ve work to do and doesn\u2019t concern them anyway.\u201d he leaned down from the back of the horse in order to kiss her and smiled into her face, \u201cSee you later.\u201d<\/p>\n She stepped back and raised a hand to wave him out of the yard, when he had reached the end of the stable block he turned to catch sight of her before turning the corner and disappearing from view.<\/p>\n He allowed Saturn a little freedom so that the big horse could get into a gallop. Joe had always loved speed and enjoyed now the feeling of the wind against his face, the strength and power of the horses limbs and muscles working in harmony beneath him, being borne along and feeling the same sense of liberty that the horse was enjoying. After some time he slowed the horse down and jogged comfortably along until he felt he was in an area suitable for his meeting with the Indian.<\/p>\n Stalking Horse had been watching the man and horse for some time. He had been sitting astride his own weary animal and remembering the times when he also had had a horse that would carry him swiftly across the land especially when in pursuit of the buffalo. He watched Joe without envy, but with some pleasure as he enjoyed the sight of him on Saturn. Noticing that Joe had slowed the horse and was heading towards where a large tree sprawled over the crisp grass Stalking Horse turned his horse around and slowly followed in Saturn\u2019s tracks.<\/p>\n Joe had dismounted by the time the Cheyenne had reached him and watched his friend as he approached with a wide smile on his face. When Stalking Horse slipped from his horse\u2019s back Joe stepped forward to greet him. \u201cI never thought to see you again, Stalking Horse.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNor did I expect my eyes to see you, my friend.\u201d<\/p>\n They laughed together, and shook hands the way a Cheyenne would do, then Stalking Horse indicated the grass at their feet and sat down. Joe joined him. \u201cWhy do we have to meet like this, Stalking Horse? You should know you would have been more than welcome in the house of my father and brothers.\u201d<\/p>\n Stalking Horse shook his head and chewed his bottom lip thoughtfully, then he looked steadily at Joe \u201cWould I have been welcome, my brother? You must remember that to many wasicu I am an enemy. I came here expecting at any time to die by the hand of a white man because of the battle of the thousand dead.\u201d<\/p>\n Joe frowned \u201cBattle of the thousand dead? What are you talking about, Stalking Horse?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThe battle in which Custer was killed.\u201d the dark eyes widened and when he saw realisation dawning in Joe\u2019s eyes he nodded \u201cYes, you see, I was there and now, like all Cheyenne and Souix I am an enemy to the white men.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNot to me, Stalking Horse, nor to Adam and Hoss.\u201d he nodded and added quickly \u201cMy father knows how much we owe you, you would be among friends on the Ponderosa.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThis is what Johnny Tall Bear also said -\u201d the Cheyenne nodded, \u201cBut times and what take place during those times, change people.\u201d<\/p>\n Joe nodded and turned his face from his friend to stare out across the valley and towards the mountain ridges. \u201cSo, you were at the Big Horn?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes. But before the fight I was living in the village with Two Moons. We felt safe on our own land. The ground was hard with ice when the soldiers attacked us and we were driven from there, what we could do to protect our women and children we did\u2026 but they burned down our tepees with everything in them. They stole all our horses\u2026\u201d he looked at Joe and smiled \u201cThen next night we crept to the soldiers camp and stole them all back.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cStalking Horse, you don\u2019t have to explain\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI must speak, then you will know why I felt the need to fight. For a while after what happened we stayed at Crazy Horses\u2019 village. There was much talk, many council meetings between the different tribes that were gathered in the Black Hills now. It was decided that we must fight. The white soldiers were everywhere in our land, attacking our villages, stealing our horses and women. There were many thousands of us gathered along the Rosebud, and in the valley of the greasy grass.<\/p>\n \u201cOne day there was a big battle along the Rosebud, it was the battle where Buffalo Calf Road Woman* rescued her brother Chief Comes In sight* from the soldiers fire. We call it the battle where the girl saved her brother* but the white men call it the battle of the Rosebud.\u201d<\/p>\n They were silent for a while, Joe plucked grass from the ground and twisted it between his fingers as he listened to the slow tones of his friends voice, and his mind travelled back to those days when he had ridden with the Cheyenne and understood their ways. He nodded \u201cWhat happened?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWe saw the flashing of their swords in the sun light, they were attacking our camps, we heard the screams of our women, our children. We could not believe that white soldiers would attack such a large camp \u2026 we had felt safe\u2026 some of us did not believe it when the cry came that the soldiers were coming, but then we heard the bullets and the rattle of the big guns.\u201d he cleared his throat \u201cGalls family were all killed by Reno\u2019s soldiers. He led an attack against the soldiers and chased them into the woods. But then the soldiers of the Long Hair was seen and we gathered our forces together to attack him. My friend Kill Eagle* a Blackfoot Sioux Chief, said that it was like a hurricane, like bees swarming from out of a hive* there were so many of us. We took no prisoners although there were those white men who stood up and begged us to spare them. But our blood was hot, we took no prisoners that day\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDid – did you see how Custer and his brothers were killed?\u201d Joe stammered.<\/p>\n Stalking Horse shook his head \u201cIt was like a dust storm, from this many horses ran free with empty saddles. I do not know of Custers brothers, only that he had died. We watched the soldiers throughout the night, those who had come to help the ones already dead. The next day we fought with them but reports came that many more soldiers were coming, so we returned, broke camp and left the valley towards the Bighorn Mountains. As we went many tribes separated and went to their own ways.\u201d Joe cleared his throat, he rubbed at his jaw upon realising he had sat with his teeth clamped together so tight they now ached. When Stalking Horse got to his feet Joe scrambled up upon his and waited for his friend to speak b ut instead the Cheyenne began to walk to h is horse, turned his head and nodded \u201cCome. I have more to tell you, but you must come with me now.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhere to?\u201d Joe asked rather naively.<\/p>\n \u201cTo where I am camped. It is close by. We can talk as we ride there so that you will understand.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cUnderstand what?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat it is that I have to tell you.\u201d Stalking Horse replied patiently.<\/p>\n Chapter 27<\/p>\n Stalking Horse didn\u2019t speak for some time but they rode along in companionable silence, Joe thinking about the battles that his friend had mentioned and imagining the horrors felt by the white soldiers as well as the terror of the Indians, particularly of the women and children.<\/p>\n Eventually Joe was able to see several tepees standing close by to the river, shrouded by trees and the incline of grassy slopes for they were riding into a valley. He glanced behind him, and recognised that they had passed the Ponderosa border several miles further back. Had he been daydreaming so much he had not noticed? He had to admit that he had and sighed, shook his head and glanced over at Stalking Horse.<\/p>\n \u201cThis is Paiute land.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThey have said we may stay here. You are safe and among friends, Joseph Cartwright.\u201d<\/p>\n Joe nodded and glanced around him \u201cThere are not many women or children here.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNot as many as could be, but there are some.\u201d Stalking Horse stopped his horse outside one tepee but did not dismount. \u201cNow I must tell you more\u2026 one day scouts came to tell us that they had heard of a Mission house where the white soldiers went. It was not where the men in black robes kneel and pray, but where Cheyenne and Sioux women were kept captive, and the soldiers came and used them like play things. Many women since the time of Washita and after were taken from their villages and families to be abused\u2026so we rode there, a war party, and we have taken back as many women as we could, as many as we were able.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAnd the white people at the mission?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWe killed them all. They were not good people to let the soldiers come and spoil our women.\u201d<\/p>\n Joe looked thoughtful at this and his friend noticed, shook his head and said angrily \u201cI tell you, my friend, they were not the men who knelt to pray, nor were there the women in black clothes who teach us to talk like the white man, they were not there. Only the bad faces who kept our women prisoners to be -\u201d he paused, \u201cCome, you will see.\u201d<\/p>\n They had dismounted now and were walking towards the tepee when a woman scurried past them, drawing her hair across her face to obscure her features.<\/p>\n \u201cDo you remember her?\u201d Stalking Horse asked Joe who shook his head, \u201cIt is the wife of Bald Eagle. But you would not know her, Bald Eagle hardly recognised her either.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cShe was one of the women from the mission?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes. \u201c<\/p>\n They walked onwards, but now the briskness had gone from Stalking Horses step, their pace slowed. Joe wondered what else his friend was going to tell him, and why it was that he was brought here with such earnestness. \u201cStalking Horse, what else is it that you have to tell me?\u201d<\/p>\n Stalking Horse paused now and turned to face his friend, he nodded slowly, \u201cThe one you loved, do you remember her now? After all these years, do you think of her?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cLittle Moon? Yes, I remember her. How could I forget her?\u201d Joe looked and felt perplexed, he licked his lips, remembered the horror of that time when Adam had told him that his lovely Indian girl was dead. \u201cShe died years ago, if you recall?\u201d<\/p>\n Stalking Horse sighed heavily and placed a gentle hand upon Joe\u2019s arm, \u201cAt the mission there were girls, young women\u2026 from different tribes. Some I knew and had known \u2026 Little Moon was among them.\u201d<\/p>\n Joe shook his head \u201cWhat do you mean? Among those you had known or among those you found?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAmong those I had found. She was there \u2026 she was not dead but had been taken to that place. She was not dead but may as well have been\u2026\u201d his voice trailed away and he turned his head to look over to another tepee into which Bald Eagle\u2019s wife had entered. Joe stood still, so still that he thought his heart had stopped. He then gave a gasp, shivered \u201cLittle Moon is alive? \u201c<\/p>\n \u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHere?\u201d<\/p>\n Stalking Horse raised a hand as though to halt whatever else Joe wanted to say, it was also a request for patience. Joe stifled his feelings with difficulty while Stalking Horse continued to speak \u201cWe learned from others that she had been taken with some other women to a Fort. After a while she was taken to the mission home. \u201c<\/p>\n They were silent, it was as though Stalking Horse accepted that Joe needed time to master and control his emotions. Then he bowed his head \u201cYou would wish to see her?\u201d<\/p>\n Joe nodded and followed the other man to a tepee that was unadorned by any painting, a woman came out and stood up and stared at them, then her eyes widened and she clapped her hands in delight at seeing and recognising Joe. \u201cHe brought you here, he said that he would\u2026\u201d she cried.<\/p>\n Joe started back and then remembered Little Moon\u2019s close friend, and took her hand in his, \u201cEvening? Is it you?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, yes, it is Evening. It is I.\u201d and her smile illuminated her face, so changed from the freshness of girlhood, now she looked old and tired as though life had worn her down with its horrors and heart aches. \u201cYou have come to see Little Moon?\u201d \u201cShe is always here.\u201d Evening replied as she stepped aside to admit them into the lodge, it was dim inside and Joe had to let his eyes get accustomed to the shadows before he saw a child playing among a bundle of rags.<\/p>\n \u201cThis is their child.\u201d Stalking Horse whispered. \u201cLittle Moon\u2019s and a white soldiers.\u201d<\/p>\n Joe felt his heart shiver and his hands went cold. He wished he had never come with Stalking Horse, felt it was cruel and unfair that the Cheyenne had come and dumped this secret upon him. The child looked up and saw them and whimpered, its eyes filled with tears and for a moment he didn\u2019t realise how blue they were, nor how fair its skin and that the curls that framed its face were a strange muddy brown. Cold tentacles of foreboding trickled through his body and down his spine. He looked at Stalking Horse\u2019s face and then at Evenings and realised the significance of what the Cheyenne had said. The child was Little Moon\u2019s and some white soldiers \u2026<\/p>\n A strange mewing sound came from the corner, from the darkest corner of the lodge. Then a scurrying sound, and suddenly the figure of a woman scuttled past them, a thin woman with black hair trailing like black shrouds about her. She ran on all fours like a cat, darting towards the child and scooping it up and then disappearing back into the dark corner.<\/p>\n \u201cLittle Moon.\u201d Stalking Horse said with a strange finality in his voice.<\/p>\n \u201cLittle Moon?\u201d Joe gasped.<\/p>\n \u201cThis is all that is left of her, better for her to have died.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThe child?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cA girl, one of the Long Hairs soldiers no doubt.\u201d<\/p>\n Joe looked into the dark corner where the woman sat with the child in her arms. She held it close to her breast, and kissed hits pale cheek and moaned softly into its ear. The bleak sadness of it all, the horror of it all, made Joe feel sick. He reeled away, stumbled out of the lodge and reached the safety of a tree against which he leaned for support. Stalking Horse was all too suddenly standing beside him a bitter smile on his face. Joe stared down at the ground unable to speak, his head full of the sight of the lovely girl he had known looking like a wild animal, mewing and slobbering over her half breed child. He shook his head and looked up at his friend \u201cWere – were others like that?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, only Little Moon. Some women killed themselves, others mutilated their bodies and faces so that the soldiers would not go near them. Some died of the coughing sickness. Of the 53 women that were taken we were able to bring back 12.* It is said that they were being kept as Interpreters by Custer.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWas she – she – found like that?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, she became like that after that child was born. Until then, by all accounts, she had been very brave. Then she became as you see her now.\u201d Stalking Horse looked over his shoulder back to the tepee and sighed, \u201cI know that the Great Spirit has a reason for this, perhaps it protects her from horrors we know nothing about.\u201d he sighed again, \u201cSometimes she will not touch the child, refuses food, other times she is as you saw her. She plays with the infant like a girl child plays with a rag and bone doll.\u201d he stared into the far distance and then continued \u201cWhen we found her in the cell I thought of leaving her there, she fought against me, teeth, nails, like a demented animal caught in a snare for so long. The old woman says that she will one day come to her senses, that the Great Spirit will put it back, but I don\u2019t know, do you think it is possible, Joseph Cartwright?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI don\u2019t know. I\u2019ve never seen or known anything like it before.\u201d Joe mumbled and shook his head. He wanted to leave now, he felt a desperate yearning to get on his horse and ride miles from this place, leave it behind and perhaps rid himself of the memories of what was taking place. He looked at Stalking Horse who was staring intensely at him \u201cWhy did you bring her here?\u201d<\/p>\n The Cheyenne frowned and shook his head \u201cPerhaps it was the wrong thing to do, but you loved her once. As for me -\u201d he looked wistfully over at the tepee \u201cI have always loved Little Moon Wind. I just thought I should bring her here, you should know what happened otherwise you would live your whole life believing in a lie.\u201d<\/p>\n Joe nodded, he wanted to say that he preferred that idea, living a lie, it was far better than having to confront this truth and to live with it for the rest of his life. He swallowed a gulp and placed a hand on his friends arm and could only nod again as though he understood.<\/p>\n Stalking Horse had seen and noticed the horror in Joe\u2019s eyes, the way he had recoiled and the distress still evident on the younger mans face. He turned away and walked towards his own tepee, inviting Joe to come with him and eat the mid day meal. It struck Joe as he watched his friend walk away from him that Stalking Horse had aged, the black hair was streaked with white and grey, the handsome face was haggard and hollow eyed and the once sturdy sinewy body was now thin and gaunt. With a sigh he followed the Indian to the other tepee and stepped inside.<\/p>\n Chapter 28<\/p>\n They spoke a little during the course of the meal which Evening had prepared for them. Sitting cross legged on the ground and eating the rich meaty stew the two men shared the experiences that had befallen them during the intervening years. It seemed mutually agreed without words being spoken that there was no longer any mention of Little Moon. Joe told Stalking Horse of his wife and his son, how important they were to his life, how much he cared about them. To this the Cheyenne nodded and told his friend that it was good that he had found someone to love him and to love in return.<\/p>\n It was past the middle of the day when they emerged from the tepee, and Joe was thinking that perhaps he could now return home. Stalking Horse had paused to talk to another man so Joe wandered on alone, every so often casting a look over at the tepee in which he had seen Little Moon. As he was thinking about what to do next, for he was sorely tempted to step back into the tepee to see her again, he caught sight of her walking with her child. She was walking quite normally beside an older woman whose hand she held like a trusting child. The baby girl slept in the back cradle strapped to her back, it\u2019s strange muddy coloured hair caught the sunlight and made it shine. They approached the tepee and in doing so cut across Joe\u2019s path and she looked so demure that it made his heart beat in his ribs like a crazy mans. He reached out and touched her arm, and she turned large blank eyes to stare into his face, \u201cLIttle Moon Wind,\u201d he whispered very softly, \u201cIt\u2019s Joseph, it\u2019s me – Joseph Cartwright.\u201d<\/p>\n She said nothing, her face remained unmoved. The other woman plucked at her sleeve and she turned to follow her back to the tepee, not once looking back at the man who stood as though fixed to the spot by the brief encounter. Looking to see where Stalking Horse was and noticing that now another Indian had joined them and the discussion was obviously very intense, Joe decided there was only one thing he could do, he had to go in and confront her. He had to be able to say to himself if not to anyone else, that he had made some attempt to form a bridge of communication with her. Why was it so necessary, he asked himself as he walked determinedly to the tepee, she wouldn\u2019t remember him, after all, he had failed to find her, to look for her and bring her to safety. Why should she remember him with affection, with any feeling other than hate.<\/p>\n He stopped once, faltered and bowed his head. He had failed her, he remonstrated to himself, he had left her to suffer the most terrible fate that could befall a woman such as she. Perhaps he had to see her now in order to be able to tell himself later that it was alright, that she didn\u2019t hate him, that – just perhaps – she did remember him with some form of loving affection.<\/p>\n Little Moon Wind sat in the corner of the lodge with her long black hair falling over her shoulders in thick braids which reached down to her tiny waist. Her hands were clasped in her lap, and were very still as though she had willed them to have no life of their own. She had her eyes open, watching the baby as it tottered on fat little legs across the floor. Her lips were unsmiling but were still beautiful, graven like those of marble statues he had seen in the homes of the wealthier families in Virginia City.<\/p>\n He stared at her as though he were staring at the most beautiful statue he had ever seen, and in some ways that was what she was, for she could sit as still as a statue for hours on end. That was the way she had survived all those years of abuse.<\/p>\n He turned slightly sensing that someone had entered the tepee, and Evening came and stood by his side. \u201cThey used to come and stare at her,\u201d she whispered to Joe, \u201cThe wasicu soldiers. They would stare at her as though they had never seen anything or anyone so lovely. Then they would stroke her hair, that\u2019s how it would start \u2026\u201d she shook her head and scowled, then turned away from him, \u201cCome here now, come here..\u201d she clucked at the child who turned and seeing her nurse tottered towards her, falling mid way, then struggling back to walk a few steps more. Joe noticed that the child\u2019s clothing was soiled, that although it had fair skin and blue eyes she had her mothers mouth and nose, and the high cheek bones and features of the Cheyenne. He stroked the child\u2019s hair as he walked past her and then knelt in front of Little Moon.<\/p>\n \u201cDo you remember me, Little Moon Wind? It is me, Joseph Cartwright. There was a time when you and I spoke of love and marriage, and how \u2026\u201d she turned and looked at him, her eyes were dull and emotionless causing his mouth to go dry and the words to fail him. He sat for a moment and wondered what memories she had locked away in the recesses of whatever mind she had left, or perhaps there were no memories, just a black void. \u201cI should never have let you go with your Uncle, Little Moon. I should have insisted that you stayed with me. If you had stayed Black Kettle would have married us, you would have been my wife and we would have lived on the Rosebud. All those years would have been happy ones for you, just as I had promised that they would be. Little Moon Wind, look into my face and try to remember who I am.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAaaah, \u201c she sighed softly but her eyes had merely widened, the pupils black, so black that it was hard to distinguish any other colour.<\/p>\n Joe was about to say something when she sighed again, a long withdrawn sigh and Evening came and touched his shoulder and told him to leave right away. As he moved to stand up Little Moon rose to her feet \u201cAaaaaaaaaaaahh\u201d she wailed and her hands came up and her fingers arched like claws and she reached out with them with a swiftness that caught him totally unawares.<\/p>\n He jumped back, startled, and then stepped forward and took her hands in his, surprised at the strength of her as her wail became the keening shriek of the demented woman she had become. She kicked and screamed and struggled valiantly until Evening came and threw a blanket over her shoulders and grabbed at her hands in order to force her fingers to touch the soft wool. The calmness that followed was as surprisingly swift and equally as terrifying as the violence that had preceded it. The fear and terror left her face leaving her with a passive emptiness. She clasped the blanket close to her and whispered \u201cAh, ah,\u201d<\/p>\n It was too much. He shook his head in dismay and reeled away to find a quiet place to sit and think. But he found he could not think, his mind was in too much turmoil so that it went over and over what he had witnessed. Every so often the memory of her face that day they had parted years earlier would flash before his eyes and make him feel like weeping. He felt like great shaking sobs were rattling his insides but could not be released.<\/p>\n It was unfair, unfair. It was all wrong, so wrong. Why had it happened? What reason could there be to justify what had happened to her, and not only to her, but to the others, faceless hundreds, nations upon nations of them?<\/p>\n A shadow fell over him so that he looked up and saw Stalking Horse standing in front of him with an expression of sadness on his face. As Joe rose to his feet he looked again at the tepee and then shook his head \u201cWhat are you going to do now, Stalking Horse? Are you going to stay here?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo.\u201d Stalking Horse half turned and beckoned to the other two men who were still talking over something with some urgency \u201cWe have decided to move on. Your friend the Bannock, John Tall Bear, has told us where we could go and live in safety with them. It is far enough from the land of the Paiute for you to never have to see us again.\u201d he paused at the expression on Joe\u2019s face and put a kindly hand on the younger mans arm \u201cIt is what you would wish, is it not?\u201d<\/p>\n Joe felt ashamed now, but it was true, he didn\u2019t want to think that she was here, so close to the Ponderosa, to his own home and family. He clamped his lips together and looked at the ground \u201cStalking Horse, if I had known what had happened to her, that she had been taken, I would never have left her. I would have searched for her until she had been found and would have kept her safe. Believe me, I would have done.\u201d<\/p>\n He didn\u2019t want to cry in front of this man who had far more cause to weep than any man he currently knew, but the tears rose to his eyes and thickened in his throat. The Cheyenne nodded \u201cIt took a long time for us to know that she had been taken. Like you we believed what we had been told.\u201d his mouth curved in a downturn \u201cBy the time we knew it was too late.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWould you have married her if \u2026 if you had had the chance?\u201d Joe whispered in a husky emotional voice.<\/p>\n \u201cYes.\u201d Stalking Horse replied and looked at the tepee again, before bowing his head \u201cWe of the nation do not think in the same way as the white man about those who are – not of a whole mind. She will be loved and cared for, no harm will befall her or her child.\u201d<\/p>\n They were walking towards the horses now, Saturn and the Indian pony were grazing on the rich grass and ignorant of the plight of their masters. Joe looked at Stalking Horse in order to say his goodbyes when he noticed the gleam in the man\u2019s eyes, the look of hunger and longing as he stared at the black horse. Realising he had been noticed Stalking Horse gave a wry smile and shrug of the shoulders \u201cA beautiful horse, my friend.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes. He is.\u201d Joe agreed and his eyes travelled to look at the worn out creature upon which Stalking Horse had travelled all those miles to reach the Ponderosa. He thought of the herds of wild horses that roamed the hills, free and at liberty to go where they wished. He wondered how far and for how much longer the poor beast would last. \u201cStalking Horse\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n With a sigh the shaman turned to him and nodded \u201cThis then is goodbye, my friend.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWill we meet again?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMaybe. \u201c he smiled and glanced again at the black horse, then turned to look at Joe, \u201cI never thought I would see you again when last we parted – those days when we dreamed great things never knowing that after the great things had happened we would become an outcast nation of people.\u201d<\/p>\n Joe nodded, recalling to mind the time when Adam and he had hidden in the undergrowth to watch the long vast column of Cheyenne and Sioux riding out of the reservation in order to travel the long route to the Black Hills. So much had happened since that time and he reached out his hand in order to take hold of Stalking Horses when there came a scream from behind them.<\/p>\n They both turned with one thought in mind\u2026Little Moon\u2026 and they both saw her at the same time as she ran as fast as she could from the tepee. Something gleamed in her hand as she waved it too and fro, her feet seemed so light as they covered the ground to come towards them. \u201cLittle Moon Wind.\u201d Stalking Horse cried as he stepped towards her and raised his arms as though to catch hold and prevent her head long dash for freedom.<\/p>\n The knife glittered as the late afternoon sun caught it in sunbeams, and Stalking Horse gave a gasp and leapt backwards, his hand still outstretched to catch hold of her and another held against his face to stem back the blood from where the weapon had slashed through the flesh.<\/p>\n \u201cAii-yeee-\u201d she screamed and ran towards Joe with the knife held high in her hand. They were a mere feet apart and she stared at him with wide demented eyes, horror and terror and fear transfigured her beautiful features \u201cWasicu \u2026wasicu\u2026\u201d she screamed and the knife plunged down.<\/p>\n Chapter 29<\/p>\n The sky was streaked vermilion and purple with gold and cream slashed through like brush strokes. It was a backdrop so beautiful that poets would have woven words around it and artists sighed to find the right colours but for Joseph Cartwright it meant nothing.<\/p>\n He sat alone on a ledge that overhang the land and from where he could see far into the distance. Mountain tops and thickly dense woodland and smoke from countless chimneys. It was cold and the wind upon that higher elevation was brisk and stung his eyes and face. He knew that some miles away the small group of Cheyenne would be straggling along the track towards the land of the Bannock and Shoshone, led by Johnny Tall Bear as their guide. He was certain that he would never see Stalking Horse again.<\/p>\n He thought of Little Moon Wind as he had first known her, that large eyed silent girl who had tended his wounds and fallen in love with him. Her love for him then had brought back her speech, and he could recall how proud he felt when told the first words she had said was his name. Perhaps he had hoped that same miracle would reoccur when she had ran at him with that knife in her hand and that crazed look on her face and he had called her name; perhaps he had just wanted to end the nightmare and see it end in a way that would bring joy, not misery.<\/p>\n He had stood there in front of her and said her name, and she had plunged the knife down, doubled over and fallen to the ground. Silent, no sound, no gasp and no word of recognition. He had remained standing there motionless as her blood spilled out at his feet and her long black hair, free now of its braids, had spread like a mantle across her body. Stalking Horse had come followed by Evening and some others, Joe heard his friend calling her name in the Cheyenne tongue, and then had looked up at Joe with a groan as he whispered \u201cShe is dead\u2026 she will never come back to me now.\u201d<\/p>\n A sound by their side had startled them both and they had turned to see the child crawling towards them, here head down, crying for her mother as a lamb bleats for her own. Stalking Horse made a strange sound, then pulled the knife from Little Moon\u2019s fingers and grabbed at the childs hair.<\/p>\n It was that action that really brought Joe back to his senses as he yelled to him to stop, and grabbed at his arm \u201cNo, you can\u2019t do that, Stalking Horse, you can\u2019t do that.\u201d<\/p>\n The knife fell from his hand, the child released now crawled away weeping and was caught up by some woman who carried it to her lodge. Stalking Horse now fell upon his knees beside Little Moons body and wept.<\/p>\n Now on the ledge Joe sat and surveyed the land beneath him. He felt exhausted, empty and his mind was in a tumult of confusion and emotion. The wind blew harder and shadows grew longer. Night had come. Mary Ann returned to the window and looked out into the darkness before turning to look at the clock. It was mid-night, the fires were dying down and Bridie had already gone to her bed over an hour earlier. Upstairs in his own little crib Daniel slept soundly, his thumb in his mouth and his curls dark upon the white pillow beneath his head.<\/p>\n She paced up and down, clasped and unclasped her hands, back and forth she walked until in the end she was tired of even doing that so she forced herself to sit by the dying embers of the fire and to read the book that she had picked up hours earlier when she realised Joe was not going to return home in time for supper.<\/p>\n Where was he? Where could he have gone? Was he safe? She put the book down, stood up and then sat down again. This was childish and stupid, there was no need to act in this way, she told herself, after all, anything could have happened to have delayed him. Anything.<\/p>\n The clock struck one o\u2019clock. She walked to the front door and opened it, out in the yard she heard the sound of the horses stirring in their stalls, an owl hooted and swooped from its tree, she could hear the swoosh of its flight. Stars twinkled in the sky and the moon was hidden by cloud. She could see nothing. As she closed the door the sound of her son crying for her caused her to turn away from the sitting room and climb the stairs to the bedroom. Ben Cartwright sat at his desk with a cup of coffee at his elbow and the ledgers opened up in front of him. His eldest son was perched on the corner of the desk watching as his fathers pen travelled down the lists ticking off item by item.<\/p>\n Hannah was playing with her rag doll while Hester sat in her chair with Hope in her arms, playing with the baby\u2019s fingers and toes, tapping her on the nose and singing quietly to the baby as she did so in an attempt to gain a gummy smile. Hoss was smiling at them lost in the thought of a happy man contemplating the blessings before him that were all his own.<\/p>\n The sound of a horse coming into the yard hardly disturbed them as they were in anticipation of Joes arrival so that work for the day could commence. They were all confounded when the door burst open and Mary Ann appeared with her hair dishevelled and her eyes wild \u201cIs Joe here? Is he?\u201d<\/p>\n From being a scene of pleasant relaxation the change to startled anxiety was instantaneous as she came into the room, looked around and then promptly burst into tears. \u201cI\u2019m sorry, I don\u2019t mean to be – I mean – Joe said he was going to be home , he said he wouldn\u2019t be long but he hasn\u2019t come home. \u201c<\/p>\n \u201cHush now,\u201d Hoss hurried over to his sister in law and placed an arm around her shoulders, drawing her closer to Hester who was on her feet now and reaching out for her hand \u201cWhere did he say he was going ? Was he with anyone?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe went to see Stalking Horse. He said it was about time – the seventh day – and that Stalking Horse would be expecting him.\u201d Mary Ann drew in a long deep breath in order to control her emotions, \u201cI\u2019m sorry, its just that – I couldn\u2019t – can\u2019t help but worry in case there has been some accident. What if he\u2019s hurt?\u201d<\/p>\n Ben was already by the door buckling on his gun belt \u201cI told him not to go and see that Cheyenne, nothing good would come of it, but he insisted.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou knew he was going, Pa?\u201d Hoss looked confused and looked over at Adam, \u201cDid you know he was going?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI knew he intended to see Stalking Horse, but not when exactly.\u201d Adam replied as he walked across the room towards his father and brother, \u201cI offered to go with him but he said he\u2019d prefer to go alone.\u201d<\/p>\n It was at that point that the door burst open and Joe stepped into the room. Before anyone could speak he had hurled himself at Adam and thrown a punch at his brother that caught Adam under the jaw sending him staggering backwards \u201cYou lied to me,\u201d he shouted, \u201cYou lied, you said she was dead and she wasn\u2019t \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n His clenched fist came back for another attempt to get at his brother while Adam, mindful of the women and little Hannah who was now screaming in terror, managed to keep his own temper in check \u201cI don\u2019t know what you\u2019re talking about, Joe \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n The next punch caught Adam another blow to the face but before Joe could throw another Hoss had grabbed at his brother\u2019s wrist and wrapped an arm around his chest while yelling to him to calm down and get a control on himself.<\/p>\n Mary Ann seeing that her husband was now restrained by Hoss\u2019 arms and that Ben was standing like a referee between Adam and Joe, now ran to him crying his name and begging him to stop what he was doing before he caused more damage.<\/p>\n Realising his wife was there, seeing his father\u2019s anger blazing at him from those black eyes and hearing Hoss\u2019 heavy breathing down his ear forced Joe to stop what he had intended on doing, although now he wasn\u2019t even sure what those intentions had been. He stood there, lost, fearful and shocked as he looked from one to the other of them. Ben drew himself up \u201cCare to explain just what all that was about, young man?\u201d<\/p>\n Joe shrugged his brothers arm away \u201cYou can let go, Hoss, it\u2019s alright, I won\u2019t hit him anymore.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThat\u2019s for sure you won\u2019t,\u201d Ben growled, \u201cYou had better have a good explanation for bursting in here like this, Joseph.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI do. I just hope he has a good explanation for what he did as well.\u201d Joe retorted still breathing hard and his eyes flashing green as he glared at Adam who was feeling his jaw to make sure it hadn\u2019t been broken.<\/p>\n Mary Ann stepped back a pace and looked at Joe as though she had never seen him before , this was her dear husband and acting like this? Striking his brother, looking as though he would have liked to have killed him, what, she wondered, had happened to cause him to be like this\u2026 she looked over at Hester and saw the same thoughts on her friends face that were flickering through her own mind.<\/p>\n Hester had placed Hope back in the crib and picked up Hannah who was still wailing, after patting the little girl on the back she said very coldly \u201cI\u2019ll go and get some coffee, perhaps you\u2019ll have calmed down by then, Joe.\u201d<\/p>\n Mary Ann watched as Hester hurried from the room with Hannah. She stood there lost in doubt, not sure where to go, what to do or say. Hoss came and touched her arm, \u201cDo you want to go with Hester, honey?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, I don\u2019t know, Hoss. I don\u2019t know what to do.\u201d she was still looking at her husband who had his head down and one hand shielding his eyes, \u201cJoe? Do you want to come and sit down with me and tell us what has happened?\u201d<\/p>\n Adam looked at his father who raised his eyebrows and shook his head, \u201cJoseph,\u201d Ben snapped, \u201cPerhaps you\u2019d have the courtesy to answer your wife at least!\u201d<\/p>\n Joe raised his head and turned to look at Mary Ann, he felt as though he had just woken up from a bad dream, as though he had been sleep walking for the past few hours and only just now come to his senses. He reached out a hand towards her and was more than grateful when she reached out for it, \u201cMary Ann, I\u2019m so sorry, I – I just couldn\u2019t control my self, I don\u2019t know -.\u201d he paused, and shook his head, raised a hand to his brow and rubbed at his temples then he looked over at Adam \u201cYou should have told me the truth.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat are you talking about? The truth about what?\u201d Adam snapped and then winced at the pain in his jaw.<\/p>\n \u201cJoe, come and sit down. Calm down now, just tell us what\u2019s happened?\u201d Mary Ann\u2019s quiet gentle voice trickled through to Joe\u2019s brain and he nodded and allowed her to lead him to the settee where she pulled him down to sit beside her.<\/p>\n Ben was still bristling with anger, it was all well and good that Joe was calming down but Ben was boiling hotter and hotter. He came and stood in front of Joe with his hands on his hips and his chest thrust out, \u201cWell, explain yourself.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI don\u2019t have to explain myself, Pa. It\u2019s him who has the explaining to do.\u201d Joe snapped back, and glared at his brother who was becoming more confused by the minute.<\/p>\n The rattle of cups indicated that Hester had returned. Hoss went to help her noticing that the rattling had more to do with his wife shaking in shock than anything else. Ben was not to be diverted from his determination for an explanation and demanded once again that Joe spoke up and told them what was going on.<\/p>\n Staring at Adam and holding onto Mary Ann\u2019s hand Joe told them how he had met Stalking Horse, he told them everything, spared them no detail as he ended with describing Little Moon\u2019s death and the departure of the Cheyenne from Paiute land They listened in silence, looked at one another, left their coffee to get cold. Finally the talking stopped and Joe turned his eyes once again to Adam. \u201cIf you had told me the truth I could have gone to find her and spared her what she had gone through.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI did tell you the truth, Joe.\u201d Adam replied, his voice was controlled, perhaps it sounded cold and emotionless but he was as shocked by what was being said as anyone else there. \u201cI told you what I had been told by the girls in the cell, that she had been killed with her Uncle. Don\u2019t you remember that even Raven, the woman in Wynkoops cabin, told us the same thing?\u201d<\/p>\n Joe shook his head and then with a groan buried his face in his hands \u201cI don\u2019t know what to believe anymore.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cLook, if I lied to you it was only because I believed I was being told the truth. It was perfectly unintentional. \u201c Adam bit down on his lip and realised it was cut, it was stinging and he could taste blood. \u201cEveryone believed her to have been killed, Joe.\u201d<\/p>\n Mary Ann had withdrawn her hand from Joe\u2019s, she had them clasped in her lap, her fingers intertwined. She was aware of her own breathing, the pulses in her ears beating like drums. She turned to Hester \u201cIs there any water, Hester?\u201d<\/p>\n Her voice sounded miles away, she wondered if Hester had actually heard her and was surprised when her sister in law pushed a glass of water into her hands. When Hester sat down beside her and put an arm gently around her waist Mary Ann fought the desire to lay her head upon her shoulder and cry. She looked at Joe who seemed to be struggling to accept what Adam had said, then she looked over at Ben who was stroking his jaw as though thinking it over very carefully. Taking a deep breath she looked at Joe \u201cWhy did Stalking Horse bring her here, Joe? What was the point of that?\u201d<\/p>\n He looked up at her then with a slight frown and his hazel eyes looked darker than she had known them \u201cHe said that it wasn\u2019t right that I should live without knowing the truth.\u201d<\/p>\n He sounded as though surprised that none of them could see that, it made perfect sense to him. Mary Ann sipped some of the water and then set the glass down, \u201cWell, I wish he hadn\u2019t bothered, I wish he had stayed away from here.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam looked from Joe to the young woman who sat by his brother\u2019s side struggling so hard to remain calm, he shook his head \u201cJoe, you have to believe me, everyone I spoke to told me the same story, that Little Moon Wind had been shot down at that camp with her uncle. I didn\u2019t want to tell you then that she had died, but it seemed only right and proper to tell you what I had been told, after all, you needed to know. Then Wynkoop\u2019s cook told you the same, why or how could we ever suspect that it wasn\u2019t so? Some soldier must have noticed life in her later as they were checking the bodies, and -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou didn\u2019t see her yesterday, Adam. She was like an animal.\u201d Joe whispered shaking his head, \u201cThen when she killed herself, the look on her face, the hate she had for me\u2026 she only saw me as a white man and she wanted to kill me.\u201d<\/p>\n Hoss sighed \u201cThen why didn\u2019t she?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat?\u201d Joe blinked and looked up at Hoss, \u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat made her change her mind? Instead of killing you she killed herself, ain\u2019t that right?\u201d<\/p>\n Joe nodded slowly \u201cYes, that\u2019s right.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSo she\u2019s dead now ain\u2019t she?\u201d Hoss said in his most matter of fact voice.<\/p>\n \u201cYes, she\u2019s dead. Stalking Horse has taken her body away.\u201d Joe released his breath and closed his eyes, then looked up at Adam. \u201cShe\u2019s dead.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam wasn\u2019t sure what to say to that statement so he said nothing. Hoss looked at Hester and raised his eyebrows so that his wife stood up and went over to him, \u201cI\u2019ll go and see if Hannah is alright now.\u201d she said quietly and hurried to the kitchen where the little girl had been left with Hop Sing.<\/p>\n Ben looked at Joe and then at Mary Ann, he shook his head and said that there was work to do, \u201cI don\u2019t want to hear any more about this, Joe, do you understand?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, sir.\u201d Joe mumbled and once again shot a swift look in Adam\u2019s direction. \u201cI\u2019m sorry, Adam. I\u2019ve been thinking too much about it and I guess it got too big in my head.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYeah, well.\u201d Adam shrugged and looked at Mary Ann \u201cYou had better take your husband home, Mary Ann.\u201d and then noticing the pale face and big eyes said in a gentler voice \u201cAre you alright?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, I\u2019m alright.\u201d she smiled her thanks and rose to her feet, \u201cCome on, Joe. Let\u2019s get home.\u201d<\/p>\n Joe rose to his feet slowly and looked from his father to his brothers and then to his wife, he took her hand in his and raised it to his lips, kissed her fingers \u201cThank you, sweetheart.\u201d<\/p>\n His voice shook a little, it was quiet and husky and touched her heart so that she offered up a small smile. Adam watched as they left the room together and the door was closed. He looked at his father, then at Hoss, scratched his nose and followed Ben into the study. All their thoughts were on Mary Ann and how she was going to deal with the matter, after all, the ghost that had haunted their marriage had now returned.<\/p>\n Chapter 30<\/p>\n \u201cWell,\u201d Adam said as the atmosphere in the room thawed upon the closure of the door, \u201cHe certainly hasn\u2019t lost his touch,\u201d he put a hand to his jaw again and winced, \u201cJust like old times.\u201d<\/p>\n Ben sighed \u201cI don\u2019t like it, he shouldn\u2019t have gone off like that. Not in front of Mary Ann and Hester.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAw Pa,\u201d Hoss immediately went on the defensive for his little brother, \u201cHe weren\u2019t thinking straight. It weren\u2019t his fault, he just had a shock and had to get it out of his system. That\u2019s all.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSome years ago I would have accepted that,\u201d Ben replied quietly while rubbing the back of his neck anxiously, \u201cBut not now, he should have just come and talked it over and worked it out of his system in that way.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam shook his head and grimaced, then shrugged \u201cIt was grim to listen to, Pa. It must have been pretty terrible for him to have seen her like that after all these years and – and have learned all that had happened.\u201d<\/p>\n Hester began to collect up the cups and saucers, \u201cWhat will happen to the child? The one she had -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHalf breed girl? I should imagine they\u2019ll find a woman to care for her. She won\u2019t be unhappy with them.\u201d Adam replied, \u201cShe\u2019s better off with them than trying to integrate her into white society just now, that\u2019s for sure.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat about her father?\u201d Hester suggested hopefully but Ben shook his head and after looking at his sons ventured the opinion that he was probably dead, having been one of Custer\u2019s men.<\/p>\n \u201cProbably would never know who was her father, Hester. She was \u2019used\u2019 by quite a number of men by the sound of it.\u201d Hoss said gravely.<\/p>\n \u201cI guess we had better get to work,\u201d Adam now suggested as he reached out for his hat, \u201cComing, Hoss?\u201d<\/p>\n His brother nodded and followed him out of the house, grabbing at his own hat as he passed the bureau. For a while Hester continued to tidy up the crockery and looked anxiously over at Ben who seemed lost in thought, \u201cAre you alright, Pa?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, I\u2019m just sorry about what happened, Hester.\u201d He sighed and put a gentle hand on her shoulder, \u201cIt\u2019s a long time since I saw Joe react so violently.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAdam won\u2019t hold it against him.\u201d Hester smiled although her eyes looked clouded over with anxiety.<\/p>\n \u201cNo, but it isn\u2019t Adam I\u2019m worried about,\u201d Ben replied, \u201cI\u2019m more concerned about Mary Ann.\u201d When Mary Ann and Joe had left the house they walked together in silence to where the horses were waiting, nodding their heads over the water trough patiently. She had stopped and looked around \u201cWhere\u2019s Saturn? You rode out on Saturn yesterday, where is he?\u201d<\/p>\n Joe chewed on his bottom lip for a second or two then shrugged and pulled a face, \u201cI gave him to Stalking Horse. It was the least I could do.\u201d he saw the expression on her face and grabbed at her arm, pulling her towards him, so that she faced him, \u201cMary Ann, I\u2019m so sorry for the way I acted in there just now. I was so confused and angry, and it boiled up in my head, when I saw Adam I just kind of exploded.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, you did.\u201d she replied slowly and pulled her arm away, \u201cIt wasn\u2019t very pleasant to see, Joe.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI thought he had lied to me, and after what I had seen, I – I -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI know, you were angry.\u201d Mary Ann intoned and walked towards her horse, then paused at the other animal \u201cIs this what you got in exchange for Saturn?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, poor creature, he\u2019ll need feeding up and good care for awhile but he\u2019ll make a good stock animal.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019s an Indian pony, Joe.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI know, but he\u2019ll be a good horse. Look, Mary Ann, Stalking Horse is a shaman, he\u2019s kind of important to the people, he deserved a horse worthy of him.\u201d he stood by her side and watched as she mounted into the saddle of her horse, \u201cHe loved her, Mary Ann, he wanted her to come to her senses one day and marry him. Try and imagine what it must have been like for him all these weeks travelling through Indian territory with her, hoping and waiting. Loving her all that time and riding a worn out horse like this one? I couldn\u2019t let him ride away without giving him something -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe loved her?\u201d she looked at him thoughtfully and he nodded slowly, \u201cYes, he did. He had always loved her.\u201d<\/p>\n He mounted the other horse now and followed her out of the yard, side by side they walked the horses past the stables and out onto the track that would lead to the fork in the road, one that led to their house and the other to Adams and then onto Virginia City.<\/p>\n \u201cIt wouldn\u2019t have been a real gift if it hadn\u2019t been something I was fond of, it wouldn\u2019t have had the same meaning to it.\u201d Joe said in an attempt to explain why he had felt the need to give such a splendid animal to the Cheyenne, \u201cIt wasn\u2019t easy to give Saturn away but it seemed the right thing to do and – and I wanted to do it, for him, Stalking Horse.\u201d<\/p>\n Mary Ann said nothing but continued to walk the horse towards their home. She kept her face looking forwards so that she didn\u2019t see him as he rode beside her. In her mind she could understand what he was saying, and the reason why he had done what he did with regard to the horse. In her heart however, there were too many other things warring inside her causing her pain, confusion and misery.<\/p>\n Joe stopped talking, he wanted to think because even now the events of the previous day were receding into some surreal world that made him wonder if he had dreamt it or imagined it. He wanted to let go of the memory but at the same time he had to remember that it was a memory of a real event, something tangible that had happened. He wanted to understand his own feelings and most of all he wanted Mary Ann to understand them as well.<\/p>\n He looked at her for a moment and saw how pale her face was with her cheeks rouged red with some emotion, or he told himself, perhaps the wind was cold upon her skin for it blew briskly from the north.<\/p>\n Chapter 31<\/p>\n Bridie O\u2019Flannery had a little tradition carried on from her grandmother that whenever she baked cookies she would give the children a cookie for each hand, one for the right and one for the left. It meant that the children would be occupied with puzzling out which hand had the best tasting cookie or the biggest one or the crumbliest, and while they were figuring that out she was able to get on with more work. It also meant that when they clamoured for more she could tell them no, two was more than enough \u2026 it was a custom she was now continuing with Daniel who just loved having his hands full of crumbs and chocolate.<\/p>\n She turned to smile a greeting to the couple as they entered the house, and Daniel waved a chubby hand in the direction of his parents. She was about to tell them that their little boy had yet another new tooth when she realised that something was very much amiss \u201cIs something wrong? Has something happened?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes,\u201d Mary Ann said in a voice that trembled with emotion, \u201cThank you, Bridie, I\u2019ll see to Daniel now.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell, of course.\u201d Bridie stepped back as Mary Ann came and took her little boy out of the high chair and hurried away from the room.. They could hear her footsteps upon the stairs and Bridie looked at Joe with something akin to horror on her face \u201cWhat\u2019s wrong? Has – I s- Miss Mary Ann, is she ill?\u201d<\/p>\n Joe shook his head and for a moment or two just stood in total silence before turning and rushing out of the room and up the stairs, all the while calling out his wife\u2019s name while Bridie stood in the middle of the kitchen wondering if she was going mad.<\/p>\n \u201cMary Ann? Mary Ann?\u201d Joe put his hand on the door and pushed it open, \u201cMary Ann – ?\u201d<\/p>\n She was standing by the window which overlooked the corral. It was here she would watch him every morning as he exercised the big black horse, here she would hold Daniel so that he could wave to his daddy and clap his hands when Mary Ann would say \u201cIsn\u2019t daddy clever? Isn\u2019t daddy handsome?\u201d Now she just stood there with Daniel in her arms, holding him close against her as though he needed protecting from some alien force. Joe approached and put his hand upon her back, his other hand upon Daniel\u2019s \u201cI\u2019m sorry, Mary Ann. I wish I could turn the clock back and not have acted like that but -.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDo you still love her?\u201d it was half whispered and half choked in a sob. \u201cDo you, Joe?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cLove her?\u201d Joe looked at his wife with dismay \u201cDo you really think I could love anyone else other than you?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, I could. After the way you acted this morning I could believe that, quite easily.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, no, you\u2019ve got it all wrong, believe me, you couldn\u2019t have got it more wrong, I only love you, I couldn\u2019t love anyone else but you.\u201d<\/p>\n She looked at him then, stared into his face with her grey eyes wide and full of tears, then she turned away, \u201cI don\u2019t know, Joe, it seemed to me that no one would have reacted like that, in the way that you did, unless there was some feeling involved.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOf course there was some feeling involved.\u201d Joe cried in exasperation and ran his fingers through his thick hair and turned away from her before he turned back to reach for her hand \u201cI – I would have had to have had a heart of stone not to have felt something for her, after all she was someone I loved enough to want to marry.\u201d<\/p>\n She flinched at that and turned her head away before leaving the window to take the child to where some toys had been left on the floor, she settled Daniel down with them and then turned to face her husband, \u201cI know how you felt for her back then, Joe, don\u2019t forget I met you shortly after you had been told she was dead.\u201d she frowned, \u201cBut from what you said earlier, had you known she was still alive you would have gone to find her, to have saved her from what she had to suffer – isn\u2019t that right?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, I know, that\u2019s what I said -.\u201d he licked his lips and realised how dry his mouth was, \u201cAnd it\u2019s true, the way I felt for her then it would have been the most natural thing for me to have done, and I daresay Hoss and Adam would have helped me find her too.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAnd then you would have married her?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI guess so, what was there to have stopped me? If I\u2019d known about her then I wouldn\u2019t have been in that town taking you to Calico, I would never have met you.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI know, I understand that,\u201d she twisted her fingers round and round, her eyes looked away from him and then back again \u201cBut that was then, wasn\u2019t it? And today you came home and attacked your brother, accused him of lying to you about a woman you now profess not to love.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMary Ann, don\u2019t you think that -\u201d he paused, he was going to say that she was being unreasonable but something in the set of her mouth stopped him and he shook his head and reached out for her hand which she drew away from him as though his touch would have been unthinkable, \u201cI love you, sweetheart, more than anything in the world.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThen why did you act like that today? \u201c<\/p>\n \u201cBecause of what happened yesterday and the feelings I felt were so confused and I\u2019d spent too long thinking things over and over until I just felt as though I were going to explode.\u201d he tried to reach her hand again but she turned away, \u201cMary Ann, try and see things from how it was for me? I had spent all these years thinking she was dead, just a dry memory from the past. I never thought about her anymore, her memory had faded into something that had been pleasant, heart breaking but a long time ago. Then suddenly there she is right under my nose \u2026 and she was lovely, so beautiful as though time had stood still and kept her perfect, except that she wasn\u2019t, she was -\u201d how could he describe her? He searched for a word and shook his head in frustration, \u201cShe wasn\u2019t Little Moon Wind anymore. She was a beautiful woman who had suffered so much that her mind was gone, shattered.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat if she hadn\u2019t been like that, Joe? What if she had been still as beautiful, and when she saw you she had told you how much she loved you still, that her love had kept her sane all these years? What then?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMary Ann, it didn\u2019t happen like that.\u201d he reassured her, and put his hands upon her shoulders to force her to turn towards him and look into his face \u201cIt didn\u2019t happen. She didn\u2019t recognise me.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBut what if she had?\u201d her voice was still shaking, her face pale but resolute. He shook his head \u201cBut she didn\u2019t, so why try and make more of it than there is \u2026\u201d he drew her now towards the chair and sat her down, then kneeled beside her, \u201cLook, if Stalking Horse had found her and she had been perfectly normal, he would have married her, they would have had children of their own, and until now, they would have been happy.\u201d<\/p>\n She shook her head and lowered her eyes, tears trickled down her cheeks which she impatiently brushed away with her fingers \u201cWhy didn\u2019t you just come home after she had died? Instead you stayed away and then came home so distressed that you – you acted in a horrible way, Joe. Don\u2019t you have any idea of how awful it was for us to see you like that? You frightened Hester and me, and poor little Hannah was terrified.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI know, I\u2019m sorry.\u201d he sighed and felt shame well up within in, he could even feel the heat of humiliation burning around his neck and cheeks, \u201cI -I\u2019m really sorry, I feel ashamed for acting like that, but -\u201d he nodded then \u201cYou\u2019re right, of course, I should have come home right away but Stalking Horse wanted me to stay and be with them while they put her to rest. He was heart broken, all his hopes and dreams that he had for her, for them, were gone. He so wanted her to regain her mind, to become the girl he loved again. He – he thought one day they could be married but that was gone, all hope lost forever.\u201d<\/p>\n She shook her head and wiped away more tears \u201cI\u2019m sorry, Joe, I don\u2019t understand. I want to because I love you so much, but I can\u2019t, I just feel hurt and confused.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cPlease don\u2019t be, my darling. I never wanted to upset you, or anyone -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHow can you say that, Joe, after what you did this morning?\u201d she sounded angry now, and her face flushed, the eyes darkened.<\/p>\n \u201cAre you always going to keep on talking about what I did this morning?\u201d Joe snapped and rose to his feet, \u201cHow many times do I have to say I\u2019m sorry? Don\u2019t\u2019 you have any idea of what I went through yesterday? Can\u2019t you even try to consider that?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI am trying.\u201d Mary Ann replied rising now to her feet and the colour mounting in her cheeks, \u201cAnd if you loved me as you say you do, then you wouldn\u2019t have felt that way about it. You wouldn\u2019t have felt so hurt and confused and angry.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHow would you know? You weren\u2019t there? You didn\u2019t see her, or know what she had to suffer to reduce her to what she had become? How could you be so self righteous, Mary Ann, as to not feel some sympathy for her?\u201d<\/p>\n They stood inches apart, their faces flushed and their eyes wide, glaring at one another. The angry voices were so unusual in that house that Daniel began to cry, his wails brought both parents turning towards him \u201cYou\u2019ve upset Daniel now.\u201d Mary Ann said with a sob in her voice and she hurried over to the little boy who was crawling determinedly towards them with tears running down his cheeks, she picked him up and stroked his back, kissed his brow and wiped the tears from his face.\u201dIt\u2019s alright, darling, mommy\u2019s here. Shush, shush, now.\u201d<\/p>\n Joe stood there in the middle of the room looking at the two beings on this earth whom he loved more than anything in the world. He thought of the angry words, they stung just as much in retrospect as they had when uttered so that with a grunt of annoyance he turned and stalked out of the room. Mary Ann didn\u2019t turn to watch him go, nor did she call out to him to stay. She just stood swaying too and fro in an effort to calm down her son stroking his back and making soft shushing sounds. She only stopped when the door was heard to close behind Joe and all that could be heard was the sound of his footsteps upon the stairs.<\/p>\n Bridie stood in the big room looking up at him as he descended, her face betraying the fact that she had heard some of what had been said upstairs, but Joe didn\u2019t stop to talk, he merely brushed past her and reached for his hat and coat.<\/p>\n \u201cI s- is Mary Ann alright? Should I go up and see if she needs anything?\u201d she ventured to say as he struggled to get his coat on and then he paused and looked at her, \u201cYes, if you wouldn\u2019t mind.\u201d<\/p>\n She nodded dumbly and looked at him with wide eyes before glancing up the stairs, \u201cWill you be back for your supper?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI don\u2019t know.\u201d Joe snapped and then felt guilty for he tried to smile although it faltered somewhat \u201cI\u2019m sorry, Bridie\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIS there anything I can do to help at all?\u201d<\/p>\n He hauled in a deep breath at that and only shook his head, then shrugged \u201cI\u2019ll see you later,\u201d was all he managed to say.<\/p>\n Bridie O\u2019FLanagan watched him leave and shook her head with tears in her eyes. She had never heard a cross word said between this couple before, never known them to be unhappy in each others company and now, as things stood, she wondered if this breach would do more damage than if it had happened to a couple constantly at war with each other.<\/p>\n Chapter 32<\/p>\n Hoss Cartwright looked up and glanced over at the horseman approaching them. He wiped sweat from his face and squinted his eyes \u201cHey, Adam, it\u2019s Joe.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam straightened up and tugged at his ear lobe, then shrugged \u201cWell, we could do with some help. Here, Hoss, take this end of the post and we\u2019ll get it set in place by the time he gets here.\u201d<\/p>\n Hoss did as his brother suggested and together they slipped the post into position, Hoss picked up the mallet with which to use when Joe drew up and dismounted, leaving the horse ground hobbled.<\/p>\n His brothers both glanced over at him and then continued with what they were doing while Joe pulled on some gloves and picked up a spade. Hoss whacked down the mallet upon the post that Adam was holding steady and it sank several inches into the ground, he repeated the procedure several times before wiping his brow again and stepping back for Joe to use the spade to fill the hole so that the post became rigid. By the time he had finished Adam was drinking water from his canteen while Hoss was digging out a new hole, the dirt piling up into a mound at his feet.<\/p>\n Adam screwed the stopper back into place \u201cHow\u2019s Mary Ann?\u201d<\/p>\n Joe shrugged but didn\u2019t look at his brother, he pulled at his gloves and struck his spade into the ground, \u201cShe\u2019s alright.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAlright as – happy about the situation alright or -?\u201d Adam raised his eyebrows and Joe sighed and shrugged but still kept his face turned away from his as he muttered that she was a trifle upset but that was only to be expected after all to which Hoss gave a loud \u201cHerumph.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat\u2019s that supposed to mean?\u201d Joe snapped immediately.<\/p>\n \u201cWell, if I were Mary Ann I\u2019d be more than a trifle upset at your reaction today.\u201d Hoss replied honestly as he swung his spade up and carried it on his shoulder as he joined them. Adam handed him over the water canteen and he continued to say \u201cDang it, little brother, I\u2019d be skeered to go home later, you might well find your supper decorating the wall.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019ve already apologised about that,\u201d Joe replied coldly and then looked at Adam, \u201cI can\u2019t tell you how sorry I am, Adam. I shouldn\u2019t have lashed out at you as I did.\u201d he bit down on his bottom lip and sighed, \u201cI guess if I\u2019d be on one of your ships, you\u2019d have had me court martialed.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell, thrown into the brig that\u2019s for sure.\u201d Adam replied as he put a hand to his jaw as though suddenly remembering what was causing it to ache so much. Joe could see that there was a good bruise developing on his brothers cheek bone and he shook his head miserably, \u201cTo be honest,\u201d he said reluctantly, \u201cMary Ann isn\u2019t too happy with me. She thinks I still love Little Moon.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI can understand why she would think that,\u201d Hoss replied, \u201cDon\u2019t you, Adam?\u201d<\/p>\n Adam sighed and shrugged \u201cWell, I guess so.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThanks, you two are a real pair of Job\u2019s comforters.\u201d Joe sighed and rubbed his head as though the situation had given him a head ache \u201cI don\u2019t know how to deal with it. Mary Ann and I have never quarrelled before and this isn\u2019t just a little thing to argue over, is it?\u201d<\/p>\n Hoss and Adam looked at one another, and then agreed that no, it wasn\u2019t and yet it needed to be sorted out quickly before more permanent damage was done. Joe sighed \u201cShe seemed even angrier when I told her about Saturn.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat about Saturn?\u201d Both brothers asked immediately and showing new signs of interest in their little brother\u2019s situation.<\/p>\n Joe groaned inwardly and then slowly explained how he had given the horse to Stalking Horse and the reason why, Hoss shook his head \u201cDang blast it, Joe, if that ain\u2019t jest about the stupidest thing you could have done on top of the worse stupidest thing in what you done already. Don\u2019t you agree, Adam?\u201d<\/p>\n Adam passed a hand over his jaw and shook his head \u201cI don\u2019t know, I can understand why he did it, after all Stalking Horse is a shaman, and if his pony was in such a bad condition as Joe says, then having a good horse gives him some prestige especially with starting over with the Bannock.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYeah, that\u2019s kinda what I thought too.\u201d Joe nodded, relief that there wasn\u2019t going to be a verbal wrangle with his brothers about the horse providing him with some comfort of mind.<\/p>\n \u201cCheyenne have a great sense of pride,\u201d Adam continued, \u201c I don\u2019t blame you giving him Saturn, but sure wish it were some other horse.\u201d<\/p>\n Joe nodded and agreed as he walked over to the next post to be dealt with before he stopped and looked at them, \u201cI wish you had seen Little Moon as I saw her yesterday, then you would have understood -.\u201d<\/p>\n “Understood what exactly?” Hoss said as he spat on his hands and gave them a good rub before picking up the mallet again.<\/p>\n “Well, understood why I reacted like I did, of course.” Joe’s eyes swung from looking at Hoss to the mallet and then to Adam, “Why I couldn’t come home right away.”<\/p>\n Hoss looked at Adam and shook his head as though the vaguaries of his little brother were more than he could understand. Adam only sighed, grimaced and raised an eyebrow \u201cIt isn\u2019t us you need to worry about , Joe. It\u2019s your wife\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n Joe groaned inwardly, Adam was right, as usual but how was he going to mollify Mary Ann ? He couldn\u2019t think of anything and very much doubted that his brothers would either.<\/p>\n Hoss gave a jerk of his head and pointed to the work that was still to be done, a clear indication that he wanted to pursue physical labours rather than sit around discussing Joe’s marital problems. The three brothers soon fell into a companionable team although each one of them had their minds occupied on the situation with Joe. Joe felt at odds with himself and the fact that he had hurt his little wife so much cut him to the heart.<\/p>\n As he got into the rhythm of the work he constantly tried to go over the conversation he had had with Mary Ann to see where he had said the wrong thing but had to accept that at the end of the day his action of the morning had created the whole mess.<\/p>\n Adam looked at his younger brother constantly as they worked together. It seemed to the older man that Joe was suffering and confused, eventually he put his hand on Joe\u2019s shoulder and nodded towards the trees where the horses were grazing \u201cCome on, Joe, let\u2019s have ourselves a break. \u201c<\/p>\n Joe looked over at Hoss who nodded in agreement with them so that they made their way to where they could sit and have some thing to eat and drink. As Joe had come out of the house with nothing his brothers shared their food with him and for a while they just sat in silence as they chewed and stared out at the work they had achieved and that which was still to be carried out. \u201cWell, Joe, do you want to talk about it some more?\u201d Adam asked kindly, \u201cWe\u2019ll try and help where we can, you know that, don\u2019t you?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI guess so,\u201d Joe sighed in a lacklustre voice and bowed his head, \u201cFact is, I should have just come home after she\u2019d died. Instead of which I got caught up with their funeral and emotions. I just wanted to be on my own for a while, you know?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSure,\u201d Hoss frowned, \u201cBut it ain\u2019t always the best idea to do that, is it? Not when there\u2019s wives to think about now.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI wanted to get it straight in my head all that had happened, what could have happened – you know, all that kind of thing?\u201d Joe looked from one to the other of them and then rubbed his face with his hands, \u201cI got angrier and angrier with you, Adam. I got to thinking you hadn\u2019t told me the truth because you didn\u2019t want me to know what was going on with Custer and his so called \u2018interpreters\u2019.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam looked over at Hoss and raised his eyebrows, \u201cYeah, well, it seems you stopped thinking sense somewhere along the line, Joe. I wouldn\u2019t have lied to you, not at any time.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt seemed to make sense to me last night though, more sense than anything else and I felt so angry with myself too, and guilty. Thinking of her suffering all that time, and then after having that baby going insane.\u201d<\/p>\n Hoss frowned \u201cYou\u2019d have thought having a baby to care for would have made her feel protective and fight to keep her senses, can\u2019t see how she\u2019d let herself go like she did.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou\u2019ve got to realise and remember what she had endured for years, Hoss. Perhaps she thought that one day I\u2019d come and save her from that place, she could have spent days wondering why I hadn\u2019t come \u2026 and the more I thought of her thinking and hoping like that the angrier I got.\u201d he cast a hasty look at Adam who was looking rather melancholy, \u201cAdam, I\u2019m sorry I hit out at you. I should have had more sense than to do that.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, I agree there.\u201d Adam said with a slight smile, \u201cA flash of the Little Joe from way back.\u201d he sighed then and his smile changed to a frown, \u201cYou can understand why Mary Ann would assume that you still loved Moon Wind.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAdam, isn\u2019t it true that Pa still loved Inger and your Ma, even though he loved my Ma? How do you just turn off love? I hadn\u2019t thought of Moon Wind for so long in that way but -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou saying what I think you\u2019re saying, little brother?\u201d Hoss said slowly and looking at Joe with rather a bemused look on his face.<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m saying that when I saw her again, Little Moon Wind, she reminded me of why I had loved her all that time ago. I remembered the way she had cared for me when I\u2019d been shot, and how my name had been the first words she had spoken since her husbands death. There were so many things I had forgotten that came to the surface and I felt – I felt -\u201d he gulped \u201cnot love in the way I love Mary Ann, but something – a deep affection, something that I couldn\u2019t admit to Mary Ann, but – aw heck,\u201d he put his hands to his face and with his fingers pressed against his eyes for a while before he lowered them and raised his eyes to the sky \u201cI\u2019d give the world not to have hurt Mary Ann but it\u2019s happened now and I love her so much.\u201d he paused and looked at them both \u201cWhy can\u2019t she trust me? Why can\u2019t she try and see it from my point of view?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cPerhaps she senses that you don\u2019t trust yourself, Joe.\u201d Adam said slowly.<\/p>\n \u201cYeah, women are strange critters, they kind of get the sense of how we feel even when we don\u2019t realise it ourselves.\u201d Hoss frowned and shook his head \u201cYou can\u2019t expect her to understand how you could love little Moon and yet tell her you love her.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cPerhaps you should talk to Pa about it, Joe.\u201d Adam said quietly, \u201cAfter all, as you said yourself, he has been in that position, he\u2019s loved three women and according to him, he still loves each one of them.\u201d<\/p>\n Joe groaned aloud at that suggestion, the thought of talking over such a thing with Ben made him feel more ashamed than ever. Hoss sighed deeply and put his arm around his brother\u2019s shoulders \u201cYou need to talk it out between you both, you know, otherwise Mary Ann will think things are worse than they really are.\u201d<\/p>\n Joe shook his head then shrugged \u201cI don\u2019t think they could be worse than they are now.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam rose to his feet and pursed his lips in his familiar fashion \u201cYou\u2019re being pretty na\u00efve if you think that, Joe\u2026 one thing I\u2019ve learned about women is that they are unpredictable.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYeah, and they think things,\u201d Hoss frowned \u201cLike you and me – we think in a straight line, right? Kind of A to B, ain’t that so? But women, they got to niggle away at every turning and go round all the cul-de-sacs imaginable.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam nodded \u201cS\u2019right, they\u2019ll ask themselves questions like \u2018what if this and what if that\u2019 and then believe the answers they give themselves.\u201d he looked at his brothers pale face and sympathised sincerely although even he didn\u2019t realise just how serious the matter had already become in Mary Ann\u2019s eyes, \u201cYou need to talk to her and, if possible, Joe, curb your temper, be patient and listen to what she\u2019s saying.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYeah, and make sure you listen to the things she ain\u2019t saying as well.\u201d Hoss added sagely.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat?\u201d Joe scowled \u201cWhat\u2019s that mean?\u201d<\/p>\n Hoss shook his head and sighed deeply \u201cI don\u2019t know, but Hester tells me that all the time so it must mean something.\u201d<\/p>\n Chapter 33<\/p>\n It was hard for Mary Ann to put into words how she felt and when Bridie came up the stairs with such a worried look on her face the younger woman felt a confusion of emotions welling up inside her. On the one hand she wanted the comfort of Bridie\u2019s arms and to pour out all the hurt, the doubts and misgivings she was feeling in order to get the sympathy she felt she deserved. On the other hand however, she felt a loyalty to Joe, and a fear of putting her worries into words, as though by doing so it would create a reality to the fears she felt now.<\/p>\n So when Bridie put her arm around her and hugged her, then asked her what was wrong Mary Ann only said that she and Joe had had a misunderstanding about something . The longing to just hold onto this dear woman and cry was so tempting that it was all she could do not to break down and sob.<\/p>\n \u201cAre you sure? Is there anything I can do to help at all?\u201d Bridie asked gently.<\/p>\n \u201cNo, nothing. Really, there\u2019s nothing.\u201d but her voice wobbled and she had to turn away and put her little boy down to play with his toys, although Daniel didn\u2019t want to be put down and turned to her, his chubby arms raised \u201cMom-mom?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019ll be alright, Bridie. It\u2019s just that we\u2019ve not had a – a misunderstanding before so it upset me.\u201d she said as she knelt down on the floor beside her son, \u201cIt\u2019ll blow over very soon, you\u2019ll see.\u201d<\/p>\n Bridie nodded slowly and rather doubtfully turned to leave the room \u201cWould you like a hot drink?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes please.\u201d Mary Ann looked at her and forced a smile but Bridie could see that the smile didn\u2019t reach her eyes which were swimming with tears but she nodded anyway and quickly left the room. Once she was alone Mary Ann just sat there on the carpet with Daniel playing by her side, but the tears fell unchecked until eventually she had to pull the baby to her and hold him tight and sob into the little boys body until he began to push himself away and eventually broke into sobs himself. Sofia stood very still as Olivia buttoned up the \u2018polka\u2019 and then stood back to look at her and ensure that the little knitted garment fitted neatly. She was more than pleased with the little scrimshaw buttons that Adam had given her, a gift from some seaman who had spent the time to etch a ship on the little buttons. \u201cDo I look pretty, mommy?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cVery pretty, I think daddy will think you look really very special.\u201d Olivia replied giving the back of the garment a little tweak to make sure it \u2018sat\u2019 well over Sofia\u2019s skirt.<\/p>\n A \u2018polka\u2019 was a neatly fitted jacket that ended at the waistline in front but flared out at the back in order to accommodate the ladies dresses at that time with their bustles, the flared \u2018skirt\u2019 of the jacket would rest neatly over the bustle and Olivia was pleased to see that she had got the measure just right for her daughters skirts. The colours of blush pink and soft moss green were attractive and feminine and as she smiled at her daughter and unfastened the buttons she decided to knit herself one, once she was no longer pregnant.<\/p>\n Chang Ho Lee came into the room with a tray of coffee fixings and set it down on the table and as he did so there came a knock on the outer door which sent him scurrying off to admit whoever had come to visit. Olivia stood up and after telling Sofia she could go and play, she folded the garment neatly into the work basket and turned to greet her guest. Her face lost its smile as Mary Ann came into the room with a tightness around her face and a glassiness to her eyes that made Olivia feel weak at the knees \u201cMary Ann, for goodness\u2019 sake, what\u2019s happened? Is Daniel alright?\u201d<\/p>\n She reached out to take hold of the other woman\u2019s hand, the fact that the baby wasn\u2019t with Mary Ann causing her to assume the worse, but as Mary Ann just stood there as though she wasn\u2019t sure where she was Olivia hurried to the table and poured out coffee for herself and her sister in law. \u201cSit down, Mary Ann, before you fall down.\u201d<\/p>\n Mary Ann did as she was told with all the grace of an automation and accepted the cup of coffee in much the same manner. It startled Olivia even more when the cup rattled against Mary Ann\u2019s teeth because of her hand shaking so much and she had to reach out and take it from her, set it down on the little table and seize hold of the hands in her own, \u201cMary Ann, please tell me what\u2019s happened, you\u2019re scaring me, please talk to me.\u201d<\/p>\n Mary Ann tried to say something but the words got stuck in her throat. She stared at Olivia and in her mind she was seeing herself leaving the house and calmly fixing up the buggy, she could feel the calmness that had possessed her then, the determination to come to this woman and talk to her about Joe. It was only as she turned into the yard that the calm deserted her and left her drained, feeling empty and weak. Her lips twitched as though she had a nervous tic, her eyes filled with tears \u201cOh Olivia – it\u2019s Joe.\u201d<\/p>\n Olivia felt her heart beat faster as she immediately feared the worse, she put a hand to her chest as though to stop the rapid movements that nearly choked her. \u201cJoe? Oh no, no, not Joe? What happened? Where is he? Oh no, no, not Joe.\u201d<\/p>\n She wanted to cry, she knew her voice must have sounded like a wail, and when Mary Ann flung her arms around her then Olivia held her tight, both women began to sob. On her way down the stairs Sofia saw them and heard them and began to cry as well.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat happened, tell me, Mary Ann? What happened?\u201d Olivia wept drawing away from her friend and pulling a handkerchief from her pocket.<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019s Joe,\u201d Mary Ann repeated with a sob between each word, \u201cHe doesn\u2019t love me anymore.\u201d<\/p>\n Olivia wiped her eyes, blinked and looked at Mary Ann in disbelief \u201cI thought – I – I was thinking – that he was hurt, dead.\u201d and she gripped hold of the trembling hands in an effort to calm them, \u201cWhat do you mean, he doesn\u2019t love you anymore?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe didn\u2019t come home last night -.\u201d Mary Ann sniffled and daintily blew her nose.<\/p>\n \u201cOh no\u201d Olivia felt as though a shock wave had hit her, she slumped back against the settee as she imagined her brother in law visiting some other woman, or worse, perhaps he had gone to one of the towns brothels. She shivered, realised that Sofia was clinging to her side, \u201cSofia, go with Chang Ho Lee – get some lemonade and a cookie.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMommy?\u201d the childs big blue eyes swam in tears \u201cAunty Mary Anns upset.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHush now, go and do as I said.\u201d<\/p>\n Once Sofia had disappeared into the kitchen Olivia turned her attention to her sister in law who was now staring into space as though behind her eyes nothing was happening, nothing at all.<\/p>\n \u201cHe went to see Stalking Horse.\u201d Mary Ann whispered so softly that Olivia had to bow her head in order to catch the words.<\/p>\n \u201cOh yes, I remember that – and – and what happened?\u201d she frowned trying to connect Stalking Horse the Cheyenne with the brothels in town.<\/p>\n \u201cLittle Moon – you remember her?\u201d Mary Ann looked at the other woman, saw the clear sea green eyes darkening \u201cShe was the Cheyenne girl that Joe fell in love with, they were going to get married but then they were told she had died, been killed in an attack on their camp.\u201d<\/p>\n Olivia mentally scratched out any thoughts of brothels or \u2018the other lady in town\u2019 \u201cWell, she was alive after all. Stalking Horse had found her and rescued her. She\u2019d had a baby by some soldier \u2026\u201d Mary Ann frowned, somewhere during the long sessions of talking to herself about the matter she had almost convinced herself that the baby was Joe\u2019s but she felt that saying so, or even hinting such a thing would be too disloyal to her husband, she shivered \u201cThe years of abuse and then having this baby had sent her mad.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh poor soul.\u201d Olivia sighed and tightened her grip on her friend\u2019s hands. \u201cDid Joe tell you all this? Did he see her?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes,\u201d Mary Ann\u2019s voice rose with a slight hysteria \u201cYes, he told me, and everyone else. He didn\u2019t come home so I went to the Ponderosa to ask them if he had been there, and while I – I was – I was -\u201d she wept for a few minutes, her head resting on Olivia\u2019s shoulder, \u201cOh Olivia, it wasn\u2019t like my Joe at all, not like him – he just burst into the house and hit Adam.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHit – Adam?\u201d Olivia\u2019s eyes widened, she shook her head, \u201cHit Adam?\u201d she repeated.<\/p>\n \u201cYes, because he said that Adam had lied to him about Moon Wind, Little Moon, or whatever they called her\u2026 oh, Livvy, it was horrible, horrible. \u201c<\/p>\n \u201cDid Adam hit him back?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, I thought he was going to but he restrained himself. He couldn\u2019t understand what Joe was babbling on about, none of us could \u2026 then he told us about her, and how she was mad and had attacked him, but the knife – well, she killed herself instead. Then he stayed with Stalking Horse all night, he said he had to stay and think things over.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThink things over?\u201d Olivia mumbled, \u201cThink what things over?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHis feelings for her.\u201d Mary Ann sighed and looked down at her hands \u201cHe still loves her, Livvy.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, I don\u2019t think so.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou didn\u2019t see him this morning, the way he looked. He was – so distressed. Anguished. You know? That way people look when their hearts are broken?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou must be imagining things, Mary Ann. He can\u2019t possibly love her like that, not when he loves you so much.\u201d Olivia tightened her hold on those trembling hands, hoping that her words made some sense while inwardly she was wondering, thinking, dreading that Mary Ann was right.<\/p>\n \u201cHe got angry with me when we tried to talk about it at home.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe\u2019s probably feeling shocked, Mary Ann. It must have been a terrible thing for him to see her after all these years and to find her as she was \u2026 then witnessing her death like that.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI know.\u201d Mary Ann sighed almost as though she had no more strength in her to argue, her shoulders slumped, \u201cI know it must have been but if he loved me surely he would have come to me and talked tome about it all instead of going and attacking Adam like he did\u2026\u201d she looked at Olivia now with her grey eyes swimming with tears, \u201cDon\u2019t you see? He\u2019s wishing he had been with her, that he had found her and married her instead of me.\u201d<\/p>\n Olivia frowned and shook her head, \u201cNo, I don\u2019t think it\u2019s like that, Mary Ann. I think he may feel guilty for not finding her, knowing what she had gone through as a result, but I don\u2019t think he regrets marrying you instead.\u201d<\/p>\n Mary Ann only shook her head again and whispered \u201cYou didn\u2019t see his face, you weren\u2019t there.\u201d<\/p>\n Olivia was at a loss as to what to say now, she could only hold Mary Ann\u2019s hands and sit there thinking over and over what she had been told until finally she said that she couldn\u2019t believe that Joe had stopped loving her or regretted marrying her, that Mary Ann was too distressed to see things from Joe\u2019s perspective but Mary Ann only shook her head and repeated the fact that Olivia hadn\u2019t been there and if she had seen it for herself then she would have understood what was obvious to everyone else, that Joe still loved Little Moon.<\/p>\n Chapter 34<\/p>\n Ben struck a match and put the flame to the tobacco, his dark eyes were fixed on his youngest sons face however, \u201cWell, speak up, boy, what\u2019s on your mind?\u201d<\/p>\n They were alone in the big room as Joe had left his brothers in order to catch his father by himself. Hester had taken the children to visit Ann Canady, to see how Candy was progressing, and no doubt to tell Ann about the drama that had taken place that morning so there was no problem in having to avoid her. Now Joe sat on the blue chair wringing his hands and staring wild eyed at the fire, and thinking how he wished the flames would warm him, he had never felt so cold in his life, cold right down to the very fibre of his being.<\/p>\n \u201cYou know I\u2019m more than sorry about this morning, Pa.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSo you should be,\u201d Ben said sternly, \u201cYou should have grown out of those tantrums by now, son.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI know.\u201d Joe said quietly with a sigh and bowed his head to stare at the carpet. Odd how some things in the old house never changed he thought, the same patterned rug and the worn floorboards with their burn marks where the hot embers of the fire had at times fallen onto the wood and scorched it. He drew in his breath \u201cPa, Mary Ann\u2019s really upset by what happened and – and I want to be able to explain to her – how I feel.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI don\u2019t know what you mean,\u201d Ben puffed on the pipe and the tobacco glowed red, \u201cHow do you feel?\u201d<\/p>\n Joe raised a hand to his forehead, his fingers, trembling slightly, pressed against his temples for a moment, \u201cI love her, Mary Ann, but she thinks I love Little Moon. She says that I wouldn\u2019t have acted like I had – that what I said and did proved I loved Little Moon and not her.\u201d<\/p>\n Ben released his breath in a long drawn out sigh \u201cWell, a woman was bound to think that, it\u2019s up to you to reassure her that she\u2019s wrong.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBut I don\u2019t love anyone else but her, I don\u2019t love – I didn\u2019t love – Little Moon .\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDidn\u2019t you?\u201c Bens dark eyes seemed to penetrate into the very heart of his son and Joe shook his head and whispered that no, he didn\u2019t, but Ben shook his head \u201cThere was a time, Joseph, when you actually loved her very much or have you forgotten ?\u201d<\/p>\n Joe shivered, his hands were sweating now and he lowered his eyes to study the rug once again before he said \u201cI didn\u2019t mean about how I felt then – when I knew her all those years ago.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAll those years ago were not actually so long ago, son. Another thing you need to remember is that Mary Ann met you during the time you were grieving Little Moons death. She knew then how you felt about her and today, she may very well feel that your actions prove you still feel the same way.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThen you\u2019ve got it wrong,\u201d Joe immediately snapped back, jumping up out of his seat, \u201cThere, you see? If I can\u2019t even convince my own father that I don\u2019t love anyone other than Mary Ann, how can I expect her to believe it.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSit down, Joseph,\u201d Ben pointed to the chair with the stem of his pipe and gave his son a long hard glare, \u201cAre you telling me that when you saw this young woman you didn\u2019t feel something stirring inside of you? You\u2019ve told me enough times how you had loved her, I saw the grief over her loss myself to have believed that, and from what you told us she was beautiful. So, when confronted with her again after all this time, are you sure that you didn\u2019t feel love for her again?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo.\u201d Joe whispered and shook his head, then narrowed his eyes, \u201cI – well – the thing is that she is – was – still beautiful, Pa. Kind of like a marble statue, remote, and kind of untouchable, but very beautiful. Seeing her again after thinking she had been dead was a shock, and I -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAnd – you?\u201d Ben said quietly with his face softening at the sight of his son\u2019s struggles.<\/p>\n \u201cI felt this overwhelming emotion for her, but it wasn\u2019t love, not the kind of love I have for Mary Ann. I can\u2019t explain it, Pa, except that I know deep down that it wasn\u2019t – I thought you\u2019d understand and be able to explain it to me, Pa, because of how things have been for you.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou mean because of Elizabeth and Inger? Do I love them still? Even when I had fallen in love with your mother?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, sir.\u201d Joe looked at his father and then turned away, \u201cIt\u2019s easy to say the words, you know, the words we\u2019ve heard you say so often, how you loved Elizabeth and never stopped loving her even after marrying Inger, and then the same with her when you married Ma. But when you get to look deeper into the words\u2026 did you really love them still? How did Inger feel about that? And my Ma? How did she feel knowing you loved two other women apart from her?\u201d<\/p>\n Ben clamped his teeth on the pipe stem and stared at the stones of the chimney, beyond the stones he could see the faces of his wives and thought back over time, then with a sigh returned his gaze to look upon Joes\u2019 face. \u201cYou\u2019re right, Joe, words come easy, but the meaning behind them is much harder to explain. The truth of the matter is that I can\u2019t explain it to you easily except to say that both Inger, and then Marie, took it for granted that I had loved the woman who preceded them. We didn\u2019t have to discuss it much because in both cases I was a widower and – and it was easier for them to accept that what was past was in the past. Does that make sense?\u201d<\/p>\n Joe frowned then shook his head, \u201cNot really. The thing is that I\u2019m not a widower, and – and this seems complicated because of how I acted today.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHow you acted today -\u201d Ben shrugged and shook his head, \u201cwouldn\u2019t make much difference to Mary Ann. Women have an instinct about things, that I think we men lack. You could have gone right home yesterday after seeing Little Moon and told her about it very calmly and rationally, but she would have known how you felt, Joe. She may blow it out of proportion because of feeling hurt, or sensitive, but she would have known.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cKnown what? There was nothing to know? Pa, my feelings for Little Moon died over the years, I – .\u201d he paused and swallowed, remembered the rush of emotion he had felt when seeing her again, and looked at Ben, \u201cI just felt overwhelmed at seeing her again.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI can understand that, son. Mary Ann will in time, you just have to talk to her. Calmly.\u201d<\/p>\n Joe looked at his father for a moment or two as though trying to understand exactly what had been said, and the things that had been left unsaid. He shook his head finally and rose to his feet, \u201cMa accepted the fact that you still loved Elizabeth and Inger, and that you loved her – is that right?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, that\u2019s right. You can\u2019t stop loving a person because they\u2019ve died, Joe. That\u2019s why I think you should stop lying to yourself, and to your wife, and then let her know that she\u2019s the most precious thing in your life right now.\u201d<\/p>\n Joe frowned and shook his head, \u201cMy Ma was a pretty fiery, passionate woman by all accounts\u2026 didn\u2019t she feel jealous at all?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cShe\u2019d been married before, Joe. She understood exactly how I felt about Elizabeth and Inger\u2026\u201d Ben rose to his feet now and approached his son before putting an arm around his shoulders, \u201cTalk to Mary Ann, explain how you feel, and have felt. Love comes in a lot of different forms, Joe, just because someone you have loved has died doesn\u2019t mean you stop loving them, but it\u2019s a love that can no longer grow between you, it remains as it was and perhaps somehow takes on a reverential aura because of the past, the memories belong to that person alone and to you. It means that a person can move on, fall in love again – does that make sense to you?\u201d<\/p>\n Joe shrugged and shook his head \u201cMary Ann isn\u2019t like Ma, or Inger, Pa. She\u2019s hurt and I\u2019m the one who has caused that hurt.\u201d he moved away slowly, picked his hat up from the bureau and paused as he was about to open the door, \u201cThanks for trying to explain, Pa.\u201d<\/p>\n Ben said nothing but watched his son close the door behind him and then, with a shake of his head, slowly returned to his chair.<\/p>\n Joe stood on the porch for a few moments as though he couldn\u2019t think of what to do next or where to go. Finally he rammed his hat over his head and mounted his horse, Navajo, and cantered slowly out of the Ponderosa yard to the track leading home.<\/p>\n Bridie opened the door at the sound of the horses approach and waited for the young man to dismount and see to his horse. The slowness of his actions indicated to her the turmoil that was going on inside his head, his lack of desire to return to the house which was such a contrast to how it was usually. She caught his eye as he glanced at the doorway, neither one of them looked happy.<\/p>\n \u201cIs – is Mary Ann home, Bridie?\u201d he asked hesitantly as he walked to the house and when she shook her head he paused for a moment and looked back as though wondering whether or not to remount his horse and go in search of her.<\/p>\n \u201cShe went to see Miss Olivia.\u201d Bridie\u2019s voice was soft, there was no hint of accusation or recrimination in her words for which Joe was more than grateful, \u201cDaniel is here though, she left the baby with me.\u201d<\/p>\n He nodded and stepped into the house and closed the door behind him, then followed her into the kitchen where coffee was boiling. He sat down at the table and watched as she prepared a cup of the hot beverage for him and placed it down by his elbow. \u201cDid she say anything to you about what has happened, Bridie?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, she didn\u2019t.\u201d Bridie frowned slightly and sighed, \u201cIt isn\u2019t my place to know either.\u201d<\/p>\n He looked at her thoughtfully then, and frowned, \u201cBridie, you\u2019re our friend as well as anything else. You could be trusted with knowing how she felt about what happened today\u2026 \u201c he paused and bowed his head as he cradled the cup between his hands, its warmth took away the chill from his fingers.<\/p>\n \u201cThat\u2019s kind of you to say so, but it\u2019s best not to tell me too much, I don\u2019t want to be in a position where I may take sides because I love you both and I doubt if I could be of much help to either of you if I were to do that, would I?\u201d<\/p>\n He looked at her again, her honest open countenance which was usually so full of smiles was now crest fallen and sad. He nodded and in an awkward gesture reached out and placed a hand over hers, \u201cThank you, Bridie.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhy not go and see Daniel, he isn\u2019t asleep yet, or wasn\u2019t when I last saw him a few moments ago. I should imagine he\u2019ll have woken up on hearing your voice anyway -.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, I\u2019ll do that,\u201d he nodded but didn\u2019t move from the chair instead he continued to hug the cup between his fingers and stare down into its muddy contents.<\/p>\n Chapter 35<\/p>\n Olivia gave Sofia a book to read and some paper with pencils to draw on, then returned to her chair next to Mary Ann who was still sitting on the settee staring into the fire. \u201cYou have to talk about this to Joe, Mary Ann. Try and see it from his point of view, dear.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, I can\u2019t.\u201d Mary Ann shook her head and closed her eyes in an attempt to prevent more tears, \u201cOlivia, I felt so angry with him, so angry, I couldn\u2019t believe how angry I felt. When we left the Ponderosa I couldn\u2019t even bear to look at him and words were going round and round in my head, all mixed up and confused. Then later -\u201d she paused and rubbed her hands together slowly as though trying to get some warmth into her fingers which prompted Olivia to look at the fire to make sure it was well laden with logs, before looking at her and reaching out to take hold of her hands \u201cWhat happened later?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI just kept thinking of what it was like that first time we met. Joe was grieving for Little Moon, he thought she was dead. He was so miserable and I remember how irritated I was by him, especially when I found out he was feeling that way for an Indian woman.\u201d she looked at Olivia then and gave a slight smile, \u201cI learned a lot on that journey, it taught me some good lessons about humility and respect for others, no matter what their race or culture. But, today, all that kept going through my mind was how Joe had spoken about her back then, just after he\u2019d learned that she was dead. It was as though he was unable to stop tormenting himself by constantly talking about her , how lovely she was, and how he loved her.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThat was back then, Mary Ann. It doesn\u2019t mean -\u201d but she stopped at the look of anguish on Mary Ann\u2019s face and lowered her eyes as she tried to think of something else more up building and encouraging to say.<\/p>\n \u201cBut I can remember how he felt for her, Olivia. I can\u2019t forget how he spoke about her to me, when I was a stranger to him. Right now I don\u2019t think he realises how he still feels about her.\u201d Mary Ann whispered, \u201cBut I know, and it – it hurts so much to think that – that he could still love her. Oh Olivia, what do I do? I\u2019m so – so unhappy.\u201d<\/p>\n Olivia once again took her into her arms and held her close, she made the placating sounds of anyone who was in that situation as she rubbed Mary Ann\u2019s hands or back, and tried to get the tears to stop. Glancing now at the clock she realised that it wouldn\u2019t be long before Adam returned home, already there were the smells of food wafting its way into the big room and soon Reuben would be bouncing into the house and he would be wondering what on earth was happening at seeing his aunt crying so bitterly.<\/p>\n \u201cMy dear, I think you should go and wash your face, tidy your hair and return home.\u201d she said finally, and forced Mary Ann to face her, gently brushed back some chestnut coloured curls from Mary Ann\u2019s face \u201cYour little boy will be wanting his mommy back, and – and you need to talk to Joe about this before it becomes worse than it already is.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m sorry, I\u2019m being very selfish and – and you\u2019re right, I should get back home.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201c I\u2019m glad you came to me, Mary Ann, and I wish I knew exactly what to say that would have wiped out all this unhappiness for you both.\u201d she stood up, her hand still linked to Mary Anns, \u201cPlease, my dear, talk to Joe, don\u2019t hold it in and keep torturing yourself over and over about it, just talk and listen to him. It\u2019s really the only thing that will solve the matter.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cLivvy, you don\u2019t understand how I feel -\u201d Mary Ann hic-coughed and shook her head, several more curls tumbled free.<\/p>\n \u201cI try to, Mary Ann. I was thinking about my own dear Robert whom I loved so much. I thought as I listened to what you were saying, how would I react if he were to walk through that door right this moment. Would I be happy seeing him – yes, of course I would. Would I still love him ? Yes, but not as I did before, it would be changed because of how I feel for Adam. \u201c<\/p>\n \u201cOh Olivia, I -\u201d Mary Ann began but Olivia ignored her and taking her hand led her towards the bathroom, talking to her as she went, \u201cYou don\u2019t stop loving someone just because they die and depart from your life, but it\u2019s a different kind of love, Mary Ann. If Robert came back into my life now -\u201d she frowned, a little pucker appeared upon her brow and her eyes went lighter, she shook her head, \u201cIt would be awful for everyone concerned. At least you both now know that she is dead, and she needn\u2019t haunt your marriage – unless you let it.\u201d<\/p>\n Mary Ann gave her sister in law a strange look before shaking her head \u201cShe\u2019s always haunted our marriage, Olivia, I\u2019ve always had her at the back of my mind wondering if Joe loves me as much as he loved her, or if I compared to her in so many different ways. I can\u2019t forget the way he was when I first met him, you see, and I know that I didn\u2019t come out of that situation very favourably at the time.\u201d<\/p>\n She sighed and then entered the bathroom, as she closed the door she gave Olivia a tearful glance \u201cI told you, Livvy, you don\u2019t really understand \u2026\u201d Daniel laughed and chuckled as his father tickled his tummy, his hazel eyes were fixed upon Joe\u2019s face and his fingers gripped his father\u2019s hair in delight as he pulled and tugged at the thick curls. Joe loved the little boys laughter and tickled him all the more and the infants gurgles of giggles momentarily lifted the dark shadows that were clouding Joe\u2019s mind at that moment.<\/p>\n He heard the arrival of the buggy in the yard and whispered to Daniel \u201cMommy\u2019s home.\u201d and then untangled the fingers from his hair so that he could hold the child in the crook of his arm and go downstairs to meet his wife. He forced a smile as Mary Ann stepped into the house, evidence of tears were obvious and he felt a pang of guilt for being the cause of them \u201cAre you alright, Mary Ann? Did – did you talk things over with Olivia?\u201d<\/p>\n He tried to sound nonchalant about it, he didn\u2019t want to sound as though accusing her of talking behind his back when the one person she should be talking to was himself, but his smile quailed as she only nodded and removed her coat and bonnet very slowly. He reached out for her hand but she avoided the touch of his fingers and walked into the big room as though he didn\u2019t exist.<\/p>\n Bridie came into the sitting room and looked at them both, then she also put on a smile \u201cWell, shall I serve supper now, my dear?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m not hungry, Bridie.\u201d Mary Ann replied and turned her head away at the look of disappointment on \u2018Flannel\u2019s face. \u201cI\u2019ll go and feed Daniel and get him settled for bed.\u201d<\/p>\n She turned and took the infant from Joe, avoided looking at her husband as she did so and hurried upstairs. Joe watched her go, one half telling himself that he should follow her and talk it out here and now, the other half relieved to have this respite. He turned to Bridie \u201cI\u2019m hungry, Bridie, we\u2019ll eat together, shall we?\u201d \u201cI\u2019m home, daddy.\u201d Sofia came running to the porch to greet him with wide smiles and her blonde hair bouncing upon her shoulders \u201cMommy done me a new jacket and – oh, daddy -.\u201d<\/p>\n He swung her up into his arms as usual and raised his eyebrows \u201cWhat\u2019s the matter, pumpkin? Cat got your tongue?\u201d<\/p>\n She immediately stuck her tongue out to show him that nothing had got hold of it, then she put her hand upon his cheekbone \u201cOh Daddy, you hurting?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, it\u2019s alright, it doesn\u2019t hurt.\u201d he smiled and walked into the living room where Reuben was seated, \u201cHow\u2019re you, Reuben?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI got to write an essay about – .\u201d Reuben rose to his feet and his eyes widened \u201cWow, Pa, what happened? Did Uncle Hoss hit you instead of the fence post?\u201d<\/p>\n Adam laughed and was about to reply to that question when Olivia came in from the kitchen, looked at her husband and shook her head with a sigh \u201cOh dear, I didn\u2019t expect it to be that bad.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou heard about it, huh?\u201d he grimaced and slowly let Sofia down so that he could turn to his wife, \u201cWho told you? \u201c<\/p>\n \u201cMary Ann.\u201d Olivia said quietly and was about to say more when Sofia piped up with \u201cAunt Mary Ann was crying, she cried all the time she was here for ages and ages.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam looked from Olivia who nodded slightly to his daughter, he put his finger to the tip of her nose \u201cLittle girls should be seen and not heard, young lady. Now then, off you go while I talk to mommy.\u201d<\/p>\n Sofia opened her mouth to say something more but realised from the seriousness of his voice that daddy meant what he said, so she sighed comically and wandered off to play with her dolls. Adam took hold of Olivia\u2019s hands and leaned in to kiss her after which they walked together into t he kitchen. Cheng Ho Lee was outside and in some privacy she looked at his bruises and shook her head \u201cOh Adam, Joe certainly packs a punch, doesn\u2019t he?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cJust like old times,\u201d he smiled, winced and put a hand to his jaw, \u201cThis is nothing compared to some of the bruises he left me with after some falling out or other.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThis is more serious than just a falling out though, isn\u2019t it?\u201d she wrung out a wet cloth and dabbed at the bruises gently, \u201cMary Ann came here and told me all about it.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cFrom her viewpoint, of course.\u201d Adam muttered with a slight frown.<\/p>\n \u201cYes, at the moment it\u2019s difficult for her to see it from any other perspective. Stand still, you\u2019re worse than Reuben.\u201d she concentrated for a moment on tending to her husbands face and then put the cloth down, leaned forward and gave him a kiss, \u201cI got to thinking how it would be if Robert were to walk into the house, how would we react to that.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019s not quite the same though, is it?\u201d he slipped his arms around her waist and brought her closer to him, \u201cI mean, I think we\u2019re rational enough to deal with it better than Joe and Mary Ann.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe doesn\u2019t seem to realise how frightened she\u2019s always been about how he felt over Little Moon\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cShe had no need to be \u2026\u201d he drew back from her a little and frowned, \u201cJoe loved Little Moon, that\u2019s true, but he loves Mary Ann.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAnd now? How does he feel about them both now? \u201c<\/p>\n He released her with a sigh and walked to the sink where he worked the sluice in order to rinse his hands, \u201cHe feels the same way about them both. You have to remember he saw the woman kill herself, her blood was still on his clothes \u2026 but it doesn\u2019t mean his love for his wife has changed at all. It\u2019s just a rather torrid conclusion to something that happened a long time back.\u201d<\/p>\n She looked at him thoughtfully and wondered how it was that men could see things so black and white without any meandering down side alleys of what if\u2019s and if only\u2019s\u2026she placed a hand on his back \u201cBut Joe isn\u2019t rational like you, Adam. The way he came and struck you is proof of that, he didn\u2019t even seem to notice that Mary Ann was there at first, he just came and took his feelings out on you.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell, that\u2019s reasonable I guess. I was the one that told him she was dead back then, Joe, being Joe, was bound to settle on me to blame.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMary Ann just saw it as proof that he still loved her.\u201d<\/p>\n He didn\u2019t speak for a while but dried his hands on the towel and then slowly turned to look at her, \u201cHave you been crying?\u201d he said quietly, much as he would have asked Sofia the same question.<\/p>\n \u201cJust a little bit, it upset me, poor Mary Ann\u2026she\u2019s heart broken.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cShe has no reason to be,\u201d he replied gently, and touched her cheek lightly with his fingers, \u201cShe has to know that Joe loves her, once she realises that this will all blow over.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDo you think so?\u201d<\/p>\n He shrugged very slightly, \u201cWell, knowing my brother and the way Mary Ann is, I should say it will do, but it\u2019ll take some time.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThat\u2019s what I\u2019m afraid of, Adam. How much will they hurt one another during that time.\u201d<\/p>\n He was about to speak when Cheng Ho Lee came into the room, nodded at them both and began to clatter about the stove. Reuben ran in with his book in one hand, pen in the other \u201cPa, I\u2019m stuck with my math..\u201d Chapter 36<\/p>\n The cold wind blew hard down the main street of the town causing women to hold onto their hats and hurry on their errands, while men put their heads down and cursed the wind for blowing the dust into their eyes and up their noses. Horses were skittish as the wind blew up their tails and the sign posts outside the stores creaked and rattled as they swung back and forth.<\/p>\n Tom nodded over at Adam Cartwright and went to the pigeon hole that contained the Ponderosa mail \u201cHow\u2019s Candy, Mr. Cartwright?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cComing along well, thanks Tom.\u201d Adam replied and took the packages and letters which he slipped into his saddle bag. He had half turned when Tom stopped him \u201cJust a moment, Mr. Cartwright, a telegram came for you just a few minutes ago.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam nodded, frowned slightly and waited until Tom had it to hand over, \u201cBest wishes to your wife and family, Mr. Cartwright.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThanks, Tom.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam walked out slowly with his head bent in order to read the contents of the telegram. He pursed his lips slightly and shook his head before he slipped it into his pocket but before he took another step towards his horse he heard someone ask him if it were bad news. He sighed and turned to observe deQuille standing beside him with a slight grin on his smug face and just momentarily he wondered if the wretched man had read the contents of his cable from over his shoulder \u201cYou\u2019re up early, Dan.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cEarly bird catches the worm,\u201d Dan laughed remembering another time when he had said much the same thing to this man. He walked some steps along the sidewalk with Adam \u201cI\u2019m still waiting for that story you promised me.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI don\u2019t recall promising you any story, Dan.\u201d Adam reached out and took the reins of his horse into his hand, \u201cPerhaps you could remind me what it was \u2026 sometime.\u201d he quickly mounted into the saddle and turned the horse around, touched the brim of his hat and walked the horse into the mainstream of traffic before getting into a canter and heading out of town.<\/p>\n Sheriff Armitage was standing outside the sheriff\u2019s office and watched the man in the yellow jacket and black hat, he shook his head thoughtfully and was about to cross the road when he realised Clem Foster was standing beside him, \u201cThat man gives me the creeps.\u201d he muttered to the deputy who looked at Adam\u2019s retreating back and muttered that he couldn\u2019t think why.<\/p>\n \u201cDon\u2019t know anyone more honest and reliable than Adam Cartwright, Sheriff. Roy used to think very highly of him, knew he could rely on him when he needed it.\u201d<\/p>\n Armitage merely scowled more darkly and stepped into the road in order to get to the saloon opposite.<\/p>\n Clem watched and shook his head, more than anything he wished Roy Coffee was back in charge of the law in that part of town. He noticed Paul Martin and Jimmy Chan coming out of the doctors surgery and raised a hand in greeting. In some ways it was reassuring to know that some things remained the same and he was glad not to have seen Schofields sour countenance to remind him that some things had changed there as well.<\/p>\n Once he was out of town Adam stopped his horse and took the cable from his pocket to re-read it. He had some difficulty as the wind kept pulling at the piece of paper as though wanting to play games but the message in itself brought a dark cloud hovering over Adam as he re-read that the man Jotham Morton had taken into custody for further questioning had died by his own hand, suspected poisoning. He sat in the saddle and read it again then after shaking his head he replaced it into his pocket and continued on his way home.<\/p>\n By the time he had reached the Ponderosa it had began to rain so he led the horse into the stable before heading to the ranch house. \u201cWhere\u2019s everyone?\u201d he asked Hester who was busy peeling vegetables in the kitchen. Little Hannah was sitting at the table eating an apple and gave her uncle a wide grin. Hester smiled \u201cHop Sing has gone to town with the laundry, didn\u2019t you pass him on the way?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo.\u201d he leaned forward and tickled Hannah who laughed and then nearly choked on the piece of apple still in her mouth.<\/p>\n \u201cPa, Hoss and Joe have gone to check timber. McManus came early this morning wanting their help with something or other.\u201d she frowned and tossed another potato into the pot, \u201cHannah, finish that apple – no, you cant have another one. Finish that one first\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n Adam pulled out the mail from the saddle bags and flicked through the letters and packages, he set down a pile onto the table \u201cThese are for Pa and Hoss. How\u2019s Joe this morning?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cVery quiet. He didn\u2019t want to talk \u2026\u201d she looked at Adam and sighed \u201cHow\u2019s your face?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAching. But it\u2019s been worse.\u201d Adam smiled, and leaned against the table with his arms folded across his chest, \u201cHas Mary Ann been here yet?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, I was thinking of going to see her though. Has Olivia seen her ?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cShe went to see Livvy yesterday.\u201d Adam sighed and stared thoughtfully at the cabbage that Hester was about to deal with, \u201cIt\u2019s not good, Hester. I don\u2019t like to think of them both hurting over something that couldn\u2019t be helped.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI just wish that Stalking Horse had stayed away from here and left things alone. You know that Joe gave him that horse?\u201d she shook her head as Adam said that he did, \u201cWell, I don\u2019t understand that either. All the time Joe took to train up that horse and then he gives it away.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cJoe always acts on impulse. It was a good thing to do, after all Stalking Horse was grieving too, had been for much longer as well.\u201d<\/p>\n Hester sniffed and shrugged and brought the knife down onto the cabbage with a thud that made Hannah jump. \u201cHow\u2019s Olivia?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cShe\u2019s doing well, thank you.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNot much longer to go now, is it?\u201d she smiled then, shyly and Adam equally as shy smiled back and said no, only a few months.<\/p>\n \u201cIf you\u2019re going to see Mary Ann, perhaps you could give her their mail\u2026\u201d Adam said and put down the few letters that had been addressed to his brother and wife, \u201cI had better get on and do some work. See you later, Hester.\u201d<\/p>\n He tipped his hat politely, tweaked Hannah\u2019s nose and then left the house. As the door closed behind him the baby began to cry from the other room and with a sigh Hester lifted Hannah from her chair \u201cCome along, sweetpea, we had better go and see what\u2019s wrong with your sister now.\u201d<\/p>\n \u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026..<\/p>\n The house was quiet when Adam returned home. After stabling the horse and making sure that it was clean, fed and watered he made his way indoors. Olivia was putting another log onto the fire as he stepped into the room and greeted him with a smile as she rose, with some difficulty, to her feet. He was immediately beside her, his hands raising her up \u201cHey, now, you should be careful\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n She shook her head at him and smiled \u201cIt\u2019s alright, I shouldn\u2019t have knelt down, I got my skirts caught awkwardly in the heel of my shoe\u201c.<\/p>\n \u201cYou\u2019re alright?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, I\u2019m fine.\u201d her smile broadened and she looked at him, frowned slightly and touched the bruise on his jaw line \u201cHe really caught you a good one there, didn\u2019t he?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYeah, he did that,\u201d he put his hand over hers and then looked down at her, noticing the anxious look on her face \u201cHave you spoken to Mary Ann again today?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo,\u201d she kissed him them and wrapped her arms around him, \u201c\u2019Flannel\u2019 came though, she\u2019d promised the children a cake.\u201d her head nestled against his chest and he could smell perfume in her hair \u201c She\u2019s worried about them both, she didn\u2019t say much just that it\u2019s upsetting to see them tip toeing around each other and not speaking. She\u2019s tried to get them to talk but either one does and the other won\u2019t or vice versa.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMary Ann\u2019s had a shock,\u201d Adam said running his hand down her back very gently, \u201cNot as big a one as Joe, but it\u2019s still something she would have preferred not to have experienced. She\u2019ll be alright once she\u2019s got things settled in her own mind.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI don\u2019t know -\u201d Olivia sighed.<\/p>\n \u201cAre the children in bed?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, you are late home – are you hungry?\u201d she released him and stepped back so that he caught hold of her hand and was about to speak when there came a loud rapping at the door.<\/p>\n Cheng Ho Lee was first to open the door to admit a tall young man in naval uniform. He must have asked if the Commodore was available so that Cheng Ho Lee stepped back to admit him. Adam smiled and extended his hand \u201cJotham? You here? I got your cable this morning.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThat\u2019s good, I wondered if you would have done.\u201d Jotham removed his hat and looked at Olivia so that Adam made the necessary introductions, \u201cHave you eaten?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNot since some jerky on the way here.\u201d Jotham smiled as Olivia released her husbands hand and said something about getting them both some food,<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019ll see to your horse, Jotham. It\u2019s late, so I don\u2019t expect you\u2019ll be leaving here later, will you?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell, if you have somewhere I could bunk for the night, sir.\u201d<\/p>\n Olivia shook her head and laughed \u201cYou\u2019re welcome to the guest room, Mr. Morton. Follow me.\u201d<\/p>\n \u2026\u2026\u2026..<\/p>\n In the Commodore\u2019s office Jotham unbuttoned his jacket a little and sat at ease. He had enjoyed his meal but the matter he had come to discuss with Adam was something he wanted to get dealt with as soon as possible so as soon as it was over he was relieved when Adam asked his wife to excuse them and led the Captain to his study.<\/p>\n \u201cSo, the last prisoner didn\u2019t tell you much before he died? What was it? Cyanide?\u201d \u201cNothing else?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe admitted being responsible for the destruction of the ship in Tripoli. He fitted it up with explosives while they were in harbour, the Italian tug that is\u2026 it was just a matter of detonating it at the right time, when t hit Captain Hansworths ship.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m surprised he told you so much, Jotham. Was it shortly before he took the poison?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe took it while he was talking, it was as though he knew he was going to die and wanted to \u2018cleanse his soul\u2019 which is more than the others did.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam nodded and stroked his upped lip thoughtfully \u201cAny mention of them at all?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOnly that they were all three Russian connected to Lebedev.\u201d<\/p>\n Jotham looked thoughtfully at Adam and frowned, \u201cEr – we have news that the Russian ship has left San Francisco now.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cReally? Any news about Dimitri Doestov?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, sir. He was seen boarding the ship yesterday. There\u2019s been no sign of him or anyone else leaving the ship since.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAre you sure?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell, as far as I know, the report I received said the ship had left with Doestov and Lebedev still on board.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam shook his head and leaned against the back of his chair, his long fingers rolled a pencil back and forth on the desk, Jotham looked anxious and bit his lip \u201cEr – isn\u2019t that a good thing, sir? I mean, that they\u2019re still on board ship and the ships gone?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIf it\u2019s true and the ship is actually on its way to Russia.\u201d Adam frowned and nodded, \u201cYes, it would be a good thing, in fact, almost too good to be true.\u201d<\/p>\n Chapter 37<\/p>\n It was Saturday morning and Reuben bounced out of bed with a whoop, ran into Sofia\u2019s room yelling that it was a \u2018no school day\u2019.<\/p>\n \u201cGo \u2018way, go \u2018way.\u201d Sofia whined and pulled her quilt over her head.<\/p>\n Reuben loved it when there was no school for on a Saturday after chores and breakfast he would go to see Saturn and Uncle Joe. He hurried downstairs and came to an abrupt halt at the sight of the tall man in the naval uniform standing in the living room talking to his father. Adam looked over at Reuben with a slight frown to remind him of his manners at which the boy quietened and approached to stand beside him. Adam placed a gentle hand on the boys shoulder \u201cReuben this is Captain Jotham Morton. Jotham, this is my son, Reuben.\u201d<\/p>\n Jotham smiled, \u201cGood morning, it\u2019s a pleasure to meet you, young man.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThank you, sir, and a pleasure to meet you as well.\u201d Reuben put out his hand in a very grown up manner which was accepted and duly shaken.<\/p>\n \u201cOff you go, son, you\u2019ve chores to do.\u201d Adam reminded him so although he was bursting to know what the other man was doing in his house Reuben gave a flash of a smile and promptly disappeared. Adam watched him go and once the door was closed recommenced his conversation.<\/p>\n In the kitchen Olivia set out the table while Cheng Ho Lee cooked the meal. Usually Olivia preferred to prepare breakfast herself rather than share the task with him but she was feeling heavy as a result of her pregnancy, just heavy, lethargic and tired. Having Jotham Morton arrive so late at night, the long conversations he was having with her husband, all contributed to her having had a sleepless night. It had been somewhat reassuring that Adam had convinced her that he was not about to go back to sea but even so, the sight of that uniform and brass buttons first thing in the morning didn\u2019t help her feel any more positive.<\/p>\n \u201cDaddy\u2026\u201d Sofia\u2019s voice floated down the stairs and the little girl wandered down with her dress half unbuttoned and a hair ribbon trailing in her hand. She blinked woebegone blue eyes up at her father and then looked thoughtfully at Jotham before saying to Adam \u201cI can\u2019t reach my buttons.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSofia, I was talking to Jotham. You should know by now that you do not interrupt when adults are speaking.\u201d Adam frowned at her severely and she looked duly mollified, \u201cSay hello to Captain Morton.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cGood morning, Captain Morton. I\u2019m Sofia Phillips Cartwright.\u201d she smiled and dimpled at him very sweetly so that Jotham laughed and scolded Adam for being too severe with her. This made Sofia smile even more as she looked up at the stranger, \u201cMy daddys got a jacket with buttons like that .\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI believe he has, Sofia.\u201d Jotham replied and smiled as she ran into the kitchen with her dress open to the world as she called out to Olivia that she needed help and daddy was too busy to help.<\/p>\n Breakfast was a pleasant meal as both children ate quietly and behaved themselves. Jotham ate until he was convinced he\u2019d be too heavy for his horse to carry him far . Olivia poured out more coffee \u201cHow far do you have to go, Captain Morton?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cTo San Francisco. \u201c Jotham smiled and thanked her for the coffee, before turning to Adam, \u201c I\u2019ll get the train from Gold Hill this morning, sir.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam nodded and looked over at Olivia, \u201cI\u2019ll ride with the Captain to Virginia City, Livvy. Is there anything you would want me to get for you while I\u2019m there?\u201d<\/p>\n She frowned and shook her head. She would have liked to have said how pleasant it would have been if they could have all gone into town together, perhaps had a meal at Del Monico\u2019s, but there was no point in making matters worse. She passed some bread to Reuben and quietly told Sofia to stop swinging her legs under the table.<\/p>\n \u201cPa, I\u2019m going to see Uncle Joe after breakfast, do you think he\u2019ll let me ride Saturn today?\u201d<\/p>\n Adam opened his mouth and then closed it again, he glanced over at Olivia and raised his eyebrows. Reuben turned to Jotham \u201cSaturn is my Uncle Joe\u2019s horse, it\u2019s black and he got it himself from the wild horses, he\u2019s trained it real good. He let\u2019s me feed it and -\u201d he paused and looked at his parents, \u201cIt\u2019s alright, isn\u2019t it, Pa?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI meant to tell you, son, Uncle Joe doesn\u2019t have Saturn anymore. He – er- he gave it as a gift to a friend of his\u2026\u201d Adam frowned at the dismay that flashed over the boys face, and the way tears came up into his eyes. \u201cBut I\u2019m sure that when he gets his next horse he\u2019ll want you to help him as much as you have done with Saturn.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAw, pa, it won\u2019t be the same.\u201d Reuben struggled to control his emotions, he didn\u2019t want to cry in front of this stranger after all, he took in a big gulp, \u201cWhy didn\u2019t he keep the horse, Pa, why\u2019d he have to give it away?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe wanted to, it was a special gift for a special friend.\u201d Adam replied and looked at Livvy, \u201cHow about if I get the buggy fixed up, then you can bring the children into town and meet me there. Perhaps we could have lunch at Del Monico\u2019s? How\u2019d you like that?\u201d he smiled, his eyes looked into hers and knew she was pleased, but Reuben said he didn\u2019t want to go, he wanted to see Uncle Joe.<\/p>\n \u201cReuben,\u201d Olivia said quietly, \u201cWe\u2019ll discuss this later. Finish your meal.\u201d<\/p>\n Jotham put down his napkin and after thanking Olivia for a fine meal rose to his feet, \u201cI really need to get going. Thank you again, Mrs Cartwright.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam darted a look over at the clock on the wall, and after wiping his mouth on the napkin also rose to his feet. He kissed his wife on the brow, \u201cI\u2019ll see you in town. Don\u2019t worry, I\u2019ll get the rig ready for you\u2026\u201d he looked at Reuben, \u201cNo fuss from you, son, do as your mother asks of you. Sofia ..\u201d he tweaked her curls and got a kiss for his pains.<\/p>\n Jotham Morton left the house looking pensive and thoughtful. He followed Adam to the stable and saddled his horse while Adam saw to the buggy, then saw to his own horse. After a time had elapsed the two men loped slowly from the stables and out of the yard. Jotham glanced back at the house and after a moment remarked to his companion that he quite envied him. \u201cI used to envy Daniel, with his wife and children. But it seems to me, sir, that you have much to be proud of here.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI know,\u201d Adam replied quietly, \u201cIt\u2019s something that frightens me at times, Jotham. \u201c<\/p>\n \u201cReally sir, but why?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBecause it\u2019s so easy to lose it all.\u201d Adam replied slowly and pulled his hat lower to shield his eyes.<\/p>\n Jotham said nothing to that, he had always thought Adam to be particularly introverted in many ways and had to think over the implications of what had been said before realising the significance of it all. He looked thoughtfully at the tall broad shouldered man riding alongside him and nodded \u201cI see your point, sir.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam said nothing to that but began to discuss the Ponderosa, pointing out various aspects of the land as they rode along until they finally reached the main track into town. Niether of them wanted to discuss the Russians, the reasons why the four men had been sent to kill Adam, or how well the forth man had been disposed of by Dimitri. At the same time it was the one thing that both of them were thinking about all the way into town. Joe Cartwright stood at the window of the bedroom looking down at the empty corral. It had always given him immense pleasure to look down and watch the big horse there before he would go down to spend time with it. It seemed to him that the corral illustrated the way he was feeling, big and empty.<\/p>\n Mary Ann had dressed and gone downstairs with Daniel well before her husband had woken up. It had been another night where she had made sure she was sleeping before Joe had gone to bed, and although he had dropped a kiss on her bare shoulder she had not moved to respond in any way. Considering the lack of conversation or communication that had passed between them all evening Joe had not been surprised.<\/p>\n He didn\u2019t hurry to get downstairs although the sounds of her laughing and talking to Daniel and to Bridie drifted up to him and stretched his nerves as he convinced himself that as soon as he\u2019d appear the laughter would stop.<\/p>\n When he finally did make it to the breakfast room, he was proven correct. It didn\u2019t help him feel any happier about the whole situation and flinging his napkin down onto table he left the house without speaking, not even a farewell to his little son who stared wide eyed at the door as it slammed shut.<\/p>\n Chapter 38<\/p>\n Sheriff Armitage noticed Adam and Jotham riding in together and peeled himself from the post that supported the sheriff\u2019s office porch. He walked towards them both as they dismounted outside Amanda\u2019s livery where Jotham was going to leave the horse.<\/p>\n \u201cCartwright?\u201d<\/p>\n Jothams\u2019 eyebrows shot right up at the manner in which the sheriff addressed Adam, he looked at the man whom he acknowledged as his superior officer and wondered how he was going to handle such \u2018insubordination\u2019. Adam pursed his lips and looked slightly bemused before turning to face the \u201cSheriff?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cCare to explain to me what\u2019s been going on around here?\u201d Armitage scowled, his hands on his hips, one close to the butt of his gun.<\/p>\n \u201cAbout what around here?\u201d Adam frowned and concentrated on fastening the reins over the hitching rail and keeping his face down so that he didn\u2019t have to look at the other man.<\/p>\n \u201cWhy it is that this gentleman-\u201d he indicated Jotham with a contemptuous nod of the head \u201cdemands custody of my prisoner one day, and two days later brings him back into town, dead, over the back of a horse. Claims he was poisoned. Now, at least when he was in my cells, he was alive.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell, if you want an answer, sheriff, then you had best put your question to the Officer here.\u201c Adam asked in a manner that was cold and aloof .<\/p>\n Armitage frowned more deeply now, his sallow skin flushed a little as Jotham bowed his head and frowned, \u201cSheriff, you\u2019ll have to take my word for it that the matter comes under a Government classification. That means I\u2019m not free to discuss it with you. I brought the prisoner back here for burial, which I thought was only fitting in the circumstances.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cClassified business huh?\u201d Armitage frowned, his narrow eyes switched from Adam to Jotham and he shook his head, \u201cTo my way of thinking that implies a cover up if ever I saw one.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cCover up for what, sheriff?\u201d Adam asked looking at Armitage as though he was seeing in him a spark of intelligence that hadn\u2019t been so obvious beforehand.<\/p>\n \u201cMurder, perhaps?\u201d Armitage nodded and rocked back and forth on the heels of his boots, \u201cPoison don\u2019t seem to fit any other category to my way of thinking.\u201d<\/p>\n Jotham cleared his throat \u201cWhat about suicide, sheriff? Would that fit in better for you?\u201d<\/p>\n Armitage stopped rocking and looked immediately alert and interested, \u201cSuicide? Yes, I guess that does kind of fit in well enough. \u201c he paused allowing Jotham and Adam to assume they could proceed with their journey when Armitage stopped them again, \u201cBut why would he want to commit suicide?\u201d<\/p>\n Adam looked at Jotham and raised his eyebrows as though he\u2019d like to hear an explanation for suicide as well, Jotham nodded slowly \u201cWell, while he was in your custody, sheriff, he didn\u2019t talk much did he?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDidn\u2019t get a peep out of him\u201d Armitage agreed with a nod of the head.<\/p>\n \u201cWhich indicates that he had knowledge of confidential matters that he didn\u2019t want to divulge to you, or anyone else.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAlright, I\u2019ll accept that,\u201d Armitage said and looked at Adam who smiled and nodded as though he was pleased at what the sheriff had said.<\/p>\n \u201cAs an official representing the American Gpvernment I was under orders to take the prisoner elsewhere for questioning, and rather than be put through that interrogation the prisoner preferred to take poison. \u201c Jotham leaned forward, and in a lower voice whispered \u201cSheriff, this is entirely confidential you understand?\u201d<\/p>\n Armitage looked at the honest but earnest face of the officer and nodded \u201cI see. Well, that puts a different complexion on things, I guess.\u201d he frowned \u201cWhat about the other three men?\u201d<\/p>\n Jotham shook his head \u201cThey\u2019re already dead and buried. There\u2018s not much we can do about them.\u201d<\/p>\n Armitage looked at Adam and frowned, he pursed his lips before saying \u201cI see.\u201d in the manner of one who doesn\u2019t see at all. After darting another look at them both he turned and made haste to return to his office.<\/p>\n \u201cWell, I\u2019m not sure how much of that he\u2019ll believe, but it was the truth as far as I could tell him.\u201d Jotham sighed and together the two men continued to direct their steps towards the depot.<\/p>\n \u201cYou know, Captain, the more I think about it the less likely it seems, to me, that Doestov and Lebedev would have gone on that ship back to Russia, if, in fact the ship has actually gone very far at all.\u201d<\/p>\n Jotham frowned and shrugged \u201cNo one saw any sign of them leaving the ship, sir.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThere\u2019s more than one way to leave a ship, Jotham.\u201d Adam said with a slow grin, \u201cLook at it this way, Lebedev sends four men to do a simple job, but what happens? The four men end up dead instead of me. How\u2019s he going to report that back to Gorchakov? Doestov is involved as well, he won\u2019t want to tell Lebedev that he told me as much as he did while he was here, and he\u2019ll have to report back to Gorchakov as well because he\u2019ll have been sent on that ship to watch that Lebedev did what he was told.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou have a suspicious mind, sir.\u201d Jotham grinned.<\/p>\n \u201cIt pays to have one with Dimitri Doestov involved in anything.\u201d Adam replied and shook his head before he pulled his hat slightly lower over his eyes. \u201cAnd he was here in town while Blenisky was in prison, leaving just before you arrived to haul the man to wherever you were going to take him. I think that is too much of a co-incidence.<\/p>\n \u201cSo if Lebedev and Doestov have left that ship do you think that they\u2019ll head back here?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI wouldn\u2019t be surprised if they\u2019re here already, somewhere or other.\u201d Adam glanced up and down the street, his smile was slow and he shrugged \u201cI don\u2019t think they\u2019ll have booked into the Hotel Internationale nor the Whitney hotel this time though.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m sorry if they are, sir, it means we failed to pick up on something that would have prevented them causing you any trouble.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDimitri Doestov is a past master in his trade, Jotham. There\u2019s no point in wasting time worrying about it.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cPolitics is a dirty business, sir.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam smiled and nodded \u201cI\u2019ve heard that said before, Captain, and it\u2019s quite true.\u201d<\/p>\n Once again they walked some distance in silence, Adam tipped his hat several times to those who passed by and acknowledged him while Jotham remained deep in thought, \u201cSir?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, Jotham?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhereabouts would Lebedev and Doestov hide out, I can\u2019t imagine them disguising themselves as miners or such, Lebedev is too much of an aristo for that kind of thing.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam smiled and looked at the younger man with something like amusement on his face, \u201cWell, I wouldn\u2019t like to pretend I know Count Lebedev very well, Jotham, but I think Dimitri likes to be comfortable and clean. I\u2019m sure there are quite a few wealthy gentlemen who would enjoy having such elegant house guests for a few days. Then, when the deed is done -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThey\u2019ll need to return home?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cTo Russia?\u201d Adam raised one eyebrow and stared at the building opposite, and when Jotham nodded he smiled \u201cWell, they\u2019d need a ship to take them back home, wouldn\u2019t they?\u201d<\/p>\n Jotham nodded thoughtfully \u201cYou\u2019ll need to find them first, surely? \u201c \u201cWhat will you do?\u201d<\/p>\n Adam smiled slowly \u201cOh, there\u2019s one or two people I can call on for help. Anyway, this is where we have to part. It\u2019s been good to meet you again, Jotham.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAnd you, sir.\u201d Jotham frowned, \u201cI wish I could stay and be of assistance here but my orders were to get back to base right away.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cUnderstood.\u201d Adam shook the officer\u2019s hand and then stepped back, and once he was assured that Jotham had boarded the vehicle that would take him to Gold Hill, he directed his steps back into town and to the premises of an old friend.<\/p>\n Rachel had already taken herself out to one of her friends so the ex-sheriff was quite alone when the knock came to his door. Adam had barely removed his hat when he found himself face to face with the older man, who smiled and nodded \u201cWell, good to see you here again, Adam. Why not come on in for a spell.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHad every intention of doing just that, Roy.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam followed Roy into the living room and sat down in the chair that Roy indicated was available, \u201cWhat can I do for you, Adam? Any coffee?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, thank you.\u201d Adam shook his head and looked at his old friend with a keen eye that Roy noticed but did not comment on, he just settled down into his chair and picked up the cup of coffee he\u2019d been drinking before there had been the knock on the door \u201cRoy, I need to ask you a favour. The thing is I don\u2019t want to tell you too much because it would seem just too fanciful to you\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDon\u2019t you go under estimating me, young man.\u201d Roy grumbled and scowled which merely brought a wider smile to Adams face. \u201cWhat do you want me to do ?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBasically keep your eyes and ears open \u2026 someone somewhere will have two strangers in their home at present. These men are Russian, they\u2019re wealthy and well connected, they – er- have a kinda grudge against me and I want to find out just whereabouts they could be staying.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou want to find them before they find you, is that it?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThat\u2019s it, Roy.\u201d<\/p>\n Roy gulped down the last of the coffee and nodded \u201cConsider it done, I\u2019ll get Clem Foster in on it if it\u2019s all the same to you, Adam. He\u2019s a good man to have on your side in a fight.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam smiled and nodded \u201cI\u2019m hoping it won\u2019t come to that, Roy.\u201d he stood up and picked up his hat, \u201c Thank you.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019ll be like old times, son.\u201d Roy grinned and rose to his feet in order to follow Adam out of the house. He nodded and smiled as Adam left and walked down into the main street, suddenly he felt ten, no, twenty years younger.<\/p>\n Chapter 39<\/p>\n It proved to be an interesting and pleasant morning with Olivia and the children. Adam quite enjoyed strolling through town and into the stores with his wife and being stopped every so often for neighbourly chats, mostly other women interested in how Olivia was \u2018getting on\u2019 and \u2018how much longer now\u2019 and then turning coy eyes to Adam who just stood there, nodded and smiled.<\/p>\n The mid-day meal at Del Monico\u2019s was enjoyable, Reuben and Sofia behaved well and received commendation as a result from various patrons who would smile and nod over at them, or pass their table and say \u2018What good children you have, Adam.\u2019 or \u2018Your children are so well behaved, Mrs Cartwright.\u2019<\/p>\n Miss Brandon was there with her fiance, and waved over to them which made Reuben blush so much that even his ears went red which would have caused Sofia to tease him had they been at home.<\/p>\n Eventually the meal was over and they made a leisurely walk back to the buggy where Adam assisted Olivia back into the seat. \u201cI\u2019m getting too fat,\u201d she lamented as he took her arm and put a hand to her waist \u201cYou\u2019ll need to get a hoist for me soon.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam laughed \u201cYou look beautiful,\u201d he assured her as she settled into the seat, and it was obvious from the look on his face that he meant what he said for she leaned down to kiss him, \u201cNow then, if you were as fat as you claim you\u2019d not have been able to have done that, my sweet.\u201d<\/p>\n She tweaked his nose just as though he were Reuben and laughed at him, \u201cI\u2019ll see you back home.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019ll probably catch up with you -\u201d he paused then and frowned, \u201cYes, I\u2019ll see you back home.\u201d<\/p>\n She followed the direction of his gaze and recognised the brown and white horse outside the Bucket of Blood. With a sigh she looked back at her husband \u201cBe careful, Adam. You\u2019ve enough bruises as it is \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHmmm,\u201d Adam replied shifting his eyes back to her, he smiled briefly, \u201cIt\u2019ll be alright, there\u2019s no harm in having a glass of beer when in town, is there?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, of course not, but -\u201d she shook her head, then adjusted her bonnet to make sure it was still tidy on her head, \u201cbut he\u2019s rather – volatile – just now.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cVolatile. That\u2019s a good word, sweetheart, I\u2019ll bear it in mind.\u201d \u201cI won\u2019t be, So-fee, be a good girl now. Reuben, don\u2019t forget you still have that essay to finish for school.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI won\u2019t, Pa. Will you tell Uncle Joe I wish he hadn\u2019t given Saturn away?\u201d<\/p>\n Adam just raised his eyebrows at that and nodded before stepping back with a wave of the hand as the buggy lurched forwards and entered the mainstream traffic out of town. Joe Cartwright hadn\u2019t intended to go into town, nor had he intended to stop at the Bucket of Blood when he arrived there, but somehow it just seemed the best place to go. He\u2019d been greeted with smiles from various old drinking pals from of old, and several of the girls looked over at him and dared to indicate their willingness to oblige should he so wish\u2026 but he just draped himself over the bar and ordered a beer.<\/p>\n \u201cNot seen you in for a while, Joe, everything alright?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSure, why shouldn\u2019t it be?\u201d Joe replied spinning a coin down onto the counter and taking the glass from Charley with a scowl.<\/p>\n \u201cJust that you looked like the proverbial thundercloud when you came in through those doors.\u201d Charley grinned, \u201cSeen enough husbands look that way to know -.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell, I\u2019m fine, and everything\u2019s just fine back home too, thanks, Charley.\u201d Joe shook his head and muttered something else beneath his breath as he wandered over to a table<\/p>\n \u201cHey, Joe, got a good game going here, you want to cut in?\u201d Sam Harris said, stretching out a hand to grab at Joe\u2019s sleeve<\/p>\n \u201cNo thanks,\u201d Joe replied as he found the table furthest from them and sat down. He wanted to be alone, to think. A glass of cold beer worked wonders for the human brain, he mused and raised it to his lips.<\/p>\n \u201cCare for some company?\u201d a familiar voice drifted above his head and he glanced up to see his brother smiling down at him with a glass of beer in his hand and prepared to pull out a chair \u201cYou looked like you could do with some.\u201d Adam added as he settled himself at the table opposite Joe.<\/p>\n \u201cQuite the contrary, I came here for some peace and quiet.\u201d Joe stated just as there was a shout of laughter and some cheers from the gaming table. A woman laughed and Charley shouted something over to the winner who was doing his own version of an Irish jig.<\/p>\n \u201cPeace and quiet?\u201d Adam raised his eyebrows. \u201cI could think of a million places on the Ponderosa where you\u2019d get peace and quiet, Joe.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI didn\u2019t want to be on the Ponderosa,\u201d Joe hunched his shoulders and looked into his glass, \u201cYou can buy me another beer if you like?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHow long have you been here?\u201d<\/p>\n Joe glanced at the clock \u201cTen minutes.\u201d he replied sarcastically and emptied his glass which Adam picked up, took to the counter and asked Charley to refill it.<\/p>\n For some moments they drank in silence, Joe slouched over his glass as though in fear that someone would steal it away from him, and Adam with his long legs sprawled out and his hat on the table looking as though he was enjoying just sitting there drinking beer and watching the goings on of the saloons clientele.<\/p>\n \u201cWhy are you here anyway?\u201d Joe finally said.<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019ve been in town with Olivia and the children.\u201d Adam replied, \u201cCame in earlier with Captain Morton, he turned up on the doorstep last night.\u201d he looked at Joe, but there was no interest in that news, just a slight hitch of one shoulder, \u201cSo as she had the buggy and I was on Sport I said I\u2019d meet her back home. Saw Navajo outside here and realised I\u2019d not had a drink of beer with my little brother for a long while now. \u201cMakes no odds to me.\u201d Joe replied and raised his glass to his lips to drink more of it. \u201cOf course.\u201d Adam replied and raised his glass to drink some of the beer while he kept his eyes away from Joe who was staring at him with a lot of green in his eyes, which indicated his short fuse was getting shorter.<\/p>\n \u201cCare to tell me about it?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo,\u201d Adam replied turning to look at Joe now \u201cNo, I don\u2019t. What they discussed is between them, if you want to know what it was then you should go home and talk to your wife about it.\u201d<\/p>\n Joe\u2019s lips narrowed and the hazel eyes sparked greener than ever, he emptied his glass and thumped it down on the table, \u201cIt seems to me that there\u2019s a lot of talking going on in the family just now, and not much of it making sense to me. None of you seem to be thinking of how this has affected me, or Mary Ann. \u201c<\/p>\n \u201cNone of what, Joe?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat happened with Little Moon\u2026\u201d Joe replied and rose to his feet \u201cYou don\u2019t seem to realise -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cRealise what, brother?\u201d Adam asked as Joe cut short his comment and some of the men at the counter turned to see what the raised voices were all about, he put a hand towards Joe\u2019s arm but Joe brushed it aside and turned to go, at which Adam attempted to grab at his arm only for his brother to pull it away and leave the saloon so fast that the batwing doors swung for some moments after he had gone.<\/p>\n Adam emptied his glass and set it down carefully upon the table. Knowing that Charley and half the men in the saloon were watching he nodded to them, touched the brim of his hat in salute, and left the building. By the time he was outside Joe was already riding out of town.<\/p>\n Chapter 40<\/p>\n It wasn\u2019t difficult to follow Joe\u2019s trail, he left a track that even Reuben could have kept to without fear of getting lost. Adam didn\u2019t hurry much but took his time in the hope that when he reached Joe his brother would have calmed down enough to talk.<\/p>\n Joe was sitting with his back against a boulder watching the river surge over the rocks. It was a peaceful area although the sky was leaden indicating the possibility of rain. He sat with his hands hanging between his legs while he twisted some grass between his fingers and his eyes were staring out watching the waves.<\/p>\n The sigh he heaved at the sound of Adam\u2019s approach was loud enough for his brother to hear, but he didn\u2019t move away, just clamped his mouth shut and lowered his hat over his eyes.<\/p>\n Adam stopped a few paces from him \u201cDo you want to talk about it, Joe?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNot particularly.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHave you spoken to Mary Ann at all?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHard to talk to someone who doesn\u2019t want to listen.\u201d Joe snorted and he tossed the grass stalks away, then petulantly plucked at some others.<\/p>\n \u201cTchah\u201d Adam shook his head and looked at his brother sympathetically, \u201cWell, it\u2019s a hard one to get around, isn\u2019 t it? Short of tying her to a chair, if she doesn\u2019t want to listen what do you intend to do?\u201d<\/p>\n Joe shrugged and pulled a face as though to indicate he didn\u2019t really care one way or the other. Adam cleared his throat \u201cSo you don\u2019t really know how she feels about it, this situation with Little Moon?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI already told you before,\u201d Joe stated angrily, \u201cShe thinks I love Little Moon. She doesn\u2019t want to talk about it. She feels that -\u201d he shrugged again \u201cwhat I did when I came in and hit you proved I loved her – Little Moon that is – .\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cLook, Joe, feeling sorry for yourself isn\u2019t going to help any. Sitting here and wishing it will all go away won\u2019t either. \u201c<\/p>\n \u201cPa says that Mary Ann must have seen that I still loved Little Moon, that she had a right to be hurt considering all the things I said to her about Little Moon when we first met.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThat was what? Ten years ago?\u201d<\/p>\n Joe bowed his head and sighed \u201cCan you imagine what life must have been like for her, Adam?\u201d he shook his head, \u201cAll those years being abused by those soldiers. Yet she still looked so beautiful. When I saw her \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell, go on.\u201d Adam said but Joe just shook his head, \u201cWhat made you think I had lied to you, Joe?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI would have thought that was obvious.\u201d Joe glanced up at his brother who now came and sat down beside him, \u201cYou told me that she was dead ten years ago and there she was, alive and – well – broken – right there in front of me a few days ago.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI wasn\u2019t the only one to have told you about Little Moon having died.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat?\u201d Joe glared at him and shook his head \u201cWhat do you mean?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDon\u2019t the names Prairie Fire and Little Brook mean anything to you? Have you forgotten them in all the thinking that you\u2019ve been doing over the past few days\u2026you never thought about them at all? What about Little Raven?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWynkoop\u2019s cook.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cS\u2019right. She gave you Little Moons ear rings, remember? Wynkoop told you that they had put her body on the scaffold and she gave you Little Moons ear rings.\u201d he looked at Joe and watched as his brother stared out at the water and bit his lips, \u201cThink about it, Joe?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019ve been doing nothing but think about it\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, you\u2019ve been thinking about yourself, and how you feel, and how unfair we all are not listening and not understanding. What you need to do is stop feeling so sorry for yourself and get down to thinking about the facts.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat facts? Alright, give me some facts?\u201d<\/p>\n Adam sighed and brought his hand down over his face, then tapped his chin with his long fingers\u2026\u201dRemember how you went back with the intention of marrying her and living with the Cheyenne, probably we\u2019d never have seen you again, isn\u2019t that right?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYeah, that\u2019s right.\u201d Joe bit down on his bottom lip and nodded, Adam could see his eyes misting with tears.<\/p>\n \u201cBut when you got to the camp you were told that she had gone, she didn\u2019t want to marry you, Joe.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cShe didn\u2019t think a white man and Cheyenne could handle the troubles to come, that\u2019s why.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAlright, perhaps that was why.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAre you saying she didn\u2019t love me?\u201d Joe\u2019s voice rose a few decibels and his eyes blazed as he glared at Adam, \u201cWell, you\u2019re wrong, she did love me. She was going to marry me and moved on because – -\u201d he shook his head and looked down at the grass between his feet.<\/p>\n \u201cShe moved on. Then later two witnesses, Prairie Fire and Little Brook told us about the attack on her camp, how she had been killed.\u201d<\/p>\n Joe nodded, \u201cYes, that\u2019s right, I remember that now\u2026\u201d and he sighed heavily and bowed his head lower.<\/p>\n \u201cThey told me what they saw and believed to be true, she had been shot and fell down dead. They even told you themselves, Joe. Remember?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes. I had forgotten that, odd really, I should have remembered\u2026\u201d his voice trailed away and he nodded to himself.<\/p>\n \u201cThink now as to how Little Raven got the ear rings, and the story about the burial scaffold.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat am I supposed to think?\u201d Joe looked at Adam with his eyebrows raised and then shook his head, \u201cI don\u2019t know, Adam. Little Raven and Wynkoop were convinced she was dead.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSo someone told them she was, and gave Little Raven the ear rings as proof, enough so that you would carry on home thinking she was dead\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI don\u2019t know, I don\u2019t know why or who would have done any such thing \u2026 but the fact is that I only told you what I thought was true at the time, and someone wanted you to believe it very much.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHow do you expect me to feel now then? Better ? All I know is that she endured ten years being abused by those white men in that mission. I\u2019m glad that Stalking Horse and his friends killed those men \u2026 should have done it sooner. If I had known that was where she had been all that time, it makes me feel – ashamed.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell, you shouldn\u2019t, Joe. Prairie Fire and Little Brook were going to be sent to that mission, remember? We were able to save them. We couldn\u2019t save Little Moon, but that was not your fault, nor mine\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n Joe\u2019s shoulders slumped \u201cSo what exactly are you saying here, Adam? That all you\u2019ve said makes everything alright?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell, the only ones who can make it alright now are yourself and Mary Ann. I just thought if you had a few facts, rather than feelings, to think about, you\u2019d feel less sorry for yourself, and perhaps would think about how your wife is feeling about all this.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou didn\u2019t see her -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cStop it, Joe.\u201d Adam\u2019s voice cut in sharp and irritated \u201cNo, I didn\u2019t see her a few days ago, and you did, and you\u2019re wrestling over feelings that you shouldn\u2019t have now. Don\u2019t you love Mary Ann?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOf course I love Mary Ann, she\u2019s my wife\u2026 \u201c<\/p>\n \u201cShe believes that now you\u2019re regretting your choice, that after all this time all you can think about it Little Moon and how she would have been your wife\u2026 except that Little Moon didn\u2019t love you enough to take you up on your offer.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cShe did \u2026\u201d Joe jumped to his feet \u201cBut \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n Adam was already on his feet \u201cShe didn\u2019t. You told her you would be back to marry her and she took herself off \u2026 think of the facts, Joe, and stop filling your head with what you think you lost, and start thinking of what you have gained during these past ten years. \u201c<\/p>\n \u201cWhy Don\u2019t you just back off, Adam, and leave me alone.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat? So you can wallow in more self pity and blame and guilt? \u201c<\/p>\n He raised his arm quickly enough to block Joe\u2019s fist and then stepped back a few more paces, raised both hands to indicate he wasn\u2019t going to fight, but Joe came at him anyway with fists flying only to meet a perfect uppercut to the jaw that sent him staggering back, tripping over the boulder he had recently been leaning upon, and ending up flat on his back.<\/p>\n Adam rubbed his knuckles and shook his head \u201cJust you stay put there, little brother. Stay and think, not about Little Moon, but about your wife, and your son.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou want me to forget -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, why not try doing just that \u2026 put Little Moon back in the box, Joe. A fond sweet memory that you can cherish in your heart deep down. And then leave it there, huh?\u201d<\/p>\n When Joe started to get to his feet Adam backed off some more paces, put out a warning hand and then mounted into the saddle of his horse. He looked down at Joe who was scowling up at him \u201cYour wife loves you, Joe. I want to believe that you love her \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhy don\u2019 t you just go to \u2026.\u201d but the sound of the horse\u2019s hoofs drowned out the words leaving Joe shaking his fist at the retreating rider.<\/p>\n For a moment he stood there staring as Adam slowly disappeared into the trees. His face crumpled and he slowly sunk back down onto the ground, leaned against the boulder and closed his eyes. After a short while he covered his face with his hands, Adam was right, he knew it, and he knew he had to do something about it, soon before he threw away everything and everyone he really loved.<\/p>\n Chapter 41<\/p>\n Under the cover of darkness the rider on the black horse slowly dismounted, led the horse to what was obviously the stable and then quickly followed the track that led to the house. The track threaded its way between well laid out gardens but it was already the gathering gloom of night so it\u2019s beauty was lost to the traveller.<\/p>\n He approached the door and knocked in the manner he had been told and then slipped into the house when it opened sufficiently for him to enter.<\/p>\n Alexander Milyutin followed the young maid into a large opulent room where Count VladimirLebedev sat before the large fire with a glass of claret in his hand. Alexander approached and bowed, the click of his heels rousing Lebedev from his meditations. \u201cI\u2019ve the information you requested, Excellency.\u201d<\/p>\n Alexei shrugged and looked over at Dimitri Doestov who was smoking one of his cigarettes and staring at the newcomer with such a fixed look on his face that Milyutin began to feel uncomfortable, as it was he longed to get a little closer to the fire, the chill of the November air had got into his bones.<\/p>\n \u201cDid you have any problems?\u201d Lebedev asked which caused Dimitri to raise an eyebrow and casually light a match to his cigarette.<\/p>\n \u201cNone. The law officer in the town is stupid, and accepted everything he was told without question. Kossoff has been buried some days, Wolsky and Sergei more recently and Marek Belinsky -\u201d he paused and frowned \u201cHe was brought in only hours before I arrived by Captain Jotham Morton.\u201d<\/p>\n Dimitri straightened his shoulders and stood up away from the mantlepiece he had been lounging against \u201cMorton? That\u2019s Daniel O\u2019Brien\u2019s cousin\u2026 he works for the American Government.\u201d<\/p>\n Alexender nodded \u201cSo it would seem. The undertaker was a very talkative man and told us that Belinsky – although he gave the man no name – but he told us that Belinsky had been in jail for some days, then a convoy of army or navy personnel headed by Morton came and had a release form for him to be handed over to them. Of course that fool sheriff did just that\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBelinsky was not supposed to be alive at that time,\u201d Dimitri hissed, \u201cI gave him the capsules and orders to take it right away, the fool, why didn\u2019t he do as he was told!\u201d<\/p>\n Milyutin shrugged \u201cHe did take the poison which is why Captain Morton brought him back for burial.\u201d<\/p>\n Lebedev hadn\u2019t moved at all, he had sat and listened and stared into the flames of the fire, but now he looked at Dimitri, \u201cYou should have just shot the fool there and then.\u201d<\/p>\n Dimitri shook his head and threw his hands up in the air \u201cMorton will have gone to see Cartwright. Do you know where he is now?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWho?\u201d Alexander asked looking from one to the other of the two men.<\/p>\n \u201cCartwright? Morton?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo idea. I was just told to get the information that I have now given you. I\u2019ve done that, I\u2019m cold and tired and now I need to know what else I\u2019m supposed to do.\u201d<\/p>\n Lebedev sat up now and took some of the claret, he put down the glass. \u201cRest here for a few hours, I want you back on the road before dawn. Those men were invaluable in their time, they should have been buried in the soil of Mother Russia .\u201d he looked at Dimitri \u201cGet some food organised for Alexander. \u201c<\/p>\n Milyutin raised his eyebrows in surprise, such sentimentality on behalf of Lededev was unusual and he looked suspiciously at Dimitri who only put a finger to his lips as a signal to say nothing.<\/p>\n As soon as he had seen that Milyutin had been given some food , Doestov returned to the room where Lebedev was pacing the floor, with the glass now refilled. He looked like a man controlling his rage with some difficulty for his hand shook \u201cThat fool Marek -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMarek Belinsky was no fool, Alexei.\u201d Dimitri replied slowly, \u201cI can\u2019t explain why he didn\u2019t take the poison as ordered but the fact remains that the Americans are obviously keeping us under closer observance than we thought. \u201c<\/p>\n \u201cHow do you mean?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHow do you explain this Captain Morton arriving to collect Marek from this place only days after he had been apprehended?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDo you think Cartwright could have told them something?\u201d Lebedev stared at Dimitri who suddenly realised he was skating on very thin ice when he recalled all the information he had passed onto the Commodore.<\/p>\n \u201cHow could the Commodore have known anything to tell them?\u201d Dimitri replied and the smoke from his cigarette coiled around his head like so many serpents.<\/p>\n \u201cWhich means that one of those men must have talked?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOr we have a spy on board our ship.\u201d Dimitri said quietly hoping beyond hope that Lebedev wouldn\u2019t point the finger at him and detect the weak link in this particular chain as the very man sitting opposite him now. Dimitri took a long drag at the cigarette now and looked thoughtfully at the Count \u201cPerhaps we should have left well alone, getting Milyutin to ask around for information ..\u201c he shrugged \u201conly draws attention to ourselves. It was a risky and perhaps foolish thing to do.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAre you questioning my orders, Dimitri? \u201c<\/p>\n \u201cMerely suggesting -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDon\u2019t say another word. I needed to know for sure what those Americans knew, how much they may have found out.\u201d he drank more of the wine and shook his head \u201cIt grieves me that four of my best operatives have to be left buried in this foul country.\u201d<\/p>\n Doestov nodded, stood up and stubbed out his cigarette which he threw into the fire. \u201cWell, you could hardly dig them up and take them back home with you.\u201c he drawled and before Lebedev had time to think too much about that he continued \u201cWhat about the Commodore?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWe shall attend to him, and we won\u2019t fail this time.\u201d<\/p>\n Dimitri simply nodded, he didn\u2019t bother to ask exactly who the \u2018we\u2019 would actually be, he had an unerring feeling it included him.<\/p>\n By dawn Milyutin had slept a few hours, eaten a hasty breakfast and was on his way to where the ship Batory was berthed. Lebedev was still in bed sleeping when they left, only Dimitri Doestov and the servant who cooked and saw to their needs watched Count Alexander Milyutin leave. \u201cI was just congratulating myself on having such a handsome husband.\u201d she smiled at him as he approached the bed, \u201cI think I have every reason to look smug.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, I\u2019m the one who has every reason to look smug.\u201d Adam replied as he settled into bed and pulled over the covers. His hand gently caressed her body, lingering over the mound of her belly and he smiled \u201cHe kicked. \u201c<\/p>\n \u201cI know, she always does when I get excited about something.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe does? Fancy that\u2026 and are you excited about something just now, my love?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMmmm, possibly. \u201c she raised her face to accept his kiss, long, slow and passionate, and when they parted she gave a rather breathless laugh \u201cOh my, now she\u2019s really kicking hard.\u201d \u201cI\u2019m afraid she\u2019s determined to get in the way, that\u2019s for sure\u2026\u201d and she laughed which wasn\u2019t the best thing to do when one\u2019s husband was thinking along more serious, more amorous things, but Adam laughed too and rolled onto his back, drawing her as close to his body as he could \u201cHow much longer do we have to endure his Lordship\u2019s presence?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHer ladyship will arrive when and as she pleases, sir.\u201d she kissed him and her fingers gently caressed his face, travelled along its contours to his throat, played along the familiar lines of his collar bone and into the hair of his chest \u201cAdam \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n Adam always believed that where there was a will, there was always a way\u2026.<\/p>\n Later as he was drifting into sleep his mind returned to the conversation he had had with his youngest brother. He rolled over onto his back and had to accept the fact that what had been said was now stuck in his brain and preventing him from actually sleeping. He closed his eyes shut tight as the memory of his brother\u2019s face slipped clearly into view, and was then replaced with the memory of that same face ten years previously.<\/p>\n How it had hurt him to have had to tell Joe about Little Moon\u2019s death. He could remember how he had agonised over the decision as to whether to mention it or not but had decided to do so because of Prairie Fir e and Little Brook who would have told him anyway. He shook his head against the pillow and opened his eyes, stared up at the shadows on the ceiling<\/p>\n \u201cAre you alright?\u201d Olivia whispered immediately and reached out to touch his hand.<\/p>\n \u201cI was remembering when I told Joe about Little Moon being dead\u2026\u201d he whispered back to her, and was grateful that her fingers tightened around his as though she understood how hard it had been, \u201cI was talking about it today with him but I don\u2019t think he really understood.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDo you think he loves her still?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOf course he does, just as you still love Robert.\u201d the way her hand tightened made him realise that had probably been tactless, \u201cWhat I mean is -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, it\u2019s alright, I know what you mean. I tried to explain that to Mary Ann, but she didn\u2019t understand either.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThere\u2019s too many unexplained facts involved\u2026\u201d his voice drifted away as he thought of the ear rings that had nestled in Little Raven\u2019s plump hand, he closed his eyes again, \u201cIf I die -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDon\u2019t say that, don\u2019t say things like that, Adam .\u201d she rose up now upon her elbow and stared down at him, \u201cWhy did you say that?\u201d<\/p>\n Immediately his hand rose to touch her face, gently, tenderly, \u201cI\u2019m sorry, I didn\u2019t mean anything other than if I did, I\u2019d want you to find a good husband to care for you. You do understand that, don\u2019t you?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAdam, don\u2019t talk like this, it frightens me.\u201d<\/p>\n Now he put a finger to her lips and sighed, she could feel his warm breath against her face, \u201cI\u2019m just saying , sweetheart, that I understand that you have a corner of your heart for Robert, and I\u2019d hope you\u2019d keep a corner of it for me as well should -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, stop it\u2026\u201d she pushed his hand away and kissed him to stop him talking, and when she drew back, he pulled her towards him again.<\/p>\n Chapter 42<\/p>\n Bridie O\u2019Flannery had loved intensely in her time and borne three children as a result. They were all three married and independent of her now, living their own lives in various parts of the United States, writing her copious letters from time to time which she would read in her lonely hours.<\/p>\n In some small way Joe and Mary Ann Cartwright had become her family, just as at one time Olivia and her household had been when they had lived in San Francisco. The current coldness that existed between the two caused Bridie a great deal of anxiety and concern, just as it would have done had it been involving her very own sons and daughters, so when Joe returned home that evening with a bruise on his chin and a wary look in his eyes, her heart just turned over for love of him.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat happened, Joe?\u201d she dabbed a wet cloth and looked at him with all the tenderness a mother would feel for her injured young.<\/p>\n \u201cMy chin came in contact with my brother\u2019s fist.\u201d Joe admitted glumly.<\/p>\n \u201cAdams I presume?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHow did you guess?\u201d he sighed<\/p>\n \u201cWell, if it had been Hoss, then I\u2019d have expected a broken jaw rather than just a bruised one – keep still now.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhere\u2019s Mary Ann?\u201d he asked now as he sat obediently allowing her to dab away at his chin.<\/p>\n \u201cShe went to see how Mr Canady is.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh, filling them in on all the news.\u201d he snapped rather unpleasantly and was surprised when she slapped him on the leg \u201cWhat was that for?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cFor being so unpleasant.\u201d she replied and tossed the cloth into the sink, \u201cHow do you expect to make things better between the two of you if you feed your mind with all that kind of rubbish. As if Mary Ann would do such a thing.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cShe went off quick enough to tell Olivia all our business.\u201d Joe retorted leaving his chair and going to the coffee pot from which he poured himself some hot coffee.<\/p>\n \u201cShe went to talk over her feelings with Miss Olivia which isn\u2019t the same as gossiping over your affairs. Women have to do that at times, Joe, we tend to need someone to talk to when things get a little out of shape at times.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBridie, what do you think I should do?\u201d he looked at her, big hazel eyes wide and sad, reminding her of a spanial she had owned once back in her homeland.<\/p>\n \u201cYou\u2019re asking me?\u201d Bridie shook her head, \u201cLawks, lad, you shouldn\u2019t have to ask me. You do what your heart tells you\u2026 \u201c she looked at him and narrowed her eyes, \u201cYou love your wife, don\u2019t you?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOf course I do, you know I do.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell, seems she isn\u2019t too sure of that just now, so do what your heart tells you, you let her know.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cShe doesn\u2019t want to listen to me.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSometimes, words get in the way of loving, Joe.\u201d she leaned forward and pinched his cheek, \u201cThere\u2019s a time for talking \u2026 afterwards \u2026 you understand?\u201d<\/p>\n Mary Ann carried Daniel into the house and set him down upon his play rug with some toys close at hand while she removed his outer clothes and little boots. She tickled his feet and he laughed, bringing a smile to her face as she did so.<\/p>\n \u201cYou look lovely when you smile like that, Mary Ann.\u201d Joe said from the kitchen door<\/p>\n Her back stiffened momentarily and then she glanced over at him, \u201cWhat happened to your chin?\u201d<\/p>\n She was removing her hat now, the chestnut curls tumbled down around her shoulders and the grey eyes looked at him anxiously before resuming a guarded look as he stepped closer to her, \u201cI had a disagreement with Adam.\u201d he said with a smile and a shrug.<\/p>\n \u201cOh, getting his own back was he?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell, no not really.\u201d Joe replied a little sharper than intended, and he cleared his throat in order to modulate his voice as he walked towards her and reached out to touch her hair, \u201cI think that was one of the first things I noticed about you, the way your hair shone and curled like that, you looked so cute that day you tried to persuade me and my brothers to take those wagons to Calico.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m surprised you\u2019d remember.\u201d she said pulling away from him but only slightly, just enough for him not to think she was \u2018giving in\u2019 so easily.<\/p>\n \u201cOh, I remember a lot about that day. I remember looking into those eyes and thinking how I\u2019d never seen eyes so unusual before, and then I remember how you asked if you could sit with me on the wagon.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI did not.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh but you did, and you even asked me if I had a wife at home\u2026\u201d he laughed then, softly, and stroked her cheek.<\/p>\n \u201cYou said you didn\u2019t, you nearly did ..but she\u2019d died.\u201d her voice thickened and her eyes darkened, her body tensed and she raised her chin defiantly as though challenging him to deny having said such a thing.<\/p>\n \u201cYes, so I did.\u201d he nodded but didn\u2019t stop winding a curl of hair around his finger, \u201cYou listened so patiently, I remember how much kindness you showed me, and then, of course, when we got to Calico you rode off in that buggy with that doctor without a backward glance at yours truly.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell, it wouldn\u2019t have mattered if I had, would it?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOddly enough, it did matter. \u201c he stood closer to her, his hand slipped around her waist, she resisted, just a little. \u201cI remember how it – er – rather hurt my vanity.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMmm, I can quite understand that\u2026.\u201d she said, her lips thinned and she tossed her head, chestnut curls loosened from their pins and slipped onto her shoulders.<\/p>\n \u201cThen one day, there I was walking down the main street of Virginia City and who would I meet but the new school teacher.\u201d he leaned down, pulled her gently towards him, \u201cAnd I looked into those grey eyes and thought -.\u201d he kissed her gently and was surprised, delighted, amazed at how she kissed him back.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat did you think, Joe?\u201d she whispered when he finally released her.<\/p>\n \u201cI thought where did I see those eyes before \u2026\u201d he kissed her again, \u201cOh Mary Ann, I love you so much.\u201d<\/p>\n She stiffened then, just slightly, she wanted to say things, to challenge that love and have him prove it, she wanted him to wipe out any memory of Little Moon, but somehow the words didn\u2019t come , wouldn\u2019t come, she could only think that this was her Joe, the man she loved, who had married her, so when he drew her into his arms again she gave herself willingly, sinking into him with that same delicious feeling of promise and fulfilment she had always felt with him.<\/p>\n Much later, with a happy Bridie O\u2019Flanagan tucked up in her bed, and the baby snoring slightly in his crib, Mary Ann lay in her husband\u2019s arms and listened as he told her about the meeting with Stalking Horse and Little Moon.<\/p>\n \u201cIt isn\u2019t possible, my darling, to wipe out the love for someone like I had felt for her all those years ago. It\u2019s like my Pa, he still loved Elizabeth and Inger when he married my Ma, but it was safe, kind of locked away in his memories and heart. That was how it had been for me, the love I felt for you was so strong, IS so strong, that the feeling I had for Little Moon was safely buried and tucked away.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBut when you saw her again\u2026\u201d she whispered, her head on his shoulder and her eyes looking with love into his face \u201cDidn\u2019t you feel that you loved her again?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI was overwhelmed with feelings\u2026 all different kinds. Stalking Horse had told me all that had happened to her since we had parted, and I knew what pain she\u2019d have endured and felt ashamed. I felt ashamed, Mary Ann. Yes, those were the strongest emotions I felt \u2026 shame and guilt.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNothing else?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh yes, other things.. Amazement that she was still so beautiful, disgust that she had been so badly treated, pain that she – well, she was dead inside really, I guess.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou didn\u2019t feel any love for her?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cPerhaps I should have done. But my feelings for Little Moon, the girl I had loved and wanted to marry, were still locked in my heart, Mary Ann. This lovely strange woman was not the girl I had loved back then, she was tragic, and sad, and I felt guilty for not having gone to find her.\u201d<\/p>\n Mary Ann said nothing, she didn\u2019t know really what to say except that she also felt ashamed and some guilt for the way she had acted over the past few days. \u201cWhy were you so angry with Adam?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI guess I wanted to pass my guilt onto him, blame him for lying to me and preventing me from going to find her. Fact is I\u2019d forgotten several important things which he reminded me about today. I realised then that she didn\u2019t – hadn\u2019t wanted me to find her.\u201d he frowned, \u201cHe made me so angry, but he was right. I was trying to pass my guilt and shame onto him, and then, later, I got so full of feeling sorry for myself that I went to hit him again, but he – er – got me instead.\u201d he grinned slightly and winced \u201cHe made me look at myself and realise that if I wallowed any deeper in self pity I could lose what I love most of all in the world, you, Daniel – us.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI love you, Joe.\u201d the statement was said as simply as a child would have said it, but it conveyed everything that she felt for him. He kissed her and then turned onto his side, rested his head upon one hand and looked into her face \u201cYou know something, Mary Ann, I once read how when someone meets the person they really love God ties a golden cord around their heart and attaches it to the heart of the person loved. They can\u2019t leave the other, you know, because they\u2019re bound together, forever.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cForever.\u201d she whispered and surrendered herself up to him once more.<\/p>\n Chapter 43<\/p>\n One thing that really ruined Sheriff Armitage\u2019s morning was when he saw Roy Coffee strolling down the main street of town looking, as he termed it, officious. It was as though Roy had, to Armitage\u2019s mind anyway, forgotten that he was no longer Sheriff. He greeted people and chatted to them, put a comforting reassuring hand on their shoulders, nodded as though assuring them that all would be good in the end, and generally left people walking away from him with a smile on their faces.<\/p>\n It made Armitage feel sick the way Roy Coffee strolled along with that narrow eyed look and casual gait of his, nodding at folk, smiling. Armitage shuddered and went back into the office where Dodds was making coffee \u201cWhere\u2019s Clem Foster?\u201d Armitage demanded.<\/p>\n \u201cSeeing Widow Hawkins about that missing jewellery she reported yesterday.\u201d Dodds replied quickly.<\/p>\n \u201cStupid woman, what does a woman of her age – and size – need jewellery for,\u201d Armitage scowled and slumped into his chair. \u201cDo you ever speak much to Coffee?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cRoy Coffee? No, sir, I hardly see him.\u201d Dodds turned his attention back to the coffee pot and pursed his lips thoughtfully, \u201cHe keeps to himself, now he has his sister living with him.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe\u2019s in town now, striding around as though he owns the place.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell, he was sheriff hereabouts for plenty of years, sir.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSeems to me some folk still think he is sheriff around here.\u201d Armitage growled and pulled a pile of wanted posters closer towards him and began to flick through them.<\/p>\n Dodds decided it was the better part of valour to keep his mouth shut.<\/p>\n Clem Foster stepped into the caf\u00e9 and ordered something to drink, he needed to get t he taste of Clemmie Hawkins sarsparilla tea out of his mouth. He hadn\u2019t long sat down before a chair was moved from the table and Roy sat down, nodded and smiled. \u201cWell? Anything?\u201d<\/p>\n Clem smiled and leaned forward, folding his arms comfortably on top of the table, \u201cFirst of all, some fella came in to ask some questions about that prisoner Captain Morton took from our cells and then brung back dead.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat kind of fella?\u201d Roy leaned forward with interest.<\/p>\n \u201cI can\u2019t tell you, Dodds told me and that\u2019s all he said.\u201d Clem licked his lips and leaned in closer, lowering his voice a little more, \u201cBut the fella then went to see the undertaker.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cJenkins?\u201d<\/p>\n Both men moved in almost synchronization as the young girl brought them coffee and pie, putting the plates where their arms had been previously. Clem sipped his coffee and nodded \u201cJenkins told me that the man was foreign and claimed he was looking for a relative who had recently moved to Virginia City but was feared killed recently.\u201d he wrapped his teeth around the pie so that Roy had to be patient for a while until most of the pie had been devoured, \u201cJenkins showed him his latest arrivals, and the foreign gent identified the man we had in our cell as his relative.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSo what\u2019s he going to do about him?\u201d Roy asked, nibbling his pie and realising that his sister\u2019s breakfast had ruined his appetite, he put it back on the plate.<\/p>\n \u201cHe gave Jenkins money to pay for the funeral,\u201d Clem wiped his mouth and eyed Roy\u2019s pie with a covetous eye. \u201cJenkins said he looked quite sad, even said a prayer.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cReally? What language?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI didn\u2019t ask, but it was foreign. Jenkins then said that he had recently buried three of this gents friends, in fact, by rights the dead man should have been dead already except that a Captain Morton had come and taken him out of the cells.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAnd what did the gent say to that?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cApparently he looked embarrassed. He didn\u2019t understand what was happening, he said his relative was always very law abiding. Anyhow, Jenkins got him to pay up for the three other funerals.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cJenkins should be arrested for that,\u201d Roy said darkly, and sipped his coffee, \u201cThe funerals should have been paid for out of any money that was found on their persons when they were brung in.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYeah, well, that all went missing days ago.\u201d Clem muttered and finished off Roys pie while the old man sat quietly to think over what he had been told.<\/p>\n \u201cSo Jenkins hadn\u2019t been paid?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNot a dime.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDid Jenkins ask this foreign person where he was staying or whether he was going to attend his relative\u2019s funeral?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAh now, this is where it gets strange. Jenkins did say something like \u2018He\u2019ll be buried tomorrow, shall I have you as chief mourner\u2019 and the stranger then said that he wouldn\u2019t be here, he had to leave early. Jenkins must have looked suspicious or something because he said that he had already spent a lot of his time here looking for his cousin or whatever, which meant he had to return back sooner otherwise he would have been at the funeral.\u201d \u201cNo, nothing.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThat\u2019s just about a shame, deputy, because had we been told a bit more about this a little sooner -\u201d Roy sighed and shook his head.<\/p>\n \u201cThat\u2019s what I thought.\u201d Clem nodded, \u201cI\u2019ll ask all the hotels and boarding houses if they\u2019ve had any foreign folk staying with \u2018em.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cFrom what Adam said they\u2019d be staying in some private home.\u201d Roy gave a downturn grimace and shrug.<\/p>\n \u201cThey? Well, this was only one man.\u201d Clem finished his coffee, \u201cMaybe they ain\u2019t even connected.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThey are, there\u2019s too much interest being shown in that dead man for there not to be a connection.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhich reminds me, Jenkins asked this stranger if he knew the mans name, for the grave stone, and it seemed to Jenkins that the man wasn\u2019t sure what to say\u2026he said in the end that he knew him as Marek Belinisky. That ain\u2019t the name Sheriff Armitage knew him by.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo doubt ,\u201d Roy shrugged, \u201cStands to reason that a Russian or whatever wouldn\u2019t have a cousin called Tom Smith or Jack Jones don\u2019t it? Best go and check the stage depot and train station, ask around there if any foreigners were passengers this morning. If they weren\u2019t, ask the livery, see if any horses rented out.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat will you do ,sher – er – Roy?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSee if I can find out where our fine friends would be staying. Adam said they were aristocracy. You do know what that means, don\u2019t\u2019cha?\u201d<\/p>\n Clem shrugged, and shook his head \u201cNo.\u201d he frowned, \u201cSounds rude to me.\u201d<\/p>\n Roy sighed and stood up, he put money down to pay for their meal and nodded his goodbye to Clem who continued to finish his coffee before getting up to return to work. Roy took his time to stroll to the General Mercantile. Years back it had belonged to Will Cass; in fact, the Cass family actually started the business in Virginia City, but then there was that trouble with Ed Payton. Roy shook his head, all happened before he became full time sheriff and now it belonged to Amanda Ridley. A lot changes over the course of the years, and Roy wasn\u2019t ashamed to admit he was often part involved in them.<\/p>\n He nodded over to the Manager and sat down near the stove, and warmed his hands while he kept his ears open. It was surprising what one could learn by just sitting quiet and looking as if he was minding no one\u2019s business but his own. Candy Canady was rather embarrassed at the number of ladies sitting around his \u2018sick – room\u2019. Ann had ushered up, firstly, Hester who had sat by the bed side and told him all the news that would have concerned or interested him in connection with Ben, Hoss and work. Within half an hour of her arrival Ann escorted Olivia into the room who smiled at him and produced a beautifully knitted sweater which, she assured him, would keep him warm during the colder weather. Not long after that Mary Ann appeared with a sweet smile and a tin box which contained one of Bridie O\u2019Flanagans Apricot tea loaves. A favourite of Candy\u2019s apparently, according to Bridie.<\/p>\n Seeing the brightness back in Mary Ann\u2019s eyes, and the warmth of her smiles again was a great relief to both Hester and Olivia who nodded at one another with smiles of their own, conveying the message that yes, obviously things were now resolved and all was well in the Joseph Cartwright household.<\/p>\n Candy expressed his gratitude with the gifts with the greatest pleasure and asked Hester, once again, to thank Ben for his generosity in paying his salary despite not being able to work for some time yet, but Hester assured him that Ben was too fond of him to lose him and would work him hard once he returned. He now turned to Mary Ann \u201cHow\u2019s Joe getting on with that back horse of his now, Mary Ann? I saw him out on it several times before I was shot, they looked like a good team together.\u201d<\/p>\n Olivia and Hester held their breaths and looked anxiously at their sister in law who simply smiled and nodded \u201cYes, I loved seeing them together, Joe took great pride in training that horse and working him as he did.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAnything happen to it?\u201d Candy frowned and Hester and Olivia looked at him before turning to look at Mary Ann for her response. The younger woman merely smiled and sighed \u201cJoe gave the horse to a friend.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe what?\u201d Candy looked amazed, as did the two women who couldn\u2019t believe how sweetly Mary Ann had spoken about this \u2018gift\u2019 of Joe\u2019s. They looked at one another before turning to look once again at Mary Ann.<\/p>\n \u201cSaturn was a special horse,\u201d she said as though stating the obvious, \u201candJoe felt that a very special person should have it, as a gift from him, as a sign of – friendship.\u201d she looked at Candy with a honest countenance and smiled again, \u201cYou know how impetuous Joe is, but this was important to him and it mean a lot to his friend.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMmm, wonder what I\u2019ve done wrong, wouldn\u2019t have minded him giving me a horse like that as a gift.\u201d Candy laughed, and Mary Ann laughed along with him, while Olivia and Hester could only smile and look at one another as though they couldn\u2019t believe what they had heard.<\/p>\n \u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n Sofia had arranged her dolls in order of size which meant that the new doll with its beautiful china face and specially made silk clothes that Adam had brought her all the way from London, England, sat right on the end of the row.<\/p>\n Of all her dolls Sofia loved Jessie most of all, her rag doll that had come all the way from the big house in the busy city she could vaguely remember now. Jessie had been with her for so long now that she coudn\u2019t bear to be apart from her even though it was one of the ugliest things ever made. Sofia was telling Jessie not to be jealous of Matilda, the new doll, when she heard her brother Reuben coming up the stairs \u201cReuben, you back now from school?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cObviously.\u201d he was a \u2018big boy\u2019 now and didn\u2019t have to answer to his little sisters every whim. He looked into her room and frowned, \u201cWhat\u2019re you doing?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNothing.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhy\u2019ve you got all your dolls lined up like that fer? They look silly.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDon\u2019t \u201c<\/p>\n \u201cThey do.\u201d he strolled in and looked at them and then at Jessie, who fixed him her usual glassy eyed stare. \u201cWhy do you keep old Jessie, she\u2019s horrible.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, no, she\u2019s not horrible, she\u2019s lovely. I love her. Go away, you\u2019re horrible.\u201d<\/p>\n Reuben shrugged and sidestepped to avoid Sofia\u2019s pushing him out of the door. Of course she slipped as a result of missing him, and fell against the bed, knocking into Matilda who fell rather daintily from the bed onto the floor. There was a terrible smashing noise.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat was that?\u201d Reuben asked stepping back into the room.<\/p>\n From downstairs Olivia called \u201cIs everything alright? Has something broken up there?\u201d<\/p>\n Sofia was speechless with horror, she couldn\u2019t get the words out as she looked at dear darling Matilda with her poor face all smashed in making one eye look north and the other south, and her golden curls had china pieces lost within them, even her white pearly teeth had gone missing, lost somewhere in the cavern that had been her face.<\/p>\n \u201cMommy. Mommy.\u201d she finally found her voice, screaming as loudly as possible so that Olivia appeared, breathing heavily, in the room \u201cWhat\u2019s wrong, what\u2019s happened?\u201d cried the frantic mother who was nearly knocked over as the little girl flung herself into her mother\u2019s arms<\/p>\n Reuben shook his head and walked into his room \u201cGirls!\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMommy, Reuben did it. He smashed Matilda on the floor. He said Jessie was horrible and ugly.\u201d sobbed the little girl who looked as innocent and as sweet as ever up at her mother, tears trickled fast and dripped off her chin.<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m sure it was an accident, hush now, you\u2019re a big girl now, big girls don\u2019t cry like this over an accident.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWasn\u2019t an accident, he did it on purpose. He did it, mommy.\u201d<\/p>\n Olivia looked at poor Matilda and sighed, shook her head and picked the doll up, unfortunately one of her eyes promptly popped out and fell onto the floor as she did so, sending Sofia into further sobs.<\/p>\n \u201cReuben?\u201d Olivia cried and the boy strode in and looked at the doll, his sister and his mother in that order \u201cYes, Ma?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSofia says you broke Matilda. What happened?\u201d<\/p>\n Reuben\u2019s eyes widened in disbelief, \u201cI didn\u2019t break that wretched doll. I didn\u2019t touch it,\u201d<\/p>\n Sofia flung herself from her mother\u2019s lap and threw herself at her brother, little clenched fists hit him in the arm and chest before Olivia could grab her and restrain her while she cried \u201cYou did, you did too.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDidn\u2019t .\u201d Reuben answered, rubbing his arm \u201cI didn\u2019t touch it, Ma, honestly Ididn\u2019t.\u201d<\/p>\n Sofia howled and was about to launch herself at her brother once again when the boy was whisked out of her way and she found herself about to give her father\u2019s long legs a thump.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat\u2019s going on here?\u201d Adam looked from one to the other and nearly laughed at the sight of the three of them looking back at him and all as guilty as could be, even Olivia.<\/p>\n Sofia began to cry \u201cReuben broke Matilda, he smashed her on the floor and her eye fell out.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDidn\u2019t\u201d Reuben said in disgusted tones.<\/p>\n Adam looked at Olivia who shook her head and gave a slight shrug. He looked at Sofia who was now holding onto him sobbing, Reuben looked tense, wondering if he was about to be the victim of a terrible (to him) injustice. Adam sighed, \u201cSweet heart, you go downstairs, I\u2019ll deal with this\u2026\u201d he grabbed her hand as she passed \u201cHave a good day?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, I\u2019ll tell you about it later.\u201d<\/p>\n He sat Sofia down and dabbed at her wet tears with a clean handkerchief, Reuben stood by the doorway thinking how his father was sure to believe Sofia, she was his favourite, she was the goody-goody and he\u2019d already been proven a number of times as the trouble maker. \u201cI didn\u2019t do it, Pa.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cGo to you room, Reuben, I\u2019ll speak to you later.\u201d Adam said without looking at the boy who opened his mouth in protest, he wanted to say, \u2019See, you\u2019re blaming me already.\u2019 but in silence he marched off to his room.<\/p>\n \u201cTell me what happened, Sofia.\u201d Adam said in his softest voice, \u201cPoor Matilda, she looks like she\u2019s really been in the wars.\u201d and he picked the doll up and sighed.<\/p>\n \u201cReuben came in – he said Jessie was horrible – he said I was silly and then he pushed Matilda off the bed and she broke.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe pushed Matilda off the bed. How did he do that?\u201d<\/p>\n She very proudly demonstrated how she thought Reuben could have done it. Then looked at her father with her stubborn little chin sticking out as though to say \u201cSo there!\u201d<\/p>\n Adam smoothed down Matilda\u2019s golden curls and without looking at Sofia asked her if she knew what a lie was, to which Sofia nodded and said she did. \u201cSit here and wait for me.\u201d Adam said and still with the doll in his hands he walked into the room where Reuben was waiting.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat happened exactly Reuben?\u201d Adam asked his son in a man to man tone of voice and then he listened as Reuben told him what had actually happened. \u201cI see.\u201d Adam nodded and looked at the boy very seriously, but Reuben stood his ground and didn\u2019t flinch.<\/p>\n Sofia was hugging Jessie tightly when Adam came into the room and sat down, \u201cSofia, tell me again what happened? Was Reuben cross with you?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe doesn\u2019t like Jessie.\u201d Sofia pouted.<\/p>\n \u201cSo why did he break Matilda.?\u201d<\/p>\n Sofia frowned, shrugged \u201cBecause he did. He threw her on the floor.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cShow me how?\u201d<\/p>\n Sofia blinked, she had to think and try to remember what she had said before but she was confused. She went to the bed and stood there \u201cHe picked Matilda up and threw her down there.\u201d she pointed to the floor.<\/p>\n \u201cI see. Well, go and wash your face. It\u2019ll be time for supper in a moment.\u201d<\/p>\n She watched him leave the room with Matilda still in his hands. A little sense of victory crept into her mind, she smiled and washed her face as she had been told. She kissed Jessie as she left the room and walked past her brother with her nose in the air.<\/p>\n Downstairs Adam sat holding his wife by the hand, his thumb rubbed against her wedding ring and she listened to him patiently \u201cI\u2019ve never had to punish a girl before, Livvy. How do I do it?\u201d he lamented, looking with a downturn of the mouth at her.<\/p>\n \u201cIf you really think she\u2019s lied \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo doubt about it, she\u2019s told a whopper.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThen she has to be punished.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDo you – No? Oh!\u201d he sighed at his wife\u2019s shaken head and then frowned darkly at Sofia as the little girl came down the stairs, followed by her brother.<\/p>\n Chapter 44<\/p>\n It was a dilemma for Adam. For some reason he had not foreseen the day coming when he would have to discipline his little princess. Sofia had always been such a good sweet little girl and by and large her misdemeanours had been easily handled immediately by her mother. They had been such minor indiscretions that Olivia had never even bothered to tell Adam about them as his life was busy enough as it is, apart from which, with him being away at sea for stretches at a time, discipline did fall to her when he wasn\u2019t around.<\/p>\n Now as he watched the two children approaching him in order to go to supper he felt rather challenged. Chastising a boy was something he could handle well enough, at times he had even had to discipline his brothers, not that they would ever have called it discipline, but Ben thought it was and so did he. To Joe and Hoss it was just big brother being bossy and giving them a thump in the jaw to let them know that fact.<\/p>\n He stood up and cleared his throat, \u201cSofia, I want you to apologise to Reuben please.\u201d<\/p>\n She stood there with her mouth open and blinked her eyes before turning from her father to Reuben, and then back to her Pa by which time the blue eyes were moist with unshed tears \u201cBut why, Pa?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBecause you blamed him for breaking your doll.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe did, he did.\u201d she blubbed and rubbed her eyes with her little hands as tears dripped down her cheeks.<\/p>\n \u201cNo, he didn\u2019t, and if you continue to lie, Sofia, then your punishment will be even more painful.\u201d Adam heard himself say the words and inwardly sighed, it would be painful for him too and he watched as the little girl sniffed, wiped her eyes dry and turned to Reuben.<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m sorry, Boo-Boo. \u201c she whispered.<\/p>\n \u201cNow tell us what really happened?\u201d Adam asked kindly.<\/p>\n \u201cMatilda fell off the bed because I tripped over and knocked her down.\u201d Sofia whispered with her head down.<\/p>\n \u201cI see. Well, that\u2019s a bit different to what you said before, isn\u2019t it?\u201d Adam said sternly, and looked over at his wife who sat there with a smile on her face and staring at him as though to say \u2018Well, go on, get on with it.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, Daddy.\u201d she nodded and sighed, looked at Reuben and gave him a hug for good measure to prove how sorry she actually was for blaming him.<\/p>\n \u201cSo what else did you do wrong?\u201d Adam asked with that stern voice and his brows dark with his frown although he glanced over at Olivia who smiled again and raised one eyebrow rather mockingly.<\/p>\n \u201cI – I – I told a lie.\u201d she gulped.<\/p>\n Adam heaved a sigh, there was no getting away from it, he nodded \u201cOut to the barn, young lady.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh da-daddy\u2026\u201d the little girls voice trembled and she looked up at him in horror.<\/p>\n \u201cCome along, suppers waiting, and we don\u2019t want to be eating it cold.\u201d came Adams voice seeming very loud and terrible to his daughter who gulped, sobbed a little and trailed along after him.<\/p>\n The door closed on them and Reuben turned to his mother \u201cWow, is Pa really going to give Sofia a tanning?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYour father will give her the appropriate discipline, Reuben.\u201d Olivia replied with a nod of the head but feeling rather anxious for her little girl now. She stood up \u201cLet\u2019s go and wait in the other room. Cheng Ho Lee must be wondering where we are.\u201d<\/p>\n In the barn Adam lit the lamp and sat down on a bale of straw, he drew the child closer to him so that she was touching his knee, \u201cSofia, I don\u2019t like punishing you like this, but what you did today was very wrong, you do understand that, don\u2019t you? To tell a lie is too easy to do at times, people do it and think it doesn\u2019t matter, but it does. It\u2019s very important to be honest and truthful. Do you understand what I\u2019m saying?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, pa.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIf you start to lie at this age and get into the habit of lying, then people won\u2019t trust you with anything, they won\u2019t want you to be their friend. So – although you apologised very well to Reuben, which is good,\u201d Adam cleared his throat, \u201cYou have to learn that I and your mother won\u2019t tolerate lies from you. Understand?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, sir.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cVery well. Bend over\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n She didn\u2019t want to, she squirmed to get out of the way, and then wriggled a bit, then put her hands over her skirts so that he couldn\u2019t spank her but eventually he was able to administer a spanking to the degree he felt the incident merited. Afterwards he set her down and looked at her, \u201cSofia, you know that your mother and I love you, don\u2019t you? If I didn\u2019t love you, I\u2019d not discipline you to stop you telling lies. I\u2019d not care what people thought about you, but I love you, and I do care \u2026so come here, give me a hug and then we will go in for supper.\u201d<\/p>\n Sofia was only too happy to run into his arms and hug him tight, and feeling his arms around her gave her such a feeling of safety and protection that she clung tightly to him. She was to learn later when at school how fortunate she was to have a father who never thought for a moment to spank her backside without the protection of her skirts covering her over.<\/p>\n \u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n Roy Coffee opened the door to the knocking upon it, a familiar knock so he wasn\u2019t surprised to see Clem on the door step. He turned aside and indicated that Clem go into the parlour just as a voice floated from upstairs \u201cWho is it, Roy?\u201d<\/p>\n Roy sighed \u201cNothing to do with you, get back to bed, it\u2019s alright.\u201d<\/p>\n Clem hid a smile and followed the old man into the other room where he was invited to sit down, he put his old hat on the table and cleared his throat, \u201cSorry I couldn\u2019t get here sooner, Roy, that Armitage kept me in side all day doing paper work and such.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThat\u2019s a nuisance, so you weren\u2019t able to find out much then?\u201d Roy scowled and picked up his spectacles and perched them on his nose. He\u2019d have hated to admit it but he needed them more than ever now, at least he could see Clem more clearly, he tugged at his moustache and nodded over at his deputy.<\/p>\n \u201cOh I got out and about but had to make excuses to do so,\u201d Clem replied with an affable grin, \u201cNow then, with regardless to this here foreign gent, he didn\u2019t board either the stage or the train, and he didn\u2019t hire a horse nor did he stay over in any Boarding House or hotel.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHumph,\u201d Roy snorted and grunted for a moment with his brows furrowed, he tugged more fiercely at his moustache \u201cSo what conclusion do you get from that?\u201d<\/p>\n Clem shrugged and looked thoughtful, before he leaned forward with a nod of the head as though to confirm what he was thinking \u201cI\u2019d say he had his own horse and hadn\u2019t spent time in town at all. He knew what information he needed and after he got it went back to wherever he came from again.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019d say that was as good thinking as anything else I could think of\u2026\u201d Roy nodded and bestowed upon his ex-deputy grin of approval, \u201cAnd what about the gents we were trying to locate?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI drew up a list of everyone I knew who had visitors here at the moment and a list of people I thought would have foreign gents staying.\u201d he pulled out a rather bedraggled few sheets of paper and handed them to the ex-sheriff.<\/p>\n Roy frowned and pushed his spectacles further up his nose to read what his deputy had written down, he sighed several times \u201cWhy\u2019d you put down the Mayor? He\u2019s always got guests, no point in putting him on a list – Dan DeQuille, huh, he only has family stay over, and usually they\u2019re couples, or the odd lady or two.\u201d he frowned and shook his head, deciding it was better not to go down that particular route. \u201cNo, not him; nor him; for Pete\u2019s sake would you look at that? You even got Paul Martin down here on the list, jest what visitors does Paul Martin ever entertain? \u201c<\/p>\n Clem got a bit downcast as the old man mumbled and stumbled his way down the list, scratching out some names with the stub of an old pencil as he did so, eventually Roy paused and nodded \u201cMmm, that\u2019s possible. So -?\u201d he looked at Clem and narrowed his eyes to keep him better in focus, \u201cWhat do you know about this Miles Harley, apart from the fact he\u2019s one of the wealthier businessmen in the territory?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAh now,\u201d Clem leaned forward eagerly, \u201cI thought I\u2019d put him on the list because he\u2019s got that big house right on the outskirts of town.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI know it, one of the new builds, very big and fanciful.\u201d Roy nodded, it was obvious he didn\u2019t approve of big and fanciful, particularly when they were new builds.<\/p>\n \u201cNot only that, it\u2019s built among trees and such.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMeaning?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell, just that anyone could come and go without being seen there.\u201d Clem warmed to his subject and rubbed his hands, \u201cTo my way of thinking, if two gents wanted to slip into town without being noticed, where better than at that place? Could even if the other foreign gentleman who showed so much interested in the dead prisoner, he could have stayed there as well. You can\u2019t even see the stables from the road.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cTrue enough.\u201d Roy nodded, and stared at the list again, \u201cWhat about this one -?\u201d he tapped at another name \u201cCarl Langford. Him and his wife live alone in some fancy place as well don\u2019t they?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYeah, they do. Not so well concealed though as Mr Harley\u2019s. You can see if anyone\u2019s there visiting.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThey why\u2019d you put them on the list?\u201d<\/p>\n Clem thought about it before explaining that the Langfords were in business with Miles Harley. Carl Langford also had foreign connections to do with export and import of his wares, which were expensive paintings and classical objects d\u2019art. Roy sniffed, he obviously didn\u2019t have a high opinion of that kind of thing either. He looked thoughtfully at the list then looked at Clem, \u201cGood, well done. Best you get home and see about getting some sleep.\u201d he rose from the chair with a slight grunt and then indicated he was about to show Clem the way out, Clem sighed and reached for his hat.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat about you, Roy, did you pick up any information that would be of any help?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m not sure yet, got some thinking to do.\u201d Roy replied with a nod of the head.<\/p>\n \u201cRoy? Mind if I ask you something? What exactly is this all about?\u201d he clutched his hat against his chest as thought to deflect any thing that could do him serious bodily harm.<\/p>\n \u201cMmm, well, I don\u2019t rightly know myself, Clem. Just that Adam Cartwright wanted some help and I said we\u2019d give it to him.\u201d<\/p>\n He gave his deputy a pale blue eyed gaze which indicated to Clem that he should mind his own business. He nodded, \u201cI see,\u201d he said and bade Roy good evening and left the premises.<\/p>\n Roy nodded and watched as Clem left the house, closed the garden gate behind him and disappeared into the gloom of the evening. The game of chess was an intense one and the two men sat with brows furrowed and lips clamped tight together as they stared down at the board each seeking a move that out out-manouvre the other. Olivia sat close to the fire reading a book, although every so often she would look over at the two men and smile to herself before returning to her story.<\/p>\n Ben had just put his hand on his Bishop when there came a loud rat-a-tat on the door, he looked up at Adam and frowned \u201cThat sounds familiar.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHmm, probably for you anyway.\u201d Adam replied tugging at his earlobe and his gaze still concentrated on the chess board \u201cAre you going to do something with that Bishop or not?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI don\u2019t know, I\u2019ve lost my concentration now.\u201d Ben said slowly while his dark eyes scanned the board before switching to the door to smile a greeting at Roy Coffee. Adam and Olivia exchanged a smile, it seemed for a moment that Ben had forgotten that he wasn\u2019t at the Ponderosa, but was spending an evening with his eldest son and his wife. Roy nodded as he removed his hat \u201cEvening, Ben. Adam. Mrs Cartwright – Olivia.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cCoffee, Roy?\u201d Olivia asked as she rose to her feet and set her book to one side.<\/p>\n \u201cMighty kind of you, thank you, Mrs Cartwright – Olivia.\u201d<\/p>\n She hid a smile and glanced mischievously at Adam who raised his eyebrows and winked. It seemed that Roy had given himself a singular solution to the matter of there being so many Mrs Cartwrights while at the same time observing the formalities required of the day. There was Mrs Cartwright – Hester, and Mrs Cartwright – Mary Ann and now Mrs Cartwright, Olivia.<\/p>\n It didn\u2019t take long for Roy to get to the point of his visit. He told them about the investigation into the stranger who had checked out the dead man, and also the lists of people who had guests, the scrappy paper he handed over to Adam. Ben was totally bemused and ignorant of all that was going on, but held his peace while he watched his sons face as he read through the lists. Adam nodded at the notes that Roy had scribbled in beside some of the names. \u201cAnything else, Roy?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI was jest going to ask you both if you knew anything at all about Miles Harley and Carl Langford? Anything that could be of any help?\u201d<\/p>\n After looking at the notes Adam passed the papers over to Ben who quietly asked about what was going on now. Olivia placed a tray upon the table and started pouring out coffee for the three men and listened as they discussed the matter together. It was the first she had heard about the possibility of Counts Lebedev and Doestov taking a further interest in her husband and the fear that seized her made her feel dizzy.<\/p>\n \u201cAre you alright?\u201d It was Adam\u2019s voice, deep and gentle asking her the question and his arms holding onto her as she was being led to her chair into which she sank gratefully, \u201cYou went – I thought you were going to faint.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI thought I was as well,\u201d she admitted taking the glass of water from Ben gratefully and flashing a smile up at him, \u201cI\u2019m sorry, it must have been – the heat.\u201d<\/p>\n Roy frowned and nodded, he didn\u2019t have much knowledge about women and what happens when they were like this, and he felt slightly embarrassed. Adam stroked his wife\u2019s hand and smiled reassuringly at her, \u201cYou\u2019re not worried, are you?\u201d<\/p>\n She flashed him look from her near green eyes and he raised his eyebrows while trying to look as innocent as the day. It was obvious to him that yes, she was worried. He\u2019d no doubt hear more about it later.<\/p>\n \u201cPerhaps it would be better if we talked this matter over in the study.\u201d Ben suggested and looked meaningfully at his son who looked at his wife thoughtfully before shaking his head and saying they could continue with the conversation right there. He could tell that this suggestion met with her approval as the green in her eyes began to subside – slightly.<\/p>\n Chapter 45<\/p>\n \u201cMiles Harley and Carl Langford\u201d Ben frowned and stroked his upper lip thoughtfully before turning to Adam \u201cWasn\u2019t Langford involved with a mining consortium at one time that tried to make a deal with the Gould and Curry set up?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThey did, I remember it well,\u201d Adam replied, \u201cHe\u2019d not long been in Virginia City at the time, got himself a name for being involved in several scams.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThat\u2019s right,\u201d Roy nodded, \u201cI recall one time it backfired on him pretty big, but somehow he got out of that scrape as clean as a whistle.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMmm, been straight ever since.\u201d Adam said but still looked rather doubtful. \u201cI\u2019m not sure about contacts with Russia though, he never seemed to me to be a major player in the league, so to speak.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe married a girl from San Francisco, wealthy family so I heard and he acts as an agent for his father in laws company.\u201d Ben added, \u201cI remember meeting her parents one time some years back, I believe they were from Philadelphia originally.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat about Miles Harley ?\u201d Roy asked, \u201che used to work along with Langford at one time if I recall rightly but separated and went their separate ways when some deal or other fell through. I\u2019m sure he used to go abroad quite often for a while. Rumour had it he married a foreign wife who died somewhere unhealthy.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMiles Harley is ambitious, always has been.\u201d Adam replied now perched on the arm of the settee and holding Olivia\u2019s hand in his own, \u201cHe was involved in the mining project I had with Bill Enders that time, but then he went abroad – must have been the time you were speaking about, Roy.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThe point is, do you think either of them the sort that would be involved in harbouring your Russian friends.\u201d Roy sighed, he was tired and getting slightly frustrated<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019d say either of them could,\u201d Adam said quietly taking the list of names from his father and looking over them again, \u201cand equally it could be said they wouldn\u2019t.\u201d he glanced at Ben who only grimaced and shook his head.<\/p>\n \u201cEdith Langford\u2019s grandmother was Russian,\u201d Olivia volunteered in a quiet voice, and when silence fell heavier than a wet blanket she sighed and looked anxiously at her husband \u201cShe told me some time ago.\u201d<\/p>\n Roy heaved a satisfied sigh, \u201cThank you, Mrs Cartwright – er – Olivia. I\u2019ll get Clem to keep an eye on the Langfords property and report back.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam and Ben glanced at one another but said nothing. After bidding Roy goodnight and not envying the long ride he would have back home, in the dark and cold, both men resumed their seats at the chess board. Olivia cleared away the coffee things and when she returned resumed reading her book.<\/p>\n But reading was difficult, her mind kept straying to the conversation with Roy, and the implied threat to her husband. Every so often she would allow her eyes to stray over to watch him as he deliberated over his next move, she wondered if Edith Langfords husband would actually be harbouring the men she viewed now as her mortal enemies. When Ben declared check-mate with a triumphant shout of glee Olivia was delighted, more than anything else she wanted her husband to herself, there were things about which she needed to talk to him. Dimitri Doestov was irritated and frustrated. He paced the floor smoking his cigarettes, his mind was constantly going back and forth over the various aspects of this enterprise. But no matter what he thought he was finding his thoughts straying back to his irritation with Lebedev.<\/p>\n It had been hard enough working alongside Alexei Lebedev when they had been assigned to get the papers from Irena Pestchouroff. Their orders were to get them by any means available, with force if necessary. Alexei had carried his orders out to the letter, except for the fact he had never laid his hands on the papers and ended up dead he was a pretty good example of a loyal Russian.<\/p>\n But Vladamir Lebedev was different to his brother, whereas Alexei was driven by some inner force, an aggression that was constantly fed by the assignments he was sent on, his brother did the bare minimum to achieve the maximum result.<\/p>\n Dimitri sighed and shook his head. In his opinion coming to Virginia City was a mistake. Staying at the home of the American couple an even bigger mistake. People talked and he was more than convinced that no one in the household could be trusted. Their hosts may not have known the real reason as to why they were there, but the name of the Commodore had come up in conversation and everyone spoke very highly of him. It seemed to the Russian that the wisest course was to pack their bags and return to the ship.<\/p>\n But then there would be Gorchakov to face. He stubbed out the cigarette and threw it into the fire. He lit another immediately and drew heavily upon it with his eyes fixed on the flames that ate into the wood . He shook his head slowly, whatever he thought about Vladimir the man was a ruthless killer. He had proven hopeless as a diplomat, but Doestov had no doubt that the real purpose behind Gorchakov\u2019s sending them here was to rid him of the Commodore.<\/p>\n The door opened just as Dimitri had sat down to think this over in more depth. He glanced up and saw Lebedev strolling into the room, a hand in his pocket and a glass of something intoxicating in the other. The two men didn\u2019t speak for a moment or two until Lebedev had sat down , stretched out his legs and drank a little more, \u201cWell?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell what?\u201d Dimitri shrugged.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat do you think of it here? A pleasant little place in which to hide and pretend we are only visiting friends and business acquaintances, don\u2019t you agree?\u201d<\/p>\n Dimitri looked around the room in which they sat, and shrugged \u201cIt has no appeal to me.\u201d<\/p>\n Lebedev smiled and emptied the glass which he set down on the table, \u201cIt hardly matters what you think, it gives us a cover for the time we are here.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cCan we trust these people?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOf course.\u201d Vladimir looked surprised at the question, \u201cI have known them for a long time, their association with Russia is strong, just as strong as their politics. You have no need to worry about them at all.\u201d he leaned back \u201cYou seem very – nervous, Dimitri. \u201c<\/p>\n \u201cNervous?\u201d Dimitri shrugged \u201cApprehensive perhaps.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat about?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAbout this assignment. There is a lot about it I don\u2019t understand.\u201d<\/p>\n Lebedev laughed and then shook his head as though he failed to see what the other man was implying \u201cThere is nothing to understand, Dimitri. We have an assignment and that is to get rid of this Commodore, Gorchakov is tired of having him involved in Russian affairs, now is the time to remove him, that\u2019s all.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThat\u2019s all? We have lost four good men already, probably compromised ourselves by having Milyutin riding into town to identify Marek \u2026and you say, that\u2019s all? No, I don\u2019t think so.\u201d<\/p>\n Lebedev frowned darkly and his pale blue eyes fixed themselves on to Doestov as though seeing him for the first time, he shook his head \u201cI wouldn\u2019t want to think that you were having second thoughts about being with me here, Dimitri? This Commodore has crossed your path several times now, and come off the victor.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI know. It rankles my pride to remember that\u2026\u201d Dimitri frowned and remembered that he owed his life to this man Lebedev was in such a hurry to remove from this earthly existence.<\/p>\n \u201cThen stop fussing, you are becoming like an old woman worrying about shadows. We shall enjoy the time in seeing what this Ponderosa is like, and then -\u201d he raised his hands a little in a gesture that indicated there would be no mercy shown to Russia\u2019s enemies, he smiled \u201cPouff!\u201d<\/p>\n Doestov shivered and looked away, slowly extracted another cigarette and put a match to it. Adam closed the door behind his father and then slowly turned back into the room. He knew without a word being spoken that Olivia would want to talk about Roy\u2019s visit before they made their way to bed and in a way he would have preferred to avoid such a conversation. He looked over at where Olivia was seated resting her head upon her hand, her eyes still looking down upon the book she had been reading since before Roy\u2019s appearance. He walked to her and sat down at her side sliding an arm behind her and drawing her closer to him, \u201cGood book?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAn old favourite, \u2018Jane Eyre\u2019 by Charlotte Bronte.\u201d she replied with a smile although she didn\u2019t look up at him.<\/p>\n \u201cI remember – didn\u2019t she fall in love with her employer Rochester?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, that\u2019s right.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI didn\u2019t like him very much as a character. \u201c<\/p>\n She turned then and looked at him thoughtfully, \u201cWhy not?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe was too proud, arrogant. Thought too much of himself, and took advantage of a na\u00efve innocent girl.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cPerhaps she wanted to be taken advantage of by a strong minded handsome man.\u201d Olivia\u2019s smile broadened as she looked at her husband with twinkling eyes.<\/p>\n Adam leaned back into the settee and shook his head, while at the same time he reached out for her free hand which he held loosely between his own \u201cLivvy, have you got to the part where his house has burned down ?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes,, and now he\u2019s scarred and blind, not at all the handsome man she left behind.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHmm, but she still loves him, he haunts her dreams, and so she has to return, just to make sure.\u201d he kissed her fingertips rather absent mindedly.<\/p>\n \u201cMake sure of what?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhether she loves him, or he loves her.\u201d<\/p>\n She closed the book after slipping a marker between the pages, then set it down and leaned closer to her husband \u201cTell me about these men Roy was talking about, Adam. \u201d<\/p>\n Adam drew in a deep breath even as he put his arm around her shoulders, \u201cDimitri Doestov, whom you\u2019ve met already.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh, that funny little Russian man. Yes, he gave me a bad feeling, like seeing a snake sidle around the furniture and disappearing\u2026 you know its there but where exactly. If you go looking for it no doubt it will be in the wrong direction and then suddenly it has bitten you\u2026\u201d she shivered. \u201cAnd Lebedev – of course, I remember now, you mentioned him before, about his brother in Alaska.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cS\u2019right.\u201d he frowned, looking at the far wall and thinking back to that time, gently stroking her arm as he did so.<\/p>\n \u201cAnd now they are somewhere in Virginia City because the four men they sent to kill you, got killed instead.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThat\u2019s right.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDo you think it might be a good idea to ask the sheriff for help?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, not really. Armitage would want to know too much and I don\u2019t trust him.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBut he\u2019s the sheriff, Adam, \u201c she pulled away slightly to look at him with a puzzled expression on her face, \u201cHe\u2019s the law here.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThen why not get him involved?\u201d<\/p>\n Adam pursed his lips and shook his head \u201cNope, don\u2019t ask me why, but I just don\u2019t like the man and I certainly don\u2019t trust him.\u201d<\/p>\n She sighed and was about to say something more when he moved away, stood up and turned towards her, \u201cNo more talking, Livvy, you\u2019re tired and Ipromised Paul that you would get plenty of sleep.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHow do you expect me to sleep while I\u2019m worried about you and what\u2019s going to happen \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cGoing to happen?\u201d he smiled rather piquantly, \u201cThere\u2019s no guarantee that anything\u2019s going to happen, sweetheart.\u201d<\/p>\n He drew her into his arms, stroked her face with his fingers and looked intently into her eyes, \u201cNothing is going to happen. Do you understand?\u201d<\/p>\n She stared up into his face and wanted to say \u2018yes, I believe you, nothing will happen\u2019 but she couldn\u2019t. She could only look into those brown eyes and feel fear fluttering at her throat, he shook his head \u201cDon\u2019t you believe me?\u201d he whispered as his hand trailed down her back and then rested gently upon her skirts beneath which the mound of her belly protruded.<\/p>\n \u201cI want to -\u201d she whispered back, \u201cBut I love you too much to be so sure, don\u2019t ask me why, Adam, but I\u2019m frightened.\u201d<\/p>\n She didn\u2019t even understand why she had said that, she knew exactly why she was frightened and clung onto him more tightly as a result.<\/p>\n Chapter 46<\/p>\n The morning chores didn\u2019t stop just because one had a bad nights sleep, or the weather was miserable and it was raining. Stables had to be mucked out and the horses fed and watered. Sofia had her task of collecting eggs and feeding the hens, even though she didn\u2019t like getting her new boots muddied. Olivia milked the cow so that there was fresh creamy milk to accompany the breakfast that Cheng Ho Lee was preparing for them.<\/p>\n The rasp of the two handled saw was heard as the milk splashed into the buckets and she sighed to herself as it reminded her that her man was out there making sure the woodpile was well stocked up. There was the chipping sound of an axe as Reuben split wood for kindling, his task every morning after seeing to Buster.<\/p>\n She stood up, straightened her back and put both hands on her hips to ease the ache. The baby had changed position and as a result it seemed, to her, that she was bigger than ever. She had loosened her skirt and her top garments had to hang over the skirts with the bottom buttons undone. She shook her head as she wondered for how much longer she would be able to get down on the stool to milk the cow as doing so was becoming increasingly uncomfortable. She leaned forwards to pick up the pail only to have her hand moved away \u201cIt\u2019s alright, Ma. Pa said to come and carry the bucket in for you. It\u2019s my job to do that now.\u201d<\/p>\n She blushed a little, \u201cIt\u2019s alright, son, I can manage.\u201d and she reached out for the handle again but he shook his head \u201cNo, Ma, Pa said you\u2019re not to do it anymore. I\u2019ll carry it in for you, honest, Ma, I won\u2019t spill any.\u201d<\/p>\n She smiled and nodded, thanked him and watched him carry the pail out of the barn. The rain was coming down sideways on and she drew up the hood of her cloak over her head to hurry through it to the house. She looked over to the woodshed where Adam was still sawing at the wood, his broad back straining against the fabric of his favourite and almost threadbare yellow jacket. He didn\u2019t appear to have noticed her as she paused to watch him for a moment just for the satisfaction of enjoying seeing him at work. The action of sawing never ceased until a log dropped to the ground and he began to saw the next section to add to the pile.<\/p>\n By the time Reuben ran out to tell him that breakfast was ready Adam had finished sawing and was stacking the newly sawn logs . He nodded and carried the saw into the woodshed and hung it upon its nail. \u201cDid you help Ma with the milk?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, pa.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cGood boy. Here, help me get the \u2018horse\u2019 inside.\u201d he smiled at the boy who ran willingly to grab one end of the wood cross beam that supported the wood for sawing. Together they carried it inside and set it down.<\/p>\n \u201cPa, can I ask you something?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou can -.\u201d Adam looked over the woodpile as though mentally calculating how many mornings sawing it would take to fill the whole capacity with logs.<\/p>\n \u201cWhy did Uncle Joe give Saturn away?\u201d<\/p>\n Adam sighed and looked at the boy as though it pained him to have to even consider the subject. Reuben\u2019s hazel eyes looked anxiously up at him, and Adam nodded, recalling to mind just how much the horse had meant to the boy. He put his arm around the lads shoulders and drew him closer \u201cWell, I told you, Reuben, he gave the horse to a very special friend.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBut why?\u201d Reuben frowned and shook his head, \u201cDid he know that his friend was coming and that was why he trained Saturn – so that he could give it to him when he got here?\u201d<\/p>\n Adam scratched his nose and shook his head \u201cNo, he didn\u2019t know his friend was coming here.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cUncle Joe promised I could ride Saturn one day, but I didn\u2019t even get to have a little try out on him at all.\u201d Reuben pouted and shook his head, \u201cI don\u2019t understand why he would just give him away.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell, sometimes it is hard to know why any one person does anything, Reuben. You had best ask Uncle Joe when you see him again. I\u2019m sure he\u2019d like to tell you all about it.\u201d<\/p>\n He led the boy out of the wood shed now and closed the doors. He knew there was enough wood in the house to keep Olivia and Sofia warm through the day, and the stove in the kitchen alight for Cheng ho Lee. He smiled down at the boy \u201cHungry?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSure I am, Pa.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cLet\u2019s get inside then, out of this rain, or you\u2019ll be going hungry to school today.\u201d<\/p>\n Once inside and in the warmth of the house Reuben was happy to sit with them and eat his morning meal. With an eye on the clock he ate quickly, his mind however pondered over what his father had said about Saturn, and he resolved to see Uncle Joe about the matter as soon as he saw him again.<\/p>\n The rain had let up a little by the time he ran out to board the wagon. Hank was waiting with his tarp keeping him dry and after a brief wave at his mother and sister standing in the doorway, Reuben was off for another day at school.<\/p>\n Adam was already buckling his gun belt on when Olivia came back from seeing the boy off. She held out his hat to him and smiled as he looked up at her with that gentle look on his face that she loved so much. \u201cDon\u2019t get too wet and cold, will you?\u201d<\/p>\n He laughed \u201cI\u2019ll try and avoid the biggest rain drops. Here, give me a kiss.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAnd be careful.\u201d she sighed after she had kissed him and he looked into her eyes and knew that this was more than the usual admonition. He stroked her cheek and nodded, \u201cAdam, please \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI know.\u201d he assured her quietly, \u201cI know. It\u2019ll be alright, there\u2019s nothing to worry about. Now, rest as much as you can, you didn\u2019t sleep much last night, did you?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNor did you.\u201d<\/p>\n They looked at one another and smiled, he drew her towards him and held her close, as close as he could, \u201cI slept more than you think, anyway, I don\u2019t need as much sleep as you do just now. Promise me -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI will. \u201c<\/p>\n \u201cGood.\u201d he released her then and looked at Sofia \u201cLook after Mommy.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI do, daddy, all the time.\u201d she replied and ran to him for her kiss.<\/p>\n He smiled at her and ran his hand over her curls, for she was a pretty little girl and her hair, more golden than her mothers, only added to her prettiness. He nodded, smiled and then left the house buttoning up his jacket as he walked quickly to the stable to saddle up his horse.<\/p>\n On the Ponderosa and at Joe\u2019s house the mornings chores had been carried out in much the same manner as at Adams. Breakfast had been eaten and preparations were made for the days work ahead although both Adam and Joe were already soaked through as they dismounted and quickly made their way into the house, removing their hats before entering so that the rainwater that had collected in the brims could be cast outside rather that on the floor.<\/p>\n Hoss looked over at them and grimaced before stuffing another piece of bacon into his mouth, \u201cCoffee?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, thanks,\u201d Joe shook his head and rubbed his hands together, whereas Adam nodded and walked over to the table to collect the cup Hoss poured out for him, \u201cThanks.\u201d he glanced around the room \u201cWhere is everyone?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHesters upstairs, had a bad night with Hope.\u201d Hoss said glumly then he grinned and slapped Adam on the back so that hot coffee slopped over and onto the table \u201cYou\u2019ll know all about that soon enough, brother.\u201d<\/p>\n Joe chortled and nodded \u201cYeah, that\u2019s for sure. You don\u2019t know what it\u2019s like to be pacing the floor at 2 in the morning with a baby wailing its head off, puking down your night shirt and -\u201d he paused as Adam held up a hand for silence, but he continued to chuckle.<\/p>\n \u201cLet me remind you, little brother, that I did a fair amount of pacing up and down with you when you arrived and created chaos.\u201d<\/p>\n Hoss guffawed at that which made Joe cackle even louder so that when Ben came downstairs he looked from one to the other with some bemusement on his face, especially as Adam didn\u2019t seem to be laughing along with them \u201cWhat\u2019s so funny?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh, just these two peasants attempting to ruin my day.\u201d Adam replied and finished his coffee, \u201cWhat do you have planned, Pa? As you can see it\u2019s raining pretty heavy out there.\u201d<\/p>\n Hoss pursed his lips and looked over at his father before glancing down to examine his fingernails, Joe was all attention and stood patiently waiting with a slight smile still on his face \u201cI really wanted to check on McManus at the timber yard. This weather is a nuisance, there\u2019s quite a large amount of hardware to be collected from town, someone will have to go in with the wagon.\u201d Ben glanced from one to the other of them but each of them remained silent, he cleared his throat \u201cWell, there\u2019s some paperwork that I\u2019ll need to get on with here.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam nodded \u201cSure, of course.\u201d<\/p>\n Joe scratched his chin and nodded \u201cI thought perhaps there might be.\u201d<\/p>\n Hoss sighed \u201cI\u2019ll go and get the stuff from town, Pa.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam perched himself on the arm of the settee \u201cWhat about that Burgess deal, Pa? Has there been anything more forthcoming about that?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAh yes, that was what I wanted to tell you, Adam, Burgess wanted you to go and talk some points over with him as soon as possible. Any chance you could go today, I don\u2019t want to lose out on that contract, it\u2019ll keep everyone busy for a few months along with that work we have to complete on MacPhersons deal. Joe, when you get to see McManus today, ask him how things are going with that, will you?\u201d<\/p>\n Joe mouthed \u2018Me? Timberyard?\u201d but received no vote of sympathy from his brothers who were nodding along with Ben who was now pouring a large cup of coffee for himself, \u201cAnd Joe, make sure that the book work is up to date, McManus seems to have got into a habit of being rather slip shod about that lately.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSure, Pa.\u201d Joe sighed, \u201cI\u2019d best get going now then, seeing how wet things are out there, and everything.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo wetter going to the timber yard than taking the road to the Burgess place.\u201d Adam replied picking up his rather limp hat and grimacing at the sight of it.<\/p>\n \u201cYeah, and it ain\u2019t no more drier sitting on a wagon for hours on end either.\u201d Hoss heaved himself up from the table \u201cI\u2019ll just go and say good bye to Hester.\u201d<\/p>\n By the time he had reached the half landing Joe and Adam had left the house and were walking to the stables where they had left their horses. Joe pulled up the collar of his coat \u201cHow\u2019s Olivia, Adam?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cShe\u2019s well, thanks, Joe.\u201d Adam replied as he pulled his tarpaulin poncho over his outer clothes, \u201cI think you may be in for some cross examination from Reuben when you see him next.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh, really? Why\u2019s that?\u201d Joe shivered as he pulled the slicker over and then replaced his hat.<\/p>\n \u201cHe wants to know why you gave Saturn away.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDid n\u2019t you tell him?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNot my business.\u201d Adam replied as he mounted into the saddle. \u201cI told him you\u2019d given the horse to a friend, it\u2019s up to you to explain the rest.\u201d<\/p>\n Joe smiled, shook his head and landed neatly into the saddle, \u201cI guess it would seem odd to a kid. He did love that horse.\u201d he sighed then as he directed the horse from the warmth of the stables \u201cI did too, he was sure a beautiful creature.\u201d<\/p>\n At the head of the track they parted to go their separate ways with the rain sluicing down to make their journeys miserable and uncomfortable in any direction. Not very long after they had disappeared from view Hoss trundled up from the yard to take the road into town on the wagon, he was right when he had said how unpleasant it was to sit on a wagon for hours travelling through the mud and puddles with the rain pouring down. By the time he reached town he was thoroughly \u2018fed up\u2019.<\/p>\n Clem Foster saw him and raised a hand \u201cHi, Hoss. Not a great day, huh?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou can say that again.\u201d Hoss muttered and glanced up and down the street \u201cNot very busy in town is it?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNever is when it rains like this.\u201d Clem said lowering his hat slightly \u201cYou seen Roy?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, should I?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cGuess not, just wondered.\u201d Clem cleared his throat, \u201cI\u2019ve got to go to the Maitlands, seems like they had a burglary there last night.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHuh?\u201d Hoss wrinkled his nose and shook his head \u201cA burglary? Weren\u2019t you telling me that Widow Hawkins had things stolen from her?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThat was last week.\u201d Clem sighed, \u201cSure is odd, seems to becoming a regular thing here in town. Look, I can\u2019t stop, I\u2019m getting soaked here. See you around, Hoss.\u201d<\/p>\n Hoss nodded and quickly made his way to the Hardware store where he left the list and made his way from there to check on whether there was any mail. Tom nodded and handed him various items \u201cThere\u2019s a letter there for Adam.\u201d he said, as nonchalantly as a man dead curious to know what it was all about could mention it.<\/p>\n \u201cUh? Oh, thanks Tom.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019s from abroad.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat is?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThe letter for Adam. Reckon it sure took a long time getting here too.\u201d Tom leaned on the counter with his arms folded, \u201cSure had an interesting life that brother of yours, ain\u2019t he?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYeah, I guess so, if you don\u2019t mind nearly drowning every other week, or being shot at and left for dead any old place.\u201d<\/p>\n Tom shook his head \u201cSure wouldn\u2019t like to be on a boat in the middle of the ocean myself, that\u2019s for sure.\u201d he drawled, \u201cBut I reckon that letter sure is interesting.\u201d<\/p>\n Hoss frowned and gave Tom a black look, it seemed to him that Tom was developing an old ladies habit of being too nosey for his own good. He stuffed the mail inside his jacket and hurried outside.<\/p>\n Roy Coffee saw him from the interior of the caf\u00e9 and tapped at the window, beckoned and smiled as Hoss gratefully turned his feet into the direction of the warm building. He looked at Roy and nodded, ordered coffee and one of the thick beef sandwiches Mrs Abieronno made and, rubbing his hands together, was soon seated at the table opposite Roy. \u201cHow\u2019s things, Roy? Enjoying your retirement?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cA bit more than I was,\u201d Roy replied honestly, and he smiled at his companion with twinkling blue eyes, \u201cYou seen Adam today?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSure, he was at the house.\u201d Hoss scratched the back of his neck \u201cAnything going on that I should know about, Roy?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI don\u2019t know, Hoss.\u201d Roy jutted his chin out and raised his eyebrows \u201cWhat do you know about Russians and such?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cRussians? What Russians?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cShush, not so loud.\u201d Roy leaned forward \u201cYour Pa and Adam not mention anything to you then?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNah, nothing.\u201d<\/p>\n Roy shook his head and looked slightly annoyed, then sat upright \u201cWal, in that case I\u2019d best say no more. Jest tell Adam when you see him that we were looking in the wrong places. They weren\u2019t where we thought they were.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThey weren\u2019t?\u201d Hoss thanked the waitress for the food and coffee and looked at Roy, \u201cWhat are we talking about, Roy?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAdam will know what I mean. Jest tell him we\u2019re looking in a different direction which seems more than likely to be the right place.\u201d<\/p>\n Hoss looked confused and narrowed his eyes but the old sheriff was used to these kind of games and stood up, brushed crumbs from his jacket and nodded \u201cSee you soon, Hoss.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYeah, sure.\u201d Hoss frowned and was about to speak when Roy leaned down \u201cYou keep a close eye on that brother of yours, you understand?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cEr – which brother d\u2019you mean, Roy?\u201d he mustered up a weak smile \u201cI got two, remember?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYeah, but I was referring only to the one, your eldest brother.\u201d<\/p>\n Hoss nodded and then shook his head \u201cWhy? What\u2019s going on -\u201d but he was already talking to Roys back as the old man made his way out of the caf\u00e9. The bell over the door tinkled as the door closed.<\/p>\n Chapter 47<\/p>\n By the time Adam returned home the rain had long stopped and been replaced by a chill wind which had enough warmth in it to dry him through, apart from which Mrs Burgess had insisted that he and her husband sat by the fire to discuss business which had taken several hours. He returned home to his family feeling he had achieved some small measure of success and was greeted with Reuben telling him that he had a letter, \u2018from a long way off.\u2019<\/p>\n \u201cWell, that sounds interesting.\u201d Adam replied as he shrugged his coat off and pulled off his boots. He smiled at Olivia as she came to him and offered her cheek for his kiss. \u201cWhere\u2019s Sofia?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m here, I\u2019m here, daddy.\u201d Sofia ran over with an envelope in her hands which she held out to her father. \u201cI looked after it for you, Uncle Hoss broughted it over.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam nodded and looked at the envelope closely. There were certainly plenty of stamps on it, and marks and stains that indicated it had certainly travelled some distance. He rolled his eyes at the looks he was getting from everyone and then said he would open it later which elicited a groan from Reuben.<\/p>\n \u201cAw Pa \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cChores to do first, and then supper.\u201d Adam said with a frown to which Reuben insisted he had already done his chores \u201cWe came home early, Miss Brandon said the rain was too bad and the river would be high, so we were able to leave school and get home earlier. I did my chores right away, and my homework as well.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHmm, very good.\u201d Adam winked and nodded approval and then picked up the envelope again, turned it over in his hands and wondered if it could have come from Grant or some other Government official.<\/p>\n Olivia was back in the kitchen talking to Cheng Ho Lee when her husband sauntered in and joined them, he opened the envelope and frowned as he noticed the address of the sender, he shook his head thoughtfully and sat down \u201cThis is interesting.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWho is it from, or is it what they call \u2018classified\u2019 nowadays?\u201d Olivia asked with a slight touch of sarcasm in her voice.<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019s from Sheik Said el Hassam and his wife, Anna.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat\u2019s a Shake?\u201d Reuben asked.<\/p>\n Adam didn\u2019t answer but was engrossed in reading the letter which was written in excellent English. He read it through twice and then slowly replaced it in its envelope then sat back in his chair and stroked his chin. \u201cWell, now, that\u2019s interesting.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat is?\u201d Olivia asked and then gently pushed Reuben away \u201cLet me set the table, Reuben, don\u2019t crowd so close.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam rubbed his face slowly with long fingers, he was tired, coming from the cold into a warm room after a long days work after a night with little sleep made his eyes feel heavy with weariness. He smiled and caught at her hand \u201cRemember Laurence and Rachel? Well, this letter is from Rachel\u2019s brother in law in Eygpt.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThat far away? \u201c she smiled and paused in her work, clutching some knifes and forks against her as she stared dreamily at nothing while she imagined pyramids and camels.<\/p>\n \u201cYes, that far away.\u201d he laughed \u201cHe\u2019s written to say that it may have seemed that he had forgotten what I had done a while back but he had not, but had been waiting to send me something he knew I would really like by way of a gift.\u201d in saying that he looked at Reuben who had opened his eyes wide as his father had mentioned \u2018a gift\u2019.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat kind of gift, Pa?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt could be anything, these people are very wealthy and it could be a camel, or some parrots, or some -\u201d he laughed at the look on Reuben\u2019s face \u201cWhat would you like it to be , Reuben?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cA monkey.\u201d the boy replied right away and laughed with excitement \u201cThat would be such fun, a real monkey.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMmm, I don\u2019t know about that, what do you think, Ma? Don\u2019t you think we have monkeys enough in this house already?\u201d<\/p>\n Olivia laughed and tweaked Reuben\u2019s nose and told him to hurry up and get ready for supper. Sofia, who had been sitting very quietly at the far end of the table looked at her father and mother thoughtfully \u201cI don\u2019t want it to be a monkey.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSomehow, I didn\u2019t think you would.\u201d Adam replied seriously.<\/p>\n But she just shook her head and said nothing, gave Adam a smile and sat there waiting patiently for her brother to return.<\/p>\n \u201cWhen will it be arriving, Adam?\u201d Olivia asked as she set down a vase of flowers on the table. Like Hester she enjoyed seeing pretty things around her.<\/p>\n \u201cI don\u2019t know that, either, Livvy. El Hassim said a lot in his letter without telling me anything .\u201d he smiled and then looked at Sofia who smiled at him, \u201cAre you alright, sweetheart?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, daddy. I was thinking how Egypt was where they got that baby in the basket when it was in the bulrushes.\u201d she frowned, \u201cI don\u2019t think that was a nice place to put a baby, was it?\u201d Dimitri Doestov felt claustrophobic. The house they were staying in was, in some ways, worse than the cabin on the ship. To be sure it was a reasonably good sized house but it was foreign and he felt uncomfortable out of his own environment.<\/p>\n It seemed strange to him to be feeling this way after all he had been a man immersed in secrets and well travelled as a result. He had stayed in the foulest of hotels, and out of the way places and not felt like this, as though he were trapped with no where to go.<\/p>\n The rain lashed the windows and outside it was grey, everywhere was grey. He tried to avoid Lebedev as much as possible but that became more difficult as the day passed for the Count seemed to be deliberately seeking him out and trying to draw him into conversation.<\/p>\n \u201cTell me, Dimitri, about the Alaskan adventure.\u201d Vlad asked some time after they had eaten the mid day meal and their host had departed for his place of employment.<\/p>\n \u201cIt was not an adventure, it was a tragedy.\u201d Dimitri replied glumly and reached for his cigarettes.<\/p>\n \u201cA tragedy, yes, I suppose it would have to have been seeing how my brother died so – so bravely.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYour brother – ?\u201d Dimitri shrugged, \u201cHe was a man driven by self glory, what is the word for it? Egotistical ? You may not know it, Vlad, but at times I thought he was mad.\u201d he exhaled smoke and half closed his eyes to see through the veil it created, the other man laughed, a cold mirthless laugh.<\/p>\n \u201cIt was always suspected that he was, he had a cruel streak in him, I know that well enough.\u201d the Count reached out for a book that he had been reading for time hung heavily on his hands also, and he needed distractions too. \u201cDid you like him?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo.\u201d Dimitri turned away and stared out of the window, he could see Sun Mountain covered in mist far away, obscured by the rain and cloud.<\/p>\n \u201cYou admired him, perhaps?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNot at all, there was nothing to admire in a man like your brother.\u201d Dimitri replied, and turned to face his companion, \u201cI might as well speak honestly to you, there are enough lies and secrecy in our business, that it is better to be honest when the chance comes along.\u201d<\/p>\n Vlad shrugged \u201cWell, it doesn\u2019t hurt to know what you think about Alexei. Do you think he really did kill all those people in that village with Irena?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI would not doubt it for a moment.\u201d Dimitri replied and then shrugged \u201cBut why ask these questions now? We\u2019re here, and it is your determination to remove from the face of this earth anyone involved with your brothers death, is that not so?\u201d<\/p>\n Vlad shrugged \u201cYes, but also because what Gorchakov has ordered must be done.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe\u2019s an old man, he won\u2019t be head of State for much longer, Vlad.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThat is irrelevant. The fact remains that he is what he is now. \u201c Vladamir scowled and stood up, he now walked to the window and stared out \u201cI was sorry about O\u2019Brien and his family, I wish that could have been avoided. I liked them, I felt they were happy, I – I do regret that they had to die.\u201d<\/p>\n Dimitri frowned, this was an unusual statement for Lebedev to make and he stared at the man who was standing by the window. He waited a moment for him to continue speaking but Vladamir seemed to have realised he had said something that revealed a vulnerable chink in his armour for he suddenly stood straighter and raised his chin \u201cThe rain has stopped. I am going to see what this Ponderosa looks like\u2026 are you coming?\u201d<\/p>\n Doestov stubbed out his cigarette and nodded, he knew that their host good horses ready for their use and waiting in the stables. Curiosity to see this great Ponderosa niggled at him, what he had seen previously when he had gone to the house of the Commodore some weeks earlier had been fleeting, but beautiful, sufficiently so to arouse a desire to see more. Clem Foster pushed open the door to Roy\u2019s house and nodded as the ex-sheriff stepped aside for the deputy to enter. \u201cAny news?\u201d Roy asked as he led the way into the parlour.<\/p>\n \u201cNo trace of them. What about you?\u201d Clem removed his hat and stood with it clutched against his chest as he looked around the room. He could see Rachel\u2019s influence in that it was cleaner and neater and far tidier, but there was still enough of Roy\u2019s personality there to make it the kind of room a man could sink into and relax in.<\/p>\n \u201cI thought of something yesterday when I was in the Mercantile. Mrs Anderson came in and ordered extra food, staples, the kind of thing you\u2019d expect a woman to have plenty of and when I asked her if she was expecting visitors she went rather quiet and tight lipped.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMrs Anderson?\u201d Clem frowned, \u201cYou suspect her of harbouring these men?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNot exactly, Clem.\u201d Roy pursed his lip and frowned, his eyebrows and moustache bristling as a result, \u201cBut her husband could be, she would just think they were bona fide guests of her husband.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhy\u2019d she go quiet then?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cProbably because her husband told her not to mention anything to anyone about them.\u201d Roy sighed and shook his head, \u201cWhat do you know about Anderson?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAnderson -?\u201d Clem rubbed his chin as thought it would have the same effect as Aladdin had on the brass lamp, except that instead of a genie there would be some idea of what was going on \u201cI know he was a seaman for many years, only moved here about two years ago.\u201d<\/p>\n Roy nodded \u201cI know, not much to go on but see if you can find out anything.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI know they\u2019re wealthy, got a big house up on the hill overlooking town.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSo where did he get his money from?\u201d Roy stood up and walked to the window to watch as people came and went on their daily errands. \u201cI\u2019ll do what I can here.\u201d<\/p>\n Clem nodded, he would have appreciated some hospitality because his feet ached from all the walking about he had done that day. He turned to leave \u201cSeems we\u2019re getting more reports of petty thieving going on in town. Even Armitage has had to leave the office to go and see folk about it.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDidn\u2019t you say that the money you\u2019d taken from those men who attacked Candy had been taken from the sheriff\u2019s office?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cS\u2019right, all of it, and the drawer wasn\u2019t even broken open.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHmm,\u201d Roy nodded \u201cWell, that\u2019s interesting, don\u2019t you think?\u201d Dan deQuille strode over to his office and opened the door with his head full of words. He had seen something that intrigued him and he felt the creative juices inside him churning over as he considered how it would write it for the citizens of Virginia City to digest and enjoy. He sat down at his desk and was about to pick up a pen in order to commence writing when he noticed that the drawers in the desk were all open and that paper was strewn everywhere.<\/p>\n Carefully and in slow motion, as though doing it at normal speed may cause him to miss something, he checked all the drawers, rummaged about inside them, and then closed them one by one. Some money that was loose in the top drawer was missing. He tried to remember just how much there would have been as he rose to his feet and checked the petty cash tin which was empty.<\/p>\n \u201cSachs?\u201d<\/p>\n The copywriter lumbered into the office, a big man with a sharp mind and good eye for words he nodded \u201cWhat\u2019s wrong?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAnyone been in the office today, apart from the usual?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDon\u2019t know who you would consider the usual, Dan.\u201d Sachs replied wiping the ink from his hands onto a dirty rag.<\/p>\n \u201cWell, anyone here that you wouldn\u2019t normally see?\u201d<\/p>\n Sachs shook his head, \u201cNo, but I\u2019ll ask in the print room.\u201d<\/p>\n Dan frowned, and turned to view the room once again. It remained as secretive as previously, only the open drawers in the desks could tell him anything and the only thing they indicated was that there had been a theft right from under his nose..<\/p>\n Chapter 48<\/p>\n The two horsemen went, seemingly unnoticed, from their hosts home and rode at a leisurely pace from the town and out into the open countryside. Anderson had been considerate enough to draw a sketch of a map, rough but accurate, as to where the borders of the Ponderosa began so they were able to ride with confidence on the Cartwright property. Once he felt sure that he was across the border Lebedev put his horse into a fast canter which forced Dimitri to do likewise.<\/p>\n Both men were expert horsemen. Descended from a race of people who were the Russian equivalent to the plains Indians, and wealthy enough to ride only the best of horses, Lebedev and Dimitri found the ride through the Ponderosa both energising and pleasant. Had it not b een for the purpose of reconnaissance with regard to their assignment Dimitri would have found the whole thing truly enjoyable and liberating.<\/p>\n He deliberately held back from taking the lead and riding ahead of his companion. For some reason he felt safer not having his back exposed to Lebedev so when he finally slowed his horse and drew it to a halt Dimitri felt a twinge of anxiety, almost bordering on panic as he noticed, when the other man turned to look at him, something in his eyes, the way he held his head and firmed his lips that sent his pulses racing signals to be his brain to be wary.<\/p>\n \u201cThis is as good a place as any I think\u2026\u201d Lebedev said brusquely<\/p>\n \u201cFor what?\u201d Dimitri immediately asked as he remained in his saddle.<\/p>\n \u201cTo talk.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cTalk? About what? Haven\u2019t we done enough talking already? Isn\u2019t this now the time we should be doing something about what we were actually sent here to do?\u201d<\/p>\n Lebedev shrugged, a slight sneer could have been mistaken for a smile, \u201cReally? And so what have we been sent here to do, Dimitri?\u201d he raised an eyebrow and slowly dismounted, \u201cCome, dismount.\u201d<\/p>\n Dimitri was loath to do so, instinct screamed in his head to just turn the horse around and make a dash from the vicinity, but at the same time he knew that to do so would cause more problems that could not be explained. At least, if he kept a cool head and did not allow his waspish tongue to run ahead of him, he may well be able to bluff his way through the coming interview. He slowly dismounted and walked past Lebedev to lead his horse next to the other mount.<\/p>\n It was cold and he shivered but hid the fact by drawing up the fur collar of his coat, he looked around him and shrugged \u201cWe are not near the ranch house yet?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cReally? \u201c Lebedev looked surprised and glanced about him as though he expected a path to appear before him that would lead to the properties \u201cAnd where exactly would they be?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cObviously there are no buildings nearby, Vlad. I see no smoke from the chimneys, no obvious track or road leading anywhere. Here we are in a copse of trees with barely a visible track in sight.\u201d he shrugged as though dismissing the other man\u2019s vagaries as irrelevant and a waste of t heir time.<\/p>\n Lebedev nodded \u201cThat is true, Dimitri, but it is better this way I think\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBetter? In what way do you mean?\u201d<\/p>\n Vladamir looked at his companion with his steel blue eyes as cold and as fathomless as his brothers grave. His lips were a long thin compresses line, a gash in the long saturnine features of his sallow face. \u201cYou recall, earlier, that you said Gorchakov is an old man now?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, I did, and he is \u2026\u201d Dimitri nodded and fumbled in his pocket for his silver cigarette case, failed to find it and scowled slightly before he decided to grope around in his other pocket.<\/p>\n \u201cOld, but not stupid.\u201d Vladamir sighed and watched as though amused by Dimitri\u2019s fumblings.<\/p>\n \u201cI agree\u201d Dimitri replied and shook his head \u201cCurses, I have left my cigarettes at the house.\u201d<\/p>\n Lebedev said nothing to that but leaned against a tree with his hands in the pockets of his long leather fur lined coat. Eventually he said \u201cAll those minions he employs to work for him, all of them watching one another, reporting back to someone who reports back to someone else\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, yes, but what has this to do with anything? With the commodore?\u201d Dimitri scowled, and looked more closely at his companion.<\/p>\n \u201cIt is funny really,\u201d Lebedev said with a laugh that didn\u2019t sound at all funny, \u201cGorchakov is so suspicious and distrustful of everyone that he engages people merely for the sake of getting them to watch what others do, and then of course he has to get others to watch them as well.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI know all about that, but I don\u2019t see where this is leading, Vlad.\u201d Dimitri shrugged and tried to keep his face as blank as possible while his eyes remained fixed upon his companion.<\/p>\n \u201cDon\u2019t you? Now come, Dimitri, were you not told by Gorchakov\u2019s aide to keep close watch on me and Alexander Milyutin? I am sure that you have, somewhere in your cabin, a notebook full of all that we have done since leaving Russia.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNonsense\u201d Dimitri\u2019s scowl deepened and he shook his head.<\/p>\n \u201cThe stupid thing is that Gorchakov gave Alexander the same instructions, he was to watch everything that you and I did, note it down and report back. It\u2019ll make interesting reading for some minion back home, won\u2019t it?\u201d<\/p>\n Dimitri shrugged and made a move as though to reach for the horse\u2019s reins and lead it away in order to remount. Lebedev\u2019s voice curtly told him to stop, he had more to say yet. \u201cI am like Gorchakov.\u201d he said quietly as he stretched out his legs, \u201cI have a suspicious nature – well, with a brother like Alexei it paid to have such for survival, you understand? So, when you disappeared from the \u2018Batory\u2019 I was not surprised, I had already cautioned Sergei to watch you, especially should you appear in Virginia City.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI was following orders from Gorchakov, what else was I supposed to do? I had no reason to inform you of what reason I was doing anything, Vlad.\u201d Dimitri shook his head, how he would have enjoyed a cigarette now, he scowled more darkly as a result of the thought.<\/p>\n \u201cThat hardly matters, what does matter is what Sergei managed to report back to me befor e his unfortunate death.\u201d<\/p>\n The two men stared at one another, a contest of wills, a combat of intellects. Niether wanting to give way to the other, finally Dimitri shrugged \u201cProceed.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou, Dimitri Doestov, are a traitor. I suspected as much during the journey. Confirmed it when I saw your face the first time you realised the Commodore was on board that ship as we passed it, constantly you betrayed yourself when he was mentioned.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou forget he saved my life, not only my life but also Sergei\u2019s and eleven other Russians. He also saved my life in Eygpt.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cEnough of your excuses. You are Russian. You have an assignment and should follow it through to the letter. Sergei did, he could have made the same excuse but did not, because he was a man who obeyed his superiors.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cGood, so where did it get him. He\u2019s dead..\u201d Dimitri spat with a contemptuous curl of the lip \u201cI have done nothing of which to be ashamed. I have not betrayed my country. I Lebdev merely shrugged \u201cTrue enough. But when we see the Commodore and have him in the sights of our guns, can I trust you to fire? Tell me, who would you kill? Him – or me?\u201d Hoss Cartwright was riding through the copse of trees when he heard the gunshots. For a moment he paused and raised his head to wait for the third one, indicating that there was someone in distress and in need of help. He turned to Ezra who was riding alongside him \u201cDid you hear them shots?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cTwo – so far – and close together.\u201d Ezra nodded<\/p>\n \u201cA revolver by the sound of it.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThat\u2019s what I thought too.\u201d Ezra narrowed his eyes and turned his head in the direction of the gunfire \u201cCame from over there?\u201d Dimitri was aware of a gathering darkening all around him. He was incapable of movement, his arms and legs and fingers seemed detached from his body, from the promptings of his brain; he could feel a pain that had followed the two thuds in his chest from the bullets Lebedev had fired at him.<\/p>\n He sighed and closed his eyes as weariness enveloped him. He had done everything wrong, everything. He should never have taken on this assignment, never. He felt as though his breathing was becoming ever more laboured, there was a bubbling feeling in his lungs and he felt suffocated\u2026<\/p>\n The sound of horses transmitted itself to the injured man through the ground, like the beat of drums upon the hard packed earth. He sighed, Lebedev no doubt returned to make sure he had finished the job, such a shame, such a waste. Bridget O\u2019Flannery drew the horses pulling the buggy to a halt as the two horsemen appeared from the edge of the copse and onto the road. She looked from one to the other of them and waited as Hoss approached her with a concerned look on his face while Ezra seemed to be supporting a dead man in his arms, a man who sagged in the saddle like a sack of flour and which Ezra was finding hard to keep a grip on.<\/p>\n \u201cMa\u2019am, we need your help.\u201d Hoss had removed his hat, from her position on the wagonseat Bridie could see the bald head, the scar from a bullet wound, a few strands of blond hair, she nodded as though trying to hurry him through with his request \u201cWe\u2019ve an injured man here, I\u2019m taking him to the Ponderosa, reckon you could go get Paul or Jim to see to him?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019ll do that, Hoss.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBest you hurry along, Ma\u2019am, he\u2019s bleeding like a pig, if\u2019n you\u2019ll excuse the expression.\u201d<\/p>\n She smiled tightly and nodded, flicked the reins and was soon trundling at a faster pace down the road while Ezra and Hoss continued on their way to the main house of the Ponderosa. Paul Martin was about to close the door behind him when it was pushed open, with the result that he was practically propelled forwards and into his desk. He took a deep breath and turned with the intention of telling the person just what he thought about anyone who had could be so inconsiderate as to not knock before entering and thereby cause him such an embarrassment. His words were never uttered when he found himself confronted by Bridget O\u2019Flannery<\/p>\n Bridget had never boasted about her looks, not even when she was a girl. She had been told too often that vanity was a major sin in her parents eyes and as far as her brothers were concerned she was barely given any consideration at all. She kept herself modestly dressed, clean and developed her skills because she was resourceful, intelligent and had an instinct for making the right decisions at the right time. Had she been constantly told how attractive she was, how lovely she would become she would probably never have accomplished half that she had done in her life.<\/p>\n Paul Martin was an elderly man who had denied himself marriage because his life was crammed full of all the distresses, ills and turmoils of so many other lives. There had just never been time to settle down and if he missed such intimacies he never dwelt on such, nor allowed any negative thoughts to weigh him down at all. There was too much to do, too many sick and ill needing attention to waste what precious little time he felt he still had on God\u2019s earth.<\/p>\n They regarded one another steadily before Paul said \u201cWell? What can I do for you?\u201d<\/p>\n Bridie was aware that her hat \u2013 the best one she possessed and recently purchased \u2013 had tilted slightly over her left eye, and that her hair had become loose, she could feel it trailing down her back. She shook her head \u201cI\u2019m sorry, Dr Martin\u2026 Hoss asked me to get you, it\u2019s urgent.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat\u2019s wrong? \u201c Paul demanded immediately as he reached for his medical bag.<\/p>\n \u201cThey found an injured man\u2026 from what I could see shot, bleeding profusely, from the chest. I don\u2019t reckon much on his chances, particularly the way he was being lugged about by that tom fool Ezra.\u201d<\/p>\n Paul looked at her briefly as he now clamped his hat upon his head \u201cYou\u2019re Joe Cartwright\u2019s housekeeper aren\u2019t you? If I recall right \u2013\u201c he gently pushed her out of the surgery so that he could close the door behind him, \u201cyou delivered his son during the blizzards this past winter\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThat\u2019s true enough.\u201d Bridie nodded and watched the doctor stride towards a buggy, unharnessed, no horse in sight. \u201cI think perhaps you would be overlong getting your rig ready for the journey, Dr Martin. Maybe you should just get up here with me and I\u2019ll take you there.\u201d<\/p>\n He dithered, nodded as he saw the sense of what she had said and clambered up beside her. Hugging tightly to his medical bag Paul Martin prepared himself for the journey ahead. Clem Foster detached himself from the shadows and mounted his horse. It took him very little time to reach Roys house only to find Rachel at home and Roy absent. With a sigh he passed her a slip of paper which read \u201cTwo rode out, only one returned.\u201d<\/p>\n Chapter 49<\/p>\n The Russian was totally unaware of being carried into the main house of the Ponderosa; of the way Hop Sing had hurried up the stairs to prepare the bed and then ran down to get hot water and bandages ready. Hester was not at the house as it was the day she usually would visit her cousin Ann, taking the children with her. Ben was also absent but Hoss gave no time towards wondering where his father could be, he knew the wounded man was dying and the only thing he did stop to ponder on was how the man was still alive.<\/p>\n Hop Sing stripped the man of his clothing with a gentleness and care that had come from many years of treating the injured men who had, at times, had only him to rely upon for medical aid. Hoss looked down at the bullet holes and then looked at Hop Sing, he shook his head \u201cReckon it was a waste of time getting the doc to come out of town to check out a dead body, don\u2019t you, Hop Sing?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHim not dead yet, Hop Sing clean wound, get ready for Dr Paul.\u201d whether he was offended by Hoss\u2019 remark which rather dismissed his own expertise Hop Sing gave not the least indication. He began to busy himself in cleaning the man\u2019s body as carefully as if it had been one of the Cartwrights, not only from the blood but from the dirt and mud that had splattered Doestov as he had fallen. \u201cMan very rich man. Not robbed. Still have fat wallet and rings on fingers.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYeah, odd that, can\u2019t see why anyone would want to shoot a total stranger on the Ponderosa for no reason.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe shot for reason, only you not know what reason is \u2026 \u201c Hop Sing replied as he dipped the cloth back into the darkening water in the bowl. \u201cPerhap you get sheriff too?\u201d<\/p>\n Hoss sighed and then frowned, \u201cShucks, didn\u2019t think to do that.\u201d he walked over to the window at the sound of a horse \u201cPa\u2019s just arrived. He ain\u2019t going to be too pleased at finding blood all over the place. I\u2019ll leave this to you, Hop Sing, and go explain things to Pa.\u201d<\/p>\n Hop Sing said nothing to that as he thought his task more important than answering a lot of tom fool questions. He heard Hoss descending the stairs but even that was muted and distant to his hearing.<\/p>\n Ben was unbuckling his gun belt when Hoss came downstairs, the relief on his face when he saw his son was more than obvious yet he felt compelled to ask \u201cI saw blood stains in the yard, Hoss, are you alright?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSure, Pa, I\u2019m fine, we found someone shot some miles away. Two bullets in the chest. I got a doctor sent fer, but Hop Sings cleaning him up now. I have to admit he\u2019s made pretty tough, I thought fer sure he would be dead before we got home, but he\u2019s hanging on in there.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAnyone we know?\u201d Ben\u2019s dark eyes look ed thoughtful as he placed his hat on the peg and began to pull off his coat.<\/p>\n \u201cNo, sir, a stranger to me, never saw him before in my life.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThen why is he on the Ponderosa? \u201c Ben frowned and shook his head, \u201cWhere\u2019s Hester?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAt Ann and Candy\u2019s.\u201d Hoss replied with his eyes on his father\u2019s face and his own brain ticking over on various things he could recall being mentioned \u201cPa, do you know anything about any Russians?\u201d<\/p>\n Ben\u2019s dark eyes went darker \u201cWhy\u2019d you ask?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWal, Roy mentioned \u2018em, didn\u2019t have any idea what he was talking about, and when he realised that he just told me to keep an eye on Adam. You don\u2019t reckon that this here stranger could be one of them, do you?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOne of – ?\u201d Ben paused, opened his mouth and shut it again, he cleared his throat, \u201cI don\u2019t know, Hoss. Has he said anything at all?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWho?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThe man you brought here? Has he spoken at all?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh – no – not a word. Sorry ,Pa, I thought you meant had Adam spoken to me, fact is, seems to me, no one\u2019s spoken to me about Russians except Roy and -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI think I\u2019ll go and see this gentleman, Hoss. See if he\u2019s conscious enough to say anything at all. Leastways that\u2019s one way we have of finding out.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cFinding out what Pa?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhether he\u2019s a Russian or not.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh yeah\u2026\u201d Hoss nodded and thoughtfully followed his father up the stairs to the injured man\u2019s room.<\/p>\n Hop Sing glanced up and nodded as Ben approached the bed \u201cMan still not conscious. May be dying.\u201d<\/p>\n Ben put his hand to the mans throat and felt for the pulse, there was one still beating but it was shallow and fast, it reminded him of a bird he had once caught and held in his hands for the moments before releasing it, life was so fragile and it seemed as though this one was slipping away despite the mans determination to hold onto to it.<\/p>\n Dimitri Doestov slowly opened his eyes and looked up at the face that was leaning down towards him. For a moment he stared into the black eyes only, thought that he had never seen a man with such dark eyes and then slowly registered other features, the white hair, the concerned gentleness of the face. He wanted to talk, to say something, but the words remained stuck in his head, unable to pass through his lips which he opened and then closed. He raised his arm slowly, it took an extreme effort of will to do just that, as though he was dragging the limb through quicksand, his fingers were clenched and the effort to loosen them was too much. His e yes closed as his arm fell heavily back upon the bed. Vladamir Lebedev carefully checked his weapons. The thoroughness with which he performed this task was clear evidence that he knew his way around them intimately. His profession as a very highly skilled and professional assassin had been utilised to the full by Gorchakov and his various departments over the years. Always clandestine, always discreet not even Vladamir\u2019s closest relatives knew that he augmented his family\u2019s wealth by large payments made to him by the Russian Government.<\/p>\n As he carefully packed away his clothes he thought over various tasks he had undertaken over the years. Even before Alexei had met his unfortunate end his brother had been employed in this murderous employ, not that Alexei ever knew about it, for Vlad kept the matter concealed in order for Alexei not to use it to his own advantage.<\/p>\n The clothing now packed away and stowed in a cupboard Vladamir once again turned his attention to the weapons he had brought with him for this particular task. He picked up a rifle and balanced it in his hands, placed the stock to his shoulder and squinted down the barrel. With only a flicker of a smile to his lips he nodded with pleasure, the rifle was perfectly balanced, there couldn\u2019t be a finer weapon anywhere this side of Russia.<\/p>\n Janus Anderson looked up at the stairs at the sound of footsteps and watched as the tall Russian made his descent. The outer clothing was a clear indication that the man was about to leave, the case in his hand too slim to be full of clothes and he looked at his house guest with a slightly baffled expression on his face \u201cIs everything in order, Excellency?\u201d<\/p>\n He spoke fluently in Russian, to which Lebedev replied in the same language that all was well, but it was time for him to leave. \u201cIf anyone comes asking questions you must tell them nothing, only what has been agreed upon, you understand ?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOf course, of course.\u201d Janus replied with a vague shrug of the shoulders, \u201cBut why should anyone come to ask questions?\u201d<\/p>\n Lebedev merely shrugged his shoulders and buttoned up the heavy fur lined coat that he favoured wearing. \u201cI shall get your horse back to you, Janus.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cPouf, a horse, what does a horse matter hereabouts\u2026 take it, willingly, keep it. Anything for the sake of Mother Russia.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou are a good patriot.\u201d Lebedev smiled coldly, there was no warmth in his eyes, his mind was already set on the chase, on the hunt, to be bothered with incidentals like this man, or a horse.<\/p>\n \u201cAnd Count Doestov? When will he return?\u201d<\/p>\n Lebedev shook his head \u201cHe will not be back. I have left his horse in the stable. Ask no more questions, Janus.\u201d<\/p>\n The two men exchanged looks that seemed to answer any further things that Janus may have wished to ask, he merely nodded and stepped aside to let the other man open a side door to the house and disappear into the trees beyond.<\/p>\n Mrs Anderson came from another room and looked around the hall before she glanced at her husband \u201cHas he gone?\u201d<\/p>\n Her voice was a whisper and when Janus nodded she seemed to relax and even allowed a smile to grace her rather plain features \u201cI am glad, he made me nervous.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cJust forget about him, my dear, put him out of your mind completely. He is gone and won\u2019t be returning.\u201d<\/p>\n Janus put his hand on her shoulder and led her into the warm sitting room. He wished that he could have told her the truth, about himself, his background, but fear of losing her and the comforts she had brought into his life kept him from disclosing anything about his past, about the reason why they lived in Virginia City and why, at times, he told her to say nothing about the few things he did disclose to her.<\/p>\n Clem Foster listened intently to what Armitage was telling him. It made him seethe to hear the other man giving him orders about matters over which Clem had been overseeing for years. If anyone had asked him why he remained there, working as a deputy under such an inept sheriff, he would have told them it was because he was thinking of his long term future. It just seemed that at the way things were moving now, he couldn\u2019t see his future being long term at all.<\/p>\n Roy Coffee sat by his fire staring into the flames and wondering what exactly was going on in Adam\u2019s life for this particular search to be so important. What he had told him first off seemed to be indistinct now, a fudged picture of something much bigger. He sighed and tugged his moustache, it bothered him that Hoss hadn\u2019t known anything about what was going on, it bothered him very much indeed.<\/p>\n Joe Cartwright dismounted wearily and led his horse into the stable, into his stall. After he had seen to the animal he walked to the house and stepped inside, removed his coat, hat and gun belt and then approached the fire. It was good to feel the warmth and he stood there some moments before realising how quiet everything was even though he was quite sure he had made sufficient noise to herald his arrival.<\/p>\n \u201cMary Ann?\u201d his voice seemed to hang in the air for some seconds and he was about to repeat his wife\u2019s name when she appeared from the kitchen \u201cI thought everyone was out, it was so quiet here.\u201d he smiled warmly at her and took hold of her hands in his own, \u201cYou\u2019ve flour on your nose.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh -\u201d she blushed a little and gave a laugh as though it barely mattered really, she leaned forward and kissed him \u201cI got home from Ann\u2019s and Bridie wasn\u2019t here. She left a note to say she had gone into town for some necessary items.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhich doesn\u2019t explain why you have flour on your nose, pretty though it is \u2026\u201d he laughed then, gently, and kissed her again.<\/p>\n \u201cShe had left everything out ready to make a pie, and as I could see time tickiing along I thought I had best get it ready for when you came home.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAnd is it ready?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI just now put it in the oven.\u201d she said and turned to go back into the kitchen \u201cDaniel is asleep, thankfully, otherwise I would never have been able to get on. Come, I\u2019ve coffee waiting for you.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019s not like Bridie to disappear like this, is it?\u201d Joe frowned, and tried to recall to mind other times when Bridget O\u2019Flannery had not been in the kitchen at this time of the day.<\/p>\n \u201cNo, it isn\u2019t and I\u2019m rather worried about her.\u201d Mary Ann sighed and picked up the coffee pot and filled their cups, \u201cShe\u2019s always so careful and conscientious.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDo you think she may have had an accident? Should I go and send someone to find her?\u201d<\/p>\n Mary Ann was about to reply when the door opened and Bridie walked in looking rather flushed of face and her hair certainly not as neat as when she had left the house. She looked at them both and gave, what she hoped, was a confident smile.<\/p>\n \u201cAre you alright, Bridie?\u201d Mary Ann asked immediately while Joe pulled out a chair for Bridie to sit upon and pushed over his untouched coffee which she picked up and gulped down with a relish that was testimony to her current state of mind.<\/p>\n \u201cMy goodness,\u201d she exclaimed and released her breath in a rush as she leaned back into the chair \u201cand I never even got inside one store for any single thing. \u201c<\/p>\n \u201cWhat\u2019s happened?\u201d Mary Ann asked with her face going slightly pale and her grey eyes widening.<\/p>\n \u201cAre you sure you\u2019re alright, Bridie?\u201d Joe leaned forwards to peer into the older womans face as though to ensure that she was really safe and sound in their kitchen.<\/p>\n \u201cYes, yes, I\u2019m alright. I just had to drive the rig faster than usual to make sure I got to your Pa\u2019s place before he died.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWHAT\u201d Joe leaped off his chair and felt the colour drain away, \u201cPa? What\u2019s happened \u2026 oh no \u2026 no\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, no,\u201d Bridie flapped a hand up and down in an effort to calm the young man \u201cNo, not your Pa, the man who got shot.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat man?\u201d Joe demanded now in a rather angrier than usual voice as he felt rather embarrassed by his earlier emotional display \u201cWhat are you talking about, Bridie?\u201d<\/p>\n Bridie nodded, waved a hand as though to explain that she needed to catch her breath – which hadn\u2019t affected her at all when she downed Joe\u2019s coffee – and then said \u201cHoss asked me to get Dr Martin because he found a dead man – I mean – a near dead man some miles from here. A stranger seemingly, with two bullets in the chest and bleeding profusely.\u201d she settled more comfortably into the chair \u201cI collected Dr Martin and brought him to the Ponderosa, hopefully in time for the poor man to be saved. I had hoped to get some necessities but I\u2019m afraid there was no time.\u201d<\/p>\n Mary Ann nodded as though she completely understood, which she did, and Joe shook his head \u201cWhy didn\u2019t Paul come in his own rig?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe hadn\u2019t got the horse harnessed or anything, and if I\u2019d left him to mess around doing that then it would be losing time. That poor man was near dying, I so swear, and I just hope that we managed to get there in time.\u201d Bridie now heaved herself to her feet and began to untie her bonnet \u201cThankfully it had stopped raining.\u201d and with a sigh she cast the bonnet onto the table \u201cBut even so, I think that ride ruined my hat.\u201d<\/p>\n Chapter 50<\/p>\n Ruby Dexter sat down at the table and pulled off her shoes. She leaned down to massage her feet, one foot at a time. A job in a saloon was hard on the feet, walking around the tables, standing behind the men and just parading around. She sighed with contentment when Lizzie came and joined her, placing a large cup of coffee on the table. \u201cDrink up, Ruby, this will keep you going for the evening shift,\u201d Lizzie smiled and sat down, sipping her own coffee slowly, \u201cPappy sure knows how to make a good pot of coffee, my ma taught him how to make it years back in Georgia.\u201d<\/p>\n Ruby nodded and smiled, it was refreshing and strong, it hit her throat and eased the ache in it. She looked around at the saloon doors as they opened and sighed with annoyance when several cowboys strolled in and looked over at them.<\/p>\n \u201cIsn\u2019t that typical, the one change a gal gets to rest up and in they troop,\u201d she grumbled.<\/p>\n \u201cit\u2019s the weather,\u201d Lizzie said without stirring, \u201cPappy always says they will keep coming in when its raining.\u201d<\/p>\n They stopped talking as a tall young man approached them, smiling pleasantly. He asked them politely if they would mind if he could join them. The girls looked at one another and Lizzie shuffled her shoes back on which was a little more difficult than taking them off because her feet had become a little bit swollen.<\/p>\n \u201cI just wanted to talk,\u201d the young man said as he sat down and beckoned over for one beer.<\/p>\n Lizzie narrowed her eyes \u201cAre you old enough to drink beer?\u201d<\/p>\n Ruby now turned her attention to the youth and frowned \u201cYou\u2019ve been in here before haven\u2019t you?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI have,\u201d the young man nodded, and sat down, \u201cAnd I had a beer every time. \u201c<\/p>\n The girls exchanged a glance and Lizzie shrugged, \u201cAlright then, but you can keep your own company, I\u2019ve work to do.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI did say I just came in here to talk.\u201d the youth replied the colour in his cheeks rising now, \u201cLook, I\u2019ve money, I can pay for anything you may want to drink \u2026 even coffee.\u201d he smirked as he nodded over to the two cups still half full on the table.<\/p>\n Lizzie sighed and looked at Ruby who shrugged and flounced off to attend to the cowboys who had settled in a corner with their drinks, \u201cSo? What do you want to talk about, kid?\u201d Lizzie asked, looking at her coffee and wondering if she could continue to drink it.<\/p>\n Charley came and set down the glass of beer in front of the youth and gave Lizzie a scowl and then collected the coffee cups which he removed, a clear indication that her break was over, time to get back to work. The youth was not bad looking, a little bit scruffy but well dressed. His hair looked rather wild but he had handsome eyes and a generous smile, perhaps the acne spoiled his looks rather but she thought that given a few more years he would fill out and look one of the best men in town. She glanced down at his feet and noticed that the shoes he wore were well made, leather, and gleamed. He laughed making her look up sharply the feather in her hair ruffled in the breeze caused by her movement. \u201cDo you always look at a mans boots before getting into conversation? Ain\u2019t very polite you know.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI just thought they sure had a good shine on them, haven\u2019t seen many cowboys boots or shoes shine like that for a long time. You must be one very particular person.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh I am. I like things to look smart and clean. I can afford it too, you know. Oh and I ain\u2019t no cowboy either.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo? Then what are you?\u201d she looked him up and down \u201cApart from being just out of school? Or perhaps you should still be in school? Does Miss Brandon know you\u2019re out and in here?\u201d<\/p>\n He scowled then, the handsome eyes darkened and the mouth went tight \u201cI don\u2019t go to no school. I\u2019m old enough to look after myself now, and don\u2019t need no mollycoddling old fools to look after me.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh yeah, I suppose you\u2019re up every night polishing your own boots, is that it?\u201d Lizzie laughed but the sound trickled away as he grabbed at her wrist and squeezed it tight, then took hold of her little finger and bent it down into her palm, the pain was enough to make her go pale and gasp \u201cLeave me alone, I was only teasing.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell, I don\u2019t like being teased.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, no, of course not \u2026 I\u2019m sorry.\u201d the pain went on, she could feel tears coming to her eyes and then he released her, nodded as though satisfied that she had suffered enough, and leaned back in his chair. She rubbed her hand and looked at him, looked over at Charley who was serving Dan deQuille and in deep conversation with him, \u201cWell, what did you want to talk about?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThe Cartwrights. You know them, don\u2019t you?\u201d he asked cautiously, and frowned when she looked warily back at him, \u201cIt\u2019s not that I\u2019m prying -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat would you call it then?\u201d she asked perhaps too quickly because he leaned forwards as though to make a grab at her hand \u201cWell, what do you want to know about the Cartwrights? Apart from the fact that they\u2019ve been here since before the town was built you could ask anybody -.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m asking you.\u201d he interrupted and began to drink the beer, slowly, as though he didn\u2019t even like the taste of it.<\/p>\n Dan deQuille passed their table and nodded at Lizzie, glanced at the boy \u201cWhat are you doing here, Edward? Haven\u2019t you work to do?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSure, Mr deQuille, I\u2019ll get back to it right away.\u201d he nodded and watched as Dan took his seat at the gaming table where several men were playing an intense game of poker.<\/p>\n \u201cSo you work for the newspaper?\u201d Lizzie said, \u201cHow long have you been here anyway?\u201d and when he sarcastically looked over at the clock she added \u201cNot here, I meant in town?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSome months.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSome months? Then you\u2019ll have got to know all about the Cartwrights in that time, you don\u2019t need me to answer any questions about them.\u201d she pushed herself away from the table and after giving him a dark glare from under her eyelashes hurried away in a flurry of red and black skirts.<\/p>\n Edward didn\u2019t look back at her but finished his beer and mindful that deQuille was sitting only feet away and every so often looking over at him, he rose to his feet and left the saloon.<\/p>\n He was bored with the work he had at the newspaper. It didn\u2019t test him out in any way at all, in fact, he wasn\u2019t sure that any job would test him out to the capacity he wanted. He stopped outside the gents outfitters and looked into the window. He looked in order to see his reflection and he liked what he saw, after all he was tall, had good looks despite the pimples and slightly greasy wild hair. He gave himself a smile and wink before he sauntered off to the newspaper offices. The extra money he\u2019d been getting certainly helped keep him in style, but the town was getting too narrow for his ventures. He had decided to venture out further afield and it seemed to him that the best and first place to \u2018hit\u2019 was the very lucrative Ponderosa. Adam Cartwright dismounted in the yard of the Ponderosa ranch house and hurried to the porch as another shower of rain threatened overhead. He entered the house just as Ben was pouring Paul Martin some coffee and Hoss was placing another log onto the fire. \u201cPaul?\u201d Adam\u2019s voice carried a note of concern as his eyes went from Ben to Hoss and back again to the doctor.<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019s alright, Adam, I\u2019m attending to an injured stranger. \u201c<\/p>\n Again Adam glanced at his father and then at Hoss \u201cA stranger? In what way injured?\u201d<\/p>\n Hoss straightened himself up and brushed wood dust from his hands \u201cI found a man shot some miles back, Adam. Practically dead but I brought him here and got the doc to come out and see to him.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh I see. I – er – didn\u2019t notice your rig outside, Paul and -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, well, I had to ask Mrs O\u2019Flannery to bring me here rather than waste time. Hop Sing has kindly offered to take me back to town when he takes the laundry in.\u201d Paul smiled and nodded as he drank the dark coffee, \u201cHow\u2019s Olivia?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cShe\u2019s well, thank you, Paul.\u201d Adam smiled and strolled over to the table to pour out the coffee into another cup, \u201cShe\u2019s not complained of any problems and seems to be in good health.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMmm, perhaps I should go and see her while I\u2019m here.\u201d Paul frowned and put the cup down onto the saucer \u201cDo you think Hop Sing would mind delaying his trip to town while I check on Olivia, Ben?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m sure he wouldn\u2019t mind at all, Paul.\u201d Ben replied but then turned towards the stairs when the man in question appeared in a state of panic \u201cWhat\u2019s wrong, Hop Sing.?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMan in bed wake up, he say something HopSing not know what he say all jabber jabber but think maybe he want to see Mr Adam.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMe?\u201d Adam raised his eyebrows and then looked at his father, shrugged and made his way to the stairs which he mounted two at a time.<\/p>\n Dimitri was conscious as he lay in the bed trying to keep from floating away to who knew where. Perspiration rolled in great drops from his face and on his body, making him shiver as it cooled, while at the same time he felt as though he were burning up. His eyes, bloodshot and a muddy colour, turned towards the door as he heard the sound of footsteps approaching and when Adam stepped into the room he felt so much relief that he his voice strengthened and he was able to say \u201cCommodore – it is I.\u201d Doestov smiled weakly, his head sunk back onto the pillow for he had had enough strength to raise it and see who was coming into the room, he looked at Adam through a mist that seemed to be getting thicker \u201cLebedev.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe shot you?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI under estimated him. I should not have done so. Spoke too freely -\u201d he coughed, blood streaked spittle splattered over his face and there was a gurgling sound in his throat \u201cI don\u2019t have long now, Adam. Look -\u201d he gripped hold of Adam\u2019s sleeve with fingers that seemed stronger than any dying man had the right to possess \u201cLebedev is Gorchakov\u2019s assassin. He is here to kill you. Anderson -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat about Anderson?\u201d Adam said very quietly and resting his hand upon Doestov\u2019s \u201cWhat about him?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cRussian. Sent here – gold bullion – ore – useful to Russia.\u201d Dimitri closed his eyes and tried to take a deep breath but in doing so he choked, the resulting coughing and spluttering was unpleasant to hear and the results were unsightly to see, but Adam patiently wiped around the Russians face with a damp cloth and waited for the man to continue speaking, if he could, \u201cLebedev here -.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIn town, at the Andersons?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNiet niet – here – here -\u201d Doestov\u2019s voice rose higher until it was swamped by that same gurgling gushing sound and his eyes widened, rolled in his head exposing the whites and his body shook momentarily .<\/p>\n It didn\u2019t take Paul\u2019s telling them that the man was dead. As the doctor closed the dead mans eyes and drew the cover over him Adam stepped back from the bedside and joined his father and brother at the door of the room \u201cThat was Dimitri Doestov.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWe gathered that much,\u201d Ben replied with a sharp look at his son, \u201cWhat did he mean when he said Lebedev was here?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI should imagine he was warning us that Lebedev was on the Ponderosa.\u201d Adam replied quietly, he straightened his back suddenly as though a thought had struck him and he almost pushed his father to one side \u201cI have to get back home, make sure Olivia is safe \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou don\u2019t think he\u2019d harm a woman, do you?\u201d Ben cried following Adam across the landing, while Hoss trailed behind them asking \u201cWho is this Lebedev anyway?\u201d<\/p>\n Chapter 51<\/p>\n Olivia was in the dairy when she heard the sound of the horseman coming into the yard. She paused in the act of shaping the butter into its little mound with the rose motif that she liked to press upon it and looked at Sofia \u201cGo and see who that is, dear while I finish with this.\u201d<\/p>\n Sofia rather reluctantly slipped from her stool to do as she had been told, the wooden stamper still in her hand for Olivia entrusted her now with it, and sometimes even pressing it onto the little mounds of butter so that the pretty little rose would be there for every to see. She called out \u201cIt\u2019s daddy.\u201d before running out to greet her father who was hurrying towards them having noticed the flash of Sofia\u2019s pink dress in the doorway.<\/p>\n Olivia turned and smiled, \u201cWhy, you\u2019re early, I wasn\u2019t expecting you home so soon.\u201d she set down the butter and sighed \u201cJust at the right time too, I\u2019ve just finished. Sofia, you can stamp these three and that will be the last job.\u201d she paused a moment and then looked more anxiously at her husband \u201cIs something wrong?\u201d<\/p>\n He seemed to be having problems finding his voice but it was the normalcy of the scene, so domestic, so calm and peaceful, that the fear and anxiety he had been feeling just drifted away. It wasn\u2019t until she slipped her hand into his and looked up at him that he realised that there were all manner of realities existing in this world of theirs, and he had to do something to protect one from coalescing into the other. \u201cSweetheart, I\u2019ve just come from Pa\u2019s.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIs he alright. You\u2019re looking so worried, Adam, your father is alright isn\u2019t he?\u201d her eyes dropped to observe his sleeve and she shivered \u201cThere\u2019s blood on your sleeve.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat?\u201d he was startled and glanced down, scowled slightly then nodded, \u201cIt\u2019s not Pa\u2019s, he\u2019s alright, it\u2019s Dimitri Doestov. He was shot.\u201d<\/p>\n She was quiet for a moment, before nodding \u201cThe Russian?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, the Russian.\u201d<\/p>\n There was another pause as they looked down at Sofia who was tugging at Olivia\u2019s skirt and holding the stamper up for her mother to take from her \u201cI finished stamping the butter, Mommy.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThat\u2019s a good girl, now run indoors and get a cookie from Cheng Ho Lee.\u201d she said and ushered her to the door.<\/p>\n \u201cWait -\u201d Adam cried and holding onto Olivia\u2019s hand he followed the child to the door, withdrew his gun and stepped outside. After some moments of careful looking around he nodded that they could now leave the building and together walked to the house.<\/p>\n \u201cWhys daddy got a gun, why\u2019d he stop me going in for some candy?\u201d Sofia whined and then ran quickly to where Cheng Ho Lee was working in the kitchen .<\/p>\n \u201cWell?\u201d Olivia turned to her husband and raised her eyebrows \u201cWhat answers have you got to those questions?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cCome along and sit down, while I explain.\u201d Adam replied slipping her arm through his and leading her to the big armchair by the fire.<\/p>\n Once she was comfortable he sat on the low table facing her, looking up at her so as to catch her expressions. Quietly he told her about Dimitri\u2019s death, the warning he had given about Lebedev. She listened intently, her eyes darkening or getting lighter as she did so until finally he came to a stop and she reached out to touch his face with her fingers, \u201cDo you think we are in danger from this man?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m afraid that is a possibility, Livvie. I know it is me he is after, but the kind of man he is -\u201d he paused and frowned, realising that he didn\u2019t really know what kind of man he was except that he was Alexei Lebedev\u2019s brother and the murderer of Doestov.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat do you think we should do? Where do you want us to go?\u201d<\/p>\n He looked at her thoughtfully then, a slight furrow in his brow and his lips parted as though the answer, which had seemed so obvious, now needed serious consideration.<\/p>\n \u201cI think I would feel better if you and the children went to stay with Pa at the main house.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe could still -\u201d she paused when he put a finger to her lips and then leaned forward to kiss them, \u201cDo you really think a different house would make any difference?\u201d she whispered looking up into the smoky brown eyes.<\/p>\n \u201cIt would make a difference to me.\u201d he whispered back before kissing her again.<\/p>\n She had her hand on his shoulder when there came the sound of a vehicle in the yard, the look on Adam\u2019s face convinced her more than anything of how he felt about their safety as they both turned to look over as Paul entered the house and rather apologetically muttered \u201cI did knock.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam relaxed and stood up, smiled and nodded, \u201cSorry Paul, just for a moment I -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI know. I understand entirely.\u201d he looked at Olivia and his face gentled \u201cApart from what your husband has been discussing with you, how do you feel my dear?\u201d<\/p>\n She glanced from one man to the other, both looking intently at her, expecting her to say something that would set the world to rights. She shrugged slightly before standing up and after putting a hand on Adam\u2019s arm she turned to Paul \u201cI\u2019m feeling well, thank you, Paul. Really well.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWould you mind very much if we went somewhere private where I can examine you and just make sure for my own peace of mind?\u201d<\/p>\n She heaved a sigh and looked at Adam before turning to Paul and with a nod of the head led him to Adams study area. Adam watched them go and then went into the kitchen to watch Sofia and Cheng Ho Lee \u201cSweetheart, when you\u2019ve finished that, I want you to go and collect your favourite dolls, and wait for Mommy in your bedroom. Will you do that?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, daddy.\u201d she nodded with a frown on her pretty face \u201cAll of my dolls?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cJust your favourite.\u201d he turned to Cheng Ho Lee \u201cWhen Reuben comes back from school, if I\u2019m not here, will you take him to Pa\u2019s house? I\u2019ll have his things packed ready for him -.\u201d<\/p>\n Cheng Ho Lee bowed and nodded, before returning to the things he was cooking on the stove \u201cWhat about food? All get spoilt?\u201d<\/p>\n Adam paused a moment then nodded \u201cIt\u2019ll be alright, I\u2019m sure my brothers and I will eat our way through it without any trouble at all.\u201d Olivia buttoned up her blouse and then pulled on her warm cardigan while at the same time she watched the doctor as he put away his stethoscope. \u201cWell, what\u2019s your diagnosis, Dr Martin? Am I expecting a baby or an elephant?\u201d<\/p>\n He chuckled and winked at her as he snapped the bag shut \u201cA healthy baby, thank God.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt feels more like an elephant.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMmm, do you think you are bigger now than you were with your other children?\u201d<\/p>\n She paused to think about that and then shook her head \u201cI hadn\u2019t thought about it but to be honest, no, not at all. To be honest I feel much healthier with this confinement that with my previous ones.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m glad about that, I was worried that the stress of living with a man like Adam would have had some bad effects, but your blood pressure is good and I don\u2019t think you have put on more weight than you should have done, nor are your ankles swollen which is a good sign.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThank you, Dr Martin.\u201d she tidied her hair and smiled \u201cWhat did you mean about living with a man like Adam? He\u2019s not exactly a monster.\u201d<\/p>\n Paul laughed, a warm mellow chuckle, \u201cTrue enough, but his life style is – shall we say – bordering on the extremes. I\u2019m more than glad you have the temperment to handle that, Olivia.\u201d<\/p>\n She nodded slowly and pushed a pin into her top knot, \u201cI think we lived on the edge of chaos when we were children, my father being as he was, and then that time we were taken by the Bannocks. In a way it made me believe more in myself, if you know what I mean, it made me realise that sometimes things do happen beyond my control, so I shouldn\u2019t become over anxious about them, but deal with them as they come.\u201d<\/p>\n Dr Martin nodded and after opening the door stepped back to let her through into the living room. Sofia was sitting on the settee hugging Jessie and several other dolls, \u201cDaddy\u2019s packing Reuben\u2019s clothes, he said we\u2019re going to grandpa\u2019s.\u201d<\/p>\n Olivia nodded, smiled and looked at Paul with a whimsical smile on her face \u201cSee what I mean? Ah well, I best get back to what I was doing and tidy everything up there.\u201d she walked alongside Paul and out into the porch where she reached for the shawl she had recently discarded upon coming indoors, \u201cI was making butter. I suppose the cheese will have to wait now\u201d<\/p>\n Paul nodded and watched her as she made her way to the dairy. Hop Sing was sitting on the wagon seat, huddled against the cold and accepted Paul\u2019s apologies for keeping him waiting. In the back of the wagon was Dimitri Doestov\u2019s body, perhaps Olivia noticed the shape wrapped in a tarpaulin as she passed but if she did, she never mentioned it.<\/p>\n \u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n All the rooms were aired and ready for their new occupants. Hannah was highly delighted to have her cousins and their toys come to stay for a while, she followed behind Hester clapping her hands and saying \u201cSo-fee sleep here with Hannah?\u201d<\/p>\n Reuben was more than confused when he arrived a little later in the rig with Cheng ho Lee driving. He soon cheered up when he saw his Uncles\u2019 faces beaming smiles at him as he entered the room, and when Gran\u2019pa Ben ruffled his hair he pretended not to be too annoyed about it.<\/p>\n While the women went about their business Ben called the younger men to his study area and with a curt nod indicated that they sit down and discuss the matter in hand. \u201cIf the sheriff were not so inept we could ask him to form a posse and flush this killer out.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam nodded \u201cI\u2019ve got Roy and Clem on the case, Pa, they\u2019ll deal with things in town.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSuch as?\u201d Joe frowned, \u201cI mean, such as what exactly is it that we\u2019re involved with now? Hoss has been dithering on about Russians and now what? A killer on the loose on the Ponderosa?\u201d<\/p>\n Hoss shrugged \u201cAin\u2019t nothing new about that, we\u2019ve had killers on the Ponderosa times before, jest that they ain\u2019t been Russians.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDoes that make a difference?\u201d Joe snapped.<\/p>\n Hoss shrugged and looked at Adam who, choosing his words carefully, explained the situation as regards Lebedev. .. Who he was and why he had killed Dimitri and why he was now hunting for him. He was about to say more when there came a sharp rat a tat at the door.<\/p>\n It was Hoss who opened up to Roy Coffee who stepped inside, removed his hat and shrugged rain drops from his shoulders. After acknowledging the four men he came to the main point \u201cI went to see that Anderson fella. The one we suspected was harbouring those Russians. \u201c his pale blue eyes almost disappeared beneath the scowl of his bushy eyebrows, \u201c He denied ever having had any visitors, but his wife was nervous, and after a while he admitted that he\u2019d had a cousin staying with them.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWho has now left for home?\u201d Ben muttered and Roy nodded, \u201cYep, that\u2019s the story he gave us. His cousin had visited for a week and returned to San Francisco. He had taken one of their horses for the journey.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIn this weather?\u201d Joe scoffed with a shrug.<\/p>\n Roy pursed his lips and nodded again, slowly, \u201cSeems to me the wife wants to talk, probably because she doesn\u2019t actually know exactly what has been going on and would like to flush out the truth herself. Anderson is a tricky fella \u2026 sounds authentic enough but \u2026 and it\u2019s the \u2019but\u2019 that sticks in my craw.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe was a seaman, wasn\u2019t he?\u201d Adam asked as he perched himself on the corner of Ben\u2019s desk.<\/p>\n \u201cYes, and he retired and came here with his wife some years ago, shortly after you came back from Alaska., Adam.\u201d Roy shot the younger man a sharp blue gaze which was received with a nod of the head, \u201cHe doesn\u2019t work, but he\u2019s wealthy. He doesn\u2019t keep much company but he receives a lot of letters, mostly from foreign ports.\u201d he cleared his throat loudly \u201cI don\u2019t trust him.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhere abouts does he actually come from?\u201d Joe asked picking thoughtfully at his nails<\/p>\n \u201cAh now, that\u2019s the question \u2026 I don\u2019t rightly know. He never talks about himself. His wife comes from New Jersey but that\u2019s all I know about them. Anyway, I went to see Armitage and asked him for help -\u201d he raised a hand as Adam\u2019s head jerked up and his lips tightened prior to his venting forth his opinion about that \u201cLook, another dead Russian arrives in town, shot dead on the Ponderosa, and according to Paul there\u2019s his killer loose around about here. I asked Armitage to form a posse.\u201d<\/p>\n Ben shot a look at his boys as though to say \u2018See, I told you -\u2019 and waited for Roy to continue \u201cWal, he said it would be in order for me to get some men together if I felt it was necessary but he wasn\u2019t getting involved. He wanted to know more about what was going on, and he said \u2018It seems to me there\u2019s more than the obvious going on there,\u2019 meaning the Ponderosa \u2018 how\u2019d you know the killer ain\u2019t one of the Cartwrights?\u2019\u201d<\/p>\n Hoss shrugged, grinned \u201cNow, ain\u2019t that just real clever of him to figure that out all by hisself?\u201d<\/p>\n Joe shook his head and spat out some nail before looking at Roy \u201cSo have you a posse?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, not yet. Clem and I thought we would join up with you all and see what we can find.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell, it\u2019s still light but not for long. We could try and see if we can pick up a trail from where Doestov was killed.\u201d Adam suggested which everyone accepted as a good idea and began to move towards the door to collect gun belts and hats and their jackets. Adam paused at the door and turned to his father \u201cPa, would you mind looking after things here? \u201c<\/p>\n \u201cPlay nursemaid? What do you take me for, son?\u201d Ben growled as he slapped his hat on his head with some vigor.<\/p>\n Adam looked up at the stairs where Hester and Olivia stood, Ben followed his gaze and chastened, nodded, \u201cVery well. But what about yourself?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019ll go back to the house, perhaps Hoss or Joe will come with me?\u201d he glanced at his brothers both of whom nodded, \u201cJust keep them safe, Pa.\u201d<\/p>\n They walked together to the stable where the horses were already saddled and waiting, Joe, deep in thought, wondered just how much danger Olivia and Hester could be in, and if it would affect Mary Ann. He was in two minds about what to do when Adam turned to him \u201cI sent a message to Bridie, she\u2019s going to get Mary Ann and Dan here as well.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThanks, Adam.\u201d Joe sighed gratefully \u201cC\u2018mon, Hoss, what are you dragging your feet for?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m hungry.\u2026\u201d came the reply accompanied by a heavy groan.<\/p>\n Chapter 52<\/p>\n The bell over the door gave a light tinkling sound as the customer entered the shop and Mr Saville bustled out to greet the newcomer with a welcoming smile. The smile faded slightly though when he saw Edward Armitage standing in front of him, and his face paled a little \u201cWhat is it this time?\u201d he asked as he hurried to the door and turned the sign so that it read \u2018Closed\u2019.<\/p>\n \u201cYou don\u2019t look very happy to see me, Mr Saville.\u201d Edward replied as he extracted from his pocket a small leather pouch. He approached the counter and carefully let fall some jewellery upon the glass and looked up at the jeweller with a smile, \u201cWhat do you think of them?\u201d<\/p>\n Saville swallowed a lump in his throat and picked up the necklace gently, the diamonds and rubies slid across the palm of his hand like a lissom snake, glittering and twinkling in the sunlight that beamed through the windows and caught the facets of the jewels.<\/p>\n \u201cA lovely piece.\u201d he nodded \u201cVery handsome.\u201d<\/p>\n He picked up the ear rings that obviously belonged to the necklace, making up a complete suite of jewels, he examined them through his lense and nodded \u201cWell, you\u2019ll have to take them back, I won\u2019t be able to sell them here.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat do you mean? Of course you can sell them.\u201d young Edward went red in the face with anger, it flushed up crimson and ugly, making his eyes bulge slightly in their sockets.<\/p>\n \u201cI can\u2019t – I know who these belong to, I remember selling them to her husband.\u201d<\/p>\n Edward leaned forward so that his face was only inches from Savilles, the jeweller could see every pock mark in the boy\u2019s face, every pimple and every blemish seemed to waver in front of his eyes \u201cYou don\u2019t have to sell them, you can keep them in your safe until you can dispose of them elsewhere. All you need do now is give me what you owe me.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI don\u2019t owe you anything.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThat\u2019s where your wrong, Saville. You owe me for these jewels, and you owe me for my silence. Now get me what I\u2019m due before I think of doubling my price.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDon\u2019t threaten me, boy,\u201d Saville hissed anger giving him some courage \u201cOne word from me to the sheriff and you\u2019ll be in a cell quicker than you can say Jack Robertson.\u201d<\/p>\n Edward stared at the man for a moment in disbelief, and then laughed, he laughed that strange cackling sound that comes from the young when they are crowing in triumph, and he stepped b ack from the older man \u201cYou are a fool, Mr Saville, I always knew you were, but I didn\u2019t think you were such a fool as this \u2026 do you really think my Uncle would listen to you?\u201d<\/p>\n Saville stepped back several paces as well, he deflated like a balloon when the air was released from it. Armitage – of course, he should have remembered, he should have known. He looked miserably down at the jewels and sighed \u201cVery well, just wait a moment while I get the money.\u201d<\/p>\n He turned, then paused in order to go back to the jewels and pick them up. He didn\u2019t trust the lad not to take them back and still demand the money from him. No, he knew how people like Edward Armitage acted, as he had said once before some time back, it took a rogue to recognise one, and this young man was a bigger rogue than most, despite his youth. Joe Cartwright yawned as he sat down at the breakfast table and smiled over at his wife, and at Hester and Olivia. The children had already eaten and were playing quietly together although Reuben remained aloof, sitting on the settee reading a book. Ben regarded his youngest son with some anxiety before asking him what time he had arrived during the night.<\/p>\n \u201cSorry if I disturbed you, Pa. \u201c<\/p>\n \u201cYou didn\u2019t, I was already awake.\u201d<\/p>\n Joe nodded and poured out coffee, \u201cHoss and Adam thought I should come back and make sure you were all safe and sound. They didn\u2019t expect me back until this morning so I took advantage of spending the night here and enjoying one of Hop Sings breakfasts.\u201d he smiled over at Mary Ann who dimpled a smile back at him.<\/p>\n Olivia paused in pushing her food around her plate to ask him if they had found any trace of the man they were seeking and Joe shook his head \u201cNo sign at all. Adam thinks that Doestov wasn\u2019t killed outright so that he would warn us of Lebedev\u2019s being around. Kind of like sheep knowing a wolf is near by, expecting us to panic at the fact that we know he\u2019s about\u2026 \u201c he sighed and bit into some bread which he chewed for a while before drinking some coffee \u201cAnyway, it got dark pretty quick so Roy and Clem went back to town. They\u2019re going to force Armitage to go to Andersons and cross question him this morning.\u201d<\/p>\n Hester frowned, and her blue eyes looked troubled \u201cMrs Andersons a pleasant quiet woman, Joe. I can\u2019t see that she or her husband would be doing anything wrong.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cPerhaps not, but they had those Russians staying with them, didn\u2019t they?\u201d Joe shrugged as though that was proof enough for him.<\/p>\n \u201cIt doesn\u2019t mean that they\u2019re bad people, just that they had visitors staying from Russia, that\u2019s all.\u201d Hester pointed out sweetly, which brought a sigh from Olivia and a scowl from Joe.<\/p>\n \u201cWe\u2019re going to look around some more today, hopefully pick up his tracks and get him before he does -\u201d he paused and glanced at Olivia who hastily lowered her eyes, \u201cwell, anyway, I\u2019d better get going.\u201d<\/p>\n He wiped his mouth on the napkin and rose from the table. Mary Ann did likewise so that she could walk with her husband to the porch and see him away. Reuben bounced up from the settee and hurried after them, \u201cUncle Joe, Uncle Joe?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat is it, Reuben?\u201d Joe smiled down at the boy, resisted the urge to ruffle his hair because he could recall how he disliked it himself at that age.<\/p>\n \u201cCan I ask you something?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOf course, do you want to walk with me to my horse?\u201d Joe suggested while he looked at Mary Ann and squeezed her fingers gently within his own.<\/p>\n \u201cOh yes, that would be great.\u201d Reuben exclaimed and waited for his uncle to kiss Mary Ann goodbye, grab his hat and coat before he followed him outside.<\/p>\n \u201cSo, what was it you wanted to ask me?\u201d Joe pulled his hat on and buttoned up his coat as the boy matched his stride to his own.<\/p>\n \u201cI – I -\u201d Reuben stammered and then looked down at the ground, rallied his confidence and looked up \u201cI wanted to know why\u2019d you give Saturn away to your friend. I mean, you said you\u2019d let me ride him one day, and I never got to, even once.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cTrue enough,\u201d Joe replied with a frown on his brow as he recalled the many mornings the boy had stood at the corral fence while he had been training the big black horse. \u201cLook, Rueben,\u201d he squatted down onto his haunches and pulled the boy closer to him, \u201cSometimes things happen unexpectedly, out of the blue some call it, but be that as it may, it just means that when these things happen then promises become just something that belong to the past.\u201d<\/p>\n Reuben stared at him, he didn\u2019t fully understand and it didn\u2019t fully explain or answer his questions. Joe saw the confusion in t he boys eyes and sighed, \u201cStalking Horse was a good friend to me, and he once saved Adams life. When he came here the other week, he had so little in comparison to all that I had, and he was an important man in his tribe. It just seemed wrong that I had so much when he had so little. Do you understand?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cCouldn\u2019t you have given him some money so he could buy himself some things he needed?\u201d<\/p>\n Joe smiled and shook his head \u201cNo, it wasn\u2019t that easy, and it wasn\u2019t that kind of situation where I could do that, I just had to give him something that was important to me, it was a sign to him that I appreciated his friendship, and what he had done for us.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat did he do for us?\u201d Reubens eyes narrowed, his smooth brow was furrowed.<\/p>\n \u201cWell, like I said, he saved your pa\u2019s life some time back, and he saved the life of someone else I cared about very much. When a friend does so much, and has so little, it\u2019s good to show some gratitude, isn\u2019t it?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, sir.\u201d \u201cSure, and Uncle Joe -\u201d<\/p>\n Joe paused and turned round, Reuben gave a slight smile, \u201cWill you tell Pa to be careful, tell him – I love him.\u201d<\/p>\n Joe nodded, he felt a tightening around his throat and a prickling around the eyes, but nodded again and hurried into the stable to saddle up his horse. By the time he rode out into the yard Reuben had returned to the house, only Mary Ann stood at the porch to wave her husband good bye. Count Vladamir Lebedev settled himself into the undergrowth, his slim lean body hidden away among the rocks and boulders from where he could look down upon the three houses spread out like a child\u2019s toy town below him.<\/p>\n He sidled down flat onto his stomach and brought his telescope to his eye, he swept the lenses from one house along the track and to the older house and then back to the track that would lead to the next house along the track. There was barely a mile separating the three buildings which made them all the easier for him to survey.<\/p>\n It hadn\u2019t been difficult to make himself a covert in which he could hide away or rest up. Weariness was like a death knell to a man involved in this kind of work, one had to keep ones\u2019 senses sharp, alert and he already knew that it was quite safe for him to spend some hours sleeping during the night.<\/p>\n The routine of each household varied little. He knew how many occupied each house, how many were in the bunk houses. He knew what each woman looked like and that included the housekeeper at the youngest Cartwright\u2019s home. He hadn\u2019t discovered this hideaway at the time of Dimitri\u2019s death and send off from the Ponderosa. But now here he was at his post with his telescope trained upon Adam Cartwright\u2019s house. It was this particular building that held most of his interest, after all it was the Commodore\u2019s home, and it fascinated him to observe his enemy so closely.<\/p>\n He wondered if Dimitri had lived long enough to have been found and as a result inform Adam of his whereabouts. He had noticed a lot of activity going on around the houses for the past two days when the three younger Cartwrights had been mounted up with some other men, forming what the Americans like to refer to as a posse. He assumed, rightly, that they were looking for him. The thought had amused him and he had waited for their return with a casualness that was cold bloodedly ruthless.<\/p>\n Chapter 53<\/p>\n It seemed to Adam that looking for Lebedev had become a hopelessly useless task. The man had either disappeared altogether or found somewhere to hide that was so cunningly well hidden that even Hoss had been unable to pick up any trace of him. Of course the weather hadn\u2019t helped, even though the rain had stopped again now, it had already succeeded in removing any trace of prints from the area where Hoss had found Dimitri.<\/p>\n It was early morning of the third day since they had began to look for the Russian and Hoss had gone back to spend the night with the family at the main house. As he sat nursing his second cup of coffee Adam could hear Joe moving about upstairs and with a sigh raised his cup to his lips to sip the hot drink. Cheng Ho Lee appeared with a hot plate full of eggs and ham, bread and butter was already on the table, and when Adam looked at the little rose motif he had a fleeting memory of Olivia stamping the butter with the wooden mould, and of Sofia standing happily smiling as she helped.<\/p>\n He glanced up as Joe dragged himself down stairs rubbing his head and yawning, and without a word picked up the coffee pot and poured out coffee for him. Joe slumped down into the chair \u201cDo you still think your Russian friend is out there, Adam?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI don\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSeems to me he must have given up and gone back home. \u201c he stabbed at some ham and eggs \u201cPerhaps he decided to go back to his friends, the Andersons wasn\u2019t it?\u201d<\/p>\n Adam shrugged \u201cPerhaps.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOdd thing, I would never have thought the Andersons would be involved with Russians, although I aint\u2019 got nothing against any Russians mind you, just this particular lot.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHmmm, well, one can never tell what goes on behind another persons front door.\u201d Adam sighed as he put his cup down and began to slice through some ham.<\/p>\n \u201cSo what are we going to do today? \u201c<\/p>\n \u201cThought we could scout around towards Pennell\u2019s Creek.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSeriously?\u201d Joe crooked an eyebrow and shook his head \u201cI don\u2019t know, hardly seems practical to me. If I were going to shoot someone I\u2019d want to stay close by their place, keep an eye on their routine and get the lay of the land.\u201d he chewed methodically on his food for a moment with a frown still on his face \u201cYou know, it all seems a bit farcical to me.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cFarcical?\u201d Adam raised both eyebrows and gave a quirk of a smile before shaking his head \u201cWhy do you say that?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell, all this hide and seek stuff.\u201d Joe looked up and stared at the far off wall, before looking at Adam with a grin, \u201cwhy not just have a face to face shoot off in town like any other gun shooter would do.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBecause he isn\u2019t any other gun shooter.\u201d Adam poured out more coffee and picked up his cup, \u201cHe\u2019s a Russian nobleman and he\u2019s a professional assassin.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIsn\u2019t that what any hired gunman is? Just a hired killer?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cTrue enough, but Lebedev not only has a personal axe to grind he has also been hired by one of the most powerful men in Russia and Poland which places him slightly above the ranks of most hired gunmen.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAnd hired by this high and mighty man to kill you?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cApparently so. It\u2019s a political gesture. \u201c Adam drank some coffee before replacing the cup down, \u201cPolitics – you see, Joe, a game of chess was the invention of the Chinese to plot out their war strategies.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYeah, I know that, Pa told me years ago.\u201d Joe scowled as though a history lesson was not the best subject to discuss first thing in the morning.<\/p>\n \u201cAnd politics is the same, it\u2019s like a chess game. They take out one piece, so the opposite Government takes out a piece from them and so and so forth.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAh, I see, you\u2019re a chess piece then?\u201d<\/p>\n Adam gave a wry grin \u201cDimitri once said we were just cogs in a piece of machinery, he\u2019d understand what I meant.\u201d<\/p>\n Joe shrugged and finished his breakfast, wiped his mouth on the napkin and rose to his feet \u201cI think riding as far as Pennell\u2019s Creek is too wide a sweep. I still say we should look closer to home.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam was the one who now shrugged and stared thoughtfully at the far wall, he merely nodded at what Joe had said while he finished drinking his coffee. Armitage nodded and picked up his gun belt which he buckled on with a lack of enthusiasm that didn\u2019t go unnoticed by the stranger or by Roy. Finally, followed by Clem Foster, Roy and Dutton the sheriff led the way out to the main street.<\/p>\n It was a cold, blustery day with the sky a mass of swirling grey and black clouds. The fact that there had been no rainfall up to then was a surprise as the clouds had been gathering since the previous day. People hurried by with their heads bowed against the wind, women holding onto their bonnets while their skirts and coats blew wide against their legs. Men grabbed at their hats and the scarves that were wound around their necks. Litter and dust from the streets flew in the air, fluttered into doorways and against people\u2019s feet.<\/p>\n It was necessary to mount their horses in order to reach the Andersons house which was built in the best area of town, high on the hills. A lot of local people referred to it as Virginia City\u2019s version of San Francisco\u2019s Nobs Hill which flattered those who lived there who chose to ignore the subtle insult.<\/p>\n The building itself was big and sprawling, set in the grounds of about an acre with trees crowding in close upon it. Armitage and Dutton dismounted and took the steps up to the front door and knocked – loudly.<\/p>\n They had to knock several times before there came any sound of activity from within. Some bolts were heard to be drawn back slowly before the door opened and a young woman peered out at them \u201cYes, sir? Oh, sheriff -\u201d a slight pause and the door opened wider \u201cHave you come to speak to Mr and Mrs Anderson?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWe have,\u201d Armitage intoned as he rested his hand upon the handle of his gun.<\/p>\n \u201cBut they ain\u2019t here, sir. They\u2019ve gone.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cGone?\u201d Dutton stepped forward now, his face tense and his eyes like those of a startled rabbit \u201cWhat do you mean, they\u2019ve gone?\u201d<\/p>\n She looked from one to the other patiently as though she couldn\u2019t understand how they found it so hard to get the meaning of the words, \u201cThey up and left yesterday. They took the stage to San Francisco.\u201d<\/p>\n Dutton\u2019s Adams\u2019 apple jerked and he glared at Armitage as though he were to blame for the Andersons disappearance, \u201cSan Francisco, did you say?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, sir. They had a cablegram arrive the previous evening and spent almost all night packing and such, and then left with it all.\u201d<\/p>\n Roy Coffee stepped forward now and looked at the girl, he touched his hat brim politely, \u201cHow do, Miss Susie.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh hello, Mr Coffee.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI was jest wondering if\u2019n you might jest be able to help us out here, you see we was wondering if perhaps Mr and Mrs Anderson had visitors recently, some foreign folk maybe.\u201d<\/p>\n Miss Susie nodded and smiled good humouredly, \u201cOh yes, you must mean Mr Andersons cousins. They were French, well, that\u2019s what they told me but I didn\u2019t think they were, they had the wrong kind of accent for French folk. Mr Anderson told me not to mention about them being here as they were very well placed in French society and if it got out into the papers then -\u201d she paused and shook her head \u201cOh dear, he said not to mention it to anyone.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWal now, I ain\u2019t jest anyone am I, Susie. So these French folk, who you didn\u2019t think were French – where did they go?\u201d<\/p>\n Susie sighed and raised her eyes to heaven as a sign of apology to her absent employers before she looked at Roy \u201cWell, that was the odd thing, you see. They both left here about a week ago, but only one came back.\u201d she frowned and shook her head \u201cI didn\u2019t like him much, shifty looking, you know what I mean?\u201d<\/p>\n Roy nodded as did Dutton, they knew exactly what she meant. She looked at Armitage in much the same manner as Dutton had earlier before returning to look at Roy, \u201cAnyway, this one, he took a horse the next day and I\u2019ve not seen him since. He didn\u2019t take much luggage with him though, but he looked like a man who could take care of himself.\u201d<\/p>\n Roy nodded, thanked her and returned to his horse, by the time they were remounted Susie had closed the door and hoped that she hadn\u2019t said too much. The horsemen made their way back to the sheriffs office, each one immersed in thoughts of their own. Richard Dutton was seething with ill concealed anger. He had been sent orders to investigate a man calling himself Jonas Anderson, who had proven to be Janos Andersen, Russian civilian. What further annoyed him was the fact that somehow a warning must have been sent to the Andersons for them to have gone so abruptly. His orders had also mentioned that Counts Lebedev and Doestov were in the town, but according to the old man, Roy Coffee, Count Doestov no longer counted, being dead. The Russian ship \u2018Pyotr Velikiy\u2019 was an ironclad turret ship and slipped into a vacant berth in San Francisco during the first week of November where she waited patiently to take on board her passengers. The first to arrive had been Count Alexander Milyutin who was immediately interrogated for a full report on all that had occurred to his knowledge since the Batory had sailed, leaving seven Russians on American soil.<\/p>\n News that four of those Russians would not be returning, alive, to Russia was greeted with sullen silence. Now they awaited the return of Counts Lebedev and Doestov.<\/p>\n It rather confused matters when the Captain Pavel Ivanov was sent a communication telling them to expect a civilian couple and to afford them every courtesy. It would seem that Janos Anderson had gained a reputation of some respect during his time in America, his American wife, of course, would have to be \u2018accommodated\u2019. Once they were on board there only remained Counts Lebedev and Doestov to await.<\/p>\n \u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n Vladamir Lebedev watched the brothers as they rode away from the house. Each one of them he felt he knew intimately by now, he could read from their body language that as soon as they had left the front door they were wary and guarded, watchful and conscious of the fact that they could well be under observation themselves.<\/p>\n He smiled and followed them with his eyes until they disappeared from sight. For a moment he sat very still thinking over the whole situation, wondering whether or not he should not now descend to lower ground, the site of which he had already picked out, so that he could fire the fatal shot. He rather liked the idea of having the American killed on his own door step, perhaps his brothers could go down with him.<\/p>\n He nodded, yes, that was very pleasing to him, the idea of all three brothers being despatched together. He relaxed a little and decided that he would eat a little before going to a new location. It was time to bring this matter to an end. This was going to be the day when Commodore Adam Cartwright met his end.<\/p>\n Lebedev felt his stomach knot in a familiar ache, just like when he had been a child about to be given a gift, the excitement would be just too much, too exhilarating for him to contain himself. Oh yes, he would love to see the Commodore\u2019s face when first one, then the other of his brothers fell before his very eyes. Lebedev imagined how impotent the American would feel, how agonised he would be the moments before he met his own end.<\/p>\n Chapter 54<\/p>\n Saville was a skilled jeweller and after taking possession of the jewels that Edward had handed over he took them into his back room and slowly sat down to study the necklace and ear rings. He sighed heavily and shook his head knowing only too well how distressed the owner would be at their loss, for he had sold them only a few years earlier and knew what they had cost them. Checking the settings very careful he next set them down on a velvet pad and began to take the jewels apart from the gold which he placed into a crucible and once the removal of the jewels was complete he began to heat the crucible so that the gold melted down.<\/p>\n Now he separated the rubies and diamonds into size of carats, using his tweezers to do so and placing the different sizes into categories. Now he surveyed his materials with a critical eye and began to draw a sketch of what he wanted to create in due time. He was so engrossed in his work that the hours slowly ticked away and enjoyment of his labours even robbed him of his appetite to eat anything. It was only when darkness began to creep into the little workroom that he realised the day had passed and after stretching to get the cricks out of his spine he picked up another velvet cloth to cover everything. The gold he poured into a mould, turning off the heat from beneath the crucible .<\/p>\n He paused at the doorway to look around the little room, then after closing the door he locked it and bearing the sketch pad in his hand made his way to his own private quarters. It was a nuisance being beholden to someone like Edward, but while there was a profit to be made, and he would certainly make sure that there would be one, then it was well worth the irritation. The way underfoot was quite slippery but Lebedev succeeded in making his way down to the area he had chosen for his planned assassination. He had checked it out thoroughly during the time he had been hidden in his previous covert and found, upon reaching it, that it was even better than he had first anticipated. It took him no time at all to put everything together and with infinite patience he assembled the rifle and awaited the Cartwrights return.<\/p>\n A movement from the corner of his eye caught his attention and he turned quickly to see who or what had happened to distract him. Taking out his telescope he scanned the property below and noticed that a youth was slowly making his progress round to back of the house.<\/p>\n Lebedev was no na\u00efve ignorant fool who could dismiss the mans actions as innocent. He could see immediately that the movements were those of someone who didn\u2019t wish to be seen, even the horse he had arrived upon had been concealed some distance from the house. Intrigued Lebedev flattened himself on his stomach to wait for the youth to re-emerge.<\/p>\n Edward Armitage had been careful in approaching the Ponderosa. He had hidden away and waited for the three brothers to ride from the house, passing not that far from him and totally unaware of his presence. It had given him a surge of adrenalin to have known that they had ridden by him like that and he had dismounted as soon as they had disappeared into the distance.<\/p>\n He knew that the only person in the house would be the cook as he had overheard his uncle discussing the fact that the family would be staying at the main ranch house with old Ben Cartwright. The sheriff had found it rather amusing to think of the Cartwrights scouring the countryside for one man, scared enough to have everyone huddled together in one building. Edward found it amusing too, but for a quite different reason.<\/p>\n Perhaps he was over confident as a result or just clumsy for some reason that he couldn\u2019t fathom but something alerted Cheng Ho Lee to the fact that there was someone in the house and he had come out yelling and flourishing a rifle. It was enough to force Edward to leave the rummaging around the bedroom for the jewel box he was sure must have been concealed there and as he heard the footsteps coming up the stairs and the cook\u2019s voice getting closer he did the only thing possible and that was to climb out of the bedroom window.<\/p>\n Lebedev found it quite fascinating to watch the youth as he dangled by his finger tips and then slowly dropped onto the porch roof. Edward slid down to the edge and then swung himself over, dropped down onto the ground and scampered away, out of sight of the irate man who now threw open the front door and fired several shots in the direction of the person now disappearing into the shrubbery.<\/p>\n Some distance away Adam, Hoss and Joe paused and looked at one another. \u201cThose shots came from the house.\u201d Adam said tersely and swung the horse around in order to return the way he had come.<\/p>\n Neither of his brothers disputed the fact, the gunfire was still rolling through the air and seemed to ignite within themselves an urgency to get moving to find out the cause. Putting their horses to a quick canter they began their journey back to the house.<\/p>\n Edward had a canny sixth sense as to danger, he knew only too well that the Cartwrights would have heard the gunshots, and that the direction they would take would cut immediately into his path. Turning his horse now he made for higher ground and in doing so rode straight to where Lebedev had been hiding.<\/p>\n The horse reared up when confronting the man who had moved suddenly in order not to be trampled upon and instinctively he fired his rifle so that Edward felt the Impact of the bullets as they struck him and without a sound fell heavily from the saddle onto the ground.<\/p>\n Lebedev now had no choice but to retreat, he didn\u2019t stop to check whether or not the boy was alive or dead, but caught at the reins of the horse and swung himself into the saddle, the rifle still clutched in one hand. Without a backward glance he urged the horse forwards, back into the rocks where he had previously been hidden away .<\/p>\n As Adam, Joe and Hoss galloped towards the house each of them caught a glimpse of the horseman who appeared to be seeking some escape through the rocks and boulders ahead of him. Without a word but united in purpose they turned their horses in quick pursuit.<\/p>\n Cheng Ho Lee had seen the confrontation of Edward with the man hidden away, he had noted the boy fall to the ground and now ran to wards him. Upon reaching the youth Cheng Ho Lee knelt by his side and gently turned him over onto his back, closed the blank eyes that stared up into the sky and as he rose to his feet the heavens opened up and the rain began to cascade down.<\/p>\n \u201cOver there -\u201d Joe yelled aloud and pointed in the direction of the horseman.<\/p>\n \u201cWhere do you think he\u2019s heading fer? This ain\u2019t the way to town?\u201d Hoss looked over at Adam who was wondering the same thing, \u201cWho\u2019d you think he was shooting at?\u201d<\/p>\n Adam shook his head, something was not sitting right that was for sure, the man seemed uncertain and confused, he was riding holding the reins one handed with his rifle still in the other hand and from what Adam could see there was a rifle still in the scabbard. It didn\u2019t make sense. He drew out his own gun and after aiming above the horseman\u2019s head fired off a shot.<\/p>\n Lebedev growled deep within his throat. Things had taken a wrong turn, the hunted were now the hunters, and he was the prey. It was a situation he had not bargained for and one he did not like at all. He urged the horse faster, leaned closer against the animals neck and when the next bullet whistled over his head he cursed, turned in the saddle and fired the rifle. He had no time to aim, and the rain was too heavy for him to see clearly anyway. His professionalism had deserted him, he was a desperate man seeking to get away from his pursuers. He knew that if he didn\u2019t find somewhere to hide and gather his senses soon, then he would be lost, everything would be lost.<\/p>\n Joe was down, the random shot had struck his horse so that it had fallen and Joe had gone over its head to land, winded, on the sodden ground. Riding too close behind him Chubb collided with the falling horse, skidded, staggered and gone down taking Hoss along with him. If Lebedev had been hoping for a stroke of luck then this surely had been it.<\/p>\n Adam pulled Sport around, turning so that the horse was a shield to both his brothers, while at the same time he fired at the retreating horseman. The rain fell like a deluge obscuring the sight of everything around them.<\/p>\n Joe was struggling to get into a sitting position, his hand to his head and looking dazed. He looked blearily at Adam who was now hurrying towards him on foot, a gun in his hand and Sports reins in the other.<\/p>\n \u201cSorry, Adam -\u201d Joe groaned and then looked over at Hoss who was still sprawled out on the ground.<\/p>\n The two brothers looked fearfully at one another even as they hurried to where Hoss was laying. Navejo and Chubb had scrambled to their feet now but they were more concerned about their brother than the condition of the horses and rather fearfully approached the big man, turning him carefully onto his back.<\/p>\n The rain washed away the mud and dead leaves that had clung to Hoss\u2019 face, Adam gently brushed away what remained and pulling off his glove he felt at Hoss\u2019 throat for a pulse, he was about to speak when Hoss\u2019 voice muttered \u201cIt\u2019s alright, I ain\u2019t dead yet.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou big galoot, that\u2019s what comes from eating so much, you\u2019ve become too big a target for anyone to miss.\u201d Joe hissed irritably.<\/p>\n Hoss put his hand to his head and groaned \u201cShucks, little brother, was you went down first, I jest kinda fell over ya.\u201d<\/p>\n Joe looked over at Adam \u201cDon\u2019t worry about us, Adam, you get on after him, whoever he is has some explaining to do.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam nodded, slipped his pistol back into the holster and remounted into the saddle. \u201cYou\u2019re sure you\u2019re both alright?\u201d<\/p>\n Hoss nodded \u201cJest git moving, don\u2019t let him git away from ya now.\u201d<\/p>\n \u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n Lebedev had succeeded in finding some shelter and was now out of the saddle and making the most of the chance he had to turn defeat into victory. He was unsure as to what had happened having been too anxious to find somewhere to hide, but now he was burrowed down, the rifle back in his hands, poised to strike at the enemy. His temper was slowly cooling down, cold logic and reason were once again becoming master of anger and fear.<\/p>\n He was confident that he had the advantage over the three men, he was well concealed, the horse had been sent running ahead giving the impression that he was still running away. He smiled slightly, he could get each one of them as they rode by, it hardly mattered now in which order they would fall.<\/p>\n As the rain poured down and drenched the open ground Lebedev slunk further into the shelter of the trees, he could wait, he had waited already for a long time so a few minutes, or hours, made little difference to him.<\/p>\n Encouraged by the knowledge that his brothers were safe and unharmed, and would, no doubt, follow as soon as they were able to do so, Adam continued to make his way after the gunman. He had no doubt at all that it had been Lebedev, although he was still confused as to why there had been the shooting at the house but then ignorance in this instance was bliss, and he knew it was better to shut his mind to that matter and wait for answers later on.<\/p>\n The track was puddling and the hoof prints of the horse ahead of him were so clear that despite the heavy rain Adam could see the trail without any problem at all. His eyes were constantly moving around him, aware of the fact that he could be following the trail of a riderless horse and that his assailant could well be hidden close by.<\/p>\n Chapter 55<\/p>\n It was while Adam was considering whether or not the gunman would still be mounted that a shot rang out and a bullet passed within an inch of his head taking his hat with it. The fact that the bullet had sufficient force behind it to do such a thing considering the ferocity of the rain was sufficient proof to Adam that Lebedev was closer than was desirable and the next shot could well be more effective. He fired immediately into the trees while at the same time dismounting and crouching as low as he could, he scrabbled through the mud to some shelter. Another bullet winged its way towards him and spat bark from the tree close to his head. He fired off two shots immediately before ducking down for cover.<\/p>\n The rain continued to fall, the raindrops were so heavy and fast that even though they were sheltered to some degree the four men were drenched to the skin. Hoss was now in a puddle that widened around his body while Joe was huddled close to him trying to stem the blood that was streaming from a wound in Hoss\u2019 shoulder.<\/p>\n Adam\u2019s eyes ached as he tried to see through the rain and the undergrowth as to where his adversary was hidden, his only consolation being that Lebedev must have been enduring the same conditions as himself.<\/p>\n Time ticked away, nerve stretching seconds. Lebedev, hidden well and protected by thick undergrowth kept his eyes fixed on the site where Adam had fired from earlier. He smiled slowly at the thought that the Commodore had got himself caught in a snare of his own making, whereas he had time and ammunition to spare.<\/p>\n Adam wiped rain from his face, from his eyes. He knew he had to move as there was little protection from either the rain or the gunman, so very carefully he crouched down, then began to move away with his gun ready and his nerves stretched to breaking point.<\/p>\n He saw a movement from the corner of his eyes and fired. At the same time the ground, heavy with rain water, gave way beneath him and he felt himself sliding through mud. His gun was knocked from his hand halfway down the descent, he slid and slithered until he finally landed on a rock large enough to resist the weight of his body. Lebedev stood up and waited, the rifle poised and ready. From the direction of Adam\u2019s fall – the sound of which had been music to Lebedev\u2019s ears – there was nothing. He was about to step forward when he heard a sound. Vladamir sidled back into the undergrowth as quietly as a serpent returns to his hole. He inched along the way he had come, and bent over double, holding tightly to his rifle he carefully and slowly made his way to the waiting horse. Sport was an obedient animal well used to remaining where his master would leave him, and it was towards this beast that Lebedev now made his slow and serpentine way.<\/p>\n His hand had just touched the reins when there was a repetition of the sound he had already heard.<\/p>\n It was a cough, a man\u2019s cough. But there was no man nearby, not that Lebedev could see. He bent down closer to the ground to scan through the shrubs and then saw the swathe of broken foliage, brown wet mud, sweeping like a shute beneath him. Inch by inch Adam was struggling back up by clinging to wet mud, grabbing at overhanging branches, feeling his feet slide away and the constant thud of rain beating down upon his upturned face and body. He scrabbled for his gun which lay in the mud where it had fallen. Wet leaves swung against his face as his fingers touched the handle of the revolver. Finally able to replace it in his holster he resumed his climb to the main track above him.<\/p>\n Vladamir watched the efforts of the man inching his way towards him. He held the rifle closely and wondered whether or not to use it now. Unaware of what had happened with Joe and Hoss, wondering where they were and when they would put in an appearance left him doubtful as to how to proceed.<\/p>\n He glanced down and watched as the struggling man paused in his efforts to gain his breath. The rain was beating down so heavily upon them that it hampered Adam in his attempts to find handholds, his feet were constantly slipping from any anchorage he could find. When he looked up the rain blinded him. Exhausted he leaned his head upon his arm and tried to catch his breath. The leg that had been weakened during the misadventure in the South China seas was now providing a gnawing ache of its own.<\/p>\n Lebedev chose to wait. He was quite prepared now to wait until Adam reached the top of the incline so that all it would need was a simple shove to send him hurtling back down. It was obvious the man was weakening and would not put up any defence at all.<\/p>\n Adam remained where he was for some seconds, getting a second wind and trying to make sense of some new sounds. He looked up again but the rain dashed into his eyes obscuring his vision. He waited, panting from his exertions. The sound came again as a small cascade of stones, loose gravel and mud slipped past him. Of course he told himself, the rain was loosening the bank above him, and if he were not careful the whole lot would erode and collapse on top of him. He stopped to think again, and the thought came to him that perhaps Lebedev was waiting for him up above, an impatient foot and eroding soil would obviously send such debris down the slope .<\/p>\n He began to move, this time instead of going up, he began to move sideways along, inch by precarious inch. Some overhanging obstinate shrub, growing from the side of the incline shielded him from the watcher above, and enabled him to get a firm grip on something substantial at last. While Lebedev wondered where his quarry had gone, Adam made significant distance between them and began to work his way up towards the track once again.<\/p>\n It took the maximum effort to get his hands over the edge and haul himself up onto the solid packed but puddling track. He rolled onto his stomach, then looked for his attacker. He slowly withdrew his gun, checked that the barrel was clear of any mud or obstruction, wiped his face free from rain water and slowly inched forwards, crouched low, and avoiding any low hanging boughs.<\/p>\n It took only minutes to see the outline of the man who knelt on one knee scanning the land beneath him. There was no doubt about the tension in Lebedev\u2019s body, the way he clutched at the rifle, all indicated that he was waited for Adams reappearance. Without either of them noticing the rain stopped, a miserable wintry sun straggled out from behind clouds. Lebedev straightened up, standing tall, not the handsome figure of a man he liked to appear but then this was a unique situation and he watched as Adam slowly rose to his feet \u201cKommodore.\u201d he inclined his head grandly in greeting.<\/p>\n \u201cPut the rifle down, Lebedev.\u201d<\/p>\n Vladamir raised his eyebrows and shrugged slightly \u201cPut your gun down, Kommodore. Perhaps we can make an agreement between us, da?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNiet\u2026 no deal. Just put the rifle down.\u201d<\/p>\n Lebedev ran his tongue over his teeth and shook his head slowly from side to side, \u201cI could shoot you now, like a dog.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou can.\u201d Adam agreed his eyes never moving from watching Lebedev\u2019s steel blue eyes as they bore into his, \u201cBut I could claim the same.\u201d<\/p>\n The Russian nodded in agreement \u201cIs this how you killed my brother?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI don\u2019t know how your brother was killed, I was unconscious at the time.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOf course, it was your friend, Captain O\u2019Brien who shot my brother, wasn\u2019t it?\u201d<\/p>\n Adams lips tightened at the mention of his friends name, his eyes narrowed slightly, enough for Lebedev to know that reference to Adam\u2019s friend had hit its mark. He nodded \u201cA sad shame what happened to him \u2026and his family.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAs you say – a sad shame.\u201d Adam intoned, the grip on his revolver tightening.<\/p>\n \u201cI could kill you right here and now with one shot, don\u2019t you realise it?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThen why haven\u2019t you tried. Why waste time talking? Get it over and done with if you must, but I can tell you this, you\u2019ll only get the one chance and you won\u2019t be alive to know if you failed.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam pulled back the trigger and closed his eyes. The two weapons exploded instantaneously, each sending its harbinger of death winging towards the other.<\/p>\n Joe had been on his way to join with his brother when the shots were to be heard. He stopped but for an instant and then continued onwards. From where he sat Hoss bowed his head and prayed, Adam\u2019s name on his lips as he screwed up his eyes and covered his face with his hand.<\/p>\n Joe reached the scene of the shoot out just in time to see Vladamir Lebedev crumple and fall. His rifle fell from a lifeless hand by his side into the mud. Without wasting time on him Joe ran towards where Adam standing, still holding the gun in both hands, and both hands shaking so much that Joe wondered if his brother were suffering some kind of spasm before dropping down dead as well.<\/p>\n \u201cAdam? It\u2019s me, Joe?\u201d he cried as he put a hand out towards him, a hand on his brother\u2019s shoulder, another on his arm, \u201cIt\u2019s alright, I think he\u2019s dead.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAre you sure?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cEr – yeah – I\u2019m sure.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHoss?\u201d Adam turned to look intently at Joe, who nodded, smiled \u201cYeah, he\u2019s fine, the bullet went in and out. Just messy that\u2019s all.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam allowed himself a brief smile, \u201cThat\u2019s all?\u201d he raised an eyebrow<\/p>\n \u201cYeah, and – it\u2019s stopped raining.\u201d<\/p>\n Chapter 56<\/p>\n Dutton couldn\u2019t believe the way fortune had been reversed and now smiled so benignly upon him. Having lost track of Janos Anderson had plunged him into despair, but as soon as he was informed of the arrival of Count Lebedev\u2019s body, and that Count Doetov\u2019s body was already at the undertakers, the whole matter took on a completely different complexion. Accompanied by Sheriff Armitage, Roy and Clem he led the way to where Jenkins was taking charge of Valdimir\u2019s body and also that of one other person who had still to be identified.<\/p>\n Armitage had swaggered into the undertakers with the other three men and then stopped short at the sight of Adam ,Joe and Ben Cartwright. He had glanced dismissively at the three of them and was about to follow Dutton into the back room when Ben stepped forward to put a hand on his chest and prevent him from doing so.<\/p>\n \u201cSheriff, I need to speak to you \u2026 it\u2019s important that I speak to you before you go any further.\u201d<\/p>\n Armitage frowned, a dark scowl that seemed to be his trademark feature, he glowered, hesitated and then with a sigh turned to face Ben \u201cWhat is it? Best speak up as I have official business to attend to\u2026in there.\u201d he inclined his head towards the other room.<\/p>\n Adam had stepped forward to prevent Roy and Clem from going further so that they now held back and looked from Ben to Joe to Armitage who was now standing looking patronisingly down at Ben while Adam had gone into the other room with Dutton. Armitage raised his eyebrows \u201cWell, what is it you have to say? Speak up, man, you\u2019re wasting official time.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m sorry, sheriff Armitage, but I haven\u2019t got good news to tell you. \u201c Ben looked at Joe who raised his shoulders slightly and Ben, who had removed his hat, sighed and shook his head \u201cI – we – brought in two bodies today.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cVery well -\u201d Armitage glanced at Joe, then back to Ben, his eyes narrowed as he remembered that Adam was in the other room with the undertaker and Dutton, he nodded \u201cYour son, Hoss, he isn\u2019t here with you?\u201d<\/p>\n Ben was rather startled at the conclusion that Armitage had come to and opened his mouth but it was Joe who now stepped forward \u201cTrue enough, sheriff, but Hoss is at home being attended to by his wife. He caught a bullet from Lebedev and was winged, nothing serious, you understand?\u201d<\/p>\n Armitage gave a weak smile and shrugged \u201cThat\u2019s good news. So – ?\u201d he looked once more from one to the other, behind him Roy and Clem, realising that something more serious was about to be said, drew closer.<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m afraid that the other body is that of a young man. Your nephew, Edward.\u201d Ben said very gently, while his dark eyes were fixed upon the sheriff\u2019s countenance as though he were interested to see what reaction the news would create in the heart of a man who seemed to care about nothing or no -one.<\/p>\n \u201cEdward? What do you mean? Edward\u2019s working at the Enterprise office \u2026\u201d Armitage replied and he turned to look at Joe, \u201cWhat\u2019s your father talking about, young man?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m sorry, sheriff, your nephew was shot -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cShot?\u201d Armitage\u2019s eyebrows nearly shot clear off his forehead, \u201cShot ? By whom?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe was shot -\u201d Joe began and then looked at Roy who was looking rather thoughtful, \u201cHe was shot at Adam\u2019s place on Ponderosa land.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cShot?\u201d Armitage repeated and lowered his head as though he had to think over this information, \u201cOn the Ponderosa? What was Edward doing there? Who shot him? Was it your son?\u201d he glared at Ben who shook his head in denial so that Armitage looked at Joe \u201cWas it you?\u201d<\/p>\n Joe shook his head and ran nervous fingers through his hair, \u201cNo, sir. It was – I guess you could say your nephew was just in the wrong place at the wrong time. \u201c<\/p>\n \u201cLet me see him -\u201d Armitage said abruptly, he glared at Roy and Clem as they stepped to one side to let him pass through the doorway and into the other room where Jenkins laid out his corpses prior to attending to them.<\/p>\n Dutton was conversing in low tones with Adam, they were standing by the body of Vladimir Lebedev which was at the further end of the room, both men turned to look at Armitage and then resumed their conversation. It seemed to Ben that the conversation consisted of Dutton asking his son a lot of questions the answers to which were being scribbled down verbatim .<\/p>\n Edward Armitage lay upon the trestle with the blanket still covering his body. It was Jenkins who, upon getting the nod from Roy, pulled it away from the boy\u2019s face to expose him to his Uncle. Armitage stared down at the boy for quite some time, he showed no emotion apart from the initial confusion of actually seeing his nephew, dead. There was a bullet that had taken part of his face and skull away, and a bullet in the throat. Lebedev may have fired his rifle in a hurry and off guard, but he still knew where to do the most damage in order to kill someone.<\/p>\n Armitage dropped the blanket back and looked at the other men \u201cWhat happened?\u201d he cleared his throat \u201cWho did it?\u201d<\/p>\n Ben cleared his throat \u201cIt seems your nephew was attempting to rob -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cRob? What are you talking about?\u201d the sheriff\u2019s voice snapped loud enough for the two men at the other part of the room to stop their conversation and turn to observe them. After a moment\u2019s silence Armitage inclined his head \u201cGo on\u2026.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m sorry, sheriff, we have a witness to the fact that your nephew was attempting to steal from Adams premises. He was disturbed and climbed out of the window. In trying to escape from – the witness – he inadvertently rode into the path of Count Lebedev who shot him.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cCount Lebedev? Who\u2019s he?\u201d Armitage muttered while in the back of his head he felt he should know, but facts and details were spinning around and around so fast he couldn\u2019t recall anything for sure.<\/p>\n \u201cThe dead man over there.\u201d Ben nodded over to where Lebedev\u2019s body was set out on another trestle.<\/p>\n \u201cOne of those Russians you\u2019ve been pestering me about all these weeks?\u201d Armitage muttered and glanced darkly at Roy who could only nod in affirmation.<\/p>\n Roy cleared his throat and in his usual gruff voice told Armitage that regrettable as Edward\u2019s death was, it could have been avoided if the sheriff had followed up the information about the stealing that had been going on in town., and if he himself had been more careful with the information he gave his nephew about people\u2019s personal habits, as to when or where they would be at any given time.<\/p>\n \u201cYou saying I ain\u2019t fit to be sheriff hereabouts, Coffee?\u201d Armitage snapped and glared at Roy with such vehemence that Clem felt it necessary to make his presence felt \u201cIf Mr Coffee ain\u2019t saying it, Mr Armitage, then I am.\u201d Clem said with such determination in his voice that Ben felt his lips twitch almost in a smile.<\/p>\n Armitage straightened his back immediately, glanced down at his nephews body and was about to say something when caution prevailed, he only nodded and without a word left the room. The thud of a door closing confirmed that he had left the building.<\/p>\n Mr Jenkins the Undertaker was asked by Mr Dutton to show him the body of the deceased Dimitri Doestov, and was led down to where the Count\u2019s body had been laid to rest in the ice house. After confirming for his own peace of mind that the body really did belong to the person so named, Dutton wrote something else on his piece of paper and left the room.<\/p>\n Adam was still standing in the upper chamber close to Lebedev\u2019s body when Dutton returned. He looked at the other man who nodded \u201cSeems that this business is all wrapped up now then, Commodore. There\u2019s no need for any of you to be involved any further. We will attend to the – er – removal of the bodies.\u201d<\/p>\n Ben frowned and was about to speak when a slight action from Adam prevented him from doing so. Dutton picked up his hat \u201cMr Fish will be getting in touch with you, Commodore. I should think the Russian authorities will want to bury these two men in their own home land, as befits their rank.\u201d he slipped his hat onto his head and smiled in satisfaction, \u201cNo doubt I\u2019ll have your report on my desk tomorrow, you know where I\u2019m staying, don\u2019t you?\u201d<\/p>\n Adam merely inclined his head while his lip curled slightly in distaste, he didn\u2019t like Dutton and the reminder that this whole situation was political and involved Governments frustrated him enormously. He looked at Joe and nodded, Ben sighed and moved in closer behind Joe so that the two of them were at Adam\u2019s side as he left the room.<\/p>\n Mr Jenkins watched as Dutton left and as Adam was about to follow suit he coughed slightly \u201cExcuse me, Mr Cartwright, I found this in the gentleman\u2019s jacket. It was addressed to you, private and confidential.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhich gentleman?\u201d Adam asked from curiosity which they waited for the little man to open a tin box that had been locked in a drawer of his desk.<\/p>\n \u201cThe one on ice at the moment, sir.\u201d Jenkins smiled, rather ghoulishly Joe thought, as he handed the letter over to Adam. \u201cI\u2019m presuming that from what the other gent said, the dead Russian you brought in just now will have to go on ice as well?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m afraid so, Mr. Jenkins.\u201d Adam nodded and took the envelope from the other mans hand and slipped it into his pocket.<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019ll raise the cost, you know? The expenses will be pretty high.\u201d Jenkins sighed and shook his head while he rubbed his hands with delight.<\/p>\n \u201cI wouldn\u2019t worry about that, Mr Jenkins. The Russian Government can afford to pay for their keep.\u201d Adam replied as he placed his hat upon his head and stepped out into the street.<\/p>\n Ben put a hand reassuringly on his son\u2019s shoulder but said nothing. It was Joe who suggested that perhaps they needed a drink and together they made their way to the Several men in the saloon greeted them with amicable nods and comments as to their well being, some looked at them at though wondering what had happened to them as both Adam and Joe still carried some trace of what had taken place that day, despite the rudimentary clean up they had had at the Ponderosa before coming into town.<\/p>\n Ben ordered the drinks while Adam and Joe eased their bodies into the chairs at a table tucked into a corner. \u201cMmm,\u201d Joe sighed and stretched out his legs \u201cWho would have thought it, Edward Armitage the town thief.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam nodded and set his hat down on the table, eased his shoulders in order to relax them a little and smiled over at his father who was bringing the beers over to the table, \u201cWell, it didn\u2019t do him any good in the long run.\u201d he took his glass and nodded his thanks to Ben, \u201cHe must have made a small fortune with all the things he was stealing.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYeah,\u201d Joe leaned forward \u201cI heard he even stole the Burma Rarity from Widow Hawkins.\u201d<\/p>\n Ben sat down and placed his hat down beside Adams, tasted the beer and nodded \u201cHe tried to steal the Burma Rarity but Clemmie has some kind of alarm system rigged up so he wasn\u2019t able to get it off the table.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWeighed down by \u2018Arry\u2019s 500lb dumb bell no doubt?\u201d Adam chuckled which made Joe laugh out loud.<\/p>\n It was at that point when Ruby ran in with her hair all tousled and looking excitedly around the saloon announced in a loud voice \u201cYou\u2019ll never guess what\u2019s happened – that Edward Armitage was the one doing all the stealing around here.\u201d<\/p>\n Joe sighed and raised his eyebrows, Adam shook his head and drank more of his beer and Ben leaned back to observe what was going to happen next. A long bearded miner stood up \u201cThe little varmint. He should be hanged.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYeah – him and his uncle together.\u201d someone else yelled<\/p>\n \u201cSome sheriff he turned out to be, he was probably in on it all.\u201d said a plump little man who, once the crowd parted a little, they could see was Mr Saville the jeweller.<\/p>\n Joe leaned forwards and whispered \u201cThis is getting interesting.\u201d<\/p>\n Ruby shrugged and flounced her skirts \u201cCan\u2019t hang him he\u2019s already dead.\u201d<\/p>\n This led to more exclamations and declarations, Mr Saville suddenly disappeared and Ruby became the centre of attention while being plied with questions from everyone there.<\/p>\n \u201cEven more interesting.\u201d Ben muttered and nodded towards the doors as Dan deQuille stepped into the saloon, pencil and notepad in hand.<\/p>\n \u201cTime for us to drink up and clear out.\u201d Adam whispered, putting words to action as he raised his glass and emptied it.<\/p>\n Once they were outside and had left the hum of the crowd in the saloon, the three men made their way to where the wagon had been left, it was Ben who was mounted on Cinnamon, Joe and Adam had ridden into town in the rig. They had not gone far when a voice hailed them from the side of the street and upon turning they saw Roy with his arm raised to stop them proceeding any further.<\/p>\n \u201cAnything wrong, Roy?\u201d Ben asked anxiously for he was eager to get home now, his back was aching and he didn\u2019t like to admit it but his bunions were killing him.<\/p>\n \u201cNothing wrong, Ben.\u201d Roy smiled and nodded his head, then looked over at Joe and Adam, \u201cArmitage has resigned as sheriff. He\u2019s going back to where he came from once the boy\u2019s been buried. \u201c<\/p>\n \u201cProbably for the best, Roy.\u201d Ben agreed, nodding thoughtfully and his mind already dwelling on what could be for supper later on.<\/p>\n \u201cYeah, turns out young Edward had a real hoard of jewels tucked away. Stacks of money too.\u201d Roy ran his tongue over his teeth and pursed his lips in his old familiar fashion, \u201cThey asked Clem to be sheriff.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThat\u2019s good.\u201d Joe smiled and nodded, \u201cHe\u2019ll make a good sheriff. He was always a good deputy.\u201d<\/p>\n Roy chuckled \u201cConsidering you never thought him capable of finding a flea on a dog\u2019s back, Joe, he\u2019ll take that as a real compliment coming from you.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou weren\u2019t tempted to take it back then?\u201d Ben asked his old friend who shook his head and said gruffly \u201cNo, Ben, only a fool doesn\u2019t know when to step down, Clem knows where I am when or if he needs me.\u201d<\/p>\n He nodded and smiled, raised a hand in farewell and turned away to walk back to his house. The three Cartwrights said nothing as they made their way down the main street towards home. In the silence Adam suddenly said \u201cDid you really say that Clem couldn\u2019t find a flea on a dogs back?\u201d<\/p>\n Joe fidgeted a little and ran a finger around the back of his collar \u201cI might have done – once upon a time.\u201d he admitted with such a hang dog expression on his face that Adam couldn\u2019t hold back from laughing out loud. It seemed to Ben that was the best sound he had heard for a long time\u2026 laughter, and his eldest sons laughter at that.<\/p>\n Chapter 57<\/p>\n It was good to get back home. Olivia stood in the centre of the large living room and looked around her and felt contentment steal into her heart. The fire was burning and there were pleasant smells coming from the kitchen where Cheng Ho Lee was preparing the main meal for the day. She watched as Reuben and Sofia ran up the stairs to put their toys back in their rooms. As she slowly took off her coat and folded it over the back of a chair she wondered why it was that even a building could have such an effect, after all, what was a building but wood, stone and plaster?<\/p>\n As she removed her bonnet she thought of the three homes on the Ponderosa and compared them with the house on the Double D where Marcy and Luke lived so happily and that had been her home for so long. She remembered how foreboding the place had been when they had first returned and how, gradually, she had changed it so much that dear old Abigail had totally relaxed and loved it there.<\/p>\n \u2018It\u2019s the people who make it a home,\u2019 she thought to herself as the sound of the children\u2019s voices reached her from above, \u2018it\u2019s what people bring to a house that makes it special.\u2019<\/p>\n She was still smiling when she entered the kitchen and greeted Cheng Ho Lee who beamed a welcome at her for he loved her dearly. \u201cI\u2019m sorry you had such an unpleasant experience here, Cheng Ho Lee.\u201d<\/p>\n He shrugged and shook his head \u201cVery bad boy want to come take all your jewels away. Good thing he got stopped. Bad thing got stopped permanent.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell, I suppose so, but it wasn\u2019t very pleasant for you.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI handle worse things, Missy, you no worry about that\u2026\u201d he smiled and dipped a spoon into the sauce which he carefully carried over to her \u201cNow, taste, you tell Cheng Ho Lee what you think?\u201d<\/p>\n She tasted, savoured and nodded \u201cOh that tastes just perfect.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou like? Very good. I make for dinner tonight.\u201d<\/p>\n She nodded again and for a moment sat at the table watching him as he prepared vegetables and sliced up meat. He was such a capable cook, and it surprised her to realise and appreciate that he had also become a good friend. The thought that he could have been injured or killed in the foray with Lebedev and Armitage made her feel sick, \u201cCheng Ho Lee, where did you come from before you were here?\u201d<\/p>\n He paused in his chopping up some potatoes and stared out of the window \u201cAh, I in Virginia City, work for honourable Hop Sings cousin No. 2 in laundry.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBut you\u2019re a cook, not a laundry man.\u201d she picked up some raw carrot and began to nibble at it.<\/p>\n \u201cYes, good cook. Cook for all family in Virginia City.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBut you weren\u2019t always in Virginia City, were you?\u201d<\/p>\n He paused again, then brought the chopper down with a whack which split the potato so effectively as to send it in two directions. He sighed \u201cNo, before Virginia City Cheng Ho Lee in far off place. Missy not like it, very hot all time.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWas it in China?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, Missy, some time in China. Later not, go someplace else.\u201d he heaved in a deep breath before saying quietly \u201cVery busy now. Get meal ready before Mr Adam back from town.\u201d<\/p>\n She nodded and rose to her feet, murmured a thank you before she left the kitchen to his ministrations. She looked at the clock and noticed the time with a smile because it signified that Adam would be home very soon from his trip into town.<\/p>\n Even now she had to stop herself from laughing at the memory of seeing her husband when he walked into the Ponderosa living room. Oh of course everyone cried out in horror when Hoss came in, blood staining his jacket and arm in a sling, but bravely insisting that he was fine, just fine, before collapsing rather comically into an armchair. Hester had run over to him immediately while little Hannah had burst into tears because her daddy was hurt. Ben had yelled out that Dr Martin or Jim be sent for, but Hoss had muttered stoically that there was no need, it was just a flesh wound.<\/p>\n \u201cJust a flesh wound,\u201d Hester had wept, \u201cThere\u2019s blood everywhere, Hoss.\u201d<\/p>\n Hoss had heaved a heavy sigh and looked mournful until his brother Joe had come in soaked to the skin and flung his hat onto the credenza. \u201cHe\u2019s alright, it\u2019s just a flesh wound.\u201d he had said as he unbuckled his gun belt.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat happened? Where\u2019s Adam?\u201d Ben had demanded before Olivia could get the words out of her mouth as she was trying to console Hester while Mary Ann had cuddled Hannah.<\/p>\n \u201cJust coming \u2026 we got Lebedev, he\u2019s dead.\u201d Joe had announced without any great fuss and he had smiled over at Mary Ann, then looked at Hoss \u201cI said it was just a flesh wound. Ain\u2019t no reason for him to make any big deal about it.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh there is too,\u201d Hester cried and had stepped back for Hop Sing to take over the administrations to the wound .<\/p>\n \u201cThere\u2019s a lot of blood because there\u2019s a lot more flesh on Hoss than most folk,\u201d Joe had stated and was about to launch forth into an explanation of what happened when Adam had walked into the room.<\/p>\n For a moment the whole drama of the moment had just vanished as he stood in the doorway and dripped mud and water everywhere. Olivia admitted afterwards that he had looked so unusually NOT Adam that it shook her a little to realise it was him \u2026 clothes and boots were caked in mud, streaks of it had created runnels down his face. Olivia had looked at him with her mouth wide open and then turned to look at Ben who had stared so hard it looked as though his eyes were about to pop out, Hannah had screamed and began to cry again \u201cBogey man\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThanks.\u201d Adam had merely murmured at which point Olivia had lost control altogether and burst out laughing. In fact she had laughed so much she had to excuse herself and run to the outhouse.<\/p>\n She was still smiling when she entered their bedroom. She stood at the entrance of the room and looked at the mess on the floor, the tangle of clothing, the upturned drawers, the jewel box opened and her trinkets scattered over the dressing table, some left where they had fallen onto the floor. She turned slightly at a sound behind her and saw Sofia who was now reaching for her hand \u201cWhat happened, mommy?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cA bad man came and tried to steal things from us.\u201d she said simply as she walked further into the room and began to pick the jewels up from the floor and put them neatly into the trinket box.<\/p>\n She remembered as she did so that the \u2018bad man\u2019 hadn\u2019t even reached maturity, he was a youth of 17 or 18 years of age, and as a result of this attempt to steal from her, he had died. Just like that, a life snuffed out.<\/p>\n Reuben came in and watched them with his head inclined slightly, \u201cMa, why would anyone come all the way here to steal your jewels?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI don\u2019t know, Reuben, it\u2019s very hard at times to understand why people choose to do bad things.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cStealing IS bad.\u201d Sofia announced very solemnly as she passed over an emerald ear ring, one that brought back memories of events not so long ago to her mother who sighed sadly as she put it back in the box.<\/p>\n \u201cBut he\u2019s dead now, isn\u2019t he?\u201d Reuben said as he perched himself on the side of the bed, \u201cAnd that other man who tried to kill Pa, he\u2019s dead as well.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThat\u2019s two dead people.\u201d Sofia nodded her head to confirm that she had her arithmetic right.<\/p>\n \u201cYeah, I saw them in the back of the wagon -\u201d Reuben sighed, \u201cDid Pa kill them both?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, he didn\u2019t.\u201d Olivia replied curtly snapping the lid of the box shut and putting it in the drawer. \u201cHe shot one when that man tried to kill him. The other man had killed -\u201d she paused and swallowed \u201che killed the person who was stealing from us.\u201d \u201cNo, and I don\u2019t know any more than that, Reuben, you will have to ask your father.\u201d she picked up her clothes and shivered, they would have to be washed, she didn\u2019t like to think of that youth\u2019s hands having touched them. Adam smoothed out the envelope and looked at the writing, it was simply and plainly addressed to him \u2018Adam Cartwright\u2019 . He glanced over to where Olivia was seated, her head bowed over her sewing, her face calm and serene as the needle flashed in and out of the little garments she was making for the coming baby\u2019s layette. She glanced up now to smile over at him before turning to her work.<\/p>\n Taking the paper knife he slit the envelope open and pulled out the letter. Dimitri\u2019s writing was like himself, small and neat and precise. Adam cleared his throat as though he were about to engage in conversation with the Russian, he was that aware of this being a very personal missive.<\/p>\n \u201cMy friend, Adam<\/p>\n Yes, it must seem strange for me to address you in this way, Kommodor, when one thinks of the times we have met, not as friends, more as adversaries is that not so?<\/p>\n But for you I have always known that we have a common respect for what we feel are the right things in life. Things above politics and such things that rule the lives of others. Again strange for me to say so, because I have been involved with the works – the mechanics – of politics for so long.<\/p>\n I believe that soon Vladimir Lebedev will either be dead or will have succeeded in killing me. It is inevitable. It is the rules Gorchakov has given me, and no doubt Vladimir. That is part of the way rules for this game are played, Russian style. There is more than one way to play Russian roulette, you see?<\/p>\n Let me tell you about your friend O\u2019Brien. It was his misfortune to have been seen with his family in Paris. I tried to warn him when I saw him and yet he did not believe me. He did say he would write to you however. I told him, no, you must leave Paris, take your family away.<\/p>\n Perhaps he was intending to leave, who is to know? It was Sergei, and Marek, both superb men at their work – explosive genius\u2019 – under Lebedev\u2019s instructions they fixed a small device to the coach in which they were travelling, when it went off the vehicle crashed into the bridge wall, the horses of course went into panic. It was a mess. No one but another explosive genius would have detected the device.<\/p>\n It was likewise with your friend Captain Hathaway. He stood no chance of surviving the explosives set on board the ship, the Italian boat, wired also the same, could not avoid the collision. The two men were expert at their jobs which is why Lebedev wanted them here.<\/p>\n And how strange, such a simple task and first they nearly kill the wrong man, and then get killed themselves. How do you say it? Many a slip eh? It does not afford us to be too sure of our plans going well.<\/p>\n Vladimir learned that I had seen you at the hotel, he knows I have – in a sense – betrayed him. That means to him, I have betrayed Russia, or rather, Gorchakov, who is Russia. There now., that is the problem. So either I kill him, or he kills me\u2026we shall see.<\/p>\n But, my friend, I think you will be all right. Dimitri Doestov\u201d<\/p>\n \u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n Armitage watched as his nephew was buried in the small graveyard close to town. There was Boot Hill and there was the more private cemetery where \u2018decent\u2019 townsfolk were buried. Somehow Edward Armitage managed to get himself declared \u2018decent\u2019 enough for burial there thus avoiding the stain of Boot Hill for immortality.<\/p>\n There were not many attending Edwards funeral. Dan deQuille was there, several others, some of the women folk including Clemmie Hawkins who had felt it her duty to attend due to Edwards youth. The ex-sheriff had not been impressed by the poor turn out but it was a reminder of the fact that he was a newcomer to town, and had not really fulfilled the expectations of the populace as far as his sheriffing was concerned.<\/p>\n Disgruntled and heavy hearted he made his way to the apartment he was renting and closed the door. Once inside he found a glass, a large bottle of bourbon and an armchair which faced the window overlooking the town.<\/p>\n Two glasses of bourbon created a headache, the third cleared the headache and made him think over the statements he had read about Edwards\u2019 death. By the fourth glass he began to suspect that there was something not quite right about those statements, and there was something decidedly wrong about Edward and the accusations people were making against him. Surely if he had been the thief as they said he was, then he, his uncle and the sheriff, would have had some inkling ?<\/p>\n By the time the bottle was empty Mr Cyril Armitage, ex – sheriff of Virginia City, was convinced that his nephew had been murdered on false charges, no doubt by one of those Cartwrights, or that Chinese cook under orders of the one they called the Commodore. It just seemed so logical, after all, why would Edward be on Ponderosa land? He was a hard working young clerk kept chained to his desk at the Territorial Enterprise offices\u2026well? Wasn\u2019t he?<\/p>\n Chapter 58<\/p>\n The day following young Edward Armitage\u2019s funeral the Cartwright brothers rode into town, each with their particular tasks in mind. It was wet, windy and the sky was grey and bleak. It was a day when most men preferred to be home by the fire not riding with the rain dripping down their necks through the gap between their hat brims and slickers. The three men split up to do their assigned tasks having agreed to meet at the Sazarac for a drink before heading back to the Ponderosa. Hoss was cautioned by Amanda Ridley in the Emporium that the ex-sheriff was breathing murder and goodness knew what else against the Cartwrights, particularly Adam which made Hoss guffaw with laughter \u201cYou gotta be kiddin\u2019, Miss Amanda.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m not,\u201d she leaned on the counter towards him \u201cYou know the boy was buried yesterday?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYesterday was it?\u201d Hoss frowned \u201cBut why has the – I mean – Mr Armitage got so\u2019s he\u2019s blaming us?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThat\u2019s exactly it, Hoss, that\u2019s exactly what he\u2019s doing, he\u2019s blaming you all, saying his nephew wasn\u2019t a thief and somehow or other you murdered him.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAw, c\u2019mon now, why\u2019d we do that?\u201d Hoss shook his head and shrugged, \u201cYou reckon he\u2019s gone mad?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMad with drink more like.\u201d Amanda said, \u201cJust warn your brothers to be careful and tread around him carefully.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDoes Clem know – and Roy?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSure, they know.\u201d Amanda nodded her head and then had to turn away to see to another customer while Hoss pushed some money into his top pocket and walked away, scooping up some bags of groceries along the way.<\/p>\n In the Sazarac Adam walked to the counter and leaned against it. He had thrown his hat on the table and then stood at the counter waiting for Charley to come to take his order.<\/p>\n \u201cGood to see you in town, Adam,\u201d Charley smiled and having got the order began to fill the glasses with beer.<\/p>\n By the time they were filled and Adam was taking them to the table his brothers had arrived and were edging into their seats, Charley, noticing Hoss\u2019 arm in a sling called out to enquire how it was, to which Hoss replied it could have been worse, and with a grin picked up his glass of beer.<\/p>\n It was a relaxed happy group of men, any onlooker could vouch that it was a pleasure to have seen the three brothers sitting around enjoying a glass of beer like in the days when they were younger and single. The fact that two were listening intently to the news that Hoss had brought them was beside the point, to all intents and purposes all was well.<\/p>\n A lot happened it seemed, all mixed up in a few bizarre moments. The doors of the saloon opened and Ruby and Lizzie came in, laughing together, and walked quickly to the table where some miners were seated. A tall, middle aged man also entered the saloon, glanced about him, and began to walk towards the Cartwrights table.<\/p>\n Cyril Armitage got so many feet to where the Cartwrights were seated when he began to yell at them, \u201cI\u2019ve a score to settle with you, all of you, you low down conniving liars, murderers.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat do you mean by that ?\u201d Joe snapped back, jumping immediately to his feet, \u201cYou got something to say, Armitage, then say it out straight.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201c You killed young Edward -\u201d<\/p>\n Adam shook his head \u201cWe did nothing of the kind, now why not calm down and talk rational.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou calling me a liar now?\u201d Armitage yelled and stepped forward with his fist flying, but too drunk to hit his target although Adam rose to his feet so abruptly that the chair toppled over with a crash to the floor.<\/p>\n \u201cThat\u2019s enough -\u201d Hoss stood up and put a restraining hand across Adam\u2019s chest, while turning his back on Armitage who seemed suddenly confused by the sight of Hoss\u2019 broad back only inches from him, \u201cThat\u2019s enough. Mr Armitage, you should be ashamed of yourself accusing us like that , you got our statements, you know what happened, you know exactly what your nephew was doing.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYeah, and what do you know about it, Hoss.\u201d Armitage spat, \u201cYou tell me how come a boy gets to visit folk on the Ponderosa and ends up dead. Not even wearing a gun, nothing, nothing to defend himself with \u2026 you call that fair, you call that right?\u201d<\/p>\n Joe stepped forward now pushing in between Armitage and Hoss so that his brothers could step back a pace or two \u201cMr Armitage, we ain\u2019t saying it\u2019s right or fair the way Edward died, but we weren\u2019t responsible for his death. If he hadn\u2019t been there at the time, doing what he was doing -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThere you go, making those accusations again -\u201d Armitage yelled, he jabbed a finger at Adam, \u201cAs for you, don\u2019t think I\u2019ve forgotten about you. \u201c<\/p>\n Adam raised his eyebrows and said nothing, he righted his chair and sat down. They watched as Armitage stomped out of the saloon, crashing the door behind him.<\/p>\n \u201cThere goes a bitter man,\u201d Hoss sighed, \u201cMakes you wonder what turns a man so angry.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019s a pity he didn\u2019t take as much notice of his nephew when he was alive, as he does now.\u201d Adam murmured, and glanced over his shoulder at the other customers who had been silenced by the outburst and were now muttering among themselves \u201cLet\u2019s just hope that this accusation doesn\u2019t make other people around here believe it\u2019s true.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou don\u2019t think anyone would believe it, do you?\u201d Joe raised his eyebrows high, and shook his head, \u201cSurely not?\u201d<\/p>\n His brothers didn\u2019t answer but decided to finish their drinks quickly and leave town. As they left the building some men at the other tables glanced at the closed doors, put their heads together and began to murmur. Some seeds mature in fertile ground, others die \u2026<\/p>\n In San Francisco police were pondering over the identity of a woman found on the wharf side among crates and boxes bound for Alaska. The woman was in her early forties, reasonably attractive and dressed expensively. There was no means of identification on her whereabouts and a search for a purse or some papers revealed nothing.<\/p>\n Janos also known as Jonas Anderson leaned upon the rails of the ship and stared out at the fast disappearing outline of the American coast. It had broken his heart to know that his wife would not be making this journey to his homeland. He had hoped that she would understand everything once he had explained it but sadly she had been taken from him almost as soon as they had reached the ship.<\/p>\n Milyutin explained that she was a liability, and American. It was better for her to return to her home in Virginia City or to her family where her heart would be comforted by the things she loved and knew. In the back of his mind Janos knew that his dear wife would not be returning anywhere, and that the only problem with her heart would be the bullet or knife in it. But he couldn\u2019t dwell upon such things as that, as a good Russian he had to accept that such sacrifices had to be made at times by loyal subjects. He preferred to tell himself that his dearly beloved was sniffling in a handkerchief in a stagecoach bound for home.<\/p>\n In his cabin Milyutin wrote up the daily report, noting that one Mrs Anderson had been \u2018dealt with neatly\u2019 and that the coffins of Counts Lebedev and Doestov were \u2018on ice\u2019 in the hold awaiting burial in the rich soil of their motherland.<\/p>\n As he put his pen down he congratulated himself as being the sole survivor of this particular assignment, something he had not envisaged when he had first ventured upon it.<\/p>\n Chapter 59<\/p>\n Adam wiped the rain from his face and glanced up at the sound of approaching horses and then looked over in the direction of his youngest brother, Joe, who was straining hard to shift the limb of a tree from the river. It had been their task that morning to clear debris from the river near Millers Creek as the amount of rain that had fallen over the week was enough to swell the rivers and bring down bridges.<\/p>\n Joe didn\u2019t look up until Adam had whistled at him, and when he did it was with small grace as he watched the bough sink back into the water and float back to where it had previously settled.<\/p>\n Clem Foster drew his horse up and waited for the two brothers to walk up to him noting as he did so the absence of Hoss who, he thought, would have been invaluable in work of this kind. Then he remembered that Hoss had been injured during the previous weeks battle with Lebedev. Joe greeted him with a watery grin while Adam brought a hand across his face to wipe away the rain \u201cAnything wrong. Clem?\u201d Adam asked.<\/p>\n \u201cNot sure to be honest.\u201d Clem replied as he leaned forward on his saddle horn and his eyes turned to Joe \u201cHope this don\u2019t mean trouble for you, Joe, but several folk have reported seeing a black stallion with the Ponderosa brand on it recently.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhereabouts?\u201d Joe asked, putting his hand on Clem\u2019s horses bridle to still its head for it obviously didn\u2019t like standing about in the rain.<\/p>\n \u201cFurther south.\u201d he looked at Joe as the younger man glanced over at Adam \u201cFact is, they seen the horse and its rider and it\u2019s the rider that\u2019s got them tied up in knots.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cReally?\u201d Adam scowled \u201cWhy\u2019s that?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBecause it\u2019s an Indian, Cheyenne some say, Sioux others think he could be\u2026. They\u2019ve been talking about it in the saloons, muttering an\u2019 all. They reckon it\u2019s been stolen from here. Some want the army called in.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBecause of one horse?\u201d Joe exclaimed looking disgusted at the thought.<\/p>\n \u201cNo, because of the rider, because there are a bunch of them Indians riding together and he seems to be their leader on a black horse with the Ponderosa brand.\u201d Clem scowled, he hadn\u2019t wanted to report this to the Cartwrights but even he found it hard to accept, a fine looking horse being stolen – obviously – from the Ponderosa.<\/p>\n \u201cLook, Clem, there\u2019s no need for the army to be called in. I gave that horse to that Indian, and it was given freely as a gift.\u201d Joe said as rationally as he could although the look of incredulity on Clems face made his temper flare.<\/p>\n \u201cThe Cheyenne in question saved my life some time back, Clem. It was the least we could give him by way of thanks.\u201d Adam said quietly, placing a hand on Joe\u2019s arm as he sensed his brothers irritation mounting.<\/p>\n \u201cThat may be, Adam, but I don\u2019t know how folks back in town will take that information. I can\u2019t see them thinking much about it.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cToo bad,\u201d Joe snapped back \u201cNo one\u2019s got the right to dictate to me what I do with my horses, or to whom I give them. You just tell them that from me, alright?\u201d<\/p>\n Clem opened and then closed his mouth, he wished fervently that Roy was nearby he was sure to have the right words to say, he glanced at Adam as though for help, Adam shrugged slightly \u201cJoe\u2019s right, Clem. He has the right to give his property to whomever he wishes.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBut – a Cheyenne? That ain\u2019t sensible, Adam, and you knows it. Weren\u2019t so long ago they were scalping Custer and his men, or have you forgotten that?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo,\u201d Adam replied shortly and gave a shake of the head \u201cPeace has to start somewhere, Clem, and those people came here to find peace. That\u2019s all.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMmm,\u201d Clem shook his head now \u201cSomehow I got me a feeling that ain\u2019t gonna work out . Folk in town -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI don\u2019t give a hoot about the folk in town, it\u2019s my business, Clem, just tell them to mind their own.\u201d Joe yelled and stalked away to return to his task of pulling at the tree in the river.<\/p>\n Clem looked at Adam \u201cWhat do I do, Adam?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell, you just tell the people who want to cause trouble to stop doing so. Joe\u2019s right, the horse was his and he gave it to a friend -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThat ain\u2019t gonna sit well on some folk.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cJoe gave it to a friend, a friend of his and mine. If anyone wants to cause trouble about it, tell them to come and see us about it.\u201d he stepped back \u201cThanks for your time, Clem.\u201d<\/p>\n Clem nodded and turned the horse round, then paused \u201cYou know Armitage is telling folk in town you killed his nephew.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThat\u2019s a load of nonsense, Clem. I had other things on my mind that day other than killing a boy who was stealing from us.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe denies that the boy was stealing from anyone.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThen you had better get busy proving that he was \u2026\u201d Adam paused and ran a hand ov er his chin \u201cHow many thefts have you had recently, Clem?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNone.\u201d Clem sighed as he moved his horse back the way they came \u201cNone at all.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam watched him go and scratched the back of his neck where the rain water had trickled, he shivered, shook his head and returned to help his brother tug at the tree. Joe scowled \u201cWe could do with Hoss here\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYeah, well, with his bad arm -\u201d Adam murmured.<\/p>\n \u201cHuh, you mean Hester\u2019s been fussing over him so much he don\u2019t want to move his fat backside out of that chair.\u201d \u201cHuh!\u201d was the only reply he received from his irate brother who certainly agreed it was a good idea, and who fervently wished he had thought of it first, except, of course, he had no injury over which his wife could fuss.<\/p>\n For some while the brothers continued to work in silence, speaking only when it became necessary to do so in order for their task to be completed. The rain stopped falling and a bleak sky, hidden by dark clouds, seemed to hang heavily overhead.<\/p>\n \u201cJoe?\u201d Adam leaned against the trunk of a tree and looked over at his brother who turned a stubborn face towards him as though already anticipating what was to come. \u201cWhat do you intend doing about Stalking Horse?\u201d<\/p>\n Joe narrowed his eyes and shrugged, he hesitated a moment or two before replying \u201cI thought I would go and find him, suggest he takes his people and move on before there\u2019s trouble.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam nodded thoughtfully, his face was composed as he considered what Joe had said and for a while he just watched his brother as Joe collected up equipment \u201cLook, if you don\u2019t mind my saying this but -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat?\u201d Joe snapped, \u201cYou trying to tell me not to get involved? Well, I am involved – that\u2019s my friend out there, and the horse I gave him was mine.\u201d he jabbed his thumb into his chest as though to emphasise the fact before turning his back on his brother who left the support of the tree to walk over to Sport and mount into the saddle.<\/p>\n \u201cI was just going to suggest that whatever you decide to do, you discuss it with Mary Ann first. Then come and get me.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHuh?\u201d Joe scowled, shook his head and mounted his horse, \u201cOf course I\u2019d discuss it with my wife\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m just saying, that\u2019s all\u2026 in case it slipped your mind.\u201d Adam said casually.<\/p>\n \u201cAnd why should I come to you afterwards?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSo that I can ride along with you and make sure you keep out of trouble, of course.\u201d<\/p>\n Joe shook his head \u201cMe? Keep out of trouble? You\u2019re a fine one to talk after what we\u2019ve gone through these past few weeks.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMmm, well, local trouble\u2019s different.\u201d Adam gave a tight lipped smile, \u201cAnyway, Stalking Horse is by way of being a friend of mine too, you know.\u201d<\/p>\n Joe looked at his brother thoughtfully, then nodded, \u201cAlright, I\u2019ll come by and see you once I\u2019ve talked this over with Mary Ann.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam returned the nod and then nudged Sport into a trot, he could hear the sound of Joe\u2019s horse following suit as the two brothers made their way from the engorged river towards home. Bridie O\u2019Flannery checked over her purchases and paid her money to Mrs Cameron, giving the woman the benefit of a generous smile. As she turned to pick up her items she saw the majestic form of Clemmie Hawkins approaching and realising that she had not yet b een seen by the widow, Bridie very quickly nipped out of the store, closing the door hurriedly behind her.<\/p>\n \u201cOh, Mrs O\u2019Flannery -\u201d Mrs Cameron cried with one hand aloft in which she held several coins \u201cOh dear, she\u2019s left without her change.\u201d<\/p>\n Dr Paul Martin put down his bag upon the counter \u201cI\u2019ll take it along to her, if you wish, Mrs Cameron. I\u2019ll be going her way \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWould you? Thank you, Dr Martin, I do appreciate that, with the weather as it is I can\u2019t be sure as to when she\u2019ll be back in town.\u201d Bridie was not far up the sidewalk, having stopped to gaze at some bonnets in the milliners window. Hearing her name called she turned, saw Paul and smiled \u201cGood afternoon, Dr Martin.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cGoodness, is it afternoon already?\u201d Paul exclaimed and then handed the coins to her \u201cMrs Cameron was worried that you may not be in town for a while -.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThank you.\u201d Bridie replied and slipped the coins into her purse.<\/p>\n There then followed the awkward silence that happens when two people want to talk, but are unsure what to say or how to say it. Paul cleared his throat and Bridie stared harder at the bonnets. \u201cWell,\u201d Paul said.<\/p>\n \u201cYes?\u201d Bridie replied.<\/p>\n \u201cI was wondering – would you like to join me at the Internationale? They make excellent coffee -?\u201d<\/p>\n Bridie was slightly, only slightly, taken aback but smiled and nodded and said that would be delightful. Together they turned towards the hotel, Bridie with her bag of purchases swinging from her arm and Paul with his medical bag thumping against his leg. He pursed his lips and frowned as he thought of what to say having come this far already and unprepared \u201cHave you seen Olivia Cartwright lately, Mrs O\u2019Flannery?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cCertainly I have, I make a point of seeing her as often as possible to make sure she\u2019s alright.\u201d she frowned, \u201cShe \u2018s still carrying quite high, so I\u2019m comfortable with the fact that she will deliver on her due date.\u201d<\/p>\n Paul looked at her thoughtfully, \u201cI know you delivered Mary Ann\u2019s child during the storms -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, that\u2019s right. But I was taught how to deliver and care for women during childbirth and afterwards by my mother, she was the woman who delivered the babies and looked after things back home in our village.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIn Ireland?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou wouldn\u2019t possibly have guessed from the accent would you?\u201d she laughed, a pleasant warm laugh that brought a smile to Pauls\u2019 often too solemn features.<\/p>\n \u201cSo you are experienced in nursing?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAs far as a woman can be without actually going to medical college. I delivered my first baby when I was 16 years old.\u201d she smiled at t he memory and nodded her thanks as Paul held open the hotel door for her to pass through.<\/p>\n It was warm and comfortable in the hotel restaurant and Paul led her to a table, ignoring the curious glances as they passed. Bridie noticed though, and wondered what was the problem as eyes followed the doctor and herself to where Paul ushered her into a chair. Coffee soon arrived along with some sandwiches and a selection of cakes. Paul looked at Bridie thoughtfully \u201cThe problem we have here is that we have such a vast amount of territory to cover so we are quite some distance from every patient. I mean -\u201d he swallowed coffee and then stared at the dark liquid in his cup before looking at her \u201ctaking Olivia as a case in point – she is so far out there on the Ponderosa, and if I\u2019m not in town or aware that she had started labour -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI know, I understand that problem only too well, which is another reason why I keep an eye on her. The Cartwright women are fortunate though, they have people around to help, and I shall certainly make sure I\u2019m available at the time. But -\u201d she sighed and looked around the restaurant before looking back at Paul \u201cthere are women here who don\u2019t have the comforts and care the Cartwrights can afford. There\u2019s a woman – Rosemary Hayes – she has five children already and expecting her sixth, her husband is \u2026\u201d she paused and tried to find a pleasant way of saying that Mr Hayes was a waste of space \u201cwell, it seems the only thing he\u2019s good at is getting his wife in the family way every year, and the place they live in is a hovel.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThey\u2019re poor people.\u201d Paul admitted with a nod, \u201cI only just got to her in time for the last one. No room to swing a cat – literally.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAnd the baby sleeps in a drawer and the others like sardines on a truckle bed.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIf there\u2019s a truckle bed available.\u201d Paul sighed. \u201cit\u2019s the nature of this world, sadly, some have it, most do not.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI saw it in Ireland\u2026 clod cottages, grass roofs, mud floors and babies birthed in straw on the floor, sleeping in a box with only their fathers clean shirt to wrap them in\u2026if there was a clean shirt available. I thought it would be better here in the \u2018land of the free\u2019\u201d she finished her sandwich but declined any cake, having decided that she wouldn\u2019t pay for something that she could prepare better herself, \u201cwell, as you say, some have it, most don\u2019t.\u201d she smiled slowly, \u201cPerhaps one day it\u2019ll improve though.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI hope so. I\u2019 d like to think so.\u201d Paul replied and smiled back at her.<\/p>\n They separated after their little tete a tete, Paul had a patient to attend to and Bridie needed to get back home. She placed her purchases carefully on the seat of her buggy and looked up at the clouds, thankful indeed that the vehicle had a hood and canopy, but knowing that it would still be a damp ride home .<\/p>\n Chapter 60<\/p>\n In the main house of the Ponderosa Hoss Cartwright sat in his arm chair and felt contentment steal over him. He couldn\u2019t but help look at Hester without thinking how blessed he was to have such a lovely wife. Of course many would have told him that Hester Cartwright was, in fact, quite a plain woman with a nose too large and a mouth too generous, but her amazing red gold hair that fell into natural crinkly curls and the brilliance of her blue eyes made those even dismissive of her looks think twice and look again.<\/p>\n Having now had two children her figure had become more matronly but her height and bearing prevented her from looking in any way stout, she looked only more stately than previously and walked with the dignity of a woman with good breeding.<\/p>\n Hoss sighed and smiled at her devotedly as she served him another cup of coffee and patted his cheek affectionately. Happily at play was Hannah with her black hair and blue eyes hugging her raggedy dog with the missing eye and then abandoning it for a multi coloured ball. Hope was in her little chair chewing on a biscuit as pretty as a picture and every so often pausing to look over at her father and give him a gummy smile.<\/p>\n Life, Hoss thought with a sigh, could not be better. A knock on the door made Hope jump, drop her biscuit and begin to grizzle. Hoss rose slowly from his chair – after all blood loss makes a man feel weak in the legs – and nearly fell over Hannah who had darted forward to see who it was, he saved himself from falling by grabbing at the nearest thing to him which happened to be his wife.<\/p>\n To prevent herself from falling over Hester clung tightly to Hoss so that the pair of them swayed rather alarmingly together before managing to steady up in time for the door to be opened, by Ben, to admit Candy Canaday. He stepped in with a smile, a nod of the head and a swift glance around the room with his usual sharp way of noticing things. As he removed his hat Ben was asking him how he was feeling and whether or not he was well enough to get back to work.<\/p>\n \u201cWell, I haven\u2019t seen Dr Martin or Dr Chan but in myself I feel that I need to get back to work, Mr. Cartwright. A man can get too comfortable staying at home all the time.\u201d and he gave Hoss a long look under dark brows.<\/p>\n \u201cI got shot,\u201d Hoss said quickly, \u201cJust a flesh wound mind, but I lost a lot of blood.\u201d<\/p>\n Candy nodded and smiled as though he accepted the explanation with the grain of salt with which it was delivered. He sat down at Ben\u2019s invitation and accepted the offer of a cup of coffee which Hester bustled off to prepare. \u201cI heard about the shoot out with the Russian.\u201d<\/p>\n Ben nodded and sighed \u201cHopefully that business can be put to one side now.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat does Adam say about it all?\u201d Candy wanted to know which caused Ben to scratch his head and then shrug<\/p>\n \u201cTo be honest he didn\u2019t say much.\u201d he sat down in the red leather chair and groped for his pipe, smiled at Hannah who had come to sit on his knee \u201cBut are you feeling well enough to return to work now, Candy? The weathers been real bad lately and the last thing I would want is for you to fall foul of it.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m stronger than I might look,\u201d Candy grinned and accepted the coffee with a smile from Hester, \u201cI was sorry to hear that the other Russian gentleman had been killed, the one Adam knew b efore all this business came about.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAh yes, Count Doestov.\u201d Ben replied as though rather proud that an actual Count had died upstairs in the guest bedroom, \u201cYes, he was quite a character from all accounts.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell, there was something else I wanted to mention \u2026\u201d Candy paused and frowned, sipped the coffee before setting the cup back onto its saucer \u201cAnn was in town yesterday and overheard a conversation between our ex-sheriff and another man.\u201d<\/p>\n There was a pause and Hoss looked anxiously over at his father who raised his eyebrows and prompted Candy to continue, Hester sat down to listen as Candy continued speaking \u201cArmitage was saying how he had seen a black horse with the Ponderosa brand being ridden by a Cheyenne Indian. The other man reckoned that Joe should be told, obviously the horse had been stolen, by his reckoning. He knew that Joe had such a black horse, well, guess most men in town knew about that \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cGo on.\u201d Hoss prompted \u201cSo what happened that\u2019s got you all fired up?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cArmitage intimated that Joe had always been an Indian lover, he\u2019d heard all about the time Joe went and lived with them that time back. He reckoned that Joe had invited a whole horde of Cheyenne to come and stay on the Ponderosa. He\u2019s all out to bring in the army.\u201d<\/p>\n Ben stroked his chin and then slowly picked Hannah from his lap and set her down while he stood up, \u201cI don\u2019t know if Joe knows anything about this, we\u2019ve not seen him nor Adam today. I think I\u2019ll go and see him now and discuss it with him.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell, I just thought you had better know now because that Armitage is out to cause trouble for you all. He\u2019s tried to blame your boys for his nephews death but that\u2019s not worked out as Sheriff Foster has made it clear exactly what did happen. Also Dan deQuille has written up about the thefts, and how people have been reclaiming their jewellery, most of which had been found in young Edwards room.\u201d<\/p>\n Hoss frowned \u201cWal, don\u2019t that kinda discredit Armitage more? Surely there ain\u2019t nobody gonna take any notice of what he has to say about anything?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe may have been an ineffective sheriff,\u201d Candy said quietly, \u201cbut he got that position somehow other than his own merit, and he still has people paying attention to him as a result. Anway -\u201d he rose to his feet slowly, \u201cI don\u2019t have to tell you that there are enough people in town who still hold a grudge against the Cartwrights to be prepared to listen to anything.\u201d<\/p>\n Ben nodded as he walked to the door, and took his hat and jacket from the pegs. \u201cI\u2019ll walk you to your horse, Candy.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThanks, sir\u2026 goodnight, Hoss, Hester, thanks for the coffee.\u201d<\/p>\n Ben was deep in thought as he walked towards Candy\u2019s horse and stood by as the other man mounted up \u201cThanks for coming by, Candy. It was good to see you up and about again.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cShould be me thanking you for your generosity, sir. \u201c Candy smiled and put out a hand which Ben shook, \u201cI\u2019ll be in early tomorrow morning to get my orders for the day.\u201d<\/p>\n Ben nodded with a smile and waved the other man off, but his thoughts were already on the trouble Candy had indicated could be brewing for his youngest son. He sighed and walked to the stable where he saddled Cinnamon. It was only a mile\u2019s walk to Joe\u2019s house but Ben didn\u2019t feel he could be bothered to walk, the evening was drawing in and it was colder than ever. He shivered, he hated the encroaching days of winter. Mary Ann sat at the table and listened patiently as her husband told her the problem about Stalking Horse and the black horse. She felt so sad for Joe whose only intentions were always good and honest all the time, and now to be embroiled in a situation that could involved the army, and fighting, all because of his kindness all those weeks earlier.<\/p>\n As Joe talked he watched his wife\u2019s face and wondered just what she was thinking. Did she think he was a fool to care so much? Was she afraid that he would fall into that emotional trough of despair that had existed a short while back? He was grateful when she put out a hand to rest upon his arm, and the way her grey eyes widened and darkened as he spoke.<\/p>\n \u201cSo you see, sweetheart, I have to go and find him, warn him about the dangers he was in. I can\u2019t let anything happen to him because of what I\u2019ve done.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou only did a very kind thing, Joe, you have nothing to reproach yourself about, nothing at all. It\u2019s just sad that some small minded people have to make so much out of so little.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI can understand in one way why they\u2019re acting like this,\u201d Joe said reaching out now and placing a hand over hers, folding his fingers and entwining them with her own, \u201cAfter all it may well seem to them that he stole the horse from me, they know how much I cared about it, I bragged about Saturn so much -\u201d his voice drifted away on a sigh and he looked at her and smiled sadly, \u201cI always seem to do the wrong thing.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, you don\u2019t,\u201d she assured him and stood up to kiss his cheek, \u201cI wouldn\u2019t want you any different, Joe.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAdam said he\u2019d come with me, if you didn\u2019t mind my going that is\u2026\u201d he looked up at her and was grateful to see her smile, a smile that did touch her eyes, \u201cOnly Stalking Horse was such a good friend to us.\u201d<\/p>\n She said nothing but nodded, and lowered her head to kiss him again. Friendship, she knew, was something to be treasured and when it existed between people of a different race, it was doubly precious. Sofia struggled hard to get her knitting needle to hook the stitch over and onto the other needle. She had been taught to knit by her mother some months ago and had wanted to knit something pretty for the coming baby. The scarf was now some feet long but although it was thinner in some parts than in others was looking, in her eyes anyway, rather splendid. With a sigh she put the needles down and yawned, looked at Olivia and asked if she could put her knitting away and play for a while.<\/p>\n Olivia nodded and carefully continued to sew the hem of the little night dress. She looked up as Sofia passed her by and smiled \u201cDo you want some milk, Sofia?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, thank you, mommy.\u201d<\/p>\n Sofia stopped now at the console table and looked at the pictures on it. There was one of her mother with Adam on their wedding day. One of the couple with Reuben and herself; she particularly liked that picture and stared at herself in admiration. There was a picture of an old lady, a very old lady and if Sofia screwed up her eyes and concentrated she could remember this old lady coming with them in the wagon from the big city, and Grampa Ben had been there too and would make the old lady laugh. There was another picture that she knew well and now she reached for it and looked closely at the face she had become so familiar with over the years. With a smile she returned to her mother with the picture in her hand. \u201cMommy, tell me about Daddy.\u201d \u201cYes, his name is Robert Phillips and he\u2019s my daddy. My real daddy \u2026\u201d she frowned slightly then and looked at the picture very closely, \u201cHe lived in the big house in San Frank- cisco -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSan Francisco.\u201d Olivia corrected her gently.<\/p>\n \u201cHe was Reuben\u2019s daddy. He was – \u201c she drew in a big breath \u201che was an arky-teck\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, he was an achitect. He designed some important buildings in San Franciso.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOne day he didn\u2019t come home and that was before I was born, wasn\u2019t it?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, that\u2019s right. But he knew that you were coming, he was very excited about having another son or a little daughter.\u201d Olivia sighed and hugged Sofia close, \u201cReuben was very little when his father died, I doubt if he remembers him now.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAnd I never ever saw him at all, did I?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, my dear, you didn\u2019t.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBut he is my real daddy, isn\u2019t he?\u201d Sofia looked up at her mother\u2019s face with a seriousness that put some maturity to the childish features, Olivia nodded slowly, looked at Roberts picture and then at her daughter and thought how she had Roberts chin, and the slant of his eyebrows, the way her hair grew back from the hairline, so much of Robert that she hadn\u2019t even noticed before now.<\/p>\n \u201cSo is Adam just a pretend daddy?\u201d Sofia asked with her face a perfect question mark of deliberation.<\/p>\n \u201cNo, he\u2019s -\u201d Olivia paused, how did one explain legal terms to a child? She smiled \u201cNo, he\u2019d not a pretend daddy, he is your daddy but -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBut he can\u2019t be my real daddy if this is my real daddy.\u201d Sofia pouted and looked down at the picture, \u201cThis is my real daddy.\u201d she repeated and hugged the picture frame to her chest, wriggled down from the settee and ran away with it, up the stairs and into her bedroom.<\/p>\n Once in her room Sofia looked very hard at the face in the picture. She liked this face, perhaps because she resembled her father that explained the reason why it looked so familiar to her. She smiled and kissed him, \u201cMy real daddy.\u201d<\/p>\n She put the picture under her pillow and then sat down to play with her dolls. She would think more upon the subject later, enough was enough for today. Joe was surprised to find his father on the doorstep and even more so when Ben told him the reason why he was there. As Ben followed his son into the house, greeted his daughter in law with a kiss and tweaked his grandsons cheek, Joe pondered over the fact that life in Virginia City was already moving fast forward on the matter of Stalking Horse.<\/p>\n He paced the floor as he listened to all Ben had to tell him, he shook his head and agreed with his father that Armitage and whoever else the wretched man could conjure up would see the matter through to the bitter end. The fact that the end didn\u2019t have to be a bitter one seemed not to matter to them, but it mattered to Joe, and to Ben.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat were you thinking of doing, son?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cGoing early tomorrow to track Stalking Horse down and warn him that there\u2019s going to be trouble. Adam said he would come with me.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWe\u2019ll all go, Hoss will be well enough to join with us. I can leave Candy in charge of the work detail I needed done tomorrow. \u201c<\/p>\n \u201cThere\u2019s no need for you to come, Pa -\u201d Joe started but saw the look in Bens eyes, nodded and smiled, \u201cThanks, Pa. I appreciate that\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m saddled up now, I\u2019ll ride down to Adams and tell him whats been arranged. You just spend the time with Mary Ann and Daniel. I\u2019ll see you in the morning.\u201d As he read through the article Dan wondered how the public would answer that question, he pondered on whether he should remove it or not, but then would that not be failing as a good reporter were he to do so? This was news of a sort after all, and he, as a report, journalist, author, had a duty to his public. Having thought that through he had an inkling in the back of his mind that certain people would not see it that way and a confrontation with Ben Cartwright, the Commodore or Joe and Hoss were not those he enjoyed or wanted.<\/p>\n Chapter 61<\/p>\n The morning came all too early but the rain had ceased and it was a morning that promised to be bright, slightly cool, just a little breezy. Adam kissed his wife as she slept and quietly closed the door behind him. Cheng Ho Lee had prepared him a solitary breakfast and food was ready for him in a sack. Upstairs the children slept and Olivia moved restlessly in the suddenly cooller bed.<\/p>\n Mary Ann was up and ready to see her husband off. She kissed him goodbye and waved with a smile on her face. Her dear Joe, and the memory of how she had felt about him a short while earlier made her face burn with dismay. However it had been a lesson learned and she knew she would never doubt him, or his love for her, again.<\/p>\n Hoss tiptoed around the room hoping not to wake his wife up, but failed. Hester sat up in bed and rather blearily asked him to tiptoe more quietly before he woke Hope up. Hope did wake up and began to bawl, she was a lustily voiced child and hungry, consequently Hannah woke up as well and came running into the room, jumped on the bed and snuggled down beside her mother before that side of the bed got too cold.<\/p>\n \u201cHoss, be careful. Don\u2019t go stopping stray bullets again.\u201d Hester chided him as he pulled on his vest<\/p>\n \u201cShucks, I didn\u2019t do it on purpose, Hester.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI know.\u201d Hester offered her face up to be kissed, Hannah did the same and then put her arms around her fathers neck and held on tight so that Hoss nearly fell back onto the bed which would have flattened Hester right away. Hope continued to bawl.<\/p>\n Downstairs Ben shook his head and buckled on his gun belt, he was too old to have to listen to bawling babies. Hoss came down the stairs with a sheepish grin on his face and pulling on his big winter coat, he looked like a bedraggled bear that had been nibbled by moths. If Hester had realised he was going to wear that particular coat again she would have been ashamed of him and carried out her threat to burn the wretched thing.<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m ready, Pa.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cGood and about time, sounds like your brothers have arrived.\u201d<\/p>\n Candy had already been and left with his orders some moments before and had passed Adam and Joe in the drive outside. They were talking among themselves when Ben and Hoss emerged from the ranch house, Joe looked at Hoss in disbelief \u201cHoss, you ain\u2019t gonna wear that old thing, are ya?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAin;t nothing wrong this this old thing, you hear?\u201d Hoss snapped and continued on his way to saddle Chubb II. Adam and Joe exchanged a grin, Hoss wouldn\u2019t have been Hoss without his old brown coat. Candy raised a hand in a farewell salute and galloped out of the yard to begin work, and feeling good to be able to do so.<\/p>\n As soon as Ben and Hoss emerged from the stable all four turned their horses in the direction of the way out, in the house Hester listened at the sound of the horses and hugged Hannah close to her as she whispered her own prayer that all would be well. In Virginia City Cyril Armitage received a cablegram which brought a smile to his thin lips. He brushed his hand under his moustache and nodded in satisfaction then put the slip of paper into his pocket. After a quick look around he made his way to the Sazarac, had a quiet word with several men there and then continued on to the Bucket of Blood where a small group of men found what he had to say very interesting.<\/p>\n Clem Foster was polishing his rifle and wondering what the day would bring when the door opened and Roy Coffee stepped inside and rather deliberately closed the door.<\/p>\n \u201cSheriff, do you want to know what your towns up to now?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt hasn\u2019t burned down since half an hour ago, has it?\u201d Clem smiled fondly at the older man and slipped the rifle back onto the rack.<\/p>\n \u201cNope, but Cyril Armitage has just ridden out of town with about a dozen men. Talk is that he\u2019s going to meet some army men under the command of Captain Travis \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou gotta be kidding me?\u201d Clem\u2019s face dropped, his mouth fell open and his colour faded, behind him Deputy Dodds felt his knees knocking together.<\/p>\n \u201cAfraid so. I\u2019d suggest you get yourself saddled up right away, they\u2019re heading for Headstone Valley.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI heard talk that thar was whar they said they saw those Cheyenne, the ones that stole Joe\u2019s black horse?\u201d Dodds stammered.<\/p>\n Roy sighed heavily and looked at the deputy as though he couldn\u2019t believe he\u2019d survived his birth, he shook his head, \u201cNever mind, Dodds, you\u2019d best stay put here in case anything else should happen. I\u2019ll ride along with you, Clem.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat about the Cartwrights. Roy?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cLet\u2019s hope they don\u2019t know anything about it.\u201d Roy muttered beneath his breath but saying that, and believing it were, of course, two entirely different things. The rain held off but there was a cold breeze blowing so that it wasn\u2019t long before collars were raised to shield necks and hats lowered to protect eyes. Adam hated the cold and as he sat in the saddle with Sport trotting alongside his old stable companions,, Adam thought back to times when he would be on deck facing the worse that the sea could thrown at him and somehow survive. It seemed strangely perverse that on days like this the cold seemed to eat into his bones.<\/p>\n Joe was churning over and over in his mind what he would be able to tell Stalking Horse. He had read enough reports in the news tabloids to know that Sitting Bull was still causing some trouble and the military were sworn to hunt down any \u2018renegade\u2019 they could find. Those who had escaped to the Ponderosa with the shaman could hardly be called renegades, but Joe was not so na\u00efve as to believe the military would see that the same way he and his family did.<\/p>\n Hoss was wondering if he had done the wise thing coming out on this jaunt. The jogging motion of riding made his wound throb, and although it was easy to be dismissive of a flesh wound the fact of the matter was that it was still an injury, and not yet healed. He wondered what Joe or Adam would say if he pulled out and returned home.<\/p>\n It seemed to Ben that the whole incident was being blown out of proportion and he darted anxious looks over at his sons to see whether or not they were of the same mind. His concerns were that while away from the ranch various matters were being left untended. There was the deal he was brokering for a good timber contract with Hanratty in Carson City, and young Jessop had asked for help with building on his land.<\/p>\n The four of them were deep in thought when they first saw the signs of other riders. Ben scowled darkly at the thought that there were others on Ponderosa land, and turned his horse in the direction of the other horsemen, followed immediately by his three sons.<\/p>\n It took nearly two hours to travel the distance over land to meet up with the men travelling along the track that cut through the Ponderosa . They rode round a sharp corner just as Roy and Clem were approaching the same bend, needless to say there was a momentary fracas as the horses reared back or were turned round by their riders \u201cRoy\u201d Ben exclaimed \u201cWhat in the name of Sam Hill are you doing here?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWal, I ain\u2019t coming to see you, Ben., didn\u2019t expect to see you here anyhow.\u201d replied Roy with a sinking feeling and he glanced over at Clem, \u201cWe\u2019re on official business.\u201d<\/p>\n Clem nodded, and edged his horse slightly ahead of Roys, just to remind them that he was The Official in Charge now, not Roy \u201cSorry, Ben, we had hoped to keep you out of this matter, but you obviously got wind of it already.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIf you\u2019re talking about the Cheyenne -\u201d Ben said quickly, one hand on his hip and looking at Clem challengingly.<\/p>\n \u201cTrouble is, Ben, we ain\u2019t the only ones know about the Cheyenne on Ponderosa land. So do quite a few others and they\u2019ve formed a posse – unofficially I might add – to see into the matter.\u201d Clem rubbed the back of his neck before pulling his collar higher, \u201cAnd to add to the problem Armitage wired the militia\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe did what!\u201d Joe exploded into sound and his face reddened, \u201cHe did what?\u201d he repeated, \u201cDoesn\u2019t the fool realise what that could mean?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cProbably he does, Joe.\u201d Clem nodded \u201cHe ain\u2019t bothered one way or another, all he wants is a few moments of glory again, and a chance to spite you all.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell,\u201d Ben sighed \u201cHe\u2019s going the right way of doing that, those Cheyenne are here under our protection, Clem. They aren\u2019t involved in any fighting or such, they just want a peaceful existence here.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cUnfortunately, Ben, the U.S. Government don\u2019t see it quite the same way. You could be in trouble for harbouring hostiles.\u201d Roy muttered, determined to get some say in the matter, \u201cWe need to get to them before Armitage and his posse do.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat about the militia you mentioned? Are they already on the way here?\u201d Adam asked leaning forwards on his saddle and frowning at the two men so that they looked at one another before Clem nodded, \u201cYep, they\u2019re on their way.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThen we\u2019d best lose no more time,\u201d Joe replied and yanked at the reins in order to turn his horse and set it galloping towards where Stalking Horse had his camp.<\/p>\n They rode fast, as fast as their horses could carry them, making brief stops along the way for the animals to catch their wind. Although they were constantly on the watch for other horsemen they caught no sign of any, and allowed themselves to believe that they were ahead of both Armitage\u2019s group of men and the militia.<\/p>\n \u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026..<\/p>\n Stalking Horse watched as the black horse grazed upon the lush grass in the valley. Although winter was fast approaching there was still some warmth in the sun which now shone down upon the small group of men and women, with their few children, and created a peaceful, pleasant scene.<\/p>\n For many days now the shaman had meditated on the ways of the white men. Their actions had puzzled him from the time when he firsts realised that they were a threat to his people\u2019s ways of life. He could remember the time when Joseph Cartwright had been brought into their camp and Little Moon had cared for him. It had seemed a strange twist of irony that she had fallen in love with this white stranger and not for him, a young man who had been constant and patient for her to return his affection which he had not concealed from her.<\/p>\n His love for the little maiden had been a generous one and seeing her happy with Joseph had emboldened him to step back and befriend him. Even now, as he watched the horse, he wondered if that was when he had made his first mistake. He should have challenged the youth, forced him out of their lives, then perhaps Little Moon would have become his wife, and she would still be alive today.<\/p>\n He sighed and rose to his feet in order to approach the horse, he was still thinking of the generosity of Joseph in giving him the animal when he heard the cry ring out from the small camp site \u201cWasicu\u2026 wasicu\u201d<\/p>\n He turned to look at the approaching horsemen and then turned towards where his people were already scattering for cover. It gave him a sharp pang to the heart to realise that their fear of the white man was so great that they ran to hide, rather than stand their ground and parley. Knowing that there were good and kind men among the whites he mounted the horse and rode towards them.<\/p>\n Armitage and his men had an advantage over the Cartwrights in that they hadn\u2019t had to traverse across Ponderosa land to reach Headstone Valley as that area was then called. The journey being that much shorter brought them right to where the village – if the few tepees could have been called that – had been situated for nearly a week. It was all over by the time the Cartwrights, Roy and Clem arrived on the scene. Armitage and his men were on their way back to Virginia City some of them boastful of what they had accomplished, and some rather ashamed. At least two of the party had doubled back when they realised what Armitage was about to do – talking about it, bragging about it in the saloons was one thing, actually carrying out the action though was a whole different story.<\/p>\n Captain Travis and his column of militia arrived with a great deal of noise some few hours later. They slowed their horses and Travis dismounted close by the man who wore the star \u201cYou Sheriff Armitage?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, I\u2019m Sheriff Clem Foster. Armitage ain\u2019t sheriff no more.\u201d Clem said soberly, and turned to introduce Ben and Roy.<\/p>\n \u201cI was told to meet a sheriff Armitage here, he reported the sighting of a number of Cheyenne renegades in the area?\u201d<\/p>\n Roy puffed out his moustache \u201cAin\u2019t any renegades here, Captain. Not live ones anyway.\u201d<\/p>\n Travis glanced over to where the three younger men were finishing with what appeared to be a burial. He looked back at the men standing next to him \u201cMind telling me what\u2019s gone on here?\u201d<\/p>\n It was Roy who told him in his usually succinct manner. Ben listened with his mind on other things, such as the sights he had seen as he had ridden his horse from one dead body to the next, the grief of his youngest son at finding Stalking Horse and the way it had turned to anger when Saturn had been found some time later, limping heavily, sweating profusely and his breathing sounding like wheezing bellows as he lay in the dirt and blood among the rocks into which he had fallen.<\/p>\n It had been gentle Hoss who had fired the rifle to put the animal out of his pain. By which time Joe had been so silent with misery and anger that no one dared approach him for some while. It had been Ben who had placed a fatherly hand upon his shoulder and encouraged him to sit down and say what he felt he needed to say.<\/p>\n Travis listened to Roy with a patience and tolerance that Ben had not expected. He had removed his hat out of respect for the dead and sighed several times during the discourse. When Roy had finally finished he asked for details of how many men, women and children had been killed and then after having been told, he sighed again and shook his head.<\/p>\n \u201cThe problem is that Sitting Bull is still stirring up trouble, General Miles had an altercation with him in October in Yellowstone country and Dull Knife of the Northern Cheyenne still runs with Crazy Horse along the Tongue. We\u2019ve been ordered to find, locate and destroy any Cheyenne, Sioux no matter where so that any further insurgences will not take place.\u201d he paused and frowned, then drew closer to the other men, further away from his soldiers \u201cIt doesn\u2019t sit well with me, gentlemen, to see women and children killed indiscrimately like this. I was under the impression that this man Armitage was going to wait for us to handle the situation.\u201d he bowed his head \u201cIt would have been a far more peaceful one than this I can assure you.\u201d<\/p>\n No one said anything to that comment, by this time the three other men had joined them and Travis looked at them thoughtfully \u201cI was told by Armitage that one of the Cheyenne had stolen a black horse belonging to the Cartwrights of the Ponderosa – that would be you, sir -\u201d he looked directly at Ben who inclined his head<\/p>\n \u201cYes, and these are my sons, Adam, Hoss and Joseph. The horse belonged to Joe but was given freely as a gift to – to the shaman who was leading this group of people to safety.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAnd this is your land?\u201d Travis asked although he was watching Joe carefully as it was obvious the young man was likely to erupt at any time.<\/p>\n \u201cThis is the Ponderosa. It was Stalking Horses intention to take his band to where the Bannocks live further north east of here.\u201d<\/p>\n Joe listened to his father\u2019s voice and it seemed to be beating a staccato thud in his head. He finally lost patience and elbowed his way towards Travis \u201cThese people were murdered -\u201d he said loudly for all to hear,, \u201cMurdered by those cowards in Virginia City. They used the horse I gave Stalking Horse as an excuse to come here and kill them all.\u201d<\/p>\n Travis nodded \u201cI can see that, Mr Cartwright. Unfortunately what has happened here is being repeated throughout Indian Territory, even more unfortunately it is with Government approval.\u201d he raised a hand as Joe opened his mouth to protest \u201cI\u2019m sorry, but that\u2019s the fact of the matter. Whatever reason those men used to commit what decent people consider an atrocity, whatever excuse they dredged up, there\u2019s nothing you can do about it. In the eyes of the law they have committed no wrong. \u201c<\/p>\n Adam stepped forward his eyes narrowed as he scanned the officer\u2019s face \u201cMen, women, children – murdered in the fashion these people were – and it doesn\u2019t matter?\u201d<\/p>\n Again Travis heaved a sigh which he released slowly, he once again drew closer to them, drawing away from the soldiers \u201cTo men of conscience – yes, of course it matters. But to most of those men -\u201d he nodded towards the soldiers who sat stiff backed and stiff faced on their horses \u201cit doesn\u2019t matter one iota. Most of them were ready for a fight, riding out here was like a pleasure trip to them. They still have the deaths of Custer and his men branded in their brains and can\u2019t see pass that \u2026 any Indian they kill, whatever gender, age, tribe \u2026 is revenge for what happened to Custer.\u201d<\/p>\n Ben nodded \u201cI see, and had you arrived here sooner , maybe before Armitage had got here, what would have happened? Would you have given orders to shoot these people down as well?\u201d<\/p>\n Travis looked at Ben and shook his head \u201cNo, I wouldn\u2019t have done that, but whether they would have held back for long before they had found some excuse to let off a pot shot in the hope of starting something I don\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam grimaced \u201cSounds like you don\u2019t have much control over your men, sir.\u201d<\/p>\n Travis passed a weary hand over his face and shrugged \u201cAfter so many Indian campaigns, Mr Cartwright, I\u2019m feeling too tired and defeated to put up a fight against my own men any longer. Custer was a personal friend of mine, his brother Tom was -\u201d he paused and was obviously visibly moved as he gulped back what he was going to say and then shook his head \u201cWell, there\u2019s little point in my staying here. The matter\u2019s closed as far as we\u2019re concerned.\u201d<\/p>\n He saluted them with a weariness that indicated the truth of what he had been saying, and then turned, remounted his horse and gave orders for his men to wheel about turn. Within minutes they were galloping back the way they had come.<\/p>\n Adam shook his head \u201cWell, that\u2019s a sorry excuse of an officer\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cA man sickened to death with all of this,\u201d Ben said, placing a hand on his sons shoulder, \u201cAt least he still has a conscience to be affected by it all.\u201d<\/p>\n No one answered that, there seemed little anyone could say. Without a word the six men mounted their horses and began the long journey home, Roy and Clem to the town, while Ben and his boys headed for their homes on the Ponderosa.<\/p>\n Chapter 62<\/p>\n Everything that had taken place, every detail of what had been done, churned away inside Joe until he felt sick. Anger, misery and even guilt ate into his consciousness until in the end he had to halt his horse and dismount in order to walk about and take deep gulps of air into his lungs in an attempt to calm himself down.<\/p>\n Immediately his father and brothers pulled up their horses and returned to where he was standing, bent over with his hands on his knees and breathing heavily. Ben was the only one to dismount while Adam and Hoss kept a respectful distance.<\/p>\n \u201cJoe? \u201c<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m alright -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou\u2019re far from alright,\u201d Ben reached his side and placed a hand on the young mans back, \u201cI\u2019m sorry about what\u2019s happened, son, but -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo \u2018buts\u2019 , Pa. They were murdered, butchered down\u2026 men from our town, men we\u2019ve known -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHow do you know that? The only man named was Armitage, we don\u2019t know who else rode with him.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI aim to find out.\u201d Joe growled through gritted teeth ignorant of the look Ben cast in the direction of his other two sons who remained close by.<\/p>\n \u201cLook, I think it best that you just leave things to Clem now. You heard what the Captain said? You know from experience – from the things we have experienced here with the Paiute – that no white man has been brought to justice for the killing of any native Indian.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSure, I know that -\u201d Joe straightened up and wiped his brow with the back of his hand, despite the colder weather he was surprised to find he was perspiring, \u201cI don\u2019t aim to wait for Clem -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou just hold on there, son.\u201d Ben grabbed at Joe\u2019s arm as though to prevent him springing off right away although in fact Joe remained stock still \u201cYou don\u2019t do anything, do you hear me? You don\u2019t do anything at all to Armitage. Leave it to Clem.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIs that all you have to say? Leave it to Clem? You\u2019ve just told me that no white man has ever been brought to justice for murdering those men, women and children because they\u2019re Indian? What do you expect Clem to do, huh? You tell me, Pa, because I sure would like to know what kind of justice Stalking Horse, and – and those children are going to get from our good citizens in Virginia City?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cCalm down, Joe.\u201d Adam said immediately and Hoss echoed the advice, adding for good measure \u201cYou don\u2019t want to be under-estimating Clem or the folk in town.\u201d<\/p>\n Joe whipped round \u201cYou don\u2019t understand, do you? It was my fault that they were killed. Mine! I gave the horse to Stalking Horse\u2026 and one of those children was Little Moon\u2019s daughter \u2026 how am I supposed to be feeling about that? I couldn\u2019t protect Little Moon, and now I couldn\u2019t even protect her child!\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cJoe -\u201d Hoss\u2019 voice was slightly deeper than usual, \u201cJoe, I understand how you feel, but you got to calm down, keep a clear head.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cFor why? Tell me, huh?\u201d Joe glared wild eyed at the three of them, his father who was looking sad and long faced, at Adam who had that quizzical look on his features that meant he was thinking things over and at Hoss who looked as though he were about to break down and weep.<\/p>\n No one spoke. The clouds above them grew darker and the wind keened through the boulders but still no one spoke. Finally Joe nodded, heaved a sigh and brushed his sleeved arm across his eyes \u201cAlright, have it your way \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n Ben bit down on his lip and frowned darker than ever before he once again put a restraining hand on Joe\u2019s arm \u201cJoe, you stay close to the Ponderosa for the next few days, do you hear? I don\u2019t want you near town until this business with Armitage has been sorted out.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBy Clem?\u201d Joe snorted and pulled his arm free.<\/p>\n \u201cBy whoever gets to deal with it, Joe.\u201d Ben replied, \u201cSometimes when the law of the land doesn\u2019t cover any given situation, you have to wait for a higher law to take control.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAnd how long will that be?\u201d Joe muttered as he swung himself into the saddle, \u201cHow long, Pa?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAs long as it takes, boy.\u201d Ben replied gruffly and shook his head as he watched Joe gallop away from them, he looked at Adam and Hoss and gave a slight shrug of the shoulders.<\/p>\n Adam glanced over at Hoss who only raised his eyebrows, shook his head and in silence turned Chubb II in the direction Joe had just taken. Tucker Pyle had been a miner for many years in the vicinity of Virginia City. He had never made much from his diggings and what he did make he spent quite quickly on his necessities and the drinks in the saloon. He was good friends with Howard Stevens who had a neighbouring lot and like himself had never made more than what kept him in food and clothing.<\/p>\n When Armitage strode into the saloon both men looked over at him, scowled and shook their heads. \u201cThe big hero -.\u201d Tucker scoffed just loud enough for people to hear and take notice.<\/p>\n Armitage heard and looked in their direction. He recalled that they had laughed and cheered along with the other men who had ridden out with him but mid way had turned tail and come back to town. He strode over to their table \u201cYou say something?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOnly that you were the big hero, Armitage.\u201d Tucker replied undaunted and no doubt harbouring a death wish for Stevens reached out and plucked at his sleeve as though to calm him down.<\/p>\n Armitage grinned and hooked his thumbs through the pockets of his jeans \u201cYeah, and what does that make you two? Ain\u2019t never seen so much yellow as I did when I saw you two riding back into town.\u201d<\/p>\n Stevens frowned \u201cAin\u2019t no call to say things like that, we just saw things different to you once we got outside, that\u2019s all.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAint nothing changed when we got out of town, we all knew where we were heading, and why? Ain\u2019t that right, boys?\u201d Armitage turned to look over at the several men who had ridden out with him, some of whom agreed with loud voices, but several of whom looked rather green and preferred to look away.<\/p>\n Armitage laughed and returned to the counter where he ordered some whiskey for his \u2018boys\u2019, \u201cHere\u2019s a toast to the heroes of this world, who ain\u2019t afraid to clean up the mess other people create.\u201d<\/p>\n He swung the bottle high and then laughed again as he poured out the liquid into several glasses,, again he glanced over at Tucker and Stevens \u201cYou missed out on a real humdinger of a party, had it all to ourselves as well, them army types never came near, so we got down to the business ourselves, ain\u2019t that right?\u201d<\/p>\n There was a mumble of assent, whiskey was gulped down and more poured into the glasses. Ruby looked at them and then at Tucker \u201cWhat are they talking about, Tucker?\u201d<\/p>\n The old whiskery miner shook his head \u201cBest you don\u2019t get to know, dearie.\u201d<\/p>\n Ruby frowned and looked at a young man whom she had seen several times in the saloon and liked the look of, he wasn\u2019t looking at anyone in particular, just hugged his glass tight and stared down into it. She then looked at the laughing face of the ex-sheriff and several others who were grinning and laughing along with him. It was obvious from their clothing that whatever they had done, wherever they had been, had involved some blood letting as it still stained their clothing and they had done little to clean themselves of it.<\/p>\n She and Lizzie had been absent at the time Armitage had made his boasts, and formed his band of \u2018merrie men\u2019. She now looked them over one by one as she strolled down the line of them, her black and scarlet satin skirt swishing softly with each step, then she paused at the youngest men and looked at him \u201cYou look sick.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThat\u2019s because I feel sick.\u201d he muttered and glanced over at Armitage with loathing, \u201cI ain\u2019t never been ashamed of anything I ever did before in my life, but now I don\u2019t know what to do, Miss Ruby, I don\u2019t think I\u2019ll ever feel clean again in my entire life.\u201d<\/p>\n Armitage laughed aloud and strode down towards where Ruby stood beside the boy, he swung the bottle high \u201cwe just got rid of some garbage, that\u2019s all, little Ruby, so now we can all breathe in some clean fresh air again, ain\u2019t that right, boys.\u201d<\/p>\n Tucker stood up and pushed aside his glass, as did Stevens. As he walked past Armitage they stopped, Tucker looked the man up and down \u201cWell, you may think so, but it seems to me a whole load of garbage just got itself swept up here and I ain\u2019t intending to stay anywhere near until it\u2019s cleared away.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhy -\u201d Armitage\u2019s swagger and grin emptied away, he narrowed his eyes \u201cYou fat old fool, you don\u2019t know what you\u2019re talking about -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThat\u2019s where you\u2019re wrong,\u201d Tucker replied, \u201cIt\u2019s because I know exactly what I\u2019m talking about that I\u2019m gitting outa here.\u201d and for good measure he spat directly into Armitages\u2019 face. Bridget O\u2019Flannery poured out coffee and placed the cups on the table for Joe and Mary Ann while she listened to what he was saying . It seemed to her that for her whole life long she had seen constant fulfilment of the scripture that spoke of man dominating man to their ruin, and even here, where she was so happy and content, she was having to listen to yet another account.<\/p>\n Poor Joe. Her heart overflowed with maternal fondness for him, he wore his heart so openly on his sleeve that it was a wonder, she thought, that he had survived so long with it still intact. Mary Ann was listening with the love and patience that several weeks ago had seemed to have deserted her. She held her husbands hand and squeezed it gently every so often as she listened to his narrative and wished that she could have wiped away his misery.<\/p>\n She could feel his pain, she could imagine in her minds eye how he would have felt as he had gently settled Little Moon\u2019s child in the grave. How would she have felt had it been Daniel? It would have broken her heart, shattered it entirely. Her throat tightened and she gave an involuntary sob. Adam didn\u2019t enjoy the meal that he sat down to share with his wife and the children. His mind was far away on the matter with which he had been involved that day, and because of the children\u2019s presence he hadn\u2019t spoken about it to Olivia, just taken hold of her hand and kissed it, very very tenderly so that she knew that something had happened to touch his heart and hurt it.<\/p>\n She didn\u2019t mention that Sofia had suddenly got an invisible best friend called Robert. She didn\u2019t say a word about her first husbands photograph having disappeared and been found under Sofia\u2019s pillow. She knew that \u2018a time and a place\u2019 had to be chosen before she said anything about that, and whether she was wrong, or right, only time would tell.<\/p>\n Reuben had realised something was amiss as soon as he had seen the old yellow jacket with the blood stains on it. For a moment he had wondered if his Pa had been butchering a deer or may be a calf as did happen at times but nothing had been said about going hunting \u2026 he had looked at his father across the table and, young as he was, discerned a depth of sadness in the dark eyes that had not been there for some time.<\/p>\n Adam had smiled when he felt the time was needed to smile, but his eyes were still looking inside his head at the scenes he had seen earlier. He had kissed the top of Sofia\u2019s head when she said she was going to play with her new friend and yet his thoughts were of the children he had helped bury. When Reuben has asked him for his help with some math he had simply said \u201cLater, son\u2026\u201d something he had never said before which had caused the boy to look anxiously at his mother as though she would know the reason.<\/p>\n Later Adam stood up, excused himself and reached for his coat. He paused at the sight of the blood stains and scowled, his mouth had tightened and his eyes had narrowed, then he had turned to his wife and said \u201cI\u2019ve got to go out for a while. Don\u2019t wait up, sweetheart.\u201d<\/p>\n She rose from the table immediately and hurried to walk out with him, but at the door of the porch he turned and looked at her, \u201cIt\u2019s wet outside, stay indoors with the children.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAdam, what\u2019s happened? Hoss and Joe are alright, arnt they?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, of course they are.\u201d he looked surprised and drew in a deep breath, as right as they could be, he looked at her, \u201cI\u2019ll tell you all about it later.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cPa\u2019s – not ill, or been hurt?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe\u2019s fine.\u201d he ran his finger along the contours of her face \u201cI love you, Mrs Cartwright.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI love you too, and – Adam – do you really need to go out tonight?\u201d<\/p>\n He paused again, then nodded \u201cYes, as the saying goes \u2018time waits for no man.\u2019\u201d he grinned then, slightly lop sided as though the words amused him somewhat. \u201cDon\u2019t stay up if I\u2019m delayed, you need your sleep.\u201d<\/p>\n She did open her mouth to speak but he laid a finger upon her lips, looked at her in that dark way he had and then turned and walked away. She watched as he turned up the collar of his jacket and trudged through the mud and puddles towards the stable. When he rode out on Sport he didn\u2019t even look in the direction of the house, his mind was already on other things. Joseph Cartwright kept his hat lowered against the wind that was blowing against him. He kept an ongoing dialogue chasing through his head giving himself reasons why he should have stayed home, yet why he had chosen to leave it for town.<\/p>\n He knew that Ben would no doubt be pacing the floor of the Ponderosa ranch house and worrying as to what his son would or could be planning to do. He realised only too well that Hoss, the voice of reason, would be offering platitude upon platitude to calm the older man down while inwardly worrying about it himself. He didn\u2019t even know why he was going , but then, immediately he told himself why \u2026 because he couldn\u2019t sit at home doing nothing , not tonight.<\/p>\n He imagined Adam at home sitting with Olivia and patiently explaining to her all about what had happened, how it had happened and why. Having thought that Joe immediately gave himself all the answers all over again \u2026 it was because he had given his friend a horse, that was all, a gift to a friend, from a friend. Who would have thought it would have led to what had happened earlier that day.<\/p>\n Chapter 63<\/p>\n The light was shining a dull orange glow behind the windows, the shades were down but Adam could see a shadow pass by as he dismounted outside the sheriff\u2019s office. Dodds looked up and nearly dropped the coffee pot when he saw Adam standing there, as it was his mouth gaped open \u201cHow\u2019d you know \u2026?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhere\u2019s Clem?\u201d<\/p>\n They spoke at the same time so that for a second Adam had to pause and think over what Dodds had said \u201cWhat do you mean?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThe shooting, at the Sazarac.\u201d Dodds replied, \u201cI thought you knew, that was why you were here?\u201d<\/p>\n Adam glanced over his shoulder in the direction of the saloon, \u201cThe shooting?\u201d<\/p>\n Dodds just nodded but before he could say another word Adam had turned and was half running, half walking to the saloon and elbowing his way through the group of cowboys and miners who were huddled around the entrance. It was foreboding the way they parted to let him through as soon as they realised who it was and then closed around him and the body lying on the floor.<\/p>\n Clem Foster stood up from where he had been kneeling and turned to Adam, he raised his eyebrows \u201cWe\u2019ve sent for the doctor \u2026 He\u2019s still alive, Adam.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam heard the words but they seemed to come from a long way off and he was aware of his heart thumping very hard against his ribs almost making it impossible to breathe \u201cWho was it?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cArmitage.\u201d Clem nodded, \u201cSeems he\u2019d been drinking heavily after his – er – deeds this afternoon. Tucker Pyle riled him up some earlier and -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAnd?\u201d Adam asked even as he knelt down beside his brother, looked down at the still features and at the blood puddling on the floor boards among the sawdust and debris of a grubby saloon.<\/p>\n Someone came and stood close by, touched him on the shoulder \u201cMr Cartwright?\u201d<\/p>\n He looked up and recognised Stevens, Tucker\u2019s associate, but he didn\u2019t want to leave his brother so just nodded and returned to look down at Joe. \u201cMr Cartwright, it was Armitage. Came in and was waiting for us -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhy? Why was he waiting for you?\u201d Adam replied knowing his voice didn\u2019t sound normal, his tongue felt too big for his mouth, his throat too tight.<\/p>\n \u201cBecause we turned back, we didn\u2019t go on that little jaunt of his – he said we were yella.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cGo on -\u201d he held Joe\u2019s hand, he could feel the pulse beat it was fast, fast and shallow.<\/p>\n \u201cJust as we were at the counter your brother came in, walked up towards us just as Armitage opened fire. Don\u2019t know if he intended to shoot the young \u2018un but he winged Tucker.\u201d he glanced over to the far end of the bar where the old miner was being fussed over by the managers wife, blood streaming through a wound in his shoulder.<\/p>\n \u201cWhere\u2019s Armitage now?\u201d Adam asked quietly.<\/p>\n \u201cHe went – went fast he did -\u201d<\/p>\n Questions tumbled round and round in Adam\u2019s head but he was too weary to put them into words, he only nodded and knelt there until Paul came and put his hand on the younger mans arm \u201cAlright Adam, best move aside now and let me get on with what I\u2019m here for.\u201d<\/p>\n Clem stepped up to Adam and looked him in the eye, and nodded \u201cHe\u2019s out there somewhere, Adam. Gone before I got here but he couldn\u2019t have got far.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam sighed and shook his head. He\u2019d heard gun shots when he had come into town, cowboys having a good time some other saloon and whooping it up, one other gun shot wouldn \u2018t have stood out as having a different interpretation. He stepped back closer to Paul \u201cWell? How bad is it?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019ll know better when I get him in the surgery.\u201d Paul said as he stood up and wiped his hands, he looked at Adam and nodded \u201cIt\u2019s bad.\u201d<\/p>\n Joe\u2019s eyes flickered for an instant. He had a vague memory of someone screaming, a piercing scream that was loud in his ears and then a crashing noise. He didn\u2019t realise it came from his body falling and landing with a thud on the sawdust strewn floor.<\/p>\n Now he heard a familiar voice saying close in his ear \u201cCome on now, come on \u2026don\u2019t you go dying on us.\u201d<\/p>\n Then noise and chaos everywhere. He could hear men shouting and feet were thudding across the floor. Hands slid under his arm pits and held him upright, it hurt and he gasped, his eyes opened and for an instant he saw Adam standing there, and he wanted to smile and say it was alright, not to worry except that he wasn\u2019t really sure that it was alright.<\/p>\n His eyes closed and he slowly retreated back into darkness, it whirled and whirled about him until he was sucked into its centre and then nothing else mattered.<\/p>\n Adam passed a hand over the lower part of his face while his eyes watched as the group of men very carefully carried Joe\u2019s body from the saloon. He followed the group with Clem on one side of him and Paul on the other, and just as they reached the surgery he recognised Ezra who was hovering close by \u201cTell Pa.\u201d he said and the cowhand nodded and hurried away. Joe\u2019s eyes fluttered open and he looked around a room that was all too familiar to him. Paul Martin\u2019s face leaned down towards him and he smiled \u201cAh, you\u2019re coming round, that\u2019s a good sign.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat happened?\u201d Joe whispered, his eyelids continued to flutter and with an extreme effort of will he forced them to remain open and stared up at the doctor \u201cPaul? What happened?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou were shot. \u201c<\/p>\n \u201cShot? I don\u2019t recall being shot!\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou\u2019ve a bullet lodged in your shoulder, it missed the clavicle thankfully but you have lost a lot of blood. I have to get the bullet out, Joe.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cGet the bullet out?\u201d Joe\u2019s head was swimming. If he closed his eyes he felt as though his head would float right off his shoulders, and now he was aware of intense pain and he groaned, ground his teeth together \u201cYes\u201d he hissed \u201cGet the bullet out.\u201d<\/p>\n It seemed to him such an effort to get each word sorted in his head and spoken through lips that seemed to be slowly fastening together with glue. He sighed deeply and his head lolled heavily to one side.<\/p>\n \u201cHe\u2019s out cold again,\u201d Paul murmured to Adam who had remained close by, \u201cI\u2019ll try and get the bullet out now. Let\u2019s just hope it isn\u2019t lodged near a main artery or under the bone.\u201d<\/p>\n Both men turned as the door opened and James Chang stepped into the room, he looked at Adam and then at Paul before his eyes finally settled upon Joe. Then he looked at Adam again \u201cHe\u2019s in good hands now, Adam. If you would like to stay outside.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam nodded, picked up his hat and without a word stepped out into the other room. He glanced at the clock on the wall and mentally did a few sums, calculating the amount of time it would take for Ezra to reach the Ponderosa, for Ben to contact Mary Ann, for hysteria and then calm before they could leave. He had some hours yet and he looked over at Clem who was standing at the doorway with his rifle in his hand. With a nod of the head he loosened the loop from the holster and eased the gun, then stepped outside with the sheriff in to a dark cold night.<\/p>\n \u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n Armitage had taken the opportunity of what time he had been providentially given by the attention being given Joe to get to his lodgings and gather some of his things which he shoved into a saddle bag. It was all stupid, a waste of time, he muttered beneath his breath about time and unforeseen occurrence and felt angrier than ever at himself, at the Cartwrights and at his nephew. As he quickly made his way out of the back door into the dark alley that ran alongside the boarding house he could think of only one place where no one would think to look and keeping to the shadows made his way towards the home of Saville, the jeweller.<\/p>\n By the time he had pushed open the door of the house Adam and Clem were stepping into the room he had just vacated.<\/p>\n Chapter 64<\/p>\n The pain throughout his body penetrated Joe\u2019s consciousness so that he groaned aloud and writhed in the bed. Paul leaned towards him, and looked at Jim who carefully measured out more laudanum which they managed to get into Joe. \u201cThat should take the edge of for him,\u201d Paul muttered.<\/p>\n Joe felt the pain subside, deep down in that dark place he was aware now of being warm and comfortable. Paul saw a small smile play about his lips. The movement beneath the closed eyelids indicated that Joe had slipped into a dream and as Paul walked over to check his medical equipment he hoped that the dream was a pleasant one.<\/p>\n Joe jerked awake, he was shivering now and had to look around him to make sure that the dream was actually over. James Chan came and stood by the bedside \u201cJoe? You were dreaming \u2026\u201d he smiled down at him and felt the pulse at Joe\u2019s throat.<\/p>\n \u201cWhere\u2019s Mary Ann? Is my Pa here?\u201d his voice sounded weak even to his ears. He didn\u2019t want to go back to sleep, he didn\u2019t want to return to any crazy dream. James was looking at him with a thoughtful expression on his face and Joe was aware that he was slipping away – again.<\/p>\n \u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n Saville had never been a brave man and when confronted by Armitage he had almost passed out with fright. The lamp he held in his hand wobbled dangerously and Armitage had to hiss at him to put it down before he dropped it and set the house on fire. \u201cWho else lives here?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo one, just me – I live alone.\u201d Saville whimpered and then wished he had been able to conjure up a whole army of family upstairs, perhaps the thought of a large number of people would have scared the man away, \u201cYou\u2019re Edwards Uncle\u2026\u201d he bleated in sudden recognition.<\/p>\n \u201cHuh, that\u2019s right.\u201d Cyril replied and stepped closer \u201cYou used to see a lot of my nephew, I used to see him coming into your store and always looking smug and pleased with himself when he came out. Knowing what I know now -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, you got it all wrong,\u201d Saville raised his hands in protest, \u201cYou\u2019re wrong. I only saw him sometimes, he tried to get me to take the jewellery he stole, but I didn\u2019t – I didn\u2019t take any. I told him I\u2019d tell you but he said you\u2019d never believe me, and if you did I\u2019d be locked up because he\u2019d lie anyway.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cJust be quiet. Be quiet and put that lamp down.\u201d<\/p>\n He looked around the room and then at Saville who was staring at a certain place in the far off corner, following his gaze Armitage noticed the safe, obviously the object of Saville\u2019s concerns. \u201cOpen it.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOpen it.\u201d<\/p>\n \u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n Adam and Clem Foster had lost the trail. Once they had left the boarding house and knowing that Armitage had every intention of leaving in order to get away they had stood on the sidewalk and looked around them at the darkening town. Alleyways and roadways yawned at them and invited them down dark pits of who knew what? Clem sighed \u201cWhat do you think?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe\u2019ll need his horse.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThe stables then?\u201d<\/p>\n Sure, the stables, but which one? Ridleys? Hunnicutts? And all the others\u2026 Clem glanced over to where a light shone in the surgery \u201cWonder how long your family will take to get here.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThey\u2019ll be here as fast as they can manage it.\u201d Adam replied with a coolness that had replaced the emotional distress he had felt earlier. This was how it always was, once on the chase, once having to deal with a situation like this\u2026 stay cool, stay logical and think, get into the mind of the person you\u2019re hunting down. Where would Armitage go now?<\/p>\n \u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026..<\/p>\n Paul Martin came back into the room and looked thoughtfully at his patient. He had been occupied for some time tending to the other victim of Armitage\u2019s shooting, and old Tucker Pyle hadn\u2019t been quite as compliant and silent a patient as Joe. He sighed and nodded over at James, \u201cHe\u2019s already looking a better colour.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI think he\u2019s safely out of the worst.\u201d James agreed peering down into Joe\u2019s face and observing the waxy sheen of the skin and the dark purpling under the eyes, \u201cAny chance of a relapse?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019s possible but unlikely.\u201d Paul replied with a wry smile, \u201c I think he could be allowed home in a day or two. I know these Cartwrights, James, and this young man in particular has kept me awake more nights than I can count.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou\u2019ve known them a long time, haven\u2019t you?\u201d James replied and walked over to t he basin where he could wash his hands. As he listened to Paul chattering about the time he went to deliver this baby, born too early of course, he allowed his mind to wander down memory lane himself, and the fight he had on his hands when he wanted to try an experimental cure on Adam Cartwright\u2019s leg. He sighed and dried his hands before turning to ask Paul where exactly Adam Cartwright had gone.<\/p>\n Paul\u2019s brow crinkled into a familiar frown \u201cWell, I wouldn\u2019t worry too much about that, James, he\u2019ll be back before his family get here, I\u2019m quite sure of that.\u201d Cyril Armitage walked naturally across the road, walking slightly behind another rman so that it could appear that they were together, perhaps talking business as they walked. As the other man continued on towards the Hardware Store, Armitage continued in the other direction towards the stable where he kept his horse.<\/p>\n He moved very silently, very stealthily. As he pushed open the door there was no creak of hinges, nor squeak as the handle was lifted. Within seconds he was inside the building, his gun in his hand. A lamp shone providing the only illumination in the stables, horses shifted in their stalls, as he carefully made his way to where his own horse had been placed.<\/p>\n It was strange, he mused to himself as he placed a blanket over the horses back, and then reached to bring down the saddle, there he was one day a sheriff, upholding the law, and now he had perhaps killed two men and was running away from the law. He smiled slightly, he knew for sure he had killed one man today – he didn\u2019t take into account the Cheyenne of course – but Saville, yes, he had gone down with only the very slightest grunt. Saville – fat and greedy, with a safe full of jewels and money, and all now nestling in the ex sheriff\u2019s saddle bags.<\/p>\n Armitage knew the man was dead, he hadn\u2019t needed to stop to check, he\u2019d killed enough men, women to know the sound of a dead person. He reached for the bridle and brought the horse round to lead it from the stall, and then stopped at the sight of the dark shape outlined in the doorway.<\/p>\n \u201cCartwright?\u201d<\/p>\n Adam stepped further into the building, behind him the sky was a purple back drop, the moon just hovering between clouds. Armitage noted it all, the contrast of colours, and the darkness of the mans shape as he approached him, the footsteps sounded a staccato echo on the floorboards. \u201cDrop the saddlebag and your gun belt.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI didn\u2019t intend to shoot your brother, Cartwright.\u201d he could felt sweat prickling on his upper lip, under his armpits, \u201cHe stepped in the way of a private disagreement.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cUnbuckle the gun belt.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cLook, I\u2019ll make a deal with you – just let me get away.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo deals.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam stopped at a good distance from Armitage, his hands on the buckle of his gun belt and his eyes piercing the gloom in the other mans direction. Armitage wavered, then let the saddle bag drop onto the floor. The thud as it landed made the horse behind him twitch nervously and raise its head, prick forward its ears.<\/p>\n \u201cNow the gun belt.\u201d<\/p>\n He licked his lips and his hands hovered over the buckle, he lowered his head to loosen the holster thread, his hand paused by the gun butt<\/p>\n \u201cDon\u2019t force me to shoot, Armitage.\u201d<\/p>\n Cyril Armitage shrugged, put his hand on the handle of his gun and pulled it free, just as he was about to squeeze the trigger Clem\u2019s voice came from behind him \u201cDrop it.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam could see from the way the muscles around the man\u2019s jaw clenched that Armitage had no intention to drop it. His finger squeezed, the gun went off and the horse behind him reared up, squealing as the bullet creased its neck. Its forelegs lashed out and kicked the man forcibly in the back sending him sprawling. There was no room for movement for the horse was still partially enclosed by the stall from which Armitage had been taking him. The man staggered up, tried to keep his balance, reached out for the bars of the stall before he fell back into the path of the animal who reared, plunged down, reared again\u2026 until Clem grabbed at its mane and struggled to calm it down.<\/p>\n Adam got hold of Armitages legs and dragged him through the straw and away from the stall. He didn\u2019t have to look twice to see if the man were alive or dead \u2026 he grimaced and turned his head away, slowly replaced his gun.<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m going to see how Joe is, sheriff.\u201d<\/p>\n Clem, having pacified the horse, turned and looked at Adam Cartwright, then nodded \u201cSure, you do that, Mr. Cartwright.\u201d<\/p>\n A mere twitch of the lips was the closest to a smile Clem received as Adam turned away from the stable and began a swift walk back to the surgery. People were leaving the saloons now, making their way to their homes. Ruby saw him and ran over to ask how Joe was to which he said he was about to find out. He didn\u2019t look back as she hesitated in the road, reminding herself that Joe was a married man now and it wouldn\u2019t do to be showing too much interest.<\/p>\n Chapter 65<\/p>\n Paul Martin opened the door to the sound of voices and wasn\u2019t surprised to find Mary Ann and Ben, accompanied by Hoss, standing waiting to be admitted. \u201cHow is he?\u201d Ben blurted out and then seeing Adam promptly demanded to know what had happened.<\/p>\n \u201cDidn\u2019t Ezra tell you?\u201d Adam asked and then looked at Mary Ann who was being ushered to the surgery by Paul, she paused to cast him a frightened plaintive look of appeal before disappearing inside.<\/p>\n Ben stepped forward as though he also should be at his son\u2019s side, as had been the case so many times before but then he paused, and together with Hoss waited for Adam to tell them the details while Joe\u2019s wife attended to her husband.<\/p>\n For Mary Ann it was one of the worst moments of her life, seeing her Joe on that surgical table with James Chan checking his pulse and looking anxiously down at the still features. James looked up at her and gave her a smile \u201cI think he\u2019ll be coming round soon, Mrs Cartwright.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe will? Oh, thank you.\u201d she whispered and looked at Paul with large grey eyes darkened by tears, \u201cWill he be able to come home with us?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNot tonight, my dear.\u201d Paul said quietly, \u201cHe\u2019s lost a lot of blood and is still rather feverish, I think it would be wiser if he stayed here a while longer yet.\u201d<\/p>\n She nodded numbly, and approached the bedside whereupon she placed a gentle hand on Joe\u2019s shoulder, then leaned forward to kiss his brow. She looked at Paul \u201cHis skin feels hot, clammy.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe will, it\u2019s not unexpected.\u201d Paul replied and looked at James who nodded and left the room, closing the door very quietly behind him.<\/p>\n Ben immediately wanted to know how Joe was and listened intently to what James had to tell him. It was hard for him to have to accept that Mary Ann had prior rights to him for admittance to see Joe, but he chewed on his lip for a moment or two, grunted a little and paced the floor while Hoss and Adam whispered together about what had happened and the ensuing results.<\/p>\n Joe opened his eyes and then closed them again, his lips moved and Mary Ann could see that he was asking for her so she leaned forward and whispered his name, kissed his cheek and could have wept with relief when he finally did open his eyes and look directly at her \u201cHi sweetheart.\u201d he sighed and struggled to smile, \u201cSeems I got in the way of a bullet.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh Joe, from the way Ezra talked -\u201d she turned her head away and blew her nose very delicately on a handkerchief, \u201cPaul said you have to stay here for awhile. Oh Joe, I thought – I was afraid that -\u201d some tears trickled down her cheeks although she tried to prevent them from doing so, \u201cOh I\u2019m so sorry, I don\u2019t mean to be such a -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHush, now,\u201d Joe smiled a little wider, and gripped her hand as tightly as he could, \u201cIt does a man good to know the woman he loves will cry for him.\u201d<\/p>\n The impatient knock on the door indicated that an irate parent was no longer going to be prevented from seeing his son, so when Ben finally stepped into the room, followed by Hoss and Adam, Mary Ann had wipe d her cheeks dry and was sitting by Joe holding his hand and looking as composed as she possible.<\/p>\n \u2018Armitage -\u201d Joe whispered \u201cHe shot me in the back -\u201d<\/p>\n Ben nodded \u201cSo we heard, but he won\u2019t be doing that again, son.\u201d he looked at Mary Ann and gave her a kindly smile, \u2019Alright, Mary Ann?\u201d<\/p>\n Joe looked directly at Adam who merely inclined his head, after which he was content to listen to his wife and father making arrangements concerning the need for him to remain in town. It wasn\u2019t long before the voices became a mere buzzing in his ears, and slowly he drifted back into a deep sleep. Although Adam had made as little noise as possible upon returning home Olivia had heard him for she had forced herself to stay awake. Now she slipped on a shawl and hurried downstairs, her feet padding upon the wooden steps so that he turned, saw her and smiled \u201cI thought you\u2019d be asleep.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, no, I couldn\u2019t sleep.\u201d she whispered and hurried over to him, only too grateful to feel his arms around her holding her close \u201cOh Adam, this has been such a horrible, horrible few days. All those times wondering – worrying – if you might be hurt or killed and then – this happening to Joe\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe\u2019s going to be alright,\u201d he assured her hugging her closer and kissing the top of her head, \u201cThey got the bullet out, there was a lot of blood loss and some fever, but he is going to be alright.\u2019<\/p>\n \u201cEzra said it was the sheriff, I mean, Armitage who shot him?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, well, Armitage was trying to shoot someone else but Joe got in the way. At least that\u2019s what some witnesses thought had happened.\u201d<\/p>\n She said nothing to that but allowed him to lead her into the kitchen where he carefully set her down on a chair. He smiled at her much as a parent would smile at a child who had wangled an opportunity to stay up late at night, \u201cHow about some hot chocolate, huh? \u201c<\/p>\n She nodded and looked at him, watched as he began to get out some cups and then with a smile rose to her feet and nudged him out of the way, \u201cI\u2019ll make it, you look so tired I wouldn\u2019t be surprised if you fell asleep on your feet.\u2019<\/p>\n \u201cWell, perhaps we could leave the drink and just get straight to bed\u2026\u201d he yawned and rubbed his face as though to force the muscles to remain awake, \u201cIt\u2019s been a long day.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDid Mary Ann get to town ?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMmm, yes, she\u2019s left Daniel with Bridie.\u201d he took hold of her hand, kissed her fingers, \u201cI\u2019m sorry I left so abruptly earlier on -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAs it turned out, it was a good thing that you did.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes,\u201d he nodded and looked into her shifting green eyes \u201cYes, it was. I don\u2019t know what Joe was intending to do, I didn\u2018t even think that he would be heading for town as well.\u201d<\/p>\n Olivia leaned forward and touched his face gently with her hand, then pulled her shawl closer as the cold in the room began to creep into her bones, \u201cCome along, let\u2019s get to bed.\u201d<\/p>\n It was good to crawl under the blankets and just close his eyes upon the day. If he could just shut things off in his brain and go to sleep he would have been more than happy. The touch of Olivia\u2019s hand upon his shoulder was sufficient to know how close she was to him, and after groping for her hand and kissing her goodnight, he hoped that sleep would come soon.<\/p>\n The moon peeked from a dark cloudy sky, seeking to see through the gap within the curtains as though to tease the sleepers into thinking there was still plenty of time in which to catch up on sleep. In her room Sofia held the picture of her father close under the pillow as though afraid to let it go beyond her reach. Reuben slept and snored, dreaming of riding a magnificent horse across the prairie and then the crowds of people lining the streets of the town as he emerged the victor of the race. Adam listened patiently as Reuben chattered on about the dream he had had, and how he had raced the big horse and come first. \u201cI was clear in front, Pa, no one could touch me.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThat\u2019s the kind of dream we all hope to come true, one day, huh?\u201d Adam grinned and ran his hand over the horse\u2019s sleek neck and then down to check the withers and hoofs. He looked at the boy who was slowly grooming Buster, \u201cReckon you\u2019ll soon be too big for Buster, Reuben. You\u2019ll be needing a new mount.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cD\u2019you reckon so, Pa?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI do,\u201d Adam left Sport to walk over to look at Buster who gave him a long cold glare as though he had understood every word that had been said and saw impending \u2018being put to pasture\u2019 awaiting him.<\/p>\n \u201cThen Sofia can have Buster.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cShe could, she\u2019s a good little rider.\u201d Adam smiled and stroked Buster\u2019s broad nose. \u201cReuben ?\u201d he hesitated a moment, saw the look of expectancy in the boys eyes and knew he had to carry on \u201cReuben, sit down a moment, will you?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat\u2019s wrong, Pa? Have I done something wrong?\u201d<\/p>\n Adam smiled gently in the way that was customary when he was with children, he whole body language became more relaxed and once Reuben was settled on a bale of straw he pulled up an upturned bucket and sat down \u201cReuben, I\u2019ve some bad news to tell you.\u201d<\/p>\n Reuben went pale, his eyes darted from Adam to the stable door and back again, \u201cWhat is it, Pa?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSomething quite awful happened yesterday. Remember how Uncle Joe gave Saturn to a friend of his?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYe – es\u201d Reuben drawled the word out and looked into Adam\u2019s eyes as though he could see a clue as to where this conversation was heading.<\/p>\n \u201cSome people attacked this friend, and as a result he was killed \u2026 and \u2026. Saturn was injured. Uncle Hoss had to shoot him to -\u201d he paused at the stricken look on the boys face and immediately placed a gentle hand on his shoulder, \u201cI\u2019m sorry, son. Uncle Hoss had to help him somehow, there was nothing we could do for him.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh Pa ..\u201d tears gushed up and trickled down his cheeks \u201cOh Pa \u2026\u201d and he fell against Adams chest and clung tight, \u201cWhy couldn\u2019t you have brung him home? I would have looked after him, I\u2019d have made him well.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSon, if Uncle Hoss couldn\u2019t have helped him, then no one could have done. I\u2019m sorry.\u201d<\/p>\n For a few moments the boy just clung to his father, then with a deep shuddering sigh he pulled away and brushed the tears away \u201cI hope who hurt him and Uncle Joe\u2019s friend gets shot. I hope he\u2019s dead. I hope he\u2019s -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThat\u2019s enough now,\u201d Adam interrupted the outpouring of words sternly, but gently, so that Reuben hic-coughed, sniffed and wiped his nose on his sleeve. Adam watched him for a moment until he felt the boy was under control, \u201cThe person responsible also shot Uncle Joe – but Uncle Joe will be alright, the doctor s caring for him.\u201d he smiled thinly, some attempt to reassure the boy. \u201cThe sheriff, that is, Clem Foster, and I, looked for the person concerned and found him and \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201c\u2026 and did you shoot him, Pa, did you?\u201d<\/p>\n Adam shook his head \u201cNo, I didn\u2019t. He\u2019s dead though and in a way -\u201d he paused \u201cWell, I guess in a way we could say it was divine justice.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHow\u2019d you mean, Pa?\u201d Reuben leaned forward against Adams legs and frowned, \u201cIf he shot Uncle Joe, he\u2019d go to prison, wouldn\u2019t he?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, possibly. But he did some very bad things before then for which he would not have been put on trial. Sometimes when that happens \u2026 well, I guess all we can say is that a higher court holds judgement.\u201d he sighed and stood up, smoothed down Reuben\u2019s hair, \u201cAre you going to be alright now? Not going to be too upset any more?\u201d<\/p>\n Reuben shook his head \u201cI don\u2019t want to think about it too much because then I will be.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell, at least you\u2019re honest about it.\u201d Adam replied and walked with the boy to the stable door., his hand placed gently at the boy\u2019s back as they made their way to the house for breakfast.<\/p>\n Chapter 66<\/p>\n Clem Foster dismounted outside the Ponderosa ranch house and looked around him. Adam Cartwright\u2019s horse was already there, nodding over the rail, but no other animal was saddled ready for work. He concluded that Ben and Hoss were in the house with Adam and having considered the matter strode over to the porch and knocked loudly. He was surprised when the door opened immediately and Hester greeted him with a smile \u201cGood morning, Clem \u2026or rather I should say\u2026 Sheriff.\u201d<\/p>\n Clem swept off his hat \u201cGood morning, Ma\u2019am, Mrs Cartwright.\u201d<\/p>\n He stepped into the big room and nodded a greeting to the three men, Hoss standing by the table with Hope on one arm while he was listening to his father speaking, Adam leaning against the back of the settee with his arms folded across his chest, and Ben standing by the hearth and obviously expounding about something although he was now silent as he nodded over to the visitor.<\/p>\n \u201cAnything wrong, Clem?\u201d<\/p>\n Clem cleared his throat \u201cNot so far as Joe\u2019s concerned, Ben. Dr Martin told me to tell you that he was recovering and doing quite well.\u201d<\/p>\n There were visible signs of relief, each man there relaxed, nodded and gave brief smiles. Ben asked if Clem would like some coffee after the long ride from town and before Clem could say yes or no, Hester was pouring him some out. He accepted with a muttered thank you and sipped it. With a contented sigh he nodded \u201cGreat coffee, ma\u2019am, thank you.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam raised a dark eyebrow \u201cSo? Why the visit, Clem?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI had a telegram about Cyril Armitage come through which I thought you should hear. As you know, he acted as deputy sheriff back in Boulders Creek for some years, and had a good reputation there which is how he came to get good references for being appointed here in Virginia City. Previous to that he\u2019d been a deputy in Temperance, for a year or so. \u201c<\/p>\n There was a pause as they waited for him to pull some papers out of his pocket. He scanned down the page and turned it over. \u201cFact is, he was – er – he rode with Chivington.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cChivington?\u201d Ben growled, and he straightened his back and squared his shoulders while his dark eyes went blacker than ever.<\/p>\n \u201cChivington?\u201d Adam repeated quietly with his e yes narrowed, \u201cYou mean he was part of the militia Chivington led against the Cheyenne at Sand Creek in \u201964?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThat massacre of Cheyenne at Sand Creek.\u201d Ben growled as though he felt the need to correct Adam\u2019s previous statement.<\/p>\n \u201cYes, \u201c Clem nodded, \u201cSeems he – er – must have learned some things there \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n Ben raised his eyebrows and indicated with his eyes that there was a lady present which made Clem lower his head and go slightly red around the jaw, he chose to gulp down his coffee rather than continue but once the cup was empty and replaced in the saucer he nodded \u201cI thought it best to tell you, Ben. So\u2019s you\u2019d know. Roy thought it best that you knew.\u201d<\/p>\n The faintest of smiles touched Ben\u2019s lips as the thought occurred to him that Roy must be finding it extremely difficult to let go the reins of office now that Clem was sheriff. As it was he nodded and thanked Clem for riding in to tell them at which the younger man heaved in a big breath \u201cThere\u2019s something else I thought you should know before the town gets to hear of it.\u201d<\/p>\n Ben rounded his shoulders \u201cSay what you have to say \u2026.\u201d he murmured and prepared himself to hear adverse news concerning his son.<\/p>\n \u201cWhen Armitages\u2019 body was taken to the undertakers we found a considerable amount of jewellery and cash in his saddlebags. There was a notebook as well, property of Mr Saville.\u201d<\/p>\n Hoss passed Hope to his wife and glanced over at Adam who had stood straighter upon hearing this news. Clem nodded \u201cThere were a number of transactions listed in the notebook, seems Mr Saville had been receiving the stolen articles from young Edward Armitage, from what we can make out he was re-designing the jewellery and re-selling them on.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAre you going to arrest him?\u201d Hoss asked with a scowl as a vague memory of his sister in law Ingrid crept into his mind.<\/p>\n \u201cNo, he\u2019s dead.\u201d Clem replied as he picked up his hat \u201cWe found his body this morning when we went to make enquiries about what we\u2019d found. His safe was wide open, seems like our ex-sheriff forced him to open it up before murdering him.\u201d<\/p>\n Looks were exchanged between the family and Hester shook her head and asked to be excused, there was only so much bad news a woman could take so early in the morning after all. Hoss cleared his throat \u201cSeems to me that the only person coming out of this whole thing with a profit is Mr Jenkins, the undertaker.\u201d<\/p>\n Ben gave Hoss a glare as he considered such levity, even if true, unnecessary \u201cJust be glad your brother wasn\u2019t another one of his clients, Hoss.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cEr – yes, sir.\u201d his contrite son mumbled<\/p>\n \u201cWell, I\u2019d best be getting back to town,\u201d Clem said after a glance at his cup to make sure it was empty and wishing it wasn\u2019t. \u201cI\u2019m sorry to have brought bad news.\u201d<\/p>\n Ben gave a grim smile but slapped the sheriff on the back in a friendly fashion \u201cClem, all I can say is that it could have been worse.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam straightened himself up as Clem turned to leave \u201cOne moment, Clem, I\u2019ll ride into town with you.\u201d he swept up his hat and nodded over to his father and brother \u201cI\u2019ll see you both later. Thanks for the coffee, Hester.\u201d<\/p>\n Hester followed him and the sheriff to the door, kissed him on the cheek as he stepped by \u201cGive Joe and Mary Ann our best wishes won\u2019t you?\u201d<\/p>\n Adam nodded, slipped his hat over his head and stepped in line with Clem who had hunched himself into his coat for the wind was blowing cruel and cold against them. He mounted his horse and looked at Adam \u201cYou didn\u2019t seem too surprised when I told you about Armitage.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, as you said, Clem, he learned his butchery somewhere, and that seemed to fit the bill.\u201d he set his horse to trot at the same pace as the sheriff\u2019s, \u201cHow are things in town? Any reaction to Armitage\u2019s death?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNot as yet. Still too soon to judge, the news may not have trickled around town yet.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam nodded and lowered his hat. From experience he knew it wouldn\u2019t be long before it did. Dan DeQuille looked at his visitor in amazement and half rose from his seat behind the big mahogany desk as Adam stepped into his office \u201cThis is a surprise, Adam. Take a seat. Want a cigar?\u201d<\/p>\n Adam accepted the seat but declined the cigar, he looked thoughtfully at Dan and raised his eyebrows as he placed his hat on the desk. Dan blew out a match and drew on the cigar he had just lighted, \u201cWell, Adam, it\u2019s usually me coming to you and hoping for a story, don\u2019t tell me this is a reversal of your usual opinion regarding newspapers and journalists.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam smiled slowly \u201cEver since I had a run in with a fella called Sam Clemens who had the Ponderosa turned upside down due to his journalism\u2026 I\u2019ve had reason to be suspicious and wary.\u201d he cleared his throat \u201cSo, Daniel, what do you know about what has gone on in town recently?\u201d<\/p>\n Dan pursed his lips and raised his eyebrows, \u201cWell, I hear tell that our ex-sheriff went on a campaign of his own recently and ended up shooting your brother and another of Virginia City\u2019s citizens. Also that he was shot and brought in dead by our new sheriff.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam frowned \u201cAnything else?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cShould I know of anything else?\u201d Dan leaned forward with his eyes narrowed and his fingers inched towards his notebook and pencil.<\/p>\n \u201cSeveral things you should know \u2026 I noticed that you printed a story recently about my brother Joe\u2019s horse being stolen by some Cheyenne? That\u2019s wrong and inaccurate. Also Cyril Armitage was not shot by the sheriff, he was about to be charged with causing grievous bodily harm when he was trampled on by a spooked horse in the livery. Thirdly \u2026\u201d he paused as he put his hand into his jacket pocket and withdrew some papers \u201cSaville the Jeweller was receiving the stolen items from Edward Armitage and was murdered by our ex-sheriff last night. Here\u2019s my notes. You\u2019ll see all you need to know there. I want it printed as I\u2019ve written it.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell, I don\u2019t know, Adam. There are certain laws we have to -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDon\u2019t give me that, Daniel, you make up your laws as you go along. If you were so careful about abiding by the rules of journalism you would have made sure that your article about that horse of my brothers was accurate instead of writing a load of rubbish that suited Cyril Armitage down to the ground. Now, you print what I\u2019ve written and retract what was previously printed or \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOr?\u201d Dan stood up, his face reddened with anger and resentment at Adam\u2019s tone of voice.<\/p>\n \u201cOr you won\u2019t be furthering your career as Editor of this newspaper for much longer.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAre you threatening me, Cartwright?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI don\u2019t mean to be doing so, Daniel. But the fact is that people believe what newspapers print, and they believed that Stalking Horse had stolen that horse. You should have checked your facts. That was bad journalism.\u201d<\/p>\n Dan frowned and nodded, \u201cYes, it was. I accept that with apologies but the fact is, Adam, that Cheyenne warriors here so close to Virginia City \u2026 they were dangerous\u2026. And the Government policy \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, I don\u2019t want to hear anymore about Government policy from you or anyone else, Dan. I\u2019ve heard it from the man at the top and various Generals, politicians and drunks for too long. Those people were a small group of men, women and children who came to escape the mess and the carnage going on in their home territory. They came here because Joe and I owed them our lives, and our friendship \u2026 they thought they would be safe.\u201d he frowned, the black brows knitted over dark eyes, \u201cWe promised them safety and what did they get? Cyril Armitage re-living his time with Chivington and murdering them instead.\u201d<\/p>\n Dan drew on his cigar and frowned \u201cI heard rumours in town about Armitage having been at Sand Creek. I asked him if it were true but he didn\u2019t want to talk about it. I thought it was just rumour so left it alone.\u201d he let the smoke drift from his nostrils as he looked at Adam \u201cYou know, Adam, Chivington is still regarded as a hero by some. It was those soldiers who helped the Cheyenne that night who were court martialed and hanged.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam just shook his head as though he couldn\u2019t believe what he was hearing from the man and then tapped his long fingers upon the papers on the desk. Then after picking up his hat he left the newspaper Editor\u2019s office as though he couldn\u2019t bear the place any longer.<\/p>\n Chapter 67<\/p>\n Dr Timothy Schofield glanced over at the door as it opened and then frowned slightly as Adam stepped inside \u201cCome to see your brother?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIf it\u2019s alright?\u201d Adam replied as he removed his hat and stood patiently waiting for admission to the room Joe had been located.<\/p>\n \u201cHis wife\u2019s with him, he\u2019s in there -\u201d. Schofield nodded over to the door and Adam strode towards it \u201cDon\u2019t be too long in there.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam said nothing but pushed the door open and stepped inside, then closed the door immediately behind him. Mary Ann had been seated by the bed and looked to see who had entered, she sighed with relief upon seeing her brother in law \u201cThank goodness it\u2019s you, Adam, I thought for a moment it was that Dr Schofield.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam smiled reassuringly and approached the bed, then looked at Mary Ann \u201cHave you had any sleep?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNot yet. He\u2019s been very feverish. Dr Martin gave him some medication but it doesn\u2019t seem to have worked. Do you think he looks any better than when you last saw him, Adam?\u201d<\/p>\n Adam didn\u2019t like to comment but his brothers appearance certainly didn\u2019t give him a positive feeling at all. He put a hand to Mary Ann\u2019s arm, \u201cLook, why not go over and get something to eat and drink, then rest for a while. I\u2019ll stay here with Joe.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI can\u2019t leave him, Adam.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell, I think you can. If he needs you at all I\u2019ll come and get you.\u201d he sighed and looked at her compassionately, \u201cLook, you need to take care of yourself as well. Joe will need looking after and it won\u2019t be any good if you\u2019re ill yourself.\u201d<\/p>\n She nodded as though she could understand what he was saying but at the same time it was very hard to leave him, even for a few moments. Very slowly she rose to her feet and after kissing her husband\u2019s brow, she left the room.<\/p>\n Joe sighed and his lips twitched slightly, in his dreams he was riding Cochise across the hills, smelling the familiar smell of Ponderosa pines and looking up at the blue skies as the larks sung. He could see a woman walking up the track towards him, she was wearing a blue dress and carrying a sheaf of flowers. There was a smile on her face and joy in her eyes. She looked so lovely that he couldn\u2019t help but cry out \u201cMary Ann?\u201d<\/p>\n Adam leaned forwards \u201cJoe? Joe?\u201d<\/p>\n The younger man could hear his name being called but it came as though from a long distance away. He wanted to open his eyes but they seemed glued shut, even his mouth was clamped so tight that his teeth were aching. He didn\u2019t want to wake up, he felt safe right where he was, fast asleep in bed.<\/p>\n Paul Martin opened his medical bag and took out a small phial, when Adam asked what it was he replied \u201cSmelling salts, he needs to come round so this may work.\u201d He leaned forwards and placed the phial beneath Joe\u2019s nose \u201cLet me sleep\u2026\u201d Joe whispered, his eyelids fluttering open.<\/p>\n \u201cNo, Joseph, I need you to stay awake now, do you hear me? You stay awake.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAll right. I\u2019m awake. Do I have chores to do? Where\u2019s Adam?\u201d Joe blinked blearily and raised a hand to rub his head, making his unruly hair more tousled than ever. \u201cWhere am I?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIn town, in my surgery.\u201d Paul replied while he kept his eyes fixed sternly on the young mans face.<\/p>\n \u201cWas I asleep?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell and truly.\u201d Adam said from his seat beside the bed, \u201cMary Ann\u2019s been here since she arrived yesterday\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYesterday? What happened yesterday?\u201d Joe muttered.<\/p>\n Paul stepped closer and put a hand to Joe\u2019s jaw so that he could lift his face towards him, he stared into t he hazel green eyes \u201cMmm, how are you feeling – apart from sleepy?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cKinda fuzzy. Like I could sleep for weeks and I feel as though I\u2019m falling backwards all t he time.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam frowned, considering Joe was lying prone on the bed with his head resting upon pillows he wasn\u2019t sure how his brother could feel as though he were falling like that, he looked at Paul who nodded as though it all made sense to him. Joe closed his eyes \u201cWhere\u2019s Mary Ann?\u201d he heard his voice ask the question but by the time anyone came up with an answer he had drifted back into unconsciousness.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat\u2019s happening?\u201d Adam asked, \u201cI thought you said he had to stay awake?\u201d<\/p>\n Paul checked Joe\u2019s pulses, peered into the eyes and then with a frown stepped back. He shook his head \u201cI don\u2019t know \u2026\u201d he said very quietly as though addressing no one in particular or forgetful that Adam was in the room.<\/p>\n \u201cFor heavens sake, what do you mean \u2018you don\u2019t know\u2019?\u201d Adam growled, \u201cYou\u2019re a doctor, you\u2019re supposed to know\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n Paul looked at Adam and sighed, he nodded \u201cYes, you\u2019re right, Adam, but I\u2019m not God.\u201d before Adam could say a word and well aware of the fear that had been obvious in his eyes he raised a hand \u201cHe\u2019s suffering a trauma, Adam. Blood loss, the wound itself and the stress he was under when he was shot \u2026 all combined creates it\u2019s own combination of problems. He\u2019s strong and healthy. He needs to fight this off.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBut what are you going to do about it? Can he stay asleep or should he wake up?\u201d<\/p>\n Paul looked down at Joe and after a moment he nodded \u201cLet him sleep, he needs to sleep more than anything else.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam glowered and was tempted to call Schofield in for a second opinion but the respect he had for Paul was such that he set that thought to one side. He resumed his seat and looked at his brother\u2019s face and then at Paul, \u201cYou\u2019re sure?\u201d<\/p>\n Paul nodded, placed his hand reassuringly upon Adam\u2019s shoulder \u201cI have to go and see to another patient. I\u2019ll be back in an hour, Schofield\u2019s next door should you need him.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam nodded but said nothing, he sat back with one leg crossed over the other and bowed his head.<\/p>\n He remembered the day when he was a boy standing at the doorway of the big bedroom and looking at his father who was laughing as he held in his arms a swaddled Adam smiled now at the memory, he could remember how he and Hoss had stampeded into the room, and how Ben had lowered his arms for them to peer into the shawl and look at this little miracle. \u201cIt\u2019s your brother \u2026\u201d Ben had said and they had stared at the bawling red faced baby and then looked at one another.<\/p>\n \u201cCompared to the last one I got this one is kinda puny, ain\u2019t he?\u201d Adam had laughed, glad to hear his father laughing along with him.<\/p>\n \u201cHe is kinda small.\u201d Hoss had worried, giving the baby a prod with his finger.<\/p>\n \u201cIts because he was born before he was ready,\u201d Marie had explained, \u201cWe weren\u2019t expecting him for another few weeks.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhy\u2019d he come so early for then? Didn\u2019t you know he was coming? Was it a surprise?\u201d<\/p>\n They had laughed at that but for Adam it had been a turning point in his life, he had accepted that he was to protect and love this little infant for the rest of his life, forever.<\/p>\n Joe moved restlessly in the bed, distracting Adam from memories and thoughts of his own , he wrung out the cloth that was in the bowl of cool water by the bedside, and gently wiped Joe\u2019s face free from perspiration. Joe gave a shuddering sigh, his body heaved and his fingers tightened upon the sheets that covered him. Then he was still, very still. Paul looked down at the young man and tapped his chin with his spectacles as though that would reveal to him whatever was currently eluding him with regard to his patient. The mention of his name brought him out of his reverie and he turned, looked at Mary Ann and Adam, and nodded as though in acknowledgement of their unspoken questions \u201cWell, this is the time we hold our breath, pray and hope that faith in our prayers will work miracles.\u201d<\/p>\n He said it gently, as kindly as he could but even so Mary Ann\u2019s inner resolve weakened for she sagged a little and it was with Adam\u2019s arm steadying her that helped her to remain on her feet. Carefully he led her to a chair and helped her sit down, \u201cIs it really that bad?\u201d she asked in a whisper as she looked over at the body of her husband and reached out to touch the limp hand that rested on top of the coverlet.<\/p>\n \u201cI can\u2019t pretend to you.\u201d Paul replied, \u201cThere\u2019s no point in doing so, but the reality of the situation is very grave. Dr Schofield gave Joe a thorough examination at my request earlier. We\u2019ve done all that we can do.\u201d he shook his head and once again glanced over at Adam, \u201cHe has a concussion, I can\u2019t judge how severe that is because the loss of blood has seriously weakened his system. The bullet missed his vital organs but I don\u2019t know what other internal damage has been done, even my attempt at removing it may have caused more damage. \u201c he frowned and wondered if that had been wise, making such an admission, \u201cPerhaps one day medical progress will develop some system by which we will be able to see beneath the flesh and bone of our patient, but at the moment it sounds like necromancy to even hope for it.\u201d he released a long drawn out sigh and rubbed his face with one of his hands, \u201cMary Ann, I can\u2019t make promises, you understand that?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou\u2019ve done everything you can, Dr Martin. I can\u2019t and wouldn\u2019t expect anything else from you. Thank you for that,\u201d she replied and gripped his free hand with fingers that were extremely cold and trembling, she looked up at Adam, who nodded and yet said nothing.<\/p>\n Paul cleared his throat, \u201cIt\u2019s my opinion that Armitage knew exactly what he was doing, he intended to kill Joe. He may have tried to make it appear as though Joe just got in the way of the bullet he was firing at Tucker, but the way the bullet hit Joe after he had shot Tucker proves that Armitage took advantage of the fact that Joe was there, a perfect target.\u201d<\/p>\n Mary Ann sighed and shook her head, again she looked up at Adam who placed his hand reassuringly upon her shoulder and when Paul left the room she rose to her feet and drew the chair closer to the bed. \u201cAdam, I feel ashamed, I feel so ashamed.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhy? There\u2019s no reason\u2026.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt was when Candy had been shot and Ann was so frightened, she was crying and I remember looking at her, looking at Candy and just feeling so relieved that it wasn\u2019t my Joe because I didn\u2019t know if I could handle such – such despair and fear. I remember watching her and wondering how she would manage if Candy died, and being – being so glad that – oh Adam – how selfish of me to even think like that?\u201d she bowed her head now and began to weep, her sobs loud and heartbreaking in their intensity.<\/p>\n Adam looked from her to his brother, and then with a sigh he stroked her back and mumbled some words he hoped would be convincing, reassuring. Perhaps all of them had been selfish, perhaps all of them when faced with someone else\u2019s misfortune feels relief after the initial shock has waned. He looked around the room, a good sized room with a large window across which the drapes had been pulled across. It was clean as would have been expected from a surgical point of view. Joe\u2019s belongings had been removed, the blood soaked clothing, the wet blood stained jacket \u2026 he shuddered and turned away.<\/p>\n Mary Ann stroked Joe\u2019s brow but still he didn\u2019t move. She held his hand and longed for the warmth of her flesh to impart life and strength into him. She prayed that there would be some indication that would give them hope to get through the day, and perhaps, longer days ahead.<\/p>\n She turned as the door opened and Ben, followed by Hoss and Hester, and Olivia came into the room. The women immediately went to cluster around Mary Ann while Ben approached the bed and looked down at his son, while Hoss stood by Adam and asked \u201cHow is he?\u201d<\/p>\n Adam could only repeat what Paul had said, he looked at them and then back down at Joe. He knew Hoss was trying to convince himself that his little brother would survive, he\u2019d survived so much before, he had to again, he had to \u2026<\/p>\n Chapter 68<\/p>\n The clatter of plates, cups clinking against saucers and cutlery rattling seemed to be stilled as Hoss and Adam Cartwright, accompanied by their wives, entered the restaurant . Heads turned and voices murmured before the usual clatter recommenced. Ignoring of the slight hiatus their presence had created the four Cartwrights took their seats \u201cI feel like I\u2019m part of a circus act all them eyes staring at us.\u201d Hoss grumbled.<\/p>\n Hester said nothing but glanced at Adam to see if he felt the same but her brother in law was looking at Olivia who was holding his hand in hers as though no one else existed. Hester cleared her throat, adjusted her bonnet and was about to speak when a waiter came to take their order. No one felt like eating, even Hoss felt as though he\u2019d be hard pressed to get something down his throat but coffee was ordered and some sandwiches. Adam leaned forward towards the other three who instinctively did likewise \u201cHe\u2019ll get through this alright, Paul was pretty confident earlier.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYeah, but he don\u2019t seem so confident now, does he?\u201d Hoss growled.<\/p>\n \u201cSchofield examined Joe and said that he had no reason not to recover, \u201c Adam continued as though Hoss\u2019 comment was irrelevant, \u201cIt\u2019s just a matter of time.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDo you think if he were brought back home he\u2019d recover more quickly?\u201d Hester whispered, conscious that other ears were perked up and eagerly listening.<\/p>\n \u201cPossibly, but not for a day or two.\u201d Adam replied and leaned back against his chair as the coffee and sandwiches arrived.<\/p>\n Several people approached the table during the course of the next half hour, all of them anxious to hear about Joe and wishing for him to recover quickly. Some men ventured to comment on the atrocity that they had just read about as obnoxious, and \u2018should never have been allowed.\u2019 Sentiments that the Cartwrights wholeheartedly endorsed.<\/p>\n By the time they had eaten the sandwiches – and Hoss found that he\u2019d had less trouble eating them than he\u2019d envisaged – and drinking the coffee, they rose to their feet and after paying the bill made their way back to the surgery. Olivia with her arm through that of her husband who remarked that she had been very quiet.<\/p>\n \u201cI keep thinking about how it happened, Adam. How quickly it all happened.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, Joe didn\u2019t see it coming you know, he didn\u2019t seem to have realised that Armitage was even sitting there. He just blundered in as usual.\u201d he sighed deeply, and gently caressed her hand with his own, \u201cOlivia, this hasn\u2019t been a very pleasant few months leave, has it? I am sorry. \u201c<\/p>\n \u201cOh Adam, don\u2019t be, it\u2019s not as if I am some shrinking violet from back east who has never experienced this kind of thing before; it\u2019s part of life, and at present we have to accept it as such. It\u2019s just that – it\u2019s the swiftness of how things can change. Life – death – just one false move, the wrong decision -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cLike Joe going to that particular saloon?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cExactly. \u201c she sighed and leaned against him a little more, \u201cAdam, why on earth did he have to come into town anyway?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOnly Joe can tell you that, I\u2019m afraid. He\u2019s full of impulse, always has been; probably felt restless and on edge, needed to know more about what happened in order to get some things straight in his mind.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat if he dies, Adam?\u201d<\/p>\n Her words were like hammer blows to his heart, and he said nothing for a moment then very quietly he just said \u201cHe won\u2019t.\u201d and then, for some odd reason of his own he added \u201cHe can\u2019t, he\u2019s a Cartwright.\u201d Bridie smoothed down the quilt and then stepped back from the bed to observe the patient then with a sigh she looked at Mary Ann and thought how sad she looked as she gazed down at her husband. After the anxious days in town Joe was now finally home and sleeping in the guest room so that his sleep would not be disturbed in any way. Dr Schofield, who took a holistic view of a body healing itself, had declared that the reason Joe was so unwell was because his mind was under duress, and his emotions were all over the place. Jimmy Chang who like many of his people believed in the body needing balance had agreed whole heartedly with this diagnosis and Paul did what he could to heal the body and hoped the mind and emotions would get sorted out once he was home with his family.<\/p>\n Light poured in from the windows for it was one of those bright sunny days in November. The fire burned in the hearth so that the chill of the room was kept at bay and in his bed Joe sighed, opened his eyes and looked up into the anxious face of his wife who smiled as she leaned closer to him \u201cJoe? \u201c<\/p>\n \u201cMary Ann? Am I home?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, yes, darling, you\u2019re home. Look, here\u2019s a little man come to say hello to his daddy\u2026\u201d she said gently and lifted Daniel up to see his papa.<\/p>\n Joe smiled and looked at the little boy who was smiling down at him the big eyes bright with the pleasure of seeing his father and his fingers wriggling with the anticipation that he would be given a hug. Joe sighed again and closed his eyes, then turned his head into the pillow and fell back to sleep.<\/p>\n Bridie said nothing but approached Mary Ann and put her hand on the younger woman\u2019s arm, seeing from her expression that she was disappointed at this reaction. She hugged Mary Ann affectionately \u201cIt\u2019s early days, my dear. The journey would have taken it out of him as well remember.\u201d<\/p>\n Mary Ann\u2019s face lightened and she nodded as she looked down at Bridie \u201cOh , of course, I hadn\u2019t thought of that, of course it would have done.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDon\u2019t expect too much too soon, he\u2019s very weak, it\u2019s going to take a while before his strength is back to normal.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh Bridie, thank goodness you\u2019re here.\u201d she squeezed Bridie\u2019s hand and then hugged the child closer \u201cCome along, darling, let\u2019s leave daddy to have his sleep.\u201d<\/p>\n Bridie smiled and nodded as though in approval as MaryAnn took Daniel out of the room and downstairs, then she looked at Joe and approached the bed, felt his pulse, his forehead. Again she straightened the covers and had just straightened up when Ben\u2019s voice came from behind her \u201cHow is he, Mrs O\u2019Flannery?\u201d<\/p>\n She jumped slightly for his approach had been so quiet, but she was smiling when she turned to face him \u201cHe\u2019s doing as well as can be expected, Mr Cartwright.\u201d<\/p>\n Ben nodded, he held his hat in one hand, and in the light coming from the window seemed much younger as he stood there, tall and straight backed. He now walked up to the bed and looked down at the young man, \u201cI can\u2019t count how many times I have sat by the bedside of my sons, Mrs. O\u2019Flannery. So many times I\u2019ve prayed and hoped that they would survive whatever had happened to make them so ill, time and again I have sat dwelling on memories of the past, of their mothers . Each time it gets harder -.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, I can imagine it does.\u201d Bridie replied and stood by his side to look down at Joe whose dark hair curled upon the white pillowcase in so charming a manner.<\/p>\n \u201cIt was strange having my place taken by another,\u201d he smiled, his generous mouth parting slightly, softening the appearance, \u201cIt\u2019s always been my place, you see, to sit by my son\u2019s bedside. \u201c<\/p>\n \u201cLife is full of changes.\u201d Bridie murmured, it was a clich\u00e9, she knew and so did he, but it fitted the occasion well enough to be acceptable.<\/p>\n \u201cYes, it is.\u201d Ben replied and sighed while he remained looking down at Joe with a yearning intensity in his face that touched Bridie\u2019s tender heart.<\/p>\n \u201cYou can sit down, you know, Mr Cartwright. I was about to make some tea, would you like some? Or would you prefer some coffee?\u201d<\/p>\n Ben smiled again, nodded and thanked her saying that coffee would be preferred. He then pulled up a chair and sat down, placing his hat on the floor , and his hand upon his son\u2019s shoulder.<\/p>\n He hadn\u2019t liked to admit to anyone that having to allow Mary Ann in to see Joe, while he waited with everyone else outside had unsettled him. He had felt suddenly isolated, as though his role as father and protector of his sons was no longer valid. He couldn\u2019t explain how empty he had felt, how useless and aimless. Now as he sat beside Joe he wondered what the purpose of life really was, and how was it that from being so much the centre of their lives he had now become so little a part of it all.<\/p>\n He was deep in such thoughts when he felt Joe stir and looking down realised that his son was now awake and watching him with a slight smile on his face, \u201cHi Pa,\u201d Joe whispered, \u201cIt wouldn\u2019t have been the same without you sitting there by the bed. I\u2019m so glad to see you, Pa.\u201d<\/p>\n Ben nodded and forced a smile although his eyes were wary, anxious, looking for signs of fever or illness, \u201cHow are you feeling, Joe?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWeak. Tired.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou had a narrow escape, son. That bullet caused a lot of internal bleeding and Paul had quite a difficult task getting it out of you.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDid – did I hear right? It was Armitage?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, it was Armitage. \u201c Ben released his breath in a deep sigh, \u201cHe killed Saville, the jeweller afterwards, then tried to make a getaway with a stack of money and jewels in his saddle bags.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDid he get arrested? Did Roy – I mean – Clem -arrest him?\u201d Joe\u2019s eyes were blurring, his eyelids getting heavy, but he wanted to know, he needed to get facts in his head in order for things to calm down within himself.<\/p>\n \u201cHe was going to be arrested, Adam and Clem tracked him down, and his own horse trampled him down. I guess you could call it divine justice.\u201d<\/p>\n Joe smiled weakly \u201cRetribution\u2026 Vengeance is mine \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, you could say that, son.\u201d Ben squeezed Joe\u2019s shoulder gently, \u201cYou\u2019ve had us all worried you know? Mary Ann has been by your side all the time\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI woke up several times and saw her there.\u201d Joe said and then smiled, flicked a glance up at his father \u201cTook some getting used to, usually it\u2019s you.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell, I guess after all these years it\u2019s about time for a change.\u201d Ben replied and almost laughed at himself for saying it.<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m glad you\u2019re here now, Pa. Don\u2019t go, will you?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, I\u2019ll stay here for as long as you need me.\u201d<\/p>\n Joe sighed and smiled, closed his eyes and thought over what he had been told, then he reopened his eyes and stared up at the ceiling \u201cThere was no need for them to have harmed those people, Pa.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI know. But weak people follow a lead, and then get to be too afraid to stop. Some realised it was wrong and went back home, others will have to live with their consciences for the rest of their lives.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDo they have consciences, Pa? To have done that \u2026\u201d he frowned, \u201cAdam and I saw it happen before, I should have realised that it could happen again. I should have told Stalking Horse to stay with Johnny Big Heart.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe made the decision to stay where he was, Joe. You can\u2019t take the blame for what he chose to do for himself and his friends.\u201d<\/p>\n Joe thought over those words, he knew Ben was right, the deep voice was reassuring, comforting. He closed his eyes and sighed \u201cPoor Saturn. I guess Reuben will be upset about that as well.\u201d<\/p>\n Ben only smiled thinly and sat back into the chair as his son slowly drifted back to sleep. He was deep in thought when he was aware of the smell of coffee and Bridie came into the room with a smile and the coffee on a tray, this she set down on a small table. \u201cIs there anything else I can get you, Mr. Cartwright?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, thank you, Mrs O\u2019Flannery.\u201d<\/p>\n She nodded and glanced over at Joe, she nodded again while a slight smile played about her mouth, \u201cHe\u2019s looks a better colour now. Perhaps this sleep he has will be the healing one.\u201d<\/p>\n Ben nodded, but said nothing.<\/p>\n Chapter 69<\/p>\n An air of subdued expectation hovered over the three homes that existed in such close proximity on the Ponderosa. Within the confines of each the inhabitants tried to live as normal a life as possible while dreading the knock on the door and the words that could mean one of their loved ones would never greet them again, never smile or laugh, or share some crazy notion .<\/p>\n Hester and Olivia fretted for Mary Ann while at the same time they cared for their own children and continued their work at home. Only the children, innocent as they were, lived out the hours of the day at play as normally as ever. Little Daniel gurgled with delight at seeing his Momma without understanding why she didn\u2019t laugh or sing as she did usually. Sofia retreated to her room to play with her new friend and her dolls when Olivia appeared too preoccupied and Reuben had his school and friends there to help wile away the hours and take his mind from the gloom of home life.<\/p>\n Hannah was Hester\u2019s bright shining star, filling the hours with smiles and laughter, hugs and kisses. Nursing Hope provided her with moments of calm and meditation. It went without saying that many a prayer was said for the young man struggling against the odds and being so carefully, lovingly, cared for by his wife and Bridie.<\/p>\n The knock on the door was becoming familiar now and Bridie O\u2019Flannery hurried to open it to Dr Martin, patting her hair into place as she crossed the floor to greet him. Paul removed his hat and smiled, \u201cGood morning, Mrs O\u2019Flannery.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDr Martin.\u201d she nodded and stepped aside to let him enter the vestibule and then proceed from there to the large room. \u201cI think you\u2019ll find him much better this morning. He was very feverish last night and then slept deeply.\u201d<\/p>\n Paul listened attentively, he had come to rely upon her opinion and knew that he would have no reason to fault her as he followed her up the stairs to the room in which Joe had been placed. \u201cWhat about his vital signs?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMuch stronger.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHas he regained consciousness?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSeveral times. Each time he appeared more coherent than previously. His eyes look much clearer and his colour improved.\u201d<\/p>\n He nodded all along the landing and paused for her to open the door, but before entering he stopped, smiled, \u201cThank you, Bridie.\u201d<\/p>\n She blushed then, just a little, and lowered her eyes as though she were some shy coy girl from Galway instead of Mrs Bridget O\u2019Flannery at the Ponderosa. She watched the doctor enter the room and then quietly slipped in behind him, but stood close to the door rather than intrude upon those gathered there.<\/p>\n Ben Cartwright stood up from the chair beside the bed and smiled a greeting to the doctor as he drew near. Both men stood side by side to observe Joe who was still asleep \u201cI hear he woke up several times?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, \u201c Ben nodded, \u201cHe talked at times, made sense as well.\u201d he smiled and then sighed, \u201cHe looks better, doesn\u2019t he?\u201d<\/p>\n Paul nodded \u201cI\u2019ll just examine him now\u2026\u201d which was Ben\u2019s cue to step away and let Paul get on with what he had to do.<\/p>\n Mary Ann, who had been feeding Daniel, now stepped into the room and looked from Ben to Paul, took a deep breath and clasped her hands together against her waist. She dreaded each visit from the doctor in case he had the worst possible news to give her. She drew closer to Ben and slipped a hand into his, looked anxiously at him and then returned her gaze at Paul.<\/p>\n Joe woke up during Paul\u2019s examination, he gave the doctor a smile and sighed before asking him what he was doing there. \u201cWell, young man, I\u2019m here to see how you\u2019re getting on now. Just stay still for a while and let me look at your eyes.\u201d he pulled down the lower lid of each eye and then nodded slowly, felt the pulse at Joe\u2019s throat and then pulled up a chair upon which he sat down, \u201cJoe, can you remember what happened?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSure, I went in to the saloon, saw Tucker Pyle -\u201d he paused, screwed up his face in concentration \u201cThere was a gun shot, I saw Tucker\u2019s face and thought he\u2019d been shot, but he hadn\u2019t been, it was me \u2026 I could feel myself falling and then hit the floor .\u201d<\/p>\n Ben nodded \u201cAs we suspected Armitage intended to kill Joe and then shot Tucker.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cJoe, can you remember what happened earlier – can you recall where you and your family went that morning?\u201d<\/p>\n Joe was silent, his eyes turned to the window where he could see the distant pine clad hills, he nodded \u201cYes, I can remember. I remember everything, everything.\u201d<\/p>\n Paul looked at him thoughtfully for a while before asking him how he felt now about what had taken place to which Joe seemed reluctant to answer until finally he spoke \u201cI guess I feel much as I did before, angry, disgusted. I can\u2019t understand it -\u201d his brow creased, his Adam\u2019s apple jerked as he fought emotion, he blinked to clear his eyes of moisture, \u201cThe cruelty, it was so – it was so – unnecessary.\u201d<\/p>\n He frowned now and turned his head, saw his father and Mary Ann standing together and smiled, greeted them and then noticed Bridie, \u201cAny chance of something to eat, Bridie, I sure am hungry.\u201d<\/p>\n Paul smiled and placed a hand on Joe\u2019s shoulder before getting to his feet, he nodded over to Ben and gave place to Mary Ann who took his seat on the chair and kissed her husband while Paul came to talk to Ben. Bridie had already left the room, hurrying to make her \u2018boy\u2019 a good breakfast.<\/p>\n \u201cWell?\u201d Ben asked as they strode along the landing together \u201cHow is he?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDoing well.\u201d Paul smiled \u201cHe needs to build up his strength, rest awhile, and he\u2019ll soon be as right as ever. I think I\u2019m more concerned about the affect that event will have on his emotions than anything else. I\u2019ve treated many men in the past who suffered similar experiences during the war to know that sometimes it\u2019s much harder to shake off such memories, such events, from some than it is for others. You may find that Joe will be depressed at times, sad even.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI guess that will be only natural \u2026\u201d Ben murmured recalling to mind how he himself had felt when Inger had been killed. But there were differences even then, after all, Inger had been his dearly beloved wife, and there had been no mutilations, no atrocities carried out by the Indians during that small battle. He sighed and shook his head, \u201cBut he\u2019ll be alright?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019ve never under estimated the Cartwright constitution, Ben.\u201d Paul replied with a wry smile. Sofia put Clarabelle next to Jessie and then sat down on the bed beside them, she opened the book and looked at the dolls and nodded \u201cI\u2019ll read you the story now, Daddy will draw some pictures for you, won\u2019t you, Daddy. Thank you so much that will be lovely \u2026\u201d she sighed and smiled, her voice rose and fell in gentle cadences as she read the story about the little mermaid every so often pausing to ask Daddy \u201cAnd how do you say this word, daddy? or \u201cIsn\u2019t that right, my dear?\u201d<\/p>\n For a moment Adam stood on the landing and listened before he looked into the room to see just who this Daddy was; it was a mystery to him so after a moment or two he flattered himself into assuming that his daughter was, in fact, alluding to himself. He folded his arms and watched as the little girl continued to read, or rather say the story as she remembered it for her reading was very limited at her age. Clarabelle and Jessie, two of the ugliest dolls that ever existed in Adam\u2019s opinion (and Reubens) sat quite still and never passed any opinion, and so far as Adam could see, niether did \u2018Daddy\u2019. He looked around the room but there was no sign of any little boy present at all. Sofia continued to read and then sighed \u201cWell, that\u2019s all for now, my dears. I think we shall have a cup of lemonade and a cookie.\u201d<\/p>\n She scrambled off the bed and made her way to where her toy tea set was all laid out, and where she now \u2018poured\u2019 out the tea and took a cup to each doll, setting it down on their laps.<\/p>\n Adam smiled slowly as he watched her. There was no doubt about it she was a pretty little thing, her blonde curls were tied back neatly by a blue ribbon and she wore her blue checkered dress. She was so engrossed in her play that she never noticed him standing by the door until he coughed and she turned, saw him and looked rather startled for the last person she expected to see was him. He stepped into the room and after smiling at her reminded her that it was time for supper, real supper.<\/p>\n \u201cI know.\u201d she replied seriously as she removed the cups and placed them on the little tray, \u201cThis was just pretend.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI see, and – er – did \u2018daddy\u2019 enjoy it too?\u201d Adam asked with a slight smile.<\/p>\n \u201cHe never said.\u201d Sofia replied and ran out of the room, ignoring Adams hand which he had held out and had expected her to grasp so that they could have gone downstairs together.<\/p>\n He frowned slightly sensing that something, somewhere, just wasn\u2019t adding up right and in this frame of mood he went downstairs and took his seat at the table. It had been a long day, the weather had been unpleasantly cold with the threat of snow, Hoss had complained by his bunions, his corns, his \u2018wound\u2019, and then his age and underlying everything was the constant concern they both felt for their brother. Work had seemed never ending and both had been more than pleased when they were able to leave for home and parted company at the track to the Ponderosa.<\/p>\n It seemed that they had no sooner started eating when there was a knock on the door and Ben stepped into the house calling out a \u2018Hallooo\u2019 as he did so. He entered the big kitchen pulling off his gloves and smiling, ruffling Reuben\u2019s hair as he passed the boy and tweaking Sofia\u2019s curls. She put up her arms to give him a hug and when he lowered himself down she kissed him on the cheek \u201cHi, Granpa.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHow\u2019s my girl?\u201d Ben replied with his eyes twinkling<\/p>\n \u201cHungry.\u201d came the reply and Ben laughed<\/p>\n It occurred to Adam at that point that Sofia hadn\u2019t greeted him with her usual loving warmth for a few days, there had been no outstretched arms, no kisses for some while. He glanced at Olivia who was smiling up at Ben waiting to hear what news he had brought with him about Joe. Adam stood up \u201cHow’s Joe?”<\/p>\n The urgency in his voice reminded all there that perhaps Ben had arrived with serious and troubling news although his relaxed demeanour and smile somehow denied the possibility. Ben’s smile widened “He’s doing good. Pauls’ very pleased with his progress, thank God, and he’s demanding food which is always a good sign.”<\/p>\n Adam and Olivia exchanged a look significant of their concerns and relief, Adam sat down again while Olivia continued with preparing coffee for Ben.<\/p>\n “Sit down then, Pa, we haven’t started eating yet, would you like to join us?” Olivia asked with a smile that made her eyes twinkle with affection for the older man.<\/p>\n \u201cNo, that\u2019s fine, I\u2019ll eat when I get home, Hester and Hop Sing will have prepared something already. I just came by to tell you that Joe\u2019s out of the worst. He should be up and about in a few days.\u201d he sat down anyway, feeling that he could relax at last as he told them about Joe\u2019s improvement, how he had spent some time talking with Paul over it all, how Joe was so much better now and more like his old self. Sofia frowned \u201cUncle Joe isn\u2019t old, Granpa.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cTrue enough.\u201d he smiled and glanced over at Adam as though to share the thought that his son had a bright little daughter.<\/p>\n \u201cHe isn\u2019t as old as -\u201d Sofia looked thoughtfully at Adam and then sighed \u201cas Pa.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell, your Pa is a few years older, that\u2019s for sure.\u201d Ben grinned and then smiled his thanks at Olivia as she handed him the cup of coffee.<\/p>\n Perhaps, Adam mused, no one had noticed, and no doubt it wasn\u2019t really very important, but this was the first time his little girl had called him Pa, and somehow he didn\u2019t like it, somehow he realised how much being called \u2018Daddy\u2019 had meant to him.<\/p>\n Chapter 70<\/p>\n The voices from downstairs were like a comforting background noise for Joe as he lay in the big bed. He could hear his Mary Ann\u2019s voice and sometimes the little catch of breath that would pause her words, there was Dan\u2019s gurgling giggle or squeal of disapproval which brought a smile to his Papa\u2019s face as he tried to imagine what had caused his little man to be so indignant. Hester\u2019s voice was deeper, moderated and sometimes punctuated with a chuckle while Olivia\u2019s was quiet and softer than the others so that sometimes it was hard for him to hear what she would have said.<\/p>\n It was good, Joe thought, despite the misery of the past months, life was good. He had a roof over his head and a view from his bedroom window that was God given and free and beautiful. He had a wife who loved him, a son who was the centre of his world, and a family who were always there to cushion him when he fell. ..which, he accepted, he did, often.<\/p>\n Who would have thought he could have enjoyed the ladies sewing and quilting group so much. He closed his eyes and let the gentle cadences of their voices float through the floor boards like music.<\/p>\n Downstairs Hannah and Dan were having a tug of war over some of the toys which was beginning to get a trifle heated with Dan about to sink his little teeth into his cousins head and Hannah about to pull a chunk of Dan\u2019s dark curls out of his\u2026 on her cushioned seat Sofia watched and frowned a little, glad when the fracas came to an end by Hester removing Hannah and Mary Ann picking Daniel up and putting him in a chair.<\/p>\n Sofia was old enough now to learn how to quilt and she had been given her needle and eight patch piece to work on. She tried hard, as she did with most things, but it was boring work, and things slipped off her lap, and sometimes she found that she\u2019d sewn things onto her skirt, it was all a source of intense irritation. She cast pleading looks at her mother to be rescued but Olivia, whether she noticed or not, chose to ignore her daughter in the belief that if she kept giving in to the child then she would never learn the discipline.<\/p>\n Within a few moments of hearing Daniel\u2019s grizzles Bridie appeared from the kitchen with a tray bearing cookies and cakes which she put down in order to return for the other tray with the drinks. How Daniel\u2019s little face beamed upon sight of his Bridie and the goodies, his fingers and toes wriggled and he squealed with delight as she passed him one for each hand. Hannah was given the same and so was Sofia who was only too happy to set aside her sewing in order to munch her way through the cookies.<\/p>\n Hester picked up Hope and nursed her while she drank her cup of coffee, and rocked back and forth in the rocking chair that Mary Ann had purchased from the Sears catalogue, it had come all the way from New England and was, Hester declared, just about the best thing for nursing a baby.<\/p>\n When it seemed the quilting was about to recommence Sofia said in her sweetest voice \u201cWhat about Uncle Joe? He\u2019d like a cake or a cookie too, wouldn\u2019t he?\u201d<\/p>\n Mary Ann gave her a beaming smile \u201cOh yes, these are his favourites too\u2026 will you be able to hold the plate steady, Sofia, and take them to him?\u201d<\/p>\n Sofia nodded gravely \u201cI\u2019m grown up now.\u201d she declared.<\/p>\n Olivia looked at her a trifle anxiously as the little girl crossed the room with a plate and a glass of milk, but Sofia walked with her head high and a firm step and once she had passed the half landing without spilling anything she relaxed and settled back into her quilting.<\/p>\n Joe was half asleep when the child appeared at his bedside and carefully placed the glass and plate upon the table, \u201cSofia\u2026?\u201d he muttered in the midst of a gaping yawn.<\/p>\n \u201cI brunged you up some milk and cookies, Uncle Joe.\u201d she smiled at him, she liked her Uncle Joe a lot.<\/p>\n \u201cThank you, Sofia.\u201d Joe rubbed his eyes and struggled into a sitting position while Sofia stood by and watched, hesitantly she reached out a hand and twitched at a pillow and then patted the coverlet smooth.<\/p>\n \u201cAunty Mary Ann said they were your favourites.\u201d<\/p>\n Joe nodded, \u201cShe\u2019s right, they are\u2026. I\u2019m surprised there were any left.\u201d<\/p>\n Sofia smiled \u201cMy daddy says milk is for babies, but -\u201d she watched as he picked up the glass \u201cmommy says milk makes your bones strong. You need strong bones, Uncle Joe.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI guess I do.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cPa says that when Reuben gets another horse I can have Buster, but I don\u2019t like Buster, daddy says I can have any horse I want, I don\u2019t have to have Buster to ride if I don\u2019t want to.\u201d<\/p>\n Joe frowned, slightly confused, but nodded \u201cBuster\u2019s a good pony, he understands children.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDaddy says I\u2019m growed up now, I don\u2019t need to ride a pony. Reuben said I will like Buster, but I don\u2019t.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cPoor Buster, I\u2019m sure he likes you.\u201d Joe said looking at the little girl with rather more interest than usual, \u201cSo, what does Adam think to all this? Does he think you\u2019re all growed up?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh Pa thinks I\u2019m still a little girl, he thinks Buster would be good but he doesn\u2019t know that Buster sometimes nips at me.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe does?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cUh-huh,\u201d Sofia nodded, \u201cDaddy says that\u2019s because Pa hasn\u2019t trained him right, but Reuben says it is because Buster is playful. I think he is just plain mean.\u201d<\/p>\n Joe swallowed his glass of milk and put it down on the table, he nodded, smiled feebly and thanked Sofia very much but thought he\u2019d like some sleep now. As he listened to the little girl make her way downstairs Joe tossed around in his mind just who daddy was and who Pa was and why Buster had suddenly become the meanest critter on the Ponderosa. Tucker Pyle thumped his finger down on the headline \u201cDidn\u2019t I tell ya, didn\u2019t I?\u201d he yelled, \u201cI told you there was something rotten about that Armitage. Him and his nephew were a bad lot altogether.\u201d<\/p>\n A lean figure of a man detached himself from the counter and pulled the newspaper from under Tucker\u2019s arm, he scanned the report and then tossed it back \u201cRubbish. The whole things rubbish. Chivington was a hero, did what the Government was too afraid to do, and Armitage acted on the information he was given, if that accounts right then the person to blame for anything is Joe Cartwright. No decent white man would give an Indian a good quality horse.\u201d<\/p>\n Murmurs of assent followed that with some rumbling mutters in the background. He looked around the customers in the Bucket of Blood who were engrossed in reading the newspaper or just trying to get on with their own business \u201cYou\u2019r e a lot of green fools if you think anything different. This article just shows that the Cartwrights are a bunch of Indian lovers, always have been.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYeah, true enough\u2026 they\u2019ve always been friendly with the Pauites.\u201d another voice said loudly enough to be heard.<\/p>\n \u201cAnd what about that time when the Wilsons store was burned down and the brothers killed by the Bannocks, huh? Tried to cover up on that too\u2026\u201d someone else volunteered.<\/p>\n A ripple of silence crept from the doorway and the mutterers and murmurers paused to look over as Clem Foster entered the saloon, his rifle cradled in his arm, behind him Dodds came. Clem scowled at them all \u201cYou\u2019re a fine bunch speaking this way about the Cartwrights. You\u2019re so desperate to tarnish their names that you have to even bring up about the Wilsons, even when you know exactly how that happened and when\u2026 you should all just be very careful what you say in future.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWe\u2019re a free country, sheriff, and we\u2019ve the right to express our opinions.\u201d the man who had instigated the trouble said, pulling the newspaper from the counter and flourishing it at the officer \u201cThis is trash. It\u2019s a cover up.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cPerhaps you haven\u2019t read through it all\u2026 about Armitage and how he murdered one of our leading citizens before his own death \u2026\u201d Dodds growled and glared at them from under his dark brows<\/p>\n Tucker stood up and clapped his hat upon his head \u201cThat\u2019s right, you tell \u2018em. Those Armitages \u2026 shot me too, he did, as well as Joe Cartwright.\u201d<\/p>\n Several voices rose now in defence of Tucker and declared they had figured Armitage for a wrong \u2018un from the moment he was appointed \u201cShould never have let Roy Coffee go.\u201d someone said from the back.<\/p>\n \u201cHuh, Coffee\u2019s hand in glove with the Cartwrights, everyone knows that \u2026\u201d the ringleader laughed but his laughter stopped when Clem stepped forward and told him that one more word from his filthy mouth and he\u2019d be taking as walk to the cells.<\/p>\n From his corner in the saloon Dan deQuille drew on his cigar and took notes. It seemed his retraction and the clarification of the incidents involving Armitage had received a very mixed and rather volatile reaction. By the time the days work was done both Hoss and Adam were more than glad to be parting company and going to their respective homes. The weather was closing in as winter settled into taking its place from autumn. The air was both cold and damp causing their warm breath to waft plume like from their mouths when they spoke. They parted company at the turn in the trail where Hoss would lope gently into the yard of the Ponderosa and Adam would continue until his own turn off into the track leading home.<\/p>\n The lights from the windows glowed a welcome orange and he was more than grateful to see them as he settled Sport into his stall and saw to his unsaddling and grooming for the evening. Fresh water and feed was provided for him plus the hay bag hanging within his reach.<\/p>\n As he made his way to the house Adam flexed his shoulders and thought over the various things that had taken place during the weeks he had been home. As he pushed the door open he felt weighed down totally by the realisation that he could have lost a dear brother and a good friend had Joe or Candy died all because of some unknown statesman sitting in comfort in a palace somewhere in a country many miles away. It struck him as cruel and unfair but even so, that thought did not lift his mood.<\/p>\n Olivia was there to greet him, helping him shrug out of his coat and smiling into his eyes \u201cIt\u2019s been a long day?\u201d she said quietly.<\/p>\n \u201cYes.\u201d he nodded and tossed his hat onto the peg, pulled off his gloves and followed her into the main room where the fire burned and lamps provided their own ambience to the atmosphere. \u201cHow are you, Livvy?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m alright.\u201d she replied as though surprised that he had asked, then realised that he was looking particularly sombre \u201cIs anything wrong? Has something happened?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n He was looking over at the children when he answered her, distracted it seemed with thoughts of his own. She slid her hand into his, threaded her fingers through his own and felt his cold flesh \u201cI\u2019ll have supper on the table in a few moments.\u201d she stood on tiptoe to kiss him, and was happy to receive a gentle one in return. The look of intense affection he gave her was both reassuring and comforting and for a moment he seemed loath to release her hand from his grasp.<\/p>\n Reuben stood up as soon as he saw his father, \u201cPa, you\u2019ve been to Alaska, haven\u2019t you?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI have \u2026\u201d he approached the boy and sat down in the comfortable arm chair close to the fire, stretched out his legs and looked over at Sofia who was drawing a rather colourful picture with some wax crayons.<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019s cold there, isn\u2019t it?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt was when I was there.\u201d he sighed and memories of the Ainola shimmering amid the snow showers with O\u2019Brien standing by his side with the snow mounting upon his shoulders sprung to mind and he felt a shiver down his back, \u201cwhy do you ask?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMiss Brandon wants us to write about it.\u201d Reuben sighed, \u201cBut there isn\u2019t really much to write about, is there?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI guess not, there\u2019s still a lot for us to discover and find out.\u201d he replied and watched Sofia who only now looked up, regarded him steadily before smiling at him. \u201cWhat are you drawing, sweetheart?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cA picture.\u201d she replied pressing hard upon the paper as she spoke. \u201cit\u2019s my friend.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cReally? What\u2019s his name?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh, it\u2019s just my friend.\u201d she said ingenuously and put the crayon down. \u201cI call him Daddy.\u201d<\/p>\n Chapter 71<\/p>\n Olivia looked at the drawing thoughtfully and then with a deep sigh put it back down on the table \u201cDo you want me to talk to her about it?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAbout what ?,\u201d Adam muttered as he looked from the drawing to his wife and then at the drawing again, \u201cWhat exactly is it that\u2019s going on? Do you know?\u201d<\/p>\n She frowned slightly up at him as though to indicate that his tone of voice was one she didn\u2019t like but Adam had that obstinate look on his face that meant he expected an answer and wasn\u2019t going to be sidetracked by her, so she nodded \u201cI think I do.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThen what is it?\u201d<\/p>\n She sighed and stretched out a hand towards him for she was seated in one of the big chairs while he had remained standing, leaning slightly against the arm of the big settee. \u201cI\u2019m not exactly sure, but I think it has to do with Robert.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cRobert?\u201d Adam frowned, looked at her as though not really understanding what the name implied and then nodded as realisation dawned \u201cYour husband Robert?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSofia\u2019s father.\u201d she said simply, then noticing the colour rising above collar level she cleared her throat and decided to look at a bowl of apples \u201cShe\u2019s growing up, and she\u2019s been asking questions. I suppose she just wants to put things in order but doesn\u2019t have the maturity yet to do it without -\u201d she looked quickly at him and then away \u201cwithout hurting anyone\u2019s feelings.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIsn\u2019t she happy here? Does she want to go back to live in \u2018Frisco?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo. She loves it here. I think her memories of the house in the city are fading, and she\u2019s trying to understand why she left, where you fit in – oh Adam – don\u2019t raise your eyebrows like that, you have to accept the fact that you weren\u2019t part of her life until she was nearly four.\u201d<\/p>\n He sighed and rubbed the back of his neck before coming to sit beside her \u201cDoes she ever ask about the baby?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo. But I\u2019m not surprised about that, it\u2019s quite natural after all.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHow so?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell, time means different things to children. They get impatient if something doesn\u2019t happen within the time limits they\u2019ve got in their mind. It\u2019s been some months since we told them this little one was coming along, and I guess she\u2018s just got bored with waiting.\u201d she stroked down the skirts of her dress that covered the \u2018bump\u2019 and sighed, \u201cIt\u2019s all getting confusing for her, and she wants to understand, that\u2019s all.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAnd drawing pictures of her \u2018real\u2019 father is one way of doing that, huh?\u201d he leaned over towards her and caught at a loose curl of hair which he toyed with for a while as he thought over what she had said \u201cSo she creates him as her friend, the invisible friend who tells her what she can do, can\u2019t do, and generally dictates her life for her.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019s a way of coping -\u201d It was a lame thing to say, and she shrugged slightly and looked at him with her eyes greener than usual, \u201cI\u2019m sorry, darling, it doesn\u2019t mean that she doesn\u2019t love you, only that she – she needs to get her feelings in the right order.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHuh-mm\u201d Adam didn\u2019t like the sound of that and gave a slight shrug of the shoulders, \u201cReuben tells me that Sofia\u2019s new friend has told her that she doesn\u2019t have to \u2018make do\u2019 with Buster. The poor chap isn\u2019t good enough for her and she doesn\u2019t want him. What else will her \u2018real daddy\u2019 tell her that will continue to bring that piquant of chaos into our lives I wonder?\u201d<\/p>\n Olivia sighed and took hold of his hand and squeezed it gently, offered up a smile. The sarcasm in his last comment hadn\u2019t been lost on her \u201cAre you jealous?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cJealous? Why should I be jealous?\u201d he quirked an eyebrow and sat back from her as though surprised that she would think such a thing let alone ask it.<\/p>\n \u201cI just wondered, after all, just at the moment her invisible friend seems to carry more weight with her than you do.\u201d<\/p>\n He stood up and let her hand slip away, then he shrugged \u201cI just wasn\u2019t expecting it.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBeing displaced?\u201d<\/p>\n He turned to look at her, disliking the teasing note in her voice because deep down that was just how he was feeling and the fact that she had noticed and dismissed it so lightly actually did dent his ego. He scowled and walked over to the bureau where he poured himself a small glass of whiskey, he didn\u2019t offer her a drink as she had stopped drinking alcohol some weeks previously. For a moment or two he stood quite still holding the glass in one hand while he fussed around the tantalis, then he looked back at her \u201cI\u2019ll just finish off that work I started earlier in my study.\u201d<\/p>\n She looked surprised as he started to walk away from her to the office, it was only when she called his name that he paused to look back at her again \u201cYes?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAdam, she\u2019s a child, it\u2019s just something she will grow out of .\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI know that -\u201d he replied and without another word walked away from her. She watched him go with a sinking feeling inside of her. This was not an argument which could have cleared the air, nor a disagreement over which they could laugh later, this was Adam in one of his dark moods, cutting her out of the picture, unwilling to share his feelings or let her explain. She had heard his brothers talk about their granite headed brother and not really understood what they could have meant but now she knew, and she didn\u2019t really know how to handle it.<\/p>\n For a moment she stood facing the door of the office before she turned and very slowly returned to her seat in the big armchair. Phil Hunt nursed his glass of whiskey against his chest and glowered at the men seated at the table. He watched as they turned over their cards and set them down, muttering among themselves and waiting for the moment when one of them would claim the pot. He thought of the fiasco in the Bucket of Blood earlier and shook his head, he had reached that stage of time where he needed to leave the place, to move on. He looked around the room and saw Tucker Pyle, Spencer and several others at the opposite table, he shook his head and muttered several expletives before someone jabbed him in the arm \u201cC\u2019mon, we\u2019re waiting for you to put your card down.\u201d<\/p>\n He pushed his arm away and looked at his hand, there was nothing there worth keeping, but he flung down a ten of clubs before lurching to his feet and making his way to where Tucker and his companions were seated.<\/p>\n It just takes a small action on the part of one person to change the whole atmosphere of a room, and from being a lively merry gathering there was now tension and a frisson of wariness as Hunt slapped his hand down upon Tuckers shoulder. \u201cYou lily livered yella coward \u2026 didn\u2019t take you five minutes to cut and run, did it?\u201d<\/p>\n Tucker had yelped slightly when Hunt\u2019s hand came down so heavily upon his shoulder, the wound he had sustained from Armitage was not overly serious but it was painful. He turned away, cringed back as far out of Hunt\u2019s reach as he could and his round eyes glared upwards at the lean figure who seemed to be towering over him \u201cA man has to do what his conscience tells him.\u201d he said, \u201cAin\u2019t that right, fella\u2019s?\u201d<\/p>\n Surprisingly few replied, one or two men suddenly found reasons to get up and leave the table. In the corner of the room Dan deQuille took out his pencil and notepad. Hunt shook his head \u201cYou\u2019re a weasel, Tucker, a reg\u2019lar weasel. You trying to look so good now, but deep down it weren\u2019t for no reason except that you were skeered yella.\u201d<\/p>\n Spencer got up, and squared his shoulders, \u201cLeave him be, he\u2019s an old man and he\u2019s injured so just leave him be.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAh, and who are you? His guardian angel? \u201c Hunt laughed \u201cLook, I know you, Spencer, don\u2019t think I\u2019m fooled because you like to hide behind this fat slob so\u2019s you don\u2019t get noticed as a bigger coward than he is .\u201d<\/p>\n Spencer shook his head and looked over at the barkeep who just gave a slight nod of the head to confirm that the sheriff had been sent for, upon that assurance he put a hand on Tuckers arm \u201cC\u2019mon, Tucker, time to go\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n At another table, sitting alone, was a young man who had sat in the corner all evening, one glass of beer in front of him, and his hands clamped to each side of his head as though in an effort to keep it steady on his shoulders. A newspaper was spread out in front of him and it was this that now captured Hunt\u2019s attention for he grabbed at it and pulled it from the table and waved it aloft \u201cSee this barrel load of lies? What\u2019s it say – anyone going to read it for me – oh yes, the great Adam Cartwright telling us what we don\u2019t know already, except that it ain\u2019t true.\u201d<\/p>\n The young man raised his eyes and stared at Hunt for some time, he could see the man\u2019s mouth flapping open and shut, but for some reason he couldn\u2019t hear a single word of what was being said. He shook his head but doing that brought visions to his eyes that he couldn\u2019t bear to see, visions that haunted him by day and were constantly before him at night. He stared down at his hands and the thought came to him \u2026 \u2018are these my hands?\u2019<\/p>\n He could never forgive himself, he could never forget, never in all his life could he forget. Perhaps he told himself he had no right to forget, after all, what he had done, what he had done \u2026. He gave a sob and buried his face in his hands again.<\/p>\n Hunt turned to him and his lips twisted into a sneer \u201cYou came with us that day\u2026you saw it\u2026you know what we did? We spared this town from being slaughtered that\u2019s what we did. Why don\u2019t you get up on your feet, boy, and tell \u2019em, tell \u2019em what we did?\u201d<\/p>\n The younger man shook his head, it seemed all the demons were there now, jumping up and down just like they were described in that book he read once about Dante\u2019s Inferno. He mouthed words but nothing came out and Hunt slapped him hard in the chest with the back of his hand, \u201cWhat\u2019s the matter – you got something to say, then say it. Come on, we want to hear – you tell \u2019em how good it was that day with Armitage.\u201d<\/p>\n Good? The man\u2019s eyes widened as though they were on stalks. How could anyone say it was good? He shook his head and shrieked \u201cStop it. Stop it.\u201d<\/p>\n The words rang across the room and brought instant silence. The piano player tossed his cigarette into a spittoon and turned his attention on this rival for an audience, several of the saloon girls sashayed away from the area where Hunt was standing. Mark Whitten was the name of the young man and he stood in front of them looking like a man who had risen from his grave but was still dead. He shook his head \u201cGood? You call it good?\u201d he yelled at Hunt and then turned to stare at all those standing there who were now watching him. Then he returned his gaze to Hunt, and his wide staring eyes seemed to roll in their sockets \u201cYou mean to tell me that you can sleep at night without thinking of what we did that day? You mean you don\u2019t see \u2019em running for cover, those children screaming\u2026 children \u2026 I got me two children at home and another on the way and all I can see when I look at them are those -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSavages -\u201d Hunt spat the word \u201cThat\u2019s what they were, and Armitage was right, you have to get \u2019em when they\u2019re young, before they get to an age where they can breed more. You were there, you saw -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI saw them being murdered, murdered.\u201d Mark passed a hand across his eyes as though he wanted to draw back some kind of curtain, he made the gesture several times, obviously the curtain remained. \u201cI can\u2019t go to my wife, I can\u2019t hold her with my hands like this -\u201d he held out his hands for all to see, several craned forward to get a closer view to see exactly what was wrong with them, \u201cBlood – everywhere – blood – and I can\u2019t wash it off, they don\u2019t get clean.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou\u2019re mad.\u201d Hunt said with disgust and crumpled the newspaper up in order to throw it into Mark\u2019s face but the other man reached out and snatched it from him<\/p>\n \u201cNo, I\u2019m not mad. I wish I could use that as some excuse for what I did. You\u2019re the man that\u2019s mad. If you can believe what we did was right and good, if you can read this article and call it lies ..then you\u2019re the one who\u2019s mad, and it\u2019s because you don\u2019t want to accept the facts, you can\u2019t be honest with yourself and admit that you did something monstrous.\u201d<\/p>\n Hunt narrowed his eyes, brought his fist up but lowered it again \u201cYou\u2019re drunk.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI can\u2019t drink, they\u2019re more alive when I\u2019ve had a drink, they keep yelling at me, screaming, screaming \u2026\u201d he put his hands to his ears \u201cI can\u2019t get them to keep quiet. I can\u2019t stop them.\u201d<\/p>\n He lunged forward, throwing himself towards Hunt who withdrew his knife in order to defend himself. As Mark impacted upon him Hunt stepped back, took the man\u2019s weight and staggered backwards into the counter as a result. It was then that the body, almost in slow motion, slid down upon the saw dust strewn floor with the handle of the knife protruding from its abdomen. Hunt stared down at the blood on his hands and then at the amount that was spilling out upon the floor.<\/p>\n It was at that point that Clem Foster and Dodds entered the saloon.<\/p>\n The small group of men who had clustered around Hunt and others drew back to let the sheriff through, so that Clem had a clear view of the man on the floor, he looked up and nodded \u201cAlright, what happened here?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI – I didn\u2019t kill him,\u201d Hunt yelled, and looked around him at the men standing around him \u201cTell him, tell him I didn\u2019t kill him.\u201d<\/p>\n Clem looked at the man\u2019s blood stained hand and then at the knife in Mark\u2019s body, \u201cYour knife I presume?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYeah, but I didn\u2019t kill him.\u201d Hunt protested with wild gestures and grabbing hold of one mans shirt \u201cTell him, tell him I didn\u2019t kill him.\u201d<\/p>\n It was at that point that Mark\u2019s hand rose and his fingers fastened onto Clem\u2019s sleeve \u201cOh God, Oh God -\u201d he sobbed, \u201cDon\u2019t let me die with them on my conscience.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat\u2019s he talking about?\u201d Dodds asked deQuille who was tucking his notepad into a pocket.<\/p>\n Dan muttered something but Dodds wasn\u2019t listening as he yelled to someone to get the doctor before someone died and Clem was trying to calm Mark who was ranting on about the children he had killed, the evil he had committed \u201cThey don\u2019t go away, they don\u2019t \u2026 I close my eyes and they\u2019re still there \u2026 Armitage should have left them alone, I should never have gone with them, never \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAlright now, calm down, we\u2019ve sent for a doctor.\u201d Clem was saying \u201cJust hold on there, Mark, hold on.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat do I tell Gladys? What do I say?\u201d Mark whispered \u201cWhat do I tell her?\u201d<\/p>\n DeQuille had managed to get Dodds to himself now and told him what he had seen and heard, whether or not it exonerated Hunt the man had no way of telling, even though he watched the two men with agonised eyes and fearing the feel of the noose around his neck with every moment.<\/p>\n Clem finally got to his feet and looked at Hunt, \u201cI told you before to quit making trouble, Hunt. Now it seems you\u2019ve got yourself deep in it, if this man dies you\u2019ll be up on a murder charge.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI – I – but -\u201d Hunt spluttered and shook his head then stepped aside to let Paul Martin pass by in order to reach his patient. Clem jerked his head towards the door while his hand clamped down on Hunts arm, \u201cI didn\u2019t do it -\u201d<\/p>\n His protests fell on deaf ears, everyone\u2019s attention was now directed to the man writhing in pain on the floor over whom Paul was now attending.<\/p>\n Chapter 72<\/p>\n Adam turned the flame of the oil lamp a little higher so that the brighter light would illuminate the room as he read through the letter that had received only half his attention earlier that day. After a few moments he put it down and was about to reach for his pen when movement by the door caught his attention. He smiled as Olivia came into the room \u201cI won\u2019t be much longer -\u201d he said as he turned his eyes back to the letter<\/p>\n \u201cAdam, this matter with Sofia \u2026\u201d she paused, then raised a hand to her brow and rubbed it slowly as though the matter had already created a headache, \u201cI think we should try and think of some way to deal with it before it gets too involved.\u201d<\/p>\n He leaned back against the chair and frowned, then reached out a hand which she took in hers, \u201cCome and sit down, sweetheart, you look tired. Would you prefer to talk about it in the morning?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, I\u2019d rather we discussed it now.\u201d she replied as she sat in the chair opposite him. \u201cYou seemed to think it was important enough just now when you raised the subject.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam nodded and looked at her before glancing away, \u201cI think it is important -\u201d he agreed, \u201cI didn\u2019t like you mentioning the fact that it was because I felt I\u2019d been displaced.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThen how do you feel about it?\u201d<\/p>\n He released her hand and picked up the pen which he rolled round and round between his fingers. For a moment there existed only silence between them until he nodded again \u201cI\u2019m worried about it, concerned for want of another word.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBut like I said, Adam, she\u2019s only a child and -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI understand what you said earlier, Livvy.\u201d he frowned now and put the pen down onto the desk, \u201cI can understand why she feels the need for an invisible friend but at the same time it worries me that it has to be Robert.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell, if she has to have an invisible friend isn\u2019t it a good thing that it happens to be someone she feels a bond with? Her own father?\u201d<\/p>\n Adam sighed and once again picked up the pen, he now shook his head \u201cI don\u2019t think so.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBecause it\u2019s Robert?\u201d her voice was slightly colder than usual, and she had raised her chin as though defending her daughter\u2019s choice of \u2019friend\u2019.<\/p>\n Adam bit down on some sarcastic comment that immediately came to mind, instead he flung the pen down and stood up, paced the floor once or twice before dropping back into his chair. He leaned forward towards her and took hold of her hands, then looked into her eyes \u201cMy dear, when I was a child and first noticed that other children had mothers I tried to introduce into my world a mother of my own. Perhaps I lacked the imagination, or just couldn\u2019t handle it right but it didn\u2019t work out, after one particular tanning from my Pa I gave up on the idea of having an imaginary mother and settled for what I had \u2026\u201d he sighed and looked down at the floor before raising her eyes to look at her once again \u201cWhen Marie died Little Joe was about five years old, Sofia\u2019s age. Now he had known what it was like to have both a mother and a father but suddenly he found himself without his mother and as a result introduced us to his invisible friend \u2019Harry.\u2019\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHarry?\u201d she echoed, and smiled, \u201cI can just imagine Joe having a friend called Harry.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou have to remember this was a little boy who was in shock from the loss of a mother he loved. He was also a wilful child who liked to have his own way. He also had a vivid imagination.\u201d Adam frowned as though memories of Harry and Joe combined were not particularly pleasant ones<\/p>\n \u201cYou\u2019re saying that Sofia is wilful and has a vivid imagination?\u201d she now said with icicles dripping from each word.<\/p>\n He sighed and released her hands, ran one through his hair while the other one rubbed the back of his neck \u201cWell, Harry got Joe into all kinds of trouble, he also put forward lots of good reasons why Joe couldn\u2019t do his chores, couldn\u2019t go to school, couldn\u2019t eat particular foods or drinks, and didn\u2019t have to go to bed at the time stipulated. In fact when Joe wanted out of anything it was because Harry said so, and if Joe particularly wanted something it was because Harry insisted Joe had a right to it.\u201d<\/p>\n Olivia bowed her head and stared at the floor some feet away, she sighed, \u201cSo how did you deal with Harry?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cPa dealt with him with a heavy hand \u2026\u201d Adam said quietly and resumed his seat, \u201cBut that won\u2019t work with Sofia.\u201d<\/p>\n Olivia\u2019s head had jerked up at the mention of Ben\u2019s method of disposing of Harry, her lips compressed into a tight little button of protest \u201cNo, it certainly won\u2019t.\u201d she snapped and straightened her shoulders.<\/p>\n \u201cWe have to make sure we\u2019re in agreement with this, Olivia. If Sofia thinks she can play us off of one another -.\u201d he frowned and pinched the bridge of his nose, he shook his head \u201cI\u2019m not getting rid of Buster to please her for a start.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOf course not, I wouldn\u2019t expect you to.\u201d she stood up and came to his side, then folded her arms around him \u201cI\u2019m sorry if I hurt your feelings earlier, Adam. I should have realised you were upset by what she is doing.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam frowned slightly as he put his arm around her waist and kissed the top of her head \u201cI feel worried that she has adopted Robert as her invisible friend. It\u2019s as though she\u2019s forgotten she has a mother and a father here to love and care for her.\u201d<\/p>\n She hugged him closer, thinking of the little boy who had never had a mother of his very own, and the little boy who had lost the mother he\u2019d adored. She thought of her own mother and all that she had suffered in her life time, \u201cOh Adam, sometimes life can be so cruel.\u201d<\/p>\n It was a whisper but he heard it, there was nothing he could say in reply, after all, he\u2019d accepted that fact many years ago and all the joy and happiness he\u2019d ever experienced in life didn\u2019t dispel the fact or make it any less true. Reuben picked up the apple and looked at it carefully to make sure there were no worms in it before he handed it to Buster, he looked at his sister who was sitting on a hay bale watching him \u201cWhy don\u2019t you give him one as well.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDon\u2019t want to.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBut if you\u2019re going to have him to ride one day, you should get to know him better. He\u2019s a good horse.\u201d he stroked the animals sleek neck before picking up the brush in order to groom him \u201cWhy not get t he other brush and do the other side with me?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI don\u2019t want to.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhy not? \u201c the boys hazel eyes darkened and he scowled over at her \u201cYou should, it\u2019ll help you get to be his friend.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDon\u2019t want to be his friend. Don\u2019t\u2019 want to ride Buster.\u201d she kicked her heels against the bale and sniffed in the air, \u201cDaddy says I can have a new pony.\u201d<\/p>\n Reuben laughed at that \u201cNo, he didn\u2019t. He said Buster would be good for you, he knows you and he\u2019s a gentle horse.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI said Daddy said I don\u2019t have to have Buster if I don\u2019t want to.\u201d Sofia pouted and her blue eyes sparked while colour mounted in her cheeks and she jumped off the bale and picked up her basket where the eggs she had collected that morning jostled .<\/p>\n \u201cDaddy said – daddy said -\u201d Reuben chanted \u201cWell, I betcha he didn\u2019t say no such thing. Pa wouldn\u2019t get you a new horse anyway.\u201d<\/p>\n Sofia sniffed \u201cI said it was daddy not Pa\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n Reuben frowned and stopped brushing the pony, he turned to face Sofia and shook his head \u201cWhat are you talking about?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI told you already.\u201d she said with a heavy and rather theatrical sigh \u201cDaddy is daddy, and Pa is Pa.\u201d<\/p>\n Reuben shook his head again \u201cYou\u2019re stupid, Pa\u2019s who he is, he\u2019s Pa, you used to call him daddy not so long ago.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell, he ain\u2019t daddy now. My daddy is my friend, and Pa is – Pa is Pa.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYeah, that\u2019s what I said. \u201c Reuben started to brush down the comb across Busters neck and then looked again at his sister \u201cAre you talking rubbish again, Sof-ee?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo.\u201d she shook her head and shrugged, \u201cYou just don\u2019t understand. You forgot daddy anyway.\u201d<\/p>\n A slight inkling of who she meant began to creep into Reuben\u2019s mind and he put the brush down and walked to his sister whom he now regarded very seriously \u201cI remember my daddy. You never even saw him, not ever.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI know.\u201d she shrugged \u201cBut I know him now.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo you don\u2019t.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI do too.\u201d she stuck her tongue out for good measure and began to run off, but not before Reuben grabbed at her arm and stopped her \u201cLeggo.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo. You tell me what you mean?\u201d<\/p>\n She looked at him thoughtfully but then shook her head, \u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cwell, you can\u2019t have a daddy and a Pa, not at the same time.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI do, so there.\u201d and this time she made her escape and ran from the stable only to run straight into Adam who stooped down to stop her from falling and steadied her up. Two eggs had escaped from the basket and smashed on the ground \u201cMore haste, less speed, young lady.\u201d Adam quipped and smiled down at her, \u201cWhats the hurry?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cReuben was teasing me, he\u2019s horrible.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam grimaced, a down turn of the mouth and he looked at Reuben who was skulking at the door \u201cBest say sorry to your sister\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n Reuben scowled but muttered sorry without any grace and turned back into the stable to attend to Buster. Adam let the little girl run into the house and strolled into the stable where he began to tend to Sport\u2019s stall, he glanced over at Reuben \u201cWhat was that all about? You two don\u2019t usually quarrel.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cShe\u2019s annoying that\u2019s all.\u201d Reuben muttered and worked at Busters coat more vigorously than ever.<\/p>\n \u201cI can imagine.\u201d Adam smiled and plied the rake with some dexterity as he cleared out the stall.<\/p>\n Reuben glanced over at him for a moment and then shook his head. How could he mention to this man that Sofia was playing him off against their own father? He tried to remember Robert\u2019s face and he realised that he had seldom thought of him for some time now, he couldn\u2019t remember the sound of his voice, when he tried he could only ever hear Adam\u2019s deep drawl. He sighed and shook his head \u201cGirls are funny, aren\u2019t they?\u201d<\/p>\n Adam smiled and raised an eyebrow \u201cWell, I guess so.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI bet you\u2019re glad you didn\u2019t have any sisters, Pa?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI don\u2019t know.\u201d Adam paused in his raking out and puckered his lips, then shrugged \u201cYou don\u2019t miss what you never had.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDo you – do you think of your Ma very often?\u201d Reuben asked tentatively.<\/p>\n Adam drew in his breath and slowly exhaled, an inkling of what had gone on was now trickling into his mind. He looked at the boy and recognised the anxious face as one he hadn\u2019t seen in a long while, \u201cwhy not tell me exactly what this is about, son?\u201d<\/p>\n He perched himself on the hay bale that Sofia had recently been sitting on and looked a the boy who put the brush down and approached him. Reuben looked into the dark eyes and the lips that smiled at him, he cleared his throat \u201cI can\u2019t remember much about my own daddy.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThat\u2019s not a crime. It\u2019s nothing to worry about either, you were very young when he died. I can\u2019t remember that clearly what Inger looks like now, except when I look at the picture Pa has of her.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBut Inger wasn\u2019t your real Ma was she?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, she was Hoss\u2019 real Ma, but he didn\u2019t know her either. Fact is, I knew her more than he did.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDid he ever pretend that he – I mean – she was real?\u201d<\/p>\n Adam pouted and shook his head slowly, \u201cNo, he didn\u2019t. But then he didn\u2019t have to, my Pa married Marie, so Hoss was happy enough to accept her as his mom.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cPa, is it wrong to pretend that our real daddy is alive?\u201d his voice had a pleading to it, a thinness that indicated his anxiety and Adam placed a gentle hand on his shoulder and looked at the earnest face before he sighed and his brow crinkled slightly \u201cIs this about Sofia and her new friend?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI guess.\u201d Reuben admitted quietly.<\/p>\n \u201cWell, sometimes I suppose it happens that a need comes up where thinking about someone we loved – or would have loved – can bring some comfort. But -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBut?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt can become a problem if that person becomes so real that it interferes with real life. If our own decisions are dictated to – or – er – if what we want is what we tell ourselves is backed up by this other person in our lives, then we stop living our real life.\u201d he frowned wondering if he had confused the boy \u201cDoes that make sense to you?\u201d<\/p>\n Reuben nodded \u201cSure, I think so. It\u2019s not good, is it?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019s not a bad thing to think of the person we\u2019ve loved, and lost, Reuben. I\u2019d like to think that you care about your own father and can talk openly about him to your Ma and myself?\u201d<\/p>\n Reuben nodded \u201cBut Sofia – she\u2019s kind of making him real to her, as though he\u2019s telling her what to do all the time.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam gave a slight quirk of a smile \u201cYou\u2019ll find that this friend of Sofia\u2019s will only want what Sofia wants, and will dislike the things that Sofia dislikes. She\u2019s kind of using him as a back up of sorts.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cA back up?\u201d he frowned and thought about it, and then nodded, smiled \u201cI know what you mean, Pa. Like she wants a new pony, so of course her daddy wants one for her too.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam shrugged \u201cWell, she isn\u2019t going to get one. Buster\u2019s got a lot of life in him yet, and he\u2019s a good reliable mount. Your\u2019e happy enough with him for a while longer, aren\u2019t you?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSure am.\u201d Reuben smiled and returned to the pony\u2019s side \u201cand he isn\u2019t as fat now as he was, is he?\u201d<\/p>\n Adam ran his hand over the pony\u2019s nose and nodded \u201cHe\u2019s trimmed down real good. You\u2019ve done a good job caring for him, son.\u201d<\/p>\n Reuben basked in the glow of Adams praise, he smiled, that\u2019s something Sofias new friend won\u2019t ever give her, he thought, not in a million years.<\/p>\n Chapter 73<\/p>\n Mark Whitten lay on the bed with his eyes staring up at the ceiling and his lips moving constantly. By his side his wife sat sobbing into a handkerchief while every so often she would reach out to take hold of his hand which he would pull away immediately with a shuddering cry of such anguish that it sent her into fresh paroxysms of tears.<\/p>\n Timothy Schofield shook his head and after staring at the couple for some time approached her, put his hand on her shoulder and suggested that she went into the waiting room. \u201cThere\u2019s nothing you can do for him sitting there, Madam.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBut he knows I\u2019m here, doesn\u2019t he? He knows; what comfort is there for him if I leave now?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI assure you, Mrs Whitten, your husband is no longer aware of your presence. It would be better, in your condition, if you went to comfort your other children in the waiting room.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou\u2019re telling me he\u2019s going to die, aren\u2019t you?\u201d her whisper was choked by sobs and she cast a look at her husbands face before shaking her head \u201cWhat\u2019s he staring at, why doesn\u2019t he stop that noise, what\u2019s he saying?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhy not just go into the waiting room, Madam.\u201d<\/p>\n Schofields patience was running out, his voice was sharp and acerbic. With a last look at her husband Gladys Whitten moved her body away and went to the waiting room where her two children sat with terror in their eyes, upon sight of their mother they promptly gave way to tears of relief and howls of anguish. Schofield rolled his eyes and equally as promptly disappeared back to the room with the dying man.<\/p>\n Roy Coffee pushed the surgery door open and surveyed the woman with her squalling children with sympathy. He had spent the good part of an hour with Clem going over various statements of what had happened in the saloon while Hunt was yelling from his cell that he \u2018hadn\u2019t done nothing\u2019\u2019<\/p>\n Walking up to her and removing his hat Roy looked like any venerable uncle would, and the children calmed enough to step away from their mother a little in order for him to take a seat by Gladys. He placed a sympathetic hand upon her arm \u201cNow then, Gladys, this is a sad how do you do.\u201d<\/p>\n She nodded, blew her nose and blinked back tears, \u201cI never thought I had so many tears left. These past few days have been so miserable, Mr Coffee. \u201c<\/p>\n \u201cWould you like to talk about it?\u201d<\/p>\n She looked at the children who now leaned against her skirts and looked up into her once pretty face now ravaged by worry and tears \u201cIt all started when he came in saying about going on a little jaunt with that sheriff Armitage.\u201d her voice hardened as she mentioned the mans name \u201cSome kind of sheriff he turned out to be\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNow then, just keep to what happened.\u201d Roy soothed.<\/p>\n \u201cHe went out laughing, saying it was going to be a bit of fun, but I told him to be careful, I didn\u2019t feel comfortable about what I had been hearing in town and he just kissed me goodbye and said not to fret.\u201d she cleared her throat and stared at the door behind which her husband was struggling for life. \u201cHe came home shaking and white faced, his hands never stopped trembling, he kept looking at the children and then crying out for me to take them out of his sight, he was as though he couldn\u2019t bear the sight of them anymore. I couldn\u2019t comfort him, he wouldn\u2019t let me near, just said he had done unimaginable terrible things, seen others do even worse \u2026 to children \u2026 that Armitage and Hunt, they were the worse, they were laughing as though they had gone mad, so my Mark said.\u201d<\/p>\n Her voice ended in a harrowing shudder of a sigh and she looked at Roy plaintively \u201cWhat\u2019s going to happen to him?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cTo Mark?\u201d Roy frowned and looked at the other door and shook his head but she said no, not to Mark \u201cI meant \u2026what\u2019s going to happen to Hunt? He killed those children, and those women, and then he tries to kill Mark.\u201d<\/p>\n Roy nodded and sighed, he chewed around his moustache for a moment before telling her that the statements indicated that Hunt thought he was about to be attacked and had taken a knife out to defend himself. He didn\u2019t actually use the knife in a manner to kill Mark, but that the younger man had thrown himself bodily upon him, and upon the weapon. \u201cHas he said anything to you about what happened, Gladys?\u201d<\/p>\n She shook her head \u201cAll he says is that he can\u2019t forgive himself for what he\u2019d done, over and over again he says the same thing \u2026.\u201d and she gave vent to further tears which caused her infants to start wailing once more.<\/p>\n Silence came suddenly when Schofield made an entrance to the room, followed by Paul. They looked at Roy and he could tell from the slight movement of Pauls\u2019 head that Mark Whittons terrors were now at an end. He stood up, gently patted Gladys on the shoulder and stepped to one side for the doctors to take the new widow to her husband. He watched as the sorry group entered the other room with the two children clutching at their mothers skirts and as the door closed he shook his head before slowly picking up his hat and leaving the building.<\/p>\n Clem listened to what he was told and then poured both himself and Roy some coffee, \u201cWhat do I do, Roy? A mans dead and Hunts in there shouting the odds \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThere\u2019ll have to be an inquest, Clem. You need to get that organised. I\u2019d like to see Hunt hang for the deaths of those women and children, but fact is that ain\u2019t likely to happen seeing how they be Indians.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAin\u2019t right though,\u201d Dodds said as he came to claim a mug of coffee for himself, \u201cThey were women and children after all, don\u2019t matter what colour skin – shouldn\u2019t matter anyhow\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, it shouldn\u2019t and maybe some Government will have the gumption to realise that and make some laws about it.\u201d Roy scowled and gulped down scalding coffee, \u201cDang my hide, that man Armitage should never have stepped foot in this office.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou shouldn\u2019t have resigned.\u201d Clem said slowly but that only brought an irritated shake of the head from the old man so Clem returned to the main matter of discussion, \u201cFact is, Hunt had the knife in his hand, it may not have been premeditated murder, but he had that knife and he intended to use it, even if he could claim it was in self defence.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe can claim that as much as he likes, but there\u2019s a man dead over there, and a woman and her children without a man to provide for \u2018em. If he hadn\u2019t had that knife \u2026\u201d Roy sighed and shook his head, \u201cWell, you had best write up your statement and get the coroner to deal with it. Keep Hunt in the cells until after the inquest, let him cool his heels in there for a while.\u201d<\/p>\n Clem nodded and looked at Dodds who accepted the fact that life was not going to be easy or quiet for the coming few days. Roy finished his drink and slowly made his way from the office he had thought of as home for so long. Some things change in life, he mused, but some things, like injustice and death, remain the same. \u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n Sofia scowled at the bowl of oatmeal that had been placed in front of her and then looked defiantly at her mother, \u201cI don\u2019t like oatmeal.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou\u2019ve liked it enough all these mornings, Sofia. Eat it up.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI don\u2019t want it. Daddy says I can have an egg today, eggs are good for you, they make you strong.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSo does oatmeal which is why I make it for you. Don\u2019t mention daddy at the table, Sofia, just eat your oatmeal.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, I don\u2019t like it.\u201d Sofia folded her arms across her chest and looked at her mother, \u201cI don\u2019t want it.\u201d<\/p>\n Olivia shook her head and pushed the bowl closer to her daughter \u201cEat it up, Sofia, I\u2019m not going to argue with you, just eat it up.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI want an egg.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou have your oatmeal.\u201d<\/p>\n Sofia shook her head, her blonde curls jangled over her shoulders, and she clamped her mouth tightly shut. She knew she was upsetting her mother, she could tell that from the way Olivia\u2019s eyes had darkened and the pretty mouth had firmed into a bloodless line, but even so, the little girl was determined not to give in. Olivia sighed and gave her daughter\u2019s arm an impatient shake \u201cI don\u2019t want to argue with you, Sofia, if you don\u2019t want your oatmeal now you can sit there until you do.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, I don\u2019t want it.\u201d and Sofia let two tears fall from her blue eyes and a sniff followed.<\/p>\n Cheng ho Lee stepped forward with a pleasant smile and bowed \u201cCheng Ho Lee will make egg for Missy, no trouble.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThank you, Cheng Ho Lee, but Sofia has her oatmeal and she\u2019ll sit here until she\u2019s eaten it.\u201d<\/p>\n Olivia heard herself saying the words, and felt ridiculous. Why on earth argue about a bowl of porridge, why not just let her have her egg if it makes her happy. She shook her head and stood up, went to the sink and filled a glass with water. She looked over at Sofia who was sitting at the table with her face a mask of defiance and her arms folded and rested upon the table top. \u201cVery well, make her an egg.\u201d<\/p>\n Immediately a smile beamed upon the childs face \u201cOh thank you, mommy.\u201d she said so sweetly.<\/p>\n For a moment Olivia thought she was going to faint, she sipped the water quickly to restore herself. It had been like stepping back in time, to those battles with her own mother when Katya would defy her until she had got her own way and then said so sweetly \u201cOh thank you, mommy\/Olivia\/Luke\u201d \u2026 gripping the side of the sink Olivia emptied the glass, of all things she didn\u2019t want her daughter turning out like Katya, the thought was unbearable and the fact that she had given in to Sofia so quickly this morning irritated her beyond question.<\/p>\n Chapter 74<\/p>\n The bedroom was a subtle combination of shade and light which illuminated the couple as they made ready for bed. Occasionally the husband cast an anxious glance over at his wife who was slowly unrobing in unusual silence. Eventually he paused in removing his outer clothes to approach her and put a gentle hand on her shoulder, turned her to face him and hold her close. She sighed and turned her eyes up to look into his face before she placed her head upon his shoulder and allowed his hand to gently stroke her back while the other continued to embrace her.<\/p>\n \u201cI had a bad day,\u201d she murmured and closed her eyes as she relaxed and wrapped her arms around him, \u201cSofia isn\u2019t my little girl anymore, she\u2019s changing.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cPerhaps it\u2019s time she went to school.\u201d Adam frowned, \u201cShe may be needing the company of other children.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cShe\u2019s so young, younger than Reuben was when he started school.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI know,\u201d he sighed, his breath drifted over the top of her head and made her hair rise and fall gently with the movement of air, \u201cBut this whole silly nonsense may stop if she had something to occupy her mind more.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI tried to keep her busy today. We had cheese to make but she wouldn\u2019t come into the dairy, just stubbornly defied me. What\u2019s worse is that I lost my temper with her and slapped her on her backside.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMmm,\u201d Adam frowned, he had never seen Olivia angry, and the though of her slapping one of her children almost amused him, \u201cWhat did she do then?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cShe had a tantrum, stamped on the floor, screamed until she was red in the face and stormed out of the dairy back to her room.\u201d<\/p>\n He remained silent aware that there was more to come but that Olivia needed time to compose herself, even the telling of the event was causing some distress. Eventually she raised her head and looked at him \u201cAdam, it was like seeing Katya all over again. That was just how she would act when she couldn\u2019t get her own way.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam swallowed a gulp in his throat and raised his eyebrows, \u201cMmm, a little Katya isn\u2019t something we would want in our family, is it?\u201d<\/p>\n She looked at him a trifle more narrow eyed as t hough she suspected him of teasing her, she shook her head and slowly moved away to sit at the dressing table. He came and sat on the end of the bed to observe her as she began to b rush her hair. After a moment she continued to speak.<\/p>\n \u201cWhen I eventually went upstairs to remonstrate with her -\u201d she drew in her breath and stopped, holding the brush a short distance away from her hair and staring at his reflection in the mirror \u201cWell, she just looked at me and continued with playing with her dolls. I asked her if she had learned anything from her punishment and she just frowned and shrugged.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHardly a punishment, my darling, if you sent her up to her room to play with her dolls.\u201d he said dryly at which statement she nodded, and began to brush her hair again.<\/p>\n \u201cAlmost the same as what she said to me, only a sweet thank you for letting her play with her dolls instead of making smelly cheese. So I sat down beside her and asked her why she was being naughty so she said she wasn\u2019t, she was just doing what daddy told her.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDaddy again huh?\u201d he shook his head, \u201cSo what did you do.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI told her that her father was a good kind man who wouldn\u2019t like her being so naughty. She said she knew he was a good kind man but maintained again that he had told her not to make the cheese, or have Buster so I told her she was being wilfully naughty and as punishment I\u2019d take her dolls away.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAnd did you?\u201d he raised one eyebrow and she rolled her eyes heavenwards and shook her head \u201cNo, she screamed and yelled and then there was a knock on the door so I had to go and see who that was \u2026 \u201c she frowned slightly, \u201cIt was Roy Coffee, he had come by to see you about what had happened in town.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHuh, yes, I heard about that \u2026 a fight between Hunt and young Mark Whitten.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMark died, did you know?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, Paul told me when I was in town with Hoss.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cRoy said it had to do with what happened to those Indians Joe was friendly with \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThat\u2019s right, so it was.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAdam -\u201d she frowned and shook her head before turning back to the mirror and resuming brushing her hair, \u201cHe didn\u2019t stay long but went to see your father. In the meantime Sofia had come downstairs and joined Cheng Ho lee in the kitchen. She was sitting at the table with milk and a cookie looking as innocent as could be\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n Adam sighed and caressed her hair which he loved to see as it tumbled down her back and, when she was seated on the stool, almost touched the ground. \u201cDid you say anything to her?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, not then. To be honest I had a cup of coffee and some cookies as well.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam grimaced \u201cYou condoned the crime.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI know.\u201d she gave a small smile and finished brushing her hair and turned to him, \u201cAdam, I was tired, I thought if I gave her a little leeway then I could talk her round a little more later in the day.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAnd did you?\u201d he stood up and picked up her nightdress which he handed to her and watched as she slipped it on.<\/p>\n She was beautiful in her condition now, slim from t he back, but with the most rounded shape sideways on, he knew better than to make any comment about it as he had learned she was sensitive about anything said now about what she looked like, taking a compliment wrongly, turning it to mean something else. He sighed and dropped a kiss on the back of her neck \u201cYou\u2019re beautiful, Livvy.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, I\u2019m not.\u201d she replied immediately and ran a hand over the bulge of her belly wherein the baby was safely nestled, \u201cI\u2019m as big as one of those tugs that pulls your ship out of harbour.\u201d<\/p>\n He laughed then and kissed her neck again \u201cThat\u2019s a terrible metaphor, my love.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAnn came to visit with David,\u201d she said as she buttoned her nightdress and pulled her long fold of hair over her shoulder, \u201cThey calmed the situation somewhat and Sofia was more amiable when they left. I did her lessons with her and she was good, I think she likes learning.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThen she does need to go to school.\u201d Adam removed his shirt and then his long johns, stretched and shivered, the room was getting colder and outside there was the sound of rain.<\/p>\n Olivia heard it too and walked to the window, drew aside part of the curtain and looked out into the night. By the sombre light of the oil lamp on the dressing table she could see the rain as it splattered against the window. Eventually she let the curtain fall just as Adam slipped into the bed. She pulled back the bed covers and joined him, immediately drawing closer to his body and putting her head on his shoulder. \u201cWe had another battle when I asked her to help prepare the dinner. It\u2019s Cheng Ho Lee\u2019s afternoon with Hop Sing.\u201d she frowned and raised her eyes to look at his face \u201cYou know they spend an afternoon a week together to play chess or whatever they call it?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cLuzhangi seems to be their favourite at present\u2026\u201d Adam said softly and kissed her ear then her brow.<\/p>\n \u201cWell, she refused and said she wanted to read her book by the fire so we argued a while and then I took her by the arm and marched her into the guest room and told her to stay there until she had learned to behave and apologised.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAnd did she?\u201d he whispered as he kissed her nose and then her lips and then her throat.<\/p>\n \u201cNo, of course not.\u201d she whispered back, \u201cI had to go in an hour later and found her asleep on the bed.\u201d she sighed and wriggled into a more comfortable position.<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019ll talk to her in the morning.\u201d he promised in a husky voice, and tilted her head up a little to look down at her for a moment before kissing her a little more.<\/p>\n \u201cDon\u2019t let\u2019s think of Sofia for a while, my darling \u2026 let\u2019s just \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cShush \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026..<\/p>\n \u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cEat your oatmeal, Sofia.\u201d Adam said quietly and pushed the bowl closer.<\/p>\n \u201cI don\u2019t like oatmeal.\u201d she replied with a cross little furrow on her brow. \u201cMommy let me have an egg yesterday.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell, you\u2019re not having an egg today. Eat your oatmeal.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI don\u2019t like it.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou\u2019ve liked it before.\u201d Adam said gently and put the spoon in the bowl \u201cDo you want me to feed it to you like when you were a baby?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI wasn\u2019t here when I was a baby.\u201d she pouted, her bottom lip stuck out in a scowl.<\/p>\n Reuben laughed \u201cSure wish you were, then you wouldn\u2019t be so stupid now.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam turned to his son and shook his head \u201cThat\u2019s not helping, Reuben.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSorry, Pa.\u201d he grinned and continued to eat his breakfast with a grin on his face and flashing teasing looks at his sister.<\/p>\n \u201cI don\u2019t want it.\u201d Sofia said with tears in her eyes now, she never could bear being teased by her brother, \u201cI want an egg.\u201d and she pushed the bowl so hard that it spun to the edge of the table and topped with a crash onto the floor.<\/p>\n Cheng Ho Lee stepped forward immediately with a cloth in hand to wipe it up, but Adam took the cloth calmly from him and pushed it into Sofia\u2019s hands \u201cYou made the mess, young lady, you clear it up.\u201d<\/p>\n The tears fell, the bottom lip quivered, a wail burst forth. Olivia stood up but a sign from her husband indicated that she sat back down again. Reuben finished his breakfast and excused himself from the table \u201cI\u2019ve gotta go now. See you later.\u201d<\/p>\n Olivia rose from the table and escorted her son to the door and into the yard, anything rather than witness the scene in the kitchen between her husband and daughter. Sofia held the cloth to her chest and wept into it while Adam drank his coffee and continued to eat his breakfast. \u201cI – I – I -\u201d she blubbered.<\/p>\n \u201cSofia, do as you\u2019re told and clear up that mess.\u201d he held the cup between his hands and blew upon its hot surface \u201cHurry up now.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBut – \u201c she picked up the broken pieces of the bowl and placed them carefully on the table, \u201cBut I – I can\u2019t.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDon\u2019t under estimate yourself, you\u2019ll be amazed what even a little girl like you can achieve if you have faith in yourself. \u201c Adam replied in the tone of voice any Sunday Pastor would have been proud of possessing.<\/p>\n Carefully she cleaned up the mess, not perfectly for Cheng Ho Lee did that later, but it was done sufficiently well for Adam to say \u2018Well done\u2019 and to tell her to sit down. He then got up and picked up another bowl, he ladled in more oatmeal and placed it on the table in front of her \u201cNow, you\u2019ll be hungry after all that work, so eat up.\u201d<\/p>\n She picked up the spoon reluctantly and stared down at the oatmeal, her throat seemed to clem together, she looked at him and blinked tear filled eyes. He stood up and brought to the table a bowl of sugar some of which he ladled generously onto the oatmeal before he put it back in the cupboard.<\/p>\n By the time Olivia decided to return to the table the battle had been fought and won, the oatmeal eaten and a sticky little girl drinking her milk quietly while Adam emptied his last cup for the morning. He got up and kissed his wife goodbye and then dropped a kiss on the top of Sofia\u2019s head \u2026 as he strapped on his gun belt he wondered how many battles would be fought before he had succeeded in trouncing the intruder and bringing peace back to the family fold.<\/p>\n Chapter 75<\/p>\n The wind had buffeted the buggy most of the way into town from the Ponderosa and Bridie O\u2019Flannery was convinced her arms had grown several inches as a result of the long drive even though the horses were a well matched and obedient pair. She clambered down from the vehicle and fought to keep her bonnet on and her coat from blowing up over her head and entangling her as she attempted to get the reins round the hitching post by the Emporium.<\/p>\n She had only taken a few short steps towards the store when rain drops began to fall with a deliberate heavy spitting that stung her face which was already feeling tender from the cold winds that had blow upon it during her journey. Growling slightly beneath her breath she pushed the door open with her shoulder and entered the warmth of the store. The door closed with a bang loud enough to wake everybody up who may have dosed off in front of the stove while they waited for wives or mothers to do their purchases.<\/p>\n After ten minutes she was more than aware that from being so cold she was now overly warm, that her face was no doubt the colour of the rosiest apples and her hat had gone limp. She was feeling decidedly annoyed at having even bothered to come into town when she heard her name being called, if one could use that expression as the voice was not loud at all and she had to turn round to see who it was actually summoning her. She smiled as Paul Martin appeared, but her smile faltered a little when she remembered how she must be looking now but with a defiant gesture she pushed back her hat and greeted him with a nod of the head, which was unfortunate because her hat slipped over her eye and made her look decidedly drunk.<\/p>\n \u201cAh, I am glad to see you this morning, Bridie.\u201d Paul said without the least self consciousness about calling her by her first name, \u201cI really need to talk to you about something.\u201d<\/p>\n Bridie pushed back her hat and cleared her throat \u201cI should be finished here in about half an hour, if you could wait that long, Dr Martin.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHalf an hour?\u201d he looked at her with a slightly worried and distracted look, then nodded \u201cYes, that would be excellent. Could you join me for coffee at the Internationale House?\u201d<\/p>\n She watched him depart and then continued with selecting her items, slightly surprised and a little embarrassed when she bumped into Widow Hawkins and Mrs Gaskell whispering together with their heads turned in her direction. It was more than obvious that she was the subject of their earnest conversation. \u201cGood day to you, Mrs Hawkins, Mrs Gaskell\u201d<\/p>\n They smiled, nodded and bade her good day just as one would expect from two old hypocrites like them, and Bridie sailed determinedly on towards the counter with her items. \u2018it was\u2019 she decided \u2018just too bad that Paul Martin would decide to speak to her when those two were in ear shot.\u2019 She shook her head and concentrated on the matter on hand which was paying for her groceries and goods while packing them away in her commodious basket. Ben pulled the collar of his coat up to cover his ears and stuffed his hands in the deep pockets of his coat as he walked across to where Hoss was standing talking to Adam . They were in the timber camp towards the north and the wind was sharp and keen making the tops of the trees bend and sway with alarming power, it whistled down into the camp sending the chill air from the mountains blowing against their bodies and making their feet tingle with cold even through their sturdy boots. The ground was wet from the rains that had fallen, and the men were going about their business with a rather more morose air than usual.<\/p>\n Early winter was always had to deal with, the switch from one season to another was never easy to accept with its discomforting cold and damp that made the bones ache. \u201cIt ain\u2019t even winter yet.\u201d Hoss muttered, \u201cThe men look miserable already.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThey always do this time of the year,\u201d Adam replied glancing over at the familiar faces of men who had worked for them a number of years now despite the weather conditions . \u201cThey\u2019ll be alright.\u201d<\/p>\n Ben nodded and put down his plate of stew on the trestle table before sitting himself down, his sons joined him with plates of their own. \u201cThat order of Mueller\u2019s.. McManus tells me there\u2019s been a delay.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNothing serious, Pa, I\u2019ve already seen Mac about it, the men are prepared to put extra hours in to get it out in time.\u201d Hoss muttered with his mouth full.<\/p>\n \u201cYou\u2019ll get indigestion eating and talking like that,\u201d Ben muttered with a frown of disapproval at his son who only grinned and told his father that he had been telling him that for years.<\/p>\n Several men, including McManus joined them at the table now bringing their own plates with them, and cook came along with enough mugs which he filled with strong dark coffee \u201cMr Cartwright, that order of Mueller\u2019s should be going through just fine, we had a delay due to an accident we had here but it\u2019s all sorted out now.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat kind of accident?\u201d Adam asked immediately and shot a dark glance in McManus\u2019 direction. \u201cAnyone hurt?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOld Amos Tyler. The strap of the saw snapped loose, caught him sharp and sent him reeling. He fell against Zed Moffatt who knocked over some logs which we had primed ready for transporting down river. Then several men reported in sick, nothing serious, just the change of weather and what we usually expect to get this time of year.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou\u2019re sure you\u2019ll be able to meet the order though, Mac?\u201d Ben asked anxiously, \u201cMueller is a mean old buzzard who\u2019ll make sure we deduct from our costs for every day we delay in getting that order delivered.\u201d<\/p>\n An old timer leaned forward \u201cWe\u2019ll get it done, no worries.\u201d he chewed his stew around his few teeth and then gulped down several mouthfuls of coffee.<\/p>\n Hoss grinned and looked over at his father who had always been rather fastidious about eating habits but Ben had averted his gaze and was watching the weather changing through the window. \u201cLooks like some sleet \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n Just as he spoke there was a crack of thunder followed by a streak of lightning, Adam sighed \u201cJust what we could do without -\u201d he muttered and poured out more coffee.<\/p>\n The timber men lowered their voices as they grumbled and ate their food. If the weather worsened, as it appeared it was going to do, then there was little point in making promises about anybody getting their orders on time. Paul stood up politely as Bridie O\u2019Flannery joined him at the table in the hotels restaurant. A few other customers looked their way and then smiled before putting their heads together and whispering. Bridie pretended she hadn\u2019t noticed but put a hand to her hat to make sure it was straight before she sat down. The waiter arrived immediately to take their order and Bridie removed her wet gloves and set them down on the table before looking thoughtfully at the doctor \u201cHas something happened that I should know about?\u201d<\/p>\n Paul puckered his lips into a slight pout before nodding slightly \u201cIt may or it may not, it has something to do with what we were talking about before \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBefore?\u201d Bridie frowned, and sighed as she struggled to recall what they had discussed previously.<\/p>\n \u201cYou were concerned about the conditions of some women in town, women who had so little in the way of material possessions, who -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI remember, yes, of course.\u201d she nodded her head thoughtfully, \u201cIs there any one person you were thinking of in particular?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes. A Mrs Gladys Whitten. Her husband was killed yesterday in a brawl. She\u2019s due to have a baby in a few weeks time and already has two children. Their home is a shack \u2026 well, better than a shack since they rebuilt the newer part of town after the cholera epidemic last year but it is poor, she\u2019s in a bad state as you can imagine and I just wondered if it would be possible for you to call on her, to see if there was anything that she needed. Well, the kind of thing a good neighbour would do only with your experience in nursing, of course, you would be better qualified to see if -\u201d he paused and looked at her, noticed how intently she was observing him, \u201cI\u2019m not really putting this very well, am I?\u201d<\/p>\n She smiled and said nothing, the waiter returned and set down a tray with their order upon it, they sat together in silence as everything was set down and as soon as the waiter had left she leaned forward \u201cMrs Whitten must be very distressed. Is there any way she can be helped from the Poor Fund?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, there is a small amount being set aside for her, but it isn\u2019t nearly enough for her needs. I\u2019m concerned that the baby may arrive early, due to the shock of Mark\u2019s death, she isn\u2019t strong, I don\u2019t want their to be more orphans – you understand?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou think she won\u2019t survive her delivery?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI don\u2019t think she has the strength, emotionally or physically. She was very young when she married Mark, and each confinement has taken their toll on what strength she has, now with Mark dead in such distressing circumstances.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI still can\u2019t see how I can be of help in the short or long term?\u201d<\/p>\n Paul stirred sugar into his tea and watched as she added milk to her own, he wasn\u2019t sure now why he had stopped her in that store, some faint idea had entered his head but now it was nebulous and slipping away. He sighed \u201cHow is everyone at the Ponderosa?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cLittle Danny has the sniffles, and baby Hope has a chesty cough.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAnd Olivia?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cShe\u2019s well, no problems at all.\u201d<\/p>\n Paul sighed and nodded, \u201cYes, that\u2019s the difference you see? Compare Olivia with Mrs Whitten \u2026 one has a decent diet and a warm and pleasant home, the other has barely enough to exist on and recently a widow. I don\u2019t know how to help them all at times \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n Involuntarily Bridie placed a hand on his arm and gave it a squeeze, \u201cYou do wonderfully well, Paul – Dr Martin I mean – and I\u2019ll go and see this Mrs Whitten as soon as I\u2019ve finished this tea.\u201d<\/p>\n Perhaps she wasn\u2019t surprised when he placed a gentle hand upon hers, keeping it where she had placed it upon his sleeve. When he looked at her and smiled she found herself, for some reason, blushing as she smiled back at him. The neighbour scowled and then jerked her head to a door way through which Bridie could see a womans body recumbent upon a bed. She thanked the neighbour and stepped forward to attend to Gladys only to have her way barred by the other woman \u201cWho are you?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBridget O\u2019Flannery. Dr Martin asked me to call in and see how Gladys Whitten was getting on.\u201d<\/p>\n The woman gave a sharp bark of a laugh \u201cThat\u2019s a good \u2018un. How\u2019s he expect her to be getting on? Her husband just murdered, her baby due and them little \u2018uns going hungry, and cold.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cCouldn\u2019t you have got the stove alight for her?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat with? I have enough work to get my own bits and pieces together, can\u2019t afford to buy coal can we? If she were a miners wife she would have had free coal at least\u2026 but she ain\u2019t, she\u2019s just -\u201d she was lost for words, so shrugged and picked up her shawl, \u201cI\u2019ll leave you to it then.\u201d<\/p>\n The door slammed shut, in the other room the little girl began to wail. Bridie stood there for some moments before becoming aware of a little boy standing in the doorway staring at her, eyes too big in his face and hair greasy to his skull while his little body looked shrunken and his head too big for his shoulders. She smiled at him but got no response, instead he turned back into the room and crawled closer to his mother on the bed.<\/p>\n It didn\u2019t take an efficient woman like Bridie long to get the fire going. There was enough wood stored away to make the stove throw out a good amount of heat, and soon there was tea made, and vegetables being prepared for soup. She had bought enough of everything she could think of that would sustain the little family for a few days, until she could get back into town.<\/p>\n A rap on the door which she opened immediately and Ezra tipped his hat and asked her where she wanted the wood and coal off loaded, and when he had gone there was another knock on the door and Mrs Johnson was there with a bundle of clothes for the children.<\/p>\n With warmth and the smell of food cooking gradually permeating the little house it wasn\u2019t long before the children crept away from the other room to crowd around the stove and drink the cups of sweet buttermilk that Bridie gave them. When she went into see Gladys the woman was sitting up, staring at the sight of the two children<\/p>\n \u201cWhat\u2019s going on?\u201d she whispered suspiciously as Bridie approached here and pushed a cup of tea into her hands. \u201cWho are you?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cA friend. Come along, drink that up and then I\u2019ll have a look at you and see how else we can help you.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cLook at me? What do you mean?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDr Martin thought it would be a good idea for me, a woman with nursing experience, to come and help you, that\u2019s all.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThat\u2019s all? Seems to me you\u2019ve just about taken over \u2026 I don\u2019t want your charity, Mark wouldn\u2019t \u2026\u201d her face crumpled, her hands shook so that the tea slopped over the rim of the cup, \u201cMark \u2026 oh Mark\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n Bridie felt her heart melt as the poor woman, barely a woman, fell into her arms and sobbed upon her shoulder. Entranced by the heat of the fire, the sweet drink and smell of the food Gladys\u2019 children didn\u2019t move an inch as the sounds of their mothers wailing filled the little house.<\/p>\n Chapter 76<\/p>\n It irritated Joe to discover how weak he felt when he attempted to go downstairs the very first time. Several times he wondered whether it would have been better to have stayed where he was but memories of the time Adam had forced himself to walk during the time of injuring his leg prodded him like an ox goad so that he forced himself on.<\/p>\n Mary Ann smiled happily at him confident now that nothing would stop her husband getting up to chop the wood within a few more days and go riding out to work with his father and brothers within a few weeks. She fussed about him with her eyes alight with pleasure as she helped him ease himself into the comfortable arm chair by the fire.<\/p>\n \u201cI didn\u2019t realise I\u2019d be so weak and that it would still hurt so much.\u201d he groaned to his wife as he leaned back, closed his eyes and tried to calm himself in order to get his heart beat to steady down.<\/p>\n \u201cOh Joe, I don\u2019t think you have any idea just how ill you\u2019ve been, Dr Martin said the bullet chipped a bone, it could have been in your lung .. .\u201d she stopped at the memory of those days and nights when Joe\u2019s life seemed to be hanging in the balance, she knelt down by his side and took hold of both his hands in hers \u201cThank goodness you\u2019re alright now, you\u2019ll soon be so much better.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI hope so. I never was a good patient. Where\u2019s Daniel?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe\u2019s asleep.\u201d she rose to her feet and smoothed down her skirt, \u201cNow then, Mr Cartwright, orders for the day, what would you like to eat and drink right now?\u201d<\/p>\n He smiled and grabbed playfully at her hands and then pulled her towards him \u201cA kiss, from my wife.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOf course, sir.\u201d and she kissed him long and lingeringly, then sighed and pushed him away, \u201cWhat else, sir?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cCoffee and some of Flannel\u2019s cake.\u201d he frowned then and glanced at the clock \u201cCome to think of it, where is Bridie?<\/p>\n \u201cI don\u2019t know.\u201d she paused and like her husband observed the clock and then looked out of the window \u201cThe winds getting stronger, I do hope she\u2019s alright.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhy shouldn\u2019t she be?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cShe went into town for some things we needed, but that was hours ago, she\u2019s never away this long.\u201d<\/p>\n Joe leaned forward as though to get up but then fell back again, he closed his eyes, remonstrated with himself and bowed his head. Life as an invalid was every bit as frustrating as he had imagined.<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019ll be dark soon,\u201d Mary Ann said, \u201cI\u2019d better start on making dinner. I\u2019ll get your coffee and cake first though.\u201d she smiled, \u201cShe\u2019ll be fine, those horses wouldn\u2019t dare to do anything silly with Bridie in charge.\u201d Halfway towards home and Bridie lost her hat altogether. The capricious wind made a grab at it and whisked it away much to her alarm as she felt her hair now losing its pins and flying loose. The horses got it into their heads to put on a burst of speed so that she had to turn her attention from her coiffure to them, pulling them into a more moderate pace so that by the time she reached home she was exhausted and looked as though she had been pulled through a hedge backwards as her mother would have indignantly informed her.<\/p>\n \u201cBridie O\u2019Malley, you look as though you\u2019ve been pulled through a hedge backwards.\u201d her mother\u2019s indignant voice resounded in her head followed by the sound of her father saying in his thick brogue \u201cAy, an\u2019 like something the cat dragged in \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n Thankfully the hands were there to deal with the horses, the wagon and then one of the men helped unload the groceries one by one so that it wasn\u2019t long before she was gratefully pushing open the kitchen door, only to be propelled into the room by its opening rather sooner than anticipated as Mary Ann pulled it open. \u201cOh Bridie!\u201d \u201cI\u2019m so sorry.\u201d she said repentantly, she pushed some hair away from her eyes, \u201cGoodness me, that wind .. And I\u2019ve lost my hat, look at the state of me !!\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou look rather wind swept,\u201d Mary Ann laughed and helped the other woman out of her coat \u201cBut why were you so long, we were beginning to worry about you.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019s been a strange day.\u201d Bridie said firmly, and shook her head as though she still couldn\u2019t believe it herself, \u201cAnyway, let\u2019s get these things put away and then I\u2019ll start dinner.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019s already cooking.\u201d Mary Ann assured her with a smile and Bridie laughed \u201cSo it is too, I can smell it for sure. Goodness me, I didn\u2019t realise I had been that late.\u201d<\/p>\n Having grabbed some pins she soon swept up her hair from away from her face and was quickly bustling about putting things into their relative places while Mary Ann continued with the cooking and told her all about Joe being downstairs now and enjoying the cake Bridie had cooked.<\/p>\n \u201cWell, mercy me,\u201d Bridie exclaimed, \u201cBut Dr Martin was asking after Joe, he\u2019s going to call in tomorrow to check him over.\u201d she turned her head away as she spoke so that Mary Ann wouldn\u2019t notice the colour mounting her face as she spoke about Paul, and hoped that her voice hadn\u2019t betrayed anything of her feelings.<\/p>\n \u201cPauls\u2019 a good doctor.\u201d Mary Ann said as she turned over the meat in its tin, \u201cAnd a good friend. He delivered Joe, you know? \u201c she stood up then and hugged the cloth to her chest as she stared at the pans on the stove without actually seeing them \u201cJust imagine that, he must have been quite young then. It\u2019s hard to think of Paul as being a young man.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhy?\u201d Bridie snapped and jutted her chin out defensively, \u201cAnd he isn\u2018t that old either, even now.\u201d<\/p>\n Mary Ann looked at her friend and companion thoughtfully and then smiled, \u201cNo, of course not. \u201c<\/p>\n \u201cAfter all, no one thinks of Mr Ben as being old, do they?\u201d<\/p>\n Mary Ann admitted that no one did, not in her hearing anyway, and watched as Bridie slammed some meat onto the table with a thud. Nothing more was said, but a lot mulled over as the two women continued with their work, both of them thinking of the same person but niether of them considering him in the same context. Mary Ann couldn\u2019t fail to notice that Bridie was unusually fidgety and on edge during the morning of the following day. Although Bridie made sure that she was no different than any other day and hoped that no one would even think that there was a difference, unbeknown to her there were all the tell tale signs for someone as observant as Mary Ann to notice. When Pauls\u2019 buggy finally pulled up in the yard and she watched Bridie check her hair in the mirror and pat a curl into place she smiled secretly to herself and hurried to Joe\u2019s room to inform him of their visitor.<\/p>\n Paul stepped into t he house and smiled at Bridie, then from behind his back he produced a rather limp looking blue object which Bridie was ashamed to admit was indeed her bonnet. \u201cI saw it hanging from the bough of a tree, I thought it was yours\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh dear,\u201d she sighed, and took it from him, \u201cIt hardly looks worth saving now.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNever mind,\u201d Paul clucked in that reassuring doctor\u2019s manner of his, \u201cAnyway, best let me see the patient and then we have to talk about yesterday.\u201d<\/p>\n Bridie nodded and watched as Paul mounted the stairs, his back straight and shoulders just a little stooped, his dark hair showing a distinguished amount of grey. She sighed and with a shake of the head returned to the kitchen.<\/p>\n Paul checked Joe over with the thoroughness of his profession and then looked at the young man in the bed thoughtfully before sitting down beside him \u201cWell, young man, you\u2019ve had a very narrow escape.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cFor once I agree with you, Dr Martin.\u201d Joe sighed and leaned back against the pillows, \u201cI just feel so weak and there\u2019s still some pain, I thought it would all have cleared up by now.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMmm, did you? Well, the fact is that you are a little older now, the body doesn\u2019t heal itself as quickly as it would have done when you were 19. Joseph, that bullet could have killed you, and its left a certain amount of damage in its wake as a result. You have to be patient with yourself, make sure you don\u2019t run before you can walk, which is your usual mode of travel.\u201d<\/p>\n Joe grinned and nodded \u201cI can get up though?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI believe you have done so already?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOnly yesterday.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cFor a little time each day. I\u2019ll discuss it with Mary Ann so that she can make sure you do as you\u2019re told. \u201c<\/p>\n Joe gave a slight shrug of the shoulders and grimaced, it was obvious that the whole idea of being a convalescent did not appeal one bit. Paul stood up and smiled \u201cYou need some company, I\u2019m sure your brothers and father will visit.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThey do, but it only makes me feel useless and that I\u2019m not doing enough to help.\u201d Joe sighed and rubbed his forehead plaintively, \u201cThanks Dr Martin.\u201d<\/p>\n Paul nodded and put a reassuring hand on the young man\u2019s shoulder as though reassuring him that all will come right in the end, \u201cpatience, son.\u201d he murmured and then left the room.<\/p>\n Bridie was waiting for him in the kitchen with coffee and some apple pie which Paul found more than acceptable as he sat down with a pleasant smile and a word of thanks. Upstairs Mary Ann was whispering about Bridie\u2019s \u2019tryst\u2019 with the doctor as she poured her husband his coffee.<\/p>\n \u201cHow did you find Mrs Whitten?\u201d Paul asked as he ate his apple pie as slowly as he possible could without being too rude.<\/p>\n \u201cVery distressed, almost hysterical. There was hardly any food in the cupboards.\u201d Bridie frowned, \u201cThe neighbour was there but not overly sympathetic, I got the impression that she is in difficult circumstances herself.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThat would be Mrs Dewhurst. She was widowed two years ago and her son died along with his father, yes, a bitter soul.\u201d Paul frowned and sighed, \u201cThe Poor Fund provides the bare minimum but it can only share out what there is available.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBut Virginia City is a rich town, Paul. There are more millionaires strutting around the streets or riding around in their carriages than anywhere else in Nevada.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cTrue enough but being wealthy doesn\u2019t make a man philanthropic. Many of those millionaires were dirt poor some years back and are afraid of giving away a dollar in case they find themselves poor again.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cStuff and nonsense.\u201d Bridie snorted.<\/p>\n Paul smiled slowly, \u201cIt\u2019s a fact of life, Bridie. That\u2019s why I was saying the other week how we need help, the doctors I mean \u2026 Mrs Whitten will be having that baby soon, but how will she cope without food available to feed herself or her little ones? Or the house being so cold -.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou must appeal to the Council and get them to do more for these women, and not just for the women, there are old men who have slaved away for years and without a thing to show for it.\u201d<\/p>\n Paul raised his eyebrows, \u201cWell, I suppose I shall just have to rely on the few women in town who will be willing to help. There are some, but -.\u201d<\/p>\n Bridie looked at him thoughtfully \u201cI\u2019ll go into town again tomorrow and check on Mrs Whitten \u2026Gladys. I promised to take in some cakes for the little ones, and coal for her.\u201d<\/p>\n Paul nodded and said nothing to that except to thank her, he stood up, picked up his hat and after looking at her steadily for a disconcerting moment (during which Bridie wondered what to say, what to do, and blushed a lot) he nodded again and bade her goodbye.<\/p>\n When Mary Ann came downstairs looking very composed and somewhat disinterested in anything that had happened she saw only Bridie clearing away the cup, saucer and plate with a very pensive air and distracted look on her face.<\/p>\n \u201cIs anything wrong, Bridie?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThere is something I have on my mind, my dear.\u201d Bridie said quietly and to Mary Ann\u2019s disappointment she launched into how she felt about a rich town that left poor women to fend for themselves when in dire need. Mary Ann, after swallowing her disappointment at not hearing of some kind of romance between their two good friends, nodded, listened and agreed that something had to be done about it, yes, definitely. Ann Canaday was all smiles as the ladies arrived for their quilting session at her home. Mary Ann brought along with her a chocolate cake made by Bridie, and Olivia brought along some cookies made by Cheng Ho Lee and a reluctant Sofia who clung to Clarabelle with a fierce determination that indicated problems. Hester came with her two little girls and Hop Sings best apple pie.<\/p>\n It was during the quilting, when heads were bent over their work as Hannah, David and Daniel played together on the floor and Sofia, sighing heavily, plied her needle laboriously, that Mary Ann brought up the subject of Bridie\u2019s worries concerning the women in town.<\/p>\n \u201cIsn\u2019t there a Poor Fund?\u201d Hester asked without looking up from her work.<\/p>\n \u201cYes, but it isn\u2019t adequate to the needs of the poor.\u201d Mary Ann said as she re-threaded here needle. \u201cBridie said that Mrs Whitten was in a very sad situation and expecting a baby soon.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThere should be an appeal to those rich nincompoops in town,\u201d Ann muttered scowling as she dropped her needle \u201cThey seem totally unaware of what is going on around them, some of those women are wearing diamonds and pearls and I know that they were scrabbling in the dirt not so long ago to try and find a flake of gold dust.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThat\u2019s the trouble, now they\u2019ve got life so easy they\u2019re afraid of being poor again so hold onto their money.\u201d Mary Ann sighed and looked at Olivia, \u201cWhat do you suggest we do, Olivia?\u201d<\/p>\n Olivia looked surprised at being asked and after a moments pause suggested that they ask Dan Dequille for help, \u201cWe could ask him to write up an article appealing to the townspeople to help those less well off than ourselves.\u201d she paused, \u201cPerhaps we should form a society or something, where women in town can help other women \u2026\u201d she glanced at them and sighed \u201cWell, it has to start somewhere.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cTrue enough,\u201d Ann nodded, \u201cWe\u2019ll see how Bridie gets on with her next visit to Mrs Whitten.\u201d<\/p>\n They were brought out of their conversation by the sound of a slap, a howl and tears \u2026 \u201cHe pulled Clarabelle\u2019s hair out.\u201d Sofia sobbed as she held up the revolting doll to her mother.<\/p>\n Daniel was screaming in dismay at having been slapped by his cousin, there was little doubt of his guilt with regard to the offending doll as tufts of her \u2018hair\u2019 were still clutched tightly in his hands. Hannah had run for cover under the table and Hope woke up with a start and began to cry. Only David appeared stoically unmoved by it all having discovered that with everyone so busily occupied he was able to grab some of the cookies and slip away into is room while cramming them into his mouth.<\/p>\n Chapter 77<\/p>\n Dan Dequille listened attentively to what Mary Ann and Hester had to say about the circumstances of some of their townswomen. Although he agreed to some extent he was more than aware of the ramifications if he were to go against the majority in town who preferred to keep their money in their bank accounts and under the mattress.<\/p>\n He found himself up against a formidable duo however whenever he attempted to put forward the fact that some in town just couldn\u2019t meet such demands, or felt that the Poor Fund and other charitable channels were already meeting these needs.<\/p>\n \u201cNonsense,\u201d Hester exclaimed immediately, \u201cThose women in the poorer sections of town need help now, not as and when it suits those who preside over these facilities.\u201d she looked anxiously at Mary Ann as though for inspiration but that young lady just stood up and shrugged slightly with such a haughty demeanour that DeQuille felt totally unmanned<\/p>\n \u201cPlease sit down again, Mrs Cartwright, I\u2019m sure that we could come to some agreement in a manner that is acceptable to all parties.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m not a politician, Mr DeQuille,\u201d Mary Ann replied coolly, \u201cso please do not address me in the same terms as you would someone canvassing for a seat on the council.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh – er – my apologies.\u201d Dan flicked a glance over at Hester who sat stony faced staring out of the window just behind him.<\/p>\n The gold letters of the newspaper was emblazoned across the window and in the wintry sunshine it cast a strange shadow over them, he anxiously picked up a pencil. \u201cNow, what do you suggest?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMr DeQuille, you recently covered the information for your newspaper about the murder of those Cheyenne on our land \u2026\u201d Mary Ann glared at him with steely grey eyes so that he could only nod in acquiesance, \u201cit was by far an inaccurate article, and some points you did not rectify later either. However, you further wrote about the incident in the Bucket of Blood recently where a young man was killed \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMark Whitten?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, young Mr Whitten.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThe man who stabbed him is still in jail awaiting trial, I have to be careful how to word any article in connection with that matter as it could influence any jury that may be formed should he come to trial.\u201d Dan explained slowly as though he were talking to two children.<\/p>\n Hester fidgeted and Mary Ann tightened her lips, it was Hester who resumed the subject \u201cMr Whitten left behind a young widow, a woman barely in her twenties who already has two small children and is expecting her third. There is now no income, she could lose her home, everything. How is a young woman in such circumstances expected to find work? Who would employ her? How is she to live?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cEr – I guess – I don\u2019t know -.\u201d DeQuille sighed and looked at the two women thoughtfully.<\/p>\n \u201cWell perhaps you could write an article in your paper and ask those same questions, perhaps someone would be able to give an answer.\u201d Hester snapped primly and looked at Mary Ann who nodded and picked up the conversation from there, \u201cThe fact is, Mr. DeQuille, there are people in town who could help in some way. Why should a young woman become homeless because her husband gets killed, whatever the circumstances of his death? At this moment my friend, Mrs O\u2019Flannery is visiting Mrs Whitten to help in whatever way she can. And do you know what is so sad? This poor Mrs Whitten has had it drummed into her head so much about not accepting charity that it\u2019s going to be a struggle to get her to accept any help anyway.\u201d<\/p>\n DeQuille nodded \u201cI see your difficulty, damned if you do and damned if you don\u2019t\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI beg your pardon?\u201d Hester looked and sounded affronted \u201cWhat\u2019s that supposed to mean?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell, just that you\u2019re going to feel bad if you don\u2019t help, and at the same time if you do you\u2019re not going to get much in the way of thanks for it.\u201d Dan attempted to grin but found himself staring into two pairs of narrowed eyes that didn\u2019t find anything amusing in what he had said.<\/p>\n \u201cWrite your article, Mr DeQuille, appeal to the consciences as well as the purses in this town, please.\u201d Mary Ann said in a softer tone of voice than any she had used since entering the office.<\/p>\n They left together, their straight backs indicative of the importance of their message. Dan DeQuille frowned and after a moment tugging at his moustache stood up, picked up his hat and left the building.<\/p>\n He made his way to the poorer section of town and stood for some moments surveying it thoughtfully. Not so long ago it had been ravaged by fire, and since rebuilt. The houses were small and cramped , close together and dark. Within a year it already held the promise of becoming the slums of tomorrow and he wondered why it was that given the opportunity to improve their lot in life some people just continued to prefer the detritus of an existence.<\/p>\n A wagon, which he recognised ad the one from the Ponderosa, was outside one row of buildings and around one doorway a group of women were gathered their voices raised very vocally, so much so that he could hear some words even from where he stood.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat about Ellie down the road, she\u2019s a widow, got four kids she has\u2026 been without a fire for six months.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cShe aint needed no fire during the summer it was that hot. The place is running with damp already and they said it was new buildings and better housing \u2026 \u201c<\/p>\n \u201cS\u2019right, load of lies and rubbish.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWho\u2019s going to feed me and my little uns next week, my husband got killed and our money runs out tomorrow.\u201d<\/p>\n A voice from inside sounded calm and placating but didn\u2019t seem to be succeeding in mollifying anyone. Dan DeQuille edged closer and finally found himself elbowing his way into the house where Gladys Whitten was seated by a warm fire and a tall well built woman was spooning stew into some bowls for her and the children.<\/p>\n \u201cCan I help you?\u201d Bridie asked as she put the large pan back on the stove.<\/p>\n Dan glanced around the building. It was quite bare but it was warm and cosy, it was also clean and tidy. He wondered how much that had to do with Gladys or whether it was this \u2018angel in disguise\u2019 that had wrought such wonders. He smiled \u201cDan DeQuille, from the Territorial Enterprise.\u201d<\/p>\n Bridie nodded and pointed to a seat \u201cWhat can I do for you, Mr DeQuille?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI wanted to see for myself the conditions of our \u2018new\u2019 housing .. You remember how this part of town was destroyed in the fires last year? \u201c<\/p>\n Bridie nodded while she wondered what that had to do with her, she spooned the food into the little boys mouth and glanced over at the doorway, where Mrs Davenport was staring hungrily at the food and her sharp eyes were darting from the fire to the filled coal bucket. The pinch of hunger and cold was as evident on her face as was her misery at seeing herself left out.<\/p>\n \u201cLook, without being rude, Mr DeQuille, you can see how it is here? Poor people need help, but they\u2019ve got their pride they don\u2019t want to take charity. Comes a time though when it has to be accepted.\u201d<\/p>\n Dan looked at Gladys who didn\u2019t look particularly happy or grateful at the kindness shown to her, just very uncomfortable and embarrassed. Bridet sighed and gestured to Mrs Davenport to come inside and close the door behind her, the more vocal in the group outside protested but Mrs Davenport was happy to oblige and sat down at the table, she took hold of Gladys\u2019 free hand \u201cIt\u2019s not easy you know, to accept other folks handouts, is it my dear.\u201d<\/p>\n Dan pursed his lips as he watched the way she grabbed at the bowl of food and began to eat it, he looked at Bridie \u201cWhere did the food come from?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThe Ponderosa. The coal came from Mr Jackson who kindly donated it.\u201d she sighed, \u201cIt\u2019s all very good giving folk a decent home when their place burned down, but it brings a responsibility with it, one that some of these people can\u2019t fulfil.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHow do you mean?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cRent for one. Keeping warm, getting food .. .. And if they can\u2019t manage to pay up then they lose what they\u2019ve been given anyway.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSurely there\u2019s more than enough work for them to pick up enough money to pay for everything? They need not live such a life as this.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSome of these women were too young to get work when they married, now they have young children and who\u2019s to look after them if they get a job? There\u2019s women here whose husbands were miners, they don\u2019t know how to mine, they can\u2019t take their husbands places .. Who is there to support them now?\u201d<\/p>\n Dan DeQuille sighed and took out his pencil and notepad, he turned over the pages until he came to an empty one and looked at the three women, the two children, at the faces pressed up against the window \u2026 he wrote down a heading \u201cCharity starts at home \u2026\u201d then licked his pencil nib and began to write. Olivia hadn\u2019t gone into town with her sisters in law as there was work to do at home, and she needed time with Sofia. Adam had been patient in listening to the latest of Sofia\u2019s misdeeds and had looked at the girl with a dark eye and thin mouth, but had held back from saying anything upon Olivia\u2019s insistence that she would deal with it.<\/p>\n Work at the lumber camp had been hard going, with winter setting in there would soon only be a skeleton crew there and that mainly to keep the place maintained and looked after. The contracts had needed to be fulfilled and he, Hoss and Ben had worked hard alongside the men to ensure that they were, wagonloads of lumber had been driven out to the assigned locations, and stacks of prime timber had been carefully stored \u2019under wraps\u2019 so that they could get an early start on work in the spring. He was bone weary and had listened to his wife with a patience that was partly feigned and partly frustrated. His acceptance of his wife\u2019s request was made because he feared he could have been overly severe in dealing with Sofia and instinct had warned him that a good tanning was not going to make the problem go away as easily as any of them would have wished.<\/p>\n Olivia looked at her daughter as the child drew pictures, she leaned over her shoulder and commended her for Sofia had a good eye and deft way of handling a pencil. Sofia glowed in the praise and gave her mother a special smile, while Olivia picked up Clarabelle and some wool and began to carefully sew on some \u2019new hair.\u2019 Sofia watched before saying \u201cClarabelle doesn\u2019t want yellow hair now.\u201d<\/p>\n Olivia nodded and smiled \u201cWhat colour would she prefer?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDaddy said that black hair would suit her better, it would be like Hannahs.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSofia, I don\u2019t mind giving Clara belle head of black hair if that is what you would like, but I do mind being told what to do by this daddy of yours\u2026\u201d she carefully began to snip off the remainder of Clarabelle\u2019s raggedy yellow hair, \u201cNow tell me, Sofia, who exactly is this daddy you keep talking about?\u201d<\/p>\n Sofia\u2019s eyes went round in her face and she looked amazed at her mother, \u201cBut daddy is daddy, he\u2019s Reuben\u2019s daddy, he\u2019s Robert.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cCome here,\u201d Olivia beckoned to the chair in which she was seated, large enough indeed for herself and her little girl, \u201cCome and sit with me. I think we should talk about this a little, don\u2019t you? After all, you never really have said much about him or why you suddenly feel the need to have him so involved in your life.\u201d<\/p>\n Sofia sighed and looked up at Olivia with a quizzical expression in her eyes, then she turned away to stare at the fire, \u201cDaddy is just daddy. He\u2019s my best friend.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, he\u2019s not. Your daddy never knew you, Sofia, and now that he\u2019s gone away you won\u2019t know him. He won\u2019t know you. He can\u2019t tell you what to do, or what to think because he doesn\u2019t exist. Do you understand what I\u2019m saying?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe does exist, he is here, he does talk to me.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, he doesn\u2019t, he can\u2019t. The only daddy you have is Adam Cartwright, he\u2019s the best daddy in all t he world to you and Reuben.\u201d she sighed and put out a hand to stroke the child\u2019s cheek, \u201cSofia, don\u2019t you love Adam any more?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, but he\u2019s not daddy.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe is your daddy now. He\u2019s Reuben\u2019s daddy and he\u2019ll be the baby\u2019s daddy as well. Aren\u2019t you glad to be living here with Gran\u2019pa, with uncles and aunts near by and cousins?\u201d<\/p>\n She nodded and looked thoughtful, \u201cI love Gran\u2019pa.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou\u2019ve always loved him, ever since you met him two years ago, but before that you didn\u2019t know he existed. Your daddy Roberts father died, he was your real granpa, and you never knew him either, Rupert Phillips was a lovely man, you would have loved him as well.\u201d she sighed, and looked at Sofia again noting the pout of a mouth, the slight furrow between the eyes \u201cBen isn\u2019t your real gran\u2019pa now, is he?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe is.\u201d Sofia replied with dogged insistence.<\/p>\n Olivia shook her head in impatience and was about to discuss the matter from a different angle when there came a knock on the door, and within minutes Cheng Ho Lee was standing by their side telling them there was a gentleman outside. \u201cHe is asking to see the Commodore.\u201d<\/p>\n Chapter 78<\/p>\n Olivia sat without moving and Sofia\u2019s eyes went as round as pebbles as she looked from Cheng Ho Lee to her mother and back again. It was obvious to the child that her mother was not relishing a visit from anyone associated with The Commodore.<\/p>\n Olivia nodded slowly \u201cOf course, Cheng Ho Lee, invite him in and – please – make some coffee.\u201d<\/p>\n Even to Olivia it seemed as though her voice was smothered in a thick blanket and she cleared her throat before standing up to greet this visitor who entered the room, removed his hat and brushed back a lock of unruly hair from his brow with an impatience that was both boyish and endearing. Olivia felt herself relaxing slightly and approached with a smile \u201cLord Willoughby?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAs ever, Mrs Cartwright.\u201d Laurence gave a wide smile and drew nearer, took her hand and shook it before bending into a slight but very British bow, \u201cI see you are looking very well.\u201d<\/p>\n She laughed and shook her head \u201cIf you say so, how pleasant to see you here again. You remember Sofia, don\u2019t you?\u201d<\/p>\n Laurence laughed his easy going chuckle as he looked at the little girl \u201cAs if anyone could forget Sofia. And how is our princess today?\u201d<\/p>\n She looked at him with a slight furrow of the smooth brow and then nodded, smiled and replied that she was very well thank you very much, while all she time she wondered who he was and why he was there. Olivia was sitting down again while Laurence found himself a chair \u201cIs Adam home,?\u201d<\/p>\n The directness of his question brought a niggle of fear back to Olivia\u2019s mind and she shook her head before asking him why he has asked for the Commodore, to which he explained that whenever he had seen Adam previously it was when he was acting in that capacity. He had thought it would give his old friend a bit of a jolt to tease him a little \u201cAfter all, this easy living on the Ponderosa could make him far too comfortable and not want to go to sea again.\u201d<\/p>\n She laughed at that, which surprised Sofia who thought he deserved a slap for giving her mother such a worry. \u201cWell, I doubt if Adam would have been particularly worried, just very pleased to see you again. How is Rachel?\u201d she smiled as she asked, always mindful that this young lady had at one time travelled from Egypt to America in order to ensnare Adam Cartwright into marriage. Perhaps Laurence remembered it too for his smile was now more cynical than mocking<\/p>\n \u201cMy wife is very well, thank you. She has recently presented me with a beautiful daughter,\u201d he smiled at Sofia, \u201cI\u2019m hoping she\u2019ll grow up to be as pretty as you, Miss Sofia.\u201d<\/p>\n Olivia offered her congratulations and listened to Laurence as he praised his wife and lauded his daughter until Cheng Ho Lee appeared and set down the fixings for coffee. Conversation turned to other topics as coffee was poured for the adults and Sofia was given a glass of lemonade. All the while the true purpose of the visit was left unmentioned and perhaps deliberately so for Laurence\u2019s eyes twinkled every so often as though he were hugging a big secret to himself which he had no intention to divulge until he alone was ready to do so.<\/p>\n The chatter was beginning to lapse a little when there was the sound of horses approaching and Olivia smiled – with some relief – and turned to her guest \u201cThat\u2019s Adam now, he\u2019ll be so surprised to see you.\u201d<\/p>\n Laurence smiled and was on his feet facing the door as Adam and Ben entered the room. \u201cCommodore Cartwright I presume?\u201d Laurence said over loudly and both men turned towards the speaker in rather concerned surprise before recognition spread over Adam\u2019s face and his smile made the dark eyes twinkle.<\/p>\n \u201cLaurence Willoughy,\u201d he exclaimed and held out his hand to be shaken by the younger man, he turned to his father \u201cPa, you remember Laurence? He and his wife attended our wedding and I believe painted several pictures of the Ponderosa.\u201d<\/p>\n Ben smiled and shook Laurence\u2019s hand \u201cI remember you well. How are you?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cVery well, sir.\u201d Laurence replied and stepped back as Adam, after removing his hat and gun belt now approached his wife, kissed her gently and smiled into her anxious eyes as though to reassure her that all was well.<\/p>\n Mindful of Sofia sitting next to her mother Adam swung her up and upon sitting down gently lowered her into his lap, bestowing a smile upon her which was warmly reciprocated. Ben lowered himself into a hard backed chair and waited to hear what this visitor had to say for himself.<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019ve a daughter, Adam. As pretty as her mother.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cCongratulations, then she must be a very pretty child indeed.\u201d Adam smiled and thought very fleetingly of Rachel before turning to Ben, \u201cLaurence met his wife when we were in Egypt.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOf course, I remember Adam telling us about his adventures there\u2026.\u201d Ben said and narrowed his eyes and firmed his lips as though to prepare himself for the worse. He looked at Olivia and sensed that she was preparing herself in like manner.<\/p>\n Sofia was sitting with her head upon Adam\u2019s chest. The warmth of his body and the beat of his heart was soothing and pleasant, as well as reassuring and safe. It made her recall times over the past few years since she had known him and how much she had loved being near him. She sighed contentedly and allowed the adult conversation to flow over her head.<\/p>\n \u201cDid you get my letter, Adam?\u201d Laurence asked now just as Cheng Ho Lee brought fresh coffee for his master and Ben.<\/p>\n \u201cI did, thank you.\u201d Adam replied slowly and if he noticed his fathers quick glance in his direction, chose to ignore it. \u201cSo – you have been back to Egypt and seen Said and Anna?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, and everything is going very well there. The economy is struggling slightly but British and American interests are holding their own. Said is instrumental in maintaining the balance, thankfully. Since Ismail, his cousin, was deposed there has been room for Said to show his talents, and he has done well.\u201d<\/p>\n Ben set down his cup rather loudly upon its saucer, \u201cAnd what has that to do with Adam?\u201d<\/p>\n Laurence smiled, nodded his head at Ben and winked over at Adam \u201cWell, not much just now, sir. But when Adam was in Egypt he helped Said Hassim very much, saved his life in a way, and he has never forgotten it. He wanted to repay you for all that you had done, and I have been asked to represent my brother in law in bringing his thank you gift to you.\u201d<\/p>\n Sofia sat up at mention of a gift and looked at Laurence with renewed interest \u201cA present? What is it?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAh, well, now -\u201d Laurence chuckled and stood up \u201c I should think it is about to arrive now by the sound of things outside.\u201d<\/p>\n It was true to say there had been the sound of horses arriving in the yard, but that was nothing unusual in that household, there were often ranch hands or family or guests riding in and out. Adam frowned slightly \u201cIt isn\u2019t an elephant is it?\u201d<\/p>\n Sofia grabbed his hand tightly \u201cAn elephant, oh that would be exciting.\u201d<\/p>\n Ben shook his head \u201cI can assure you, my dear, it would not !\u201d and speaking as a man of authority on the subject he rose to his feet and followed Laurence, Adam and Olivia to the door, Sofia ran ahead, eager to see what this gift could possibly be \u2026<\/p>\n By the time they were in the yard a small group of ranch hands had gathered, curious to discover what had arrived or rather – for the subject was pretty obvious as it arrived in a horse box of good size – what breed of animal was about to be presented. Hoss galloped into the yard and pushed back his hat in amusement as he slowly dismounted and ambled his way towards his father, brother and niece. He shook Laurence\u2019s hand \u201cHey, good to see you again, M\u2019Lord.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cPlain Laurence will do just as well, thank you, Hoss.\u201d came the chuckled response before Laurence stepped forward to assist the groom who was walking to the back of the vehicle to unfasten the door.<\/p>\n Everyone craned forward a step or two and as the doors swung open and the groom disappeared Laurence turned to his audience and addressed Adam \u201cSaid remembered how much you loved horses and would go to the auction rooms every day, particularly one day always stuck in his mind, when you stopped a runaway horse.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam grimaced and rubbed his jaw with his hand, \u201cHer – hummm\u201d he mumbled although with a wink at Olivia.<\/p>\n \u201cAnyway, he wanted you to accept this gift from him and his wife with grateful thanks. She\u2019s three years old now, but he has cared for her with you in mind, his grooms were ordered only to speak English around her so that she would not be confused by a change in language. She\u2019s a beauty, Adam \u2026\u201d his voice trailed off as the groom now brought from the interior of the horse box a horse that was, indeed, a beauty.<\/p>\n \u201cWow,\u201d Hoss breathed as though saying it any louder would be sacrilege \u201cThat\u2019 what I call a horse!\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWait till Joe see\u2019s her,\u201d Adam said quietly and walked towards the beauty in order to examine her more closely, he raised his hand to stroke her muzzle and was more than pleased that apart from pulling back her head initially she then brought it forward to be touched.<\/p>\n \u201cThat, young man,\u201d Ben said to Laurence \u201cis what I call a regular hay burner.\u201d he grinned slightly as he passed his hand across his mouth \u201cTake it from someone who knows!\u201d<\/p>\n Hoss chuckled at that but walked towards the horse and stood beside Adam as he also surveyed the animal. Like many of her breed she had a compact body with well sloping shoulders and powerful hindquarters. True to most of her breed she stood at between 14 to 15 hands. Roan by colour with no distinguishing white markings .<\/p>\n \u201cShe\u2019s got a good pedigree, Adam, Said wanted you to have the best.\u201d Laurence now said and took a leather briefcase from the groom which he handed to the other man who was passing his hand down the animals neck beneath her silky mane and smiling down at Sofia who was standing beside him with eyes filled with wonder. \u201cHe made a thorough check on her record, who her sire and dam were, he wanted you to know how much he valued your friendship.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam nodded, and it was Ben who took the briefcase to open it and take out the rolled parchment, he whistled slightly beneath his breath and nodded in appreciation. Laurence now cleared his throat \u201cHowever, there is something I should add\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cGo on?\u201d Adam smiled with some slight bemusement<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m afraid that Her Highness here wasn\u2019t too careful with whom she got friendly at sometime or other. Apparently there was a fire in the stables, and during the resulting mayhem she – er – met up with a stallion and presented us with a son during the trip over. Said found it rather amusing to be sending you a gift with a little something extra.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam laughed, Hoss chortled \u201cWell, it was rather obvious, Laurence. So where is he?\u201d<\/p>\n Laurence laughed now and signed to the groom to bring forward to little foal who emerged all legs and head, Sofia squealed with delight and clapped her hands together, \u201cOh is it mine. Can I keep him.\u201d<\/p>\n The little horse was totally disinterested in his audience as he headed straight for his mothers side and proceeded to suckle. He was roan in colour like her with white stockings on his hind legs. His fathers origins showed in the longer back and broader head, apart from that he was a delight to the eye. \u201cDoes Said know who sired this – er – hidden extra?\u201d Ben asked as he walked around and around the two animals with a critical eye.<\/p>\n Laurence pulled a face indicating that he did not, \u201cAll I can tell you is that he was not a pedigree like her, took advantage of her when no one was there to keep her safe unfortunately.\u201d and he stroked the sleek neck of the mare, \u201cShe was young to have her first but managed the delivery well, and during not the best conditions at sea I have to say.\u201d<\/p>\n The ranch hands were dispersing now to their duties, and Olivia put a hand on Sofia\u2019s shoulder to draw her back away from the horses as she feared the girl was getting too close. Sofia looked up at her with large appealing eyes \u201cOh Mommy, please let me have him, please let him be mine.\u201d<\/p>\n Olivia glanced over at Adam who had caught his daughters words, he merely raised his eyebrows and then returned to looking the horse over before joining in conversation with his father, brother and Laurence as they read through her chart.<\/p>\n When Olivia turned to go back to the house Sofia lingered before slowly drifting to wards her grandfather and sidling up to him and slipping her hand into his, when he looked down and grinned at her in his usual warm manner she couldn\u2019t help but feel that just at that moment everything was perfect in her world. If Gran\u2019pa could tell Adam to give Sofia the little baby horse then she just knew it would be hers \u2026 so long, Buster !<\/p>\n \u201cWhat\u2019s her name?\u201d Hoss wanted to know after running his hands down the length of her legs and now straightening up again to his full height.<\/p>\n \u201cShe was called Kamille, in Arabic that means Perfection.\u201d Laurence smiled and looked at Sofia, \u201cYou think she\u2019s perfect don\u2019t you?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, but what\u2019s the baby\u2019s name?\u201d she said daring now to put out a hand and touch the little colts nose as he peeked from behind his mother\u2019s back legs.<\/p>\n \u201cAh,\u201d Laurence shook his head, \u201cArabs don\u2019t name the foals, although of course there was no Arab around when this one was born out at sea en route to San Francisco Bay. It\u2019s considered very wrong to name a foal, it\u2019s for his owner to do that \u2026\u201d he smiled at her and then looked at Adam who was stroking his chin and in deep thought.<\/p>\n Adam noticed his friend observing him and nodded, \u201cWell, we\u2019ll give it some consideration,\u201d he said quietly and placed his hand upon Sofia\u2019s shoulder before calling to Hank to take care of the animals, he looked at Laurence\u2019s groom to imply he was to go with the ranch hand and then turned Sofia away so that they all returned to the house.<\/p>\n \u201cShucks, can\u2019t wait to hear what Joe thinks of her,\u201d Hoss breathed, \u201cKinda like having Saturn back.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cKinda?\u201d Adam quipped with a wry twist to his lips and a twinkle to his eyes as he teased but Hoss gave his booming laugh and wrapped his arm around his brother\u2019s shoulders before addressing Laurence \u201cDid my brother ever tell you about the day we nearly ruined ourselves buying a hay burner? We were sure gonna clean up at the town race and -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBest quit while you\u2019re ahead, brother.\u201d Adam interjected with a stern look on his face \u201cI have a very good memory of how that day ended.\u201d<\/p>\n Ben and Hoss exchanged glances before laughing heartily which rather amused Sofia who wondered why her father didn\u2019t appear to be enjoying the joke so much, even though he did smile and wink over at Laurence.<\/p>\n Chapter 79<\/p>\n How the time dragged for one little girl who so wanted to show off the little colt to her brother and claim him as her own. She fidgeted more than she should have done, which earned her a reproving glare from her mother. She sighed and rolled her eyes and lolled about in the big arm chair until Ben asked her if she was alright and so she sat on his lap and tried very hard to sit still while the adults around her talked \u2026 and talked.<\/p>\n \u201cGranpa\u201d she whispered looking up into his face and wondering if he would hear her because she really wanted him to listen<\/p>\n \u201cYes, sweetheart?\u201d<\/p>\n She sighed \u201cGranpa, don\u2019t you think that little baby horse was beautiful?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe was a pretty little thing, \u201c Ben smiled and turned dark eyes to observe her, \u201cHave you thought of a name for him?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIf I did, would that mean he was mine?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell, no, not exactly, that would be up to your daddy to decide.\u201d<\/p>\n She looked at him intently and smiled, \u201cYes,\u201d she said very decisively, \u201cIt would be, wouldn\u2019t it?\u201d<\/p>\n Ben merely nodded and resumed his attention on the conversation between Laurence and Adam. For a moment he sat there looking thoughtfully at each one there, his son of course, and the younger man, Laurence, and then Olivia. He was about to speak when Sofia tugged his jacket for attention \u201cGranpa?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat is it, Sofia?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThe little horse is to small for Reuben to ride isn\u2019t he?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m afraid he\u2019s too small for anyone to ride just yet.\u201d Ben replied and smiled slowly, \u201cHe\u2019ll need a lot of training, a lot of time spent on him.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI don\u2019t go to school, I\u2019ve all the time in the world, I can feed him carrots every day, and he will grow to love me, won\u2019t he?\u201d<\/p>\n Ben nodded \u201cI think he\u2019ll love the carrots more than anything.\u201d<\/p>\n It wasn\u2019t quite the answer she wanted and restless once again she slid from his lap and hurried to the window that looked out over the yard. There was the wagon turning in from the track with Hank and Reuben on board. With a squeal of delight and ignoring Olivia\u2019s \u201cSofia -\u201d she ran to the door and out onto the porch, \u201cReuben, Reuben, come and see what I\u2019ve got to show you.\u201d<\/p>\n Reuben clambered down with a slight scowl on his face, if this was about that ugly old doll again he would be SO mad! He shrugged his shoulders and succeeded in raising one eyebrow just like Pa \u201cWhat is it, Sofee, hurry up, I\u2019ve homework to do.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cCome with me then,\u201d and grabbing at his hand she pulled him towards the stable.<\/p>\n The horse and her colt were in a stall together, and both turned their heads to the sound of the doors opening and the light that subsequently shone through, their large liquid brown eyes gazed solemnly at the two children before the mare returned to eating the hay from the feedbag hanging from the nail. The colt skeetered on its long legs to hide behind its mother as though these two small creatures posed some threat to it.<\/p>\n \u201cOh my -\u201d Reuben gasped in a long drawn out sigh \u201cOh my.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAren\u2019t they lovely? Isn\u2019t he cute as anything? He\u2019s going to be mine, Reuben.\u201d<\/p>\n Her brother went immediately on the defensive \u201cWho said so?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDaddy.\u201d Sofia promptly replied and leaned against the bars of the stall, she pushed her arm through and wiggled her fingers which the colt tentatively sniffed before backing away \u201cDaddy said this is my own horse. I don\u2019t have to have Buster.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAw, cut it out, sis, you\u2019re just being stupid now. You can\u2019t ride that baby for years yet.\u201d<\/p>\n The scorn in her brothers voice needled Sofia into immediate action as she turned to face him, her hands on her hips and her face screwed up in a look of intense scorn \u201cI know that, but when he is old enough he\u2019s going to be my horse. I\u2019m gonna feed him carrots and apples and he\u2019s going to love me and be mine. Not yours. You\u2019ve got Buster.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cPa won\u2019t let you have that horse anyway.\u201d Reuben replied lowering his face closer to her own \u201cYou\u2019re just a baby yourself and you -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m not, I\u2019m not \u2026\u201d she shrieked and pushing hard at him she turned away and ran from the stables in a flurry of skirts and knickerbockers. Reuben landed heavily upon the straw strewn floor and his head went with a thwack on the hard ground, so that for a moment or two he remained where he was, stunned slightly and blinking like an owl.<\/p>\n Strong hands under his arm pits lifted him to his feet \u201cC\u2019mon, son, up you come.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cPa?\u201d he blinked and rubbed his head as Adam got him standing upright and slowly brushed away straw from his clothing, \u201cSofia pushed me over \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI know, I saw and heard everything.\u201d Adam replied quietly, and bent himself low enough for his face to be level with the boys \u201cHow\u2019s your head? Alright is it?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSure, Pa. I got a bump coming up\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cReally? Let me see?\u201d and very gently he ran his fingers along Reubens skull \u201cMmm, looks like a good one there, best get some ice on it. Come on, let\u2019s go and get this sorted out. Ma will give you something to make sure you don\u2019t get a headache.\u201d<\/p>\n With a groan Reuben picked up his books that had tumbled onto the floor during his fall, \u201cPa, the horse is a beauty, where did you get her from?\u201d<\/p>\n Adam smiled and once Reuben had slipped through the stable door closed it carefully behind them, together they walked back to the house. The slight pressure of Adams hand upon his shoulder giving Reuben a sense of peace, security.<\/p>\n \u201cShe\u2019s a gift from a friend in Eygpt.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh, I remember, you had a letter a long time ago about it, didn\u2019t you?\u201d Reuben looked up at his Pa and smiled, the thought that his Pa had a friend so far away who had thought to send him such a beautiful gift touched his heart with pride in the man.<\/p>\n \u201cThat\u2019s right, her name is Kamille, and she\u2019s a thoroughbred Arabian, one of the best lines you can get in a horse.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh wow, Pa, what did you do for your friend for him to want to send you a present like that?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell, it\u2019s a long story, perhaps one day I\u2019ll tell you all about it.\u201d he gently pushed the boy into the house and on through to the main room \u201cLaurence, this is my son, Reuben. Reuben, this is Lord Laurence Willoughby.\u201d<\/p>\n Reuben smiled \u201cHow do you do , sir.\u201d he extended his hand which Laurence shook very gravely \u201cThat sure is a great horse you brought over for Pa.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m glad you like her, Reuben.\u201d Laurence replied and smiled, caught Adams eye and nodded as though he were letting his friend know that his son met with approval.<\/p>\n Sofia was again sitting on Ben\u2019s lap, Hoss had long returned to his own home, and Ben was enjoying having an opportunity to spend time at Adams home and especially with Laurence being there as well. He gave Reuben a hug and asked how he had got on at school while Sofia sat and gave her brother a long hard glare. Both were relieved when Olivia called Reuben to the kitchen where she deftly applied some first aid to the bump and checked the boy over for any other \u2018damage,\u2019 despite his squirming and protesting.<\/p>\n Laurence was to stay for the evening in the guest room, his departure was due the following day so while Adam , Ben and Laurence made the most of their time together Olivia oversaw the childrens preparation for bed.<\/p>\n Sitting beside her daughters bed Olivia picked up a book to read but before she could start reading Sofia sat up and asked her if she could have the colt as her own. \u201cI want to name him, and then he\u2019ll be mine, won\u2019t he, mommy.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, I don\u2019t think so, Sofia. The colt is part of the present that was sent to daddy. It is up to him to decide what happens to the colt and its mother.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBut why can\u2019t I have the colt? I\u2019m only a little girl, and he\u2019s only a little horse. We match, don\u2019t we?\u201d<\/p>\n Olivia frowned and looked at the earnest little face with the intense blue eyes gazing up at her with such longing and love, she gently smoothed back some hair from her daughter\u2019s brow and sighed \u201cWe can\u2019t always have what we want just because we want it or even because we think we have a right to it. Daddy may have other plans for the little horse.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDaddy would want me to have the horse, he says I don\u2019t have to have Buster.\u201d she pouted, her brows knitted together and her brow furrowed<\/p>\n \u201cNow listen to me, Sofia. I want you to stop this nonsense right this moment, do you understand? You only have one father, and that\u2019s Adam. He\u2019s your daddy, he loves and provides for you. Robert isn\u2019t here to be able to provide for me or you or Reuben any more. He was a good kind man, but he isn\u2019t here now, do you hear me?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, but -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo but\u2019s, no but\u2019s, Sofia.\u201d she closed her eyes, she was too tired for all this nonsense, and she was also tired of hearing it, of being reminded that she had had a husband called Robert who was no longer sharing her life no matter how kind and good he was\u2026. \u201cRobert is dead. He isn\u2019t here, he can\u2019t help you, or me, or Reuben. Now, Sofia, the man who does help us, cares and loves us, is downstairs, That is your daddy now, he loves you, he deserves to be loved by you. Is that too much to ask?\u201d<\/p>\n Sofia looked at her mother with her head slightly to one side as though she had never seen this woman before, she sighed and nodded. Olivia nodded in return, straightened the bed clothes and kissed her daughter on the brow \u201cI love you, pumpkin.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI love you too, mommy.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAnd no more nonsense about Robert?\u201d Olivia raised her eyebrows and looked intently at Sofias innocent sweet face, the child blinked and nodded once again. \u201cThat\u2019s a good girl. Good night, sweetheart.\u201d<\/p>\n Once outside the childs room Olivia paused a while to think over what had been said. Punishment for her misconduct had been swiftly and privately applied, not by Adam but by Olivia herself and away from the presence of Ben and Laurence in order to spare the child any humiliation. It had been hard for Olivia just as it had been for Sofia, but the whole matter was becoming worriesome to a woman who had never experienced bad behaviour from Sofia before, nor had to handle such a delicate situation as this almost obsessed relationship the child had developed for her fleshly father.<\/p>\n Olivia took a deep breath, smoothed her hand over her skirts as though to tell the infant within her to calm down, and feeling sufficiently composed, made her way to Reuben’s room.<\/p>\n The boy was putting finishing touches to his essay and with a smile at his mother closed the book and hurried into bed. Olivia shook her head \u201cYou should have finished that before now.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI know, but there was so much happening, Ma.\u201d<\/p>\n She ruffled his hair and then winced as he groaned and pushed her hand away \u201cOh sorry, son, I forgot about your bump. How does it feel?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019ll be alright, just a big sore right now. Ma, what is Pa going to do with that colt?\u201d<\/p>\n Olivia sighed \u201cI don\u2019t know yet, we haven\u2019t discussed it. It\u2019s a pretty little thing, isn\u2019t it?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSure is, Sofia says it\u2019s hers.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSofia\u2019s wrong, it\u2019s Pa\u2019s.\u201d she leaned forward and kissed him on the brow \u201cGoodnight, don\u2019t forget to say your prayers.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI won\u2019t, goodnight Ma.\u201d<\/p>\n The light slowly faded from the room as she closed the door behind her. For a while Reuben lay on his back in the bed, his arms folded behind his head. He thought of the little colt, that inquisitive little face and the big black eyes that had looked at them from the safety of its mothers side. He smiled slowly, he had never seen such a pretty sight, as his eyes gradually got heavier he thought of the fun he would have rearing it, seeing it grow, watching those long spindly legs growing stronger, firmer. He was dreaming of racing it through town even before his eyes had fully closed.<\/p>\n Chapter 80<\/p>\n \u201cAnd where do you think you are going?\u201d<\/p>\n Adam\u2019s deep voice coming from the direction of the kitchen door made the little girl jump. The apple in her hand dropped onto the floor and rolled under the kitchen table until it stopped close to Adam\u2019s foot. He picked it up and looked at her sternly, his eyebrows raised and lips pursed. \u201cI asked you a question, young lady?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI – I was just going to see the baby horse.\u201d Sofia stammered standing very straight, her shoulders back and her hands behind her back. She fiddled her fingers round and round, and tried not to look awkward or embarrassed but beneath the gaze of those dark eyes she faltered and lowered her own.<\/p>\n Adam shook his head, behind him Reuben entered the kitchen, he looked from Sofia to Adam and decided not to mention anything about apples or horses. Instead he carefully backed out of the room and made his way to the bathroom.<\/p>\n \u201cSofia, you are not going to see that colt, or go into the stables, until I tell you that you can, do you understand?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBut, Pa, Rueben had \u2026\u201d a tear moistened her eyes, she looked up at him and then bowed her head again. \u201cReuben saw him\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cReuben has chores to do, he has a horse of his own to look after, young lady. Have you done your chores yet?\u201d he stepped forward and placed the apple on the draining board.<\/p>\n \u201cNo, I was going to go and do them after I\u2019d seen the little colt.\u201d she whispered the words so that he had lower his head to hear her.<\/p>\n \u201cYou\u2019ll do them with Ma after breakfast.\u201d Adam replied , \u201cNow sit down while we wait for her and Reuben.\u201d<\/p>\n He looked at her thoughtfully as she pulled out her chair and slowly sat down. He could sense the tension in her, the dismay and frustration, even the anger, it was almost billowing out of her body like steam. Her pretty face was compressed into a scowl of all her feelings and for a moment he felt quite sorry for her so in order to pacify the child he placed a gentle hand on her shoulder \u201cSofia, you can\u2019t lose your temper and hurt your brother when you don\u2019t get your own way all the time. It was wrong, and you have to be punished.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI was – Mommy told me off, she said I was naughty.\u201d Sofia hic-coughed and sniffed.<\/p>\n \u201cDon\u2019t you think you were naughty?\u201d<\/p>\n She said nothing, her head sunk a little lower and her bottom lip protruded a little further.<\/p>\n \u201cSofia?\u201d he asked again, gently \u201cDon\u2019t you think that pushing your brother and hurting him was naughty?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI didn\u2019t mean for him to fall down and bang his head.\u201d she looked up, a spark of defensiveness bringing colour to her cheeks, then she blinked and a tear escaped from her eyes, \u201cI did say sorry.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI \u2018m glad to hear it,\u201d Adam said and turned towards the door as Olivia came into the room followed by Reuben. Olivia smiled at them all, kissed Adams cheek and sat down, if she noticed anything amiss she didn\u2019t refer to it, but instead poured out the coffee, then the milk for the children<\/p>\n \u201cWhat will you be doing today, sweetheart?\u201d Adam asked her quietly although his mind was still on the matter concerning Sofia.<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m going with Bridie and Mary Ann into town. We want to see Dan DeQuille again, and see what he\u2019s written.\u201d she looked at her daughter and smiled, \u201cI thought Sofia could go and play with Hannah as Hester won\u2019t be coming with us.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWill you be going to visit Mark Whitten\u2019s wife?\u201d Adam cut through his ham which he chewed slowly as though his mind was on other things, which it was.<\/p>\n \u201cYes, Bridie want\u2019s us to visit a number of deserving ladies while we\u2019re in town.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThen perhaps Sofia should go with you.\u201d Adam suggested quietly as he reached out for some bread, and looked quickly at his wife before continuing with his meal.<\/p>\n Olivia interpreted his glance correctly and frowned slightly, looked at her daughter and then at Adam, neither of whom were looking at her but keeping their eyes on their food. Reuben, all ears and eating as quietly as possible in order not to miss anything, glanced at them both and then looked at Olivia who now nodded \u201cYes, that would be a good idea.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam now looked at the little girl who sat as though frozen to her seat, \u201cIt\u2019ll be good for you, Sofia, and when I get back this evening you can tell me all about it.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI – I don\u2019t want to go.\u201d Sofia whimpered and looked appealingly at Olivia, two tears trickled down her cheeks. \u201cPlease, mommy, let me go and play with Hannah. I promise not to be naughty again.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, Sofia,\u201d Olivia shook her head sternly, \u201cThat\u2019s enough of your nonsense, you can\u2019t expect to have your own way all the time. You\u2019re old enough now to start learning just what a responsibility you have in life, not just to yourself but to others.\u201d<\/p>\n Sofia looked at Reuben who raised his eyebrows at her and continued to eat his food as though he were perfectly happy with his lot in life. \u201cBut Pa said that I can\u2019t go and see the colt, and I\u2019ve chores to do and \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThen you\u2019ll do as your father tells you, Sofia, and stop crying.\u201d Olivia said with a firmness in her gentle voice, \u201cFinish your food now and don\u2019t waste it. The children you\u2019ll see today would be grateful to have so much in their bowls.\u201d<\/p>\n Sofia hung her head and cried, in fact, she bawled and rubbed her eyes until they were sore and swollen. Adam rolled his eyes and stood up, pulled her chair away from the table and turned it so that it was facing him, he leaned down so that his face was close to her own and raised hers by placing a finger under her chin. \u201cSofia, stop this crying right this instance and start behaving like the good little girl you\u2019ve always been.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI – I can\u2019t \u2026\u201d she blubbed and squeezed out two more tears.<\/p>\n \u201cSofia, you have no reason for these tears, so stop right now.\u201d<\/p>\n She sniffed, looked up at him and wiped her eyes. Very carefully he turned the chair back and pushed it closer to the table again \u201cNow eat your food up, like a good girl.\u201d<\/p>\n She didn\u2019t feel like a good girl, she didn\u2019t want to be a good girl. She wanted to scream, shout and stamp her feet but then her tummy rumbled and betrayed her. She was hungry. With a sigh she picked up her spoon and began to eat. Reuben pushed away his plate and excused himself from the table, it was time for him to go to school and after bidding everyone good bye he walked quickly to the door.<\/p>\n Adam watched him go and then with a sigh emptied his cup and stood up, he smiled then and pushed his chair beneath the table and walked to his wife, squatted down a little and took her hands in his \u201cHow do you feel? Alright? You sure you\u2019ll be alright going into town, the weather looks colder today.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019ll be fine, there\u2019s no need for you to worry about me. Anyway, I\u2019ll have Sofia to look after me, as well as Bridie and Mary Ann.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m going to call in and see Joe , then I\u2019ll be collecting Laurence and taking him to see some of the Ponderosa. He\u2019ll be leaving this afternoon so I may see you in town later.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThat\u2019ll be good, take care\u2026\u201d she touched his face fondly with her fingers and smiled before leaning down to kiss him.<\/p>\n He straightened up then and dropped a kiss on the top of Sofia\u2019s head before leaving the room. They heard his firm footsteps as he crossed the other room and then the door close behind him. Clementine Hawkins adjusted her spectacles and re-read the newspaper article. It was wonderful, she thought, the way DeQuille had with words. He made the plight of those women and children scream from the pages. She saw some of them in town and had never given them a second thought, never noticed how threadbare their clothes, nor how empty their shopping baskets.<\/p>\n It gave her cause for thought and as she put the paper back down upon the table she leaned into her chair and after removing her glasses stared thoughtfully across the room. After remaining in this rather fixed position for some time she nodded to herself, a decision made, and without more ado she got up and went to her closet to choose which coat to wear before going out into the cold.<\/p>\n Her hand paused as it hovered over the garments and then she shook her head again. The power of words, she mused, here she was feeling guilty because she had more than three winter coats to choose from and with a sigh she picked out her favourite .<\/p>\n Mr and Mrs Garston read the article together over breakfast while Lucy, their daughter, quietly and daintily ate her food. \u201cWell, what do you think?\u201d Mr Garston asked of his wife who inclined her head thoughtfully, \u201cI think it is very well written. Perhaps a little too emotive.\u201d<\/p>\n Lucy glanced up and surveyed both her parents with a steady regard. She sighed, had the suggestions and opinions expressed come originally from them, she thought, there would be a far warmer response to what was a truly remarkable piece of journalism. Lucy was half in love with Daniel DeQuille.<\/p>\n \u201cI think it would be best to wait and see what happens next.\u201d Mr Garston weighed his words carefully, \u201cPoverty has always been a problem in every society, how it is dealt with depends on the – er – compassion of those a great deal better off than we are, my dear.\u201d<\/p>\n Lucy pushed her plate away and stood up, she excused herself, \u2019better off than we\u2019 she mused as she made her way to her room, well, that was one way her father would use to get off this particular \u2019hook\u2019. She sat by the window of her room and watched as people passed too and fro beneath her window, then with a sigh watched as the Ponderosa\u2019s four seater came into view with Mary Ann driving, Mrs Olivia Cartwright by her side with Bridie and the little girl in the seats behind them. Lucy Garston smiled, it would be interesting to be a fly on the wall now, she mused. \u201cIt\u2019s a beautiful article, Mr. DeQuille.\u201d Mary Ann said with more warmth in her voice than she had intended to use. \u201cYou have an excellent use of words.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m more than pleased that you find it so,\u201d Dan replied slightly mocking as he recalled this young lady had been the school teacher for some while. He looked at Olivia and then Bridie who was seated with the little girl standing close beside her, \u201cSo, what are you intending to do next?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWe thought we could organise a benefit.\u201d Olivia said quietly, \u201cIn two weeks time.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHere in town I presume or on the Ponderosa?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIn town, we want as many people to attend as possible.\u201d Mary Ann looked at Olivia who nodded, \u201cAnd we want to organise a means of getting regular meals to these women.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cA soup kitchen?\u201d Dan frowned slightly but Bridie was the one who answered now, with her arms folded across her chest she looked very much la femme formidable.<\/p>\n \u201cNo, we want them to retain some dignity, although -\u201d she paused \u201cit may be necessary if, in future, there becomes more of a necessity to care for these ones.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAnd\u201d Olivia leaned forward as she spoke \u201cclinic facilities. I read recently that in the big cities they have free clinics for those ones who need medical care.\u201d<\/p>\n Dan smiled, his lips twisted with slight cynicism, \u201cMrs Cartwright, we do have an excellent hospital here in Virginia City.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhich the poor can\u2019t afford.\u201d Olivia responded immediately and with a slight snap of green in her eyes, \u201cThat\u2019s the whole point, a clinic would ease the worry of mothers with sick children, of wives with dying husbands. We want you to write an article asking anyone, male or female, who has any medical knowledge to come forward to assist at the clinic.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAnd where will this clinic be -?\u201d<\/p>\n Mary Ann and Olivia glanced at one another doubtfully, but it was Bridie who now answered with \u201cI know the place, an ideal location. I\u2019ve already arranged a years rental on it.\u201d she stared at both women who looked at her open mouthed and then glared at Dan, \u201cIf you run the advertisement we can get it up and going almost immediately.\u201d<\/p>\n Dan looked at the three women thoughtfully, Bridie had obviously forged on ahead with the project with prior consent from the other two and he smiled patronisingly. \u201cVery well, a Benefit in town – I presume the town hall ? – in two or maybe three weeks time? And volunteers for the clinic.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAnd for help in the kitchens, we need that to provide food.\u201d Bridie said in an even tone of voice as though she were thinking hard on the subject as she spoke, \u201cAnd also, clothing, toys, anything that will make their lives easier, poor souls.\u201d<\/p>\n Dan pursed his lips \u201cYou know, you\u2019re taking a lot on yourselves. This is a big undertaking. \u201c he looked at Olivia and Mary Ann \u201cDo your husbands approve of this? I can\u2019t expect the financing of this project to come out of your housekeeping.\u201d<\/p>\n Olivia stood up with as much dignity as a woman nigh on 8 months pregnant could retain and looked down her nose at him \u201cHow it will be financed is really none of your business, Mr. DeQuille.\u201d<\/p>\n He smiled and nodded \u201cVery well. But should this newspaper wish to make a donation\u2026,?\u201d he raised a mocking eyebrow and was pleased to see her eyes twinkle and a smile touch her lips,<\/p>\n \u201cOh all donations will be very gratefully accepted, Mr. DeQuille.\u201d<\/p>\n Hands were shaken, smiles exchanged, the only one who left the office with grim features was Sofia.<\/p>\n Chapter 81<\/p>\n Joe heard the sound of his brother\u2019s voice from the room that overlooked the lake. When the door opened and Adam\u2019s head looked around to check if he was there or not, Joe gave a wide grin and a wave of the hand \u201cHey, brother, come on in here. Hoss called in last night with Laurence and told me all about your surprise gift\u2026well, both of them. Sounds like you got yourself a real gem of a horse there.\u201d<\/p>\n He indicated a chair which Adam settled down on, placed his hat on the chair opposite and leaned back with a smile \u201cShe\u2019s a beaut, Joe, and the colt\u2019s a strong sturdy creature.\u201d he looked sideways on at his brother before saying in a slow drawl, \u201cSo? How are you feeling? Not going crazy being shut in doors all the time, huh?\u201d<\/p>\n Joe shrugged \u201cMuch like you were the other year with your leg, never thought before how hard it must have been until these past few days. This wound sure got to me, Adam, I never realised I could feel so weak for so long.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell, I reckon that maybe you need to get out for a little, not too far, perhaps just a little prowl around outside, huh? How\u2019d you feel about that?\u201d<\/p>\n Joe\u2019s face lit up with delight at the thought of getting out of the house at last, it had seemed as though he was trapped in that bed, and then between the four walls for far longer than a human being should be forced to do so. He put out an arm \u201cJust get me up on my feet, Adam.\u201d<\/p>\n Momentarily Adam hesitated remembering when not so long ago he also had been too weak to do anything except at what seemed a snails\u2019 pace. His hesitation was not lost by his brother who asked, peevishly, if he was going to stand there all day while he waited for some help.<\/p>\n \u201cI hadn\u2019t realised you were still so weak, Joe.\u201d Adam explained as he gave his arm to his brother and helped him stand up. \u201cWhere\u2019s Daniel?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMary Ann took him to play with Hannah so I wouldn\u2019t have to worry about looking after him.\u201d Joe\u2019s lips narrowed, twisted a little as though the fact proved yet again how weak he was, he then shrugged \u201cIt won\u2019t be for much longer, Paul says I\u2019m getting better by the day.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cPerhaps we should leave it for today then, Joe. Look, how about I make us some coffee, I need some advice \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou? Needing advice from me?\u201d Joe laughed, not his usual warm chuckle that would have made his brother laugh along with him, but a laugh that brought a frown to Adams face from concern. \u201cNo, look, I need to get out of here, Adam. Just help me along. Remember how it was for you when you had all that time indoors because of your leg? You were glad to get out any chance you had, weren\u2019t you?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cTrue enough.\u201d Adam nodded and assisted his brother from the room through to the kitchen where it was obvious Joe needed to rest awhile. \u201cI think we\u2019ll have that coffee, Joe. We can talk a while and then when you\u2019ve got your second wind we can get out.\u201d<\/p>\n Joe ran a finger across his forehead beneath his hair line and taking a deep breath slowly lowered himself into the chair while Adam gave attention to making the coffee. Neither of them spoke for a while as Joe stared glumly at the floor wondering if he\u2019ll be able to make it outside and into the wagon, and Adam concentrated on getting cups and milk and coffee in the right order.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat do you want to talk about?\u201d Joe said finally when the silence had stretched to almost uncomfortable lengths.<\/p>\n \u201cSofia.\u201d Adam frowned and placed cups on the table, poured out the coffee and added some milk. \u201cI was more than sorry to hear about that incident with Danny.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHmm, she\u2019s changed.\u201d Joe said quietly, \u201cPerhaps that happens with children at that age. Reuben was quite a handful at first, wasn\u2019t he?\u201d<\/p>\n Adam took a gulp of the coffee and swallowed it slowly while he looked over at the view from the window, he nodded equally as slowly, \u201cYes, but I expected it from him, in fact, I expected it from them both and was just relieved that Sofia was so sweet and happy.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell, she confused me the other day when I saw her. One moment she was talking about daddy, which I thought was you, then about Pa, and between the two of them I wondered if even she knew what or who she was talking about.\u201d he leaned forward and ladled sugar into the cup, \u201cSo what\u2019s been going on?\u201d<\/p>\n Adam said nothing for a moment although his frown deepened, he sighed \u201cShe seems to have decided that Robert – her fleshly father – is the most important person in her life at the moment. Of course \u2018daddy\u2019\u201d (and he said the word as though through gritted teeth) \u201clets Sofia do whatever she wishes, and tells her that she doesn\u2019t have to do any of the things that we ask of her. So it seems a constant tug of war going on just now, especially now that the colt has arrived.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAh, the green eyed monster -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat?\u201d Adam paused, the cup half way to his mouth, and then nodded \u201cOh yes, well, perhaps. She\u2019s laid claim to the colt, anything rather than have to ride Buster.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBuster? Poor old Buster \u2026\u201d Joe eased himself into a more comfortable position, \u201cWhy don\u2019t you just take her into the barn and give her the discipline we would have got from Pa. He wouldn\u2019t have stood for any of that nonsense.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam smiled now and his eyes twinkled, \u201cWell, Pa\u2019s form of discipline wouldn\u2019t work so well on a girl. I\u2019ve had to tan her hide once and you\u2019ve never known anyone squirm so much, you\u2019d\u2019ve thought she had four legs and arms and squeal \u2026\u201d he laughed a little and shook his head, \u201cOr maybe it was me, I ain\u2019t used to giving girls a hiding.\u201d he sighed then, although his face still bore a grin as he looked at Joe \u201cShe kinda reminded me of the way you were when you were heading for the barn \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDarn it, Adam, you were almost as bad as Pa.\u201d Joe smirked and his hazel eyes twinkled green sparks, \u201cWell, seems to me she needs a short sharp lesson.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cPerhaps.\u201d Adam emptied his cup and stood up, \u201cYou feel up to this now, brother?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWe can but try\u2026\u201d Joe replied although he had a sudden feeling of nausea hit him in the stomach but with Adam\u2019s hand to help him he was soon on his feet.<\/p>\n Adam helped his brother from the house and out into the yard where they paused awhile for Joe to not only catch his breath but to look around and notice the things around the house he loved so much. \u201cYou never said where we were going, Adam? \u201c<\/p>\n \u201cNo, I didn\u2019t.\u201d Adam replied with a downturn to his mouth \u201cIt isn\u2019t too far. You think you can carry on a bit longer?\u201d<\/p>\n Joe only nodded and stepped forward, leaning heavily against his brothers arm he was pleased to discover that the further he went the easier walking became. By the time they reached the corral he was almost at the stage of congratulating himself – but then he saw the mare and her colt who were grazing together.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat do you think, huh?\u201d Adam\u2019s voice held a tremor of awe within it and he looked with pride from the horse to his brother who couldn\u2019t hide his admiration for the beast.<\/p>\n \u201cShe\u2019s beautiful, Adam.\u201d Joe breathed and stepped forward, \u201cBeautiful.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHer names Kamille, which means Perfection.\u201d Adam said and as he stepped closer to the mare he stretched out his hand to stroke her neck and then down along her nose. She tolerated such gestures with dignity, her large eyes looking into his face as though she knew that her life had changed direction now and this man, this human being, would play some part in her future.<\/p>\n \u201cCouldn\u2019t be a better name for her,\u201d Joe said and then his face creased into a grin as the colt appeared and struck his head through the bars to nudge Joe in the leg, \u201cHey, so this is unexpected bonus huh?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat do you think of him, Joe?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe\u2019s handsome alright.\u201d Joe replied narrowing his eyes as he looked the little animal over, \u201cYou can see the Arabian strain in him clearly enough, can\u2019t you?\u201d<\/p>\n Adam nodded \u201cLaurence said they weren\u2019t sure who sired him, but knowing Said it wouldn\u2019t have been any cart horse, that\u2019s for sure, he only ever had the best in his stables.\u201d<\/p>\n Joe nodded and stroked the little colt gently, looked into his eyes and mouth, nodded again and smiled \u201cHe\u2019s going to be a great horse, Adam, would be a pity to geld him.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat are you thinking, Joe?\u201d Adam asked quietly as he leaned against the top rail of the corral fence.<\/p>\n \u201cJust that – well -he\u2019s your horse, Adam, I – I don\u2019t have -\u201d but here Adam interrupted him \u201cSince when have you ever held back from giving your opinion, Joe. Look, just say what you think.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAlright, I agree with you. A horse like that? No, it would be a waste to have him gelded. Think of the kind of horses he could sire, he sure would improve our stock.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam nodded, \u201cIt\u2019ll take time before he can be put to stud \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n Joe sighed and nodded \u201cYeah, I guess so.\u201d he stroked the mare and found the soft spot near her ear under her silky mane \u201cShe suits her name, Adam. She\u2019s just perfect.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam nodded \u201cLook, Joe, I was wondering if you would do me a big favour\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n Joe narrowed his eyes and looked at his brother suspiciously, \u201cLike what?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cLaurence will be going back this afternoon,, getting the train back to Frisco. What if I left the mare and colt here at your place. I\u2019d sure appreciate it if you would -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWould what?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cTake the mare and colt, Joe. As a gift from me\u2026 you were generous in giving Saturn to a friend. I want you to have them.\u201d<\/p>\n Joe drew back, stood stock still and stared at his brother \u201cAre you mad? That horse is – is – perfection. Sports getting on in years, you need a new mount\u2026 it\u2019s a gift to you.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam pursed his lips into a pout and then raised a hand to rub the back of his neck, \u201cYeah, I guess so. Well, how about if you took the colt, raised it like you did Saturn.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe\u2019s too young to be separated from the mare.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYeah, that\u2019s why they\u2019re together in your corral -\u201d<\/p>\n His brown eyes looked innocently into his brothers hazel ones and Joe sighed, bowed his head as though it all needed serious thinking although he was actually very excited by the prospect, he nodded \u201cDone deal.\u201d he put out a hand, \u201cAs soon as the colts weaned off of the mare you take her back. They can run loose together in the paddocks and when he\u2019s old enough -\u201d he paused and laughed \u201cWhat did Pa say about them? Did he complain about having hay burners on the Ponderosa?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe did.\u201d Adam chuckled as he helped Joe towards the house, although his brother turned to look back at the mare and her colt running together around the corral, tails waving like pennants, manes flowing. For a moment they both stood in silence, captivated by the sight \u201cThanks Adam. When Saturn went it left a gap I can tell you. Even though I gave it sincerely to a friend, I still missed him. Then – his getting killed -\u201d he sighed, \u201cI\u2019ll enjoy raising that colt for you.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cFor you, Joe. He\u2019s your colt.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat about Reuben? Sofia?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, he\u2019s going to be too much horse for them, perhaps one day they\u2019ll get to own one of his foals, but at the moment the colt is for you, with grateful thanks.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThanks? For what?\u201d<\/p>\n Adam\u2019s eyes twinkled and he smiled a sight half smile as though he was mocking himself , \u201cOh for lots of things, brother, lots of things.\u201d<\/p>\n Joe said nothing but stared at the sky and then muttered that it was going to rain again. Adam said nothing to that, his mind was on other things.<\/p>\n Joe was exhausted by the time they returned to his home and was grateful that Adam was there to assist him to the day bed that had been set up for him. \u201cI\u2019ll go and ask Hester to come up, Joe. \u201c<\/p>\n \u201cNo, it\u2019s alright, Adam. Mary Ann left food for me, I\u2019ll be alright. I just need to sleep. \u201c he stretched out his hand towards his brother \u201cThank you, Adam. That colt could sire a whole herd of the best horses in the territory.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWe\u2019ll see \u2026 \u201c Adam replied and released the grip he had on Joe\u2019s hands. \u201cI\u2019m taking Laurence for a brief ride around the lake, then back into town. Sure you don\u2019t want company?\u201d<\/p>\n Joe nodded, sighed and with a wave of the hand watched his brother leave the room. The door closed very quietly leaving the younger man alone, but relaxed and happy. He looked at the view beyond through the windows and imagined the little colt growing into a magnificent horse, he could hear his father s voice saying \u201cHe\u2019s a regular hay burner, Joe, you know how I feel about hay burners on the Ponderosa.\u201d<\/p>\n Before Joe could make a reply his eyes had closed and he had drifted into a deep healing sleep.<\/p>\n Chapter 82<\/p>\n The day had been overly long so it was a tired but happy threesome that took the trip back to the Ponderosa. Sofia sat silent by her mother\u2019s side, leaning against her arm and her eyes growing heavy as the long and somewhat boring journey rolled relentlessly onwards. She could hear Bridie\u2019s soft Irish brogue retelling some of the events of the day, the laughter the three women shared at some anecdote that concerned old Widow Hawkins (who terrified the life out of Sofia) and Rachel Darrow who had both arrived to \u2018help out\u2019 but had put forward so many different suggestions that they started to argue among themselves.<\/p>\n \u201cMommy?\u201d Sofia whispered softly so that the two women in front of the buggy would not over hear what she had to say, \u201cwhy was that lady so sad?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhich lady?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThe lady with the little children. She said she was going to have another baby soon, but she didn\u2019t seem happy about it.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDid you talk to the little girl?\u201d Olivia replied, her own face now registering the sadness that she had felt upon meeting Gladys Whitten.<\/p>\n \u201cI tried to, but she was too little, she didn\u2019t speak much. She just sat on the bed all the time.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDidn\u2019t you listen to anything that was being said?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, there were too many people saying too much at the same time.\u201d Sofia whispered. \u201c I did ask one girl why everyone was -\u201d she paused and frowned realising even at her young age that there was a time and place to say certain things and not wanting her mother to think that she had been unfeeling in anything she had said.<\/p>\n \u201cGo on,\u201d Olivia gently prompted and carefully stroked back some loose hairs from her daughters face.<\/p>\n Sofia remained quiet and closed her eyes in a pretence of sleep. She had been caught unawares with the emptiness of the few houses into which she had been taken. Some had been dirty and unkempt, barren of pleasant smells or cleanliness. The girl about whom she referred had worn clothes too big for her and dirty to the extent that she smelled offensive. There were few toys and most of them were broken, books were non existent in some houses, and in others were so few but took obvious pride of place on rough hewn shelves.<\/p>\n \u201cSome people are so poor, Sofia, they don\u2019t even have enough money to pay for good soap. Not when they have to decide what to buy with what little they have \u2026 should they buy food for the children or soap to wash with? They can\u2019t buy toys or books all the time when children need clothes.\u201d she sighed and hugged her girl closer, realising as she did so that the smell from some of the houses already clung to her clothes, and were obviously going to be even worse on her own.<\/p>\n \u201cSome people were nice and clean\u201d Sofia mumbled within a yawn, \u201cOne lady was very pretty and had a little baby. She said she was waiting for her baby\u2019s daddy to come home.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThat was Julia Pittman.\u201d Olivia said immediately, \u201cYes, poor child.\u201d and she sighed again, so that Sofia wasn\u2019t sure if her mother meant the baby or the lady.<\/p>\n \u201cIt was sad, I didn\u2019t like it.\u201d Sofia whispered, \u201cI don\u2019t have to go again, do I?\u201d<\/p>\n Olivia merely smiled and stroked her daughters arm, stroked it gently as she thought that she was so well blessed, never knowing hunger, or deprivation. Even when a child herself just arrived at the Double D with her parents and siblings, she had never been given the impression she was poor, dirty or underfed. She looked down at Sofia, even Robert\u2019s death hadn\u2019t caused her children the misery of going without, instead she had been able to rear them in comfort, with everything they needed or wanted.<\/p>\n As the buggy rolled along and Sofia did fall asleep, Bridie and Mary Ann sat sharing ideas and making plans, but Olivia was thinking of a boy who had gone without food on a long and arduous wagon trip. A boy who often only had his father for company and had known hunger, real hunger and yet been totally unaware of poverty because of his fathers ability to create such a rich world of wonderment around them. Books, education, learning to navigate by means of the stars, making every hardship seem like an adventure. By the time they reached home Olivia was lost in the world that had been part of that boys\u2019 life.<\/p>\n Cheng Ho Lee ran out of the house and took Sofia in his arms to carry her indoors. Olivia waved her sister in law and Bridie farewell and followed the man, still deep in thought though she was and only realised he was speaking to her when he had repeated the same thing twice. \u201cI am sorry, Cheng Ho Lee \u2026 what did you say?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cShall I take little Missy to her room now?\u201d Cheng Ho Lee said patiently with a smile on his pleasant face which received a warm smile in return from herself, \u201cYes, please. Is Adam home?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMr Adam go see Mr Joe. He was back not long but went to see Mr Ben at the big house.\u201d<\/p>\n Olivia nodded and smiled again. Odd, she thought, how they called the old house the Big House, when this one was larger and so was Mary Ann\u2019s. She sighed and watched the cook as he took Sofia up the stairs. A slight frown furrowed her brow and she turned thoughtfully from there to the kitchen.<\/p>\n The food was prepared and partly cooked already. There would be a good meal for them to enjoy later. Cheng Ho Lee \u2026 what was his story, she pondered as she picked up a knife and then set it back down again. She had never seen him with his sleeves rolled up like that, and she had never see that tattoo – was it a tattoo? – on his arm before now.<\/p>\n She placed both hands on the base of her spine and gently arched her back, closing her eyes as she did so. That buggy\u2019s suspension was worse than awful, she decided, and turned to the sink in order to pour herself some water into a glass.<\/p>\n \u201cMa. Ma.\u201d<\/p>\n Reubens\u2019 excited voice came into the room a few moments before he did, his face flushed and his eyes wild, \u201cMa, the colt, it\u2019s gone, so has its mother\u2026they\u2019ve gone, Ma. Someone\u2019s stolen \u2019em.\u201d he sobbed, a sob that caught in his throat, and tears pooled in his hazel eyes. \u201cWhere\u2019d they go, Ma? Who\u2019d have taken \u2019em?\u201d Adam stepped into the house and glanced around him with the anxiety of a man who anticipated trouble. He very carefully placed his hat upon the customary peg and added his gun belt before he made his way to the room where he and his family spent most time. The fire was roaring up the chimney, the oil lamps alright golden halo\u2019s of light within the room. Sofia emereged from the other room, red rimmed around the eyes, and ran to him crying, \u201cOh daddy, something very bad happened.\u201d<\/p>\n She hugged him tightly, while Adam felt his heart constrict and his stomach turn over. Delightful though it was to have this child refer to him as Daddy again, and to hug him like this the one thought that came to his mind was that something terrible had happened to Olivia. \u201cWhere\u2019s your mother?\u201d he asked in a thick voice and rather more abruptly than intended for Sofia looked up with tear stained face but puzzled eyes.<\/p>\n Olivia had entered the room upon hearing her husbands entry and stood at the doorway watching her daughter embrace the man she loved so well. But her smile was rather strained as she greeted him, noting the look of love and relief in his eyes, appreciating that they were due to concern for her, but there was the matter of the childrens distress to be considered although before she could open her mouth Adam wanted to know immediately what the \u2018bad news\u2019 was\u2026 \u201cThe mare and the colt have gone.\u201d she said looking him in the face as though she knew that he knew exactly where they were and he had better not try and persuade her any differently.<\/p>\n \u201cHhmm,\u201d Adam nodded, frowned and bit his bottom lip.<\/p>\n \u201cDo you know where they are?\u201d she asked \u201cOnly the children were distraught when they found they had gone and -.\u201d<\/p>\n Now Adam sighed heavily, pinched the bridge of his nose and groaned \u201cOh, of course. I hoped to be home before Reuben got back from school and noticed.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo one could fail to notice that they were gone, Adam.\u201d<\/p>\n He looked at her and grimaced \u201cAre you telling me off?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI am.\u201d she nodded, and set her face to look stern because his eyes were twinkling and his dimples were peeking through \u201cYou had better explain to the children before we eat.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOf course.\u201d he bowed his head contritely and followed her into the kitchen, behind him trailed Sofia, hugging Clarabelle (looking very smart with her black hair) closely to her.<\/p>\n Reuben looked up with swollen eyes and Adam felt ashamed to have put his boy to such distress, he immediately went to him and enveloped him in a warm hug, \u201cReuben, I\u2019m so sorry, I had wanted to be here before you got home so that I could explain \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBut, Pa, where are they? Are they dead? Has someone stolen them? Did the man want them back?\u201d Reuben blubbed, with a hic cough here and there.<\/p>\n Adam pulled up a chair and sat down, close enough to the boy that their knees were touching, he rubbed the back of his neck and then looked at the boy sternly, \u201cReuben, I had – er – I took them to your Uncle Joe\u2019s.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cUncle Joe\u2019s? But why? They were happy here, weren\u2019t they?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI guess to some extent they were, but Joe has a greater need for them than we do just now. You see -\u201d he ran the tip of his tongue over his bottom lip, which was suddenly very dry, \u201cYou see, Uncle Joe\u2019s wound – well, it should have got much better sooner than this, he should be better than he is now and – and it occurred to me that he wasn\u2019t healing right because he was sad at heart. Sometimes that makes a person slow to recover from being ill.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBut he would get better wouldn\u2019t he?\u201d Reuben asked, his hazel eyes taking on a keener look now, \u201cI mean, he ain\u2019t dying, is he?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, but sometimes to be really healthy a person\u2019s body, mind and feelings all have to work together to make them well again. Uncle Joe\u2019s body was healing but his mind was thinking about Saturn and how he got killed, and all the time he had spent rearing him, and how his friend had got killed too \u2026 and that mixed up his feelings as well so I thought the only medicine that would bring the whole thing together was another project.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThe colt?\u201d Reuben exclaimed, \u201cUncle Joe\u2019s going to rear the colt, like he did Saturn?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThat\u2019s right. He\u2019ll need help, of course. Especially at first, what with being wounded and such. I guess you would have to help him out again, Reuben.\u201d<\/p>\n Reuben frowned and leaned his elbows against the table, \u201cBut what about the mare?. Why did she go?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cShe\u2019s only there a short while, she\u2019ll be back soon. \u201c Adam replied hastily and glanced over at his wife, \u201cAnyway, we can go and see them anytime you like, but you have to remember the colt is Uncle Joe\u2019s and the mare will be coming back here.\u201d<\/p>\n Reuben nodded \u201cPerhaps she\u2019ll will have more foals, then we can have one each, can\u2019t we?\u201d<\/p>\n Adam smiled sweetly, one could almost say, triumphantly, \u201cYes, son, I guess we could.\u201d<\/p>\n He glanced once more at his wife who smiled at him as though to say \u201cYou got away with it this time,\u201d before she stood up and said \u201cHands and faces washed, please. Supper\u2019s nearly ready.\u201d<\/p>\n No one had noticed how still and quiet Sofia had been throughout this conversation. Adam\u2019s mistake had been to address his responses to Reuben, after all the boy had been the one showing more interest and asking the questions. But Sofia had been listening, very intently. Her breathing got faster and faster until she felt she was going to burst and just as Olivia moved away from the table Sofia let out a shriek \u201cBut the colt was mine, it was mine.\u201d<\/p>\n Her mother turned round immediately and looked shocked as her daughter now stood with her face screwed up and tears streaming down her cheeks and her mouth wide open as she bawled for all she was worth. \u201cSofia, Sofia, stop this moment.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWaaaaah, it was mine. I wanted that baby horse. I wanted it for myself.\u201d<\/p>\n Olivia grabbed Sofia\u2019s arm and gave her a shake \u201cBe quiet, child.\u201d but Sofia bawled louder so that Olivia grabbed her by the other arm and shook her again \u201cBehave yourself this moment.\u201d<\/p>\n Reuben hurried forward and put his hand on his sister\u2019s shoulder \u201cThe colt was too small to ride, Sofee. He wouldn\u2019t want to leave his mom.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWaaaagh\u201d bawled the wretched child almost purple in the face now.<\/p>\n Olivia looked anxiously over at her husband who had decided to stay out of the situation as he had promised Olivia not to interfere some days earlier between her and her daughter, but now, seeing the fraught look on his wife\u2019s face he stood up, bodily picked the girl up and tucked her under his arm. \u201cWe\u2019ll be back in a moment.\u201d<\/p>\n He strode out of the room with the child squirming and kicking, his chin thrust out as though he were about to face a hundred Russians and a look of grim determination on his face. Out of the house and to the barn, sidestepping puddles and ignoring the rain as he went, with Sofia still wriggling and yelling .<\/p>\n Inside the barn he set her down on her feet and then sat upon an upturned bale of hay and surveyed her. Sofia blinked, paused in her sobs and wails, her head sagged forward followed by her shoulders, her arms were limp by her side. As soon as Adam thought he could speak and had opened his mouth to do so, Sofia began to howl once again.<\/p>\n Long ago Adam could recall his little brother Joseph Francis having just such a tantrum and being manhandled out to the barn by his father. It was only later that Ben told Adam what had happened that brought the wretched little boy to his senses, as he folded his arms across his chest, Adam hoped it would work on this particular wretched little girl as well.<\/p>\n Chapter 83<\/p>\n It took patience to sit quiet and still while a little girl made a pathetic mess of herself as she wailed continually for five more long minutes but finally she stopped, sniffed loudly and hic-coughed several times. Adam didn\u2019t move nor speak but watched as she stared at him through swollen puffy eye lids, then sniffed, hic-coughed several more times and sniffed again. He handed her a clean handkerchief and nodded which implied she was to wipe her face with it and put an end to her nonsense. Sofia sniffled a little but dried her eyes and wiped her nose then stood with her head hanging down.<\/p>\n \u201cFinished?\u201d Adam said quietly.<\/p>\n \u201cHic -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo more nonsense?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, what?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo thank you, sir.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam shook his head and sighed, \u201cSofia, why did you want that colt so much? He\u2019s only a few weeks old, far too young to be ridden by even someone as small as you.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI wanted him, daddy said -\u201d She stared at him and shook her head, she was nearly 6, distressed and glanced up at the man who was looking at her with such a stern but understanding look on his face. \u201cDaddy said I could have him.\u201d<\/p>\n There was silence for a while \u201cTell me what you know about your father, Sofia?\u201d<\/p>\n She looked up at him and rubbed her eyes, they were sore and prickled beneath her lashes. She gulped and looked around the barn, then back at him \u201cHe was nice.\u201d<\/p>\n Her fingers fidgeted with her skirt and momentarily he wondered if he was being too hard on her, expecting too much, being uncaring of her feelings but just at that moment all he wanted was to put an end to this romantic idea of a daddy who only existed in her imagination. She sighed \u201cMommy says he was very kind and gentle and she loved him very much.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cGo on.\u201d he prompted staring up at a cobweb where a spider was industriously swaying too and fro in the breeze from the door.<\/p>\n \u201cHe was tall and he – he was tall. He was – he was – my daddy.\u201d she whispered.<\/p>\n Adam sighed and approached her, squatted down in front of her and drew her close to him, at first she resisted but seeing the fondness in his face, the gentleness of his eyes she allowed herself to be drawn into his arms \u201cListen, honey, your daddy was a very good man, he was honest and brave and he loved your Ma and your brother, and he loved the fact that one day he might have a little girl like you. But, sweetheart, he isn\u2019t here now and now matter how much he would have wanted to, he never saw you, he didn\u2019t know what a pretty little girl you were going to turn out to be.\u201d<\/p>\n He held her away from him now and looked at her, when she lowered her head, he placed gentle fingers to her chin and raised it to meet his eyes, \u201cSofia, your daddy wouldn\u2019t want you to be telling lies about him, he would want you to be honest and brave, like he was, and to love your mommy like he did.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI do love my Mommy\u2026\u201d she whispered, \u201cI do.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThen why upset her like you do by talking about someone who isn\u2019t here for her to love anymore?\u201d he looked at her with a slight frown on his face, wondering how he could put the words in a way she would or could understand.<\/p>\n \u201cBut Mommy loves you now, she doesn\u2019t love daddy anymore.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam smiled, and stroked her head gently, \u201cI\u2019m glad Ma loves me now, but that doesn\u2019t mean she\u2019s stopped loving your father, Sofia. She\u2019ll never stop loving him because he was your father, and Reuben\u2019s and lots of other reasons too. But, he isn\u2019t here for her to love anymore and she needs me to love her, and for you and Reuben to love her too. Do you understand?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBut -\u201d she frowned and looked away from him, \u201cbut he didn\u2019t love me. He didn\u2019t.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHow could he, he never saw you. But he knew you were going to come one day, it\u2019s just that it happened like it did\u2026 but I\u2019m here, Sofia, I\u2019m here to love your mommy, and Reuben, and you. \u201c he paused, \u201cI\u2019ll always be here when you need me, sweetheart.\u201d<\/p>\n Her lip trembled \u201cI wanted that little pony for myself\u2026\u201d she snivelled, and fell into his arms and cried a little while he rubbed her back.<\/p>\n \u201cThere will be other ponies, Sofia, I promise. Just now Uncle Joe needs that little colt and you have to accept that you can\u2019t always have what you want in this world.\u201d he sighed a little then before adding \u201cYou have got to be honest with yourself, Sofia, if you want something then you say you want it, don\u2019t pass the buck to someone who isn\u2018t here to speak for you. If you don\u2019t want to do something, then be honest enough to say so, don\u2019t bring anyone else into it. Do you understand what I\u2019m saying?\u201d<\/p>\n He could feel her head moving against his neck as she nodded in agreement. He smiled slightly and whispered \u201cSofia, I\u2019ll love you every bit as much as any daddy could possibly love his little girl.\u201c<\/p>\n \u201cReally?\u201d she whispered in return so he nodded and held her tightly so that she held him close, her arms around his neck, and finally when the sobbing was over he picked her up and carried her in his arms back to the house, side stepping the puddles and avoiding the worse of the rain. He came to her and placed his hands on her shoulders and he leaned forward to look into the eyes that viewed him from the mirror \u201cThank you.\u201d he dropped a kiss on the top of her head and smiled.<\/p>\n \u201cThank me for what?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cFor not asking questions, for not asking why.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat about? Ask you \u2018why\u2019 for what?\u201d she looked at him puzzled, and even laughed a little at his expression.<\/p>\n \u201cAbout the horses. I thought you knew and would tell Reuben and Sofia if I were delayed home.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHow could I have known about the horses if you didn\u2019t tell me.\u201d she scolded but good humouredly for she knew him well enough to know she would learn less about things by being otherwise.<\/p>\n \u201cI told Cheng Ho Lee .\u201d Adam frowned slightly, \u201cHe must have forgotten.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMmm, he did.\u201d she replied and returned to braiding her hair.<\/p>\n He moved away and completed his own preparation for bed while she tied a ribbon to her hair and watched him while she tried to remember what it was about Cheng Ho Lee that she had thought was so interesting, something that had bothered her a little and that she felt should have been discussed with her husband. She shook her head and stood up, the baby lurched to the left and did what seemed to her a complete somersault. She rubbed her stomach \u201cI\u2019ll be glad when this baby gets born.\u201d<\/p>\n He smiled \u201cBack ache?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh everything aches.\u201d she sighed wearily and as he came to stand behind her she leaned against him, \u201cI do love you. Thank you for talking to Sofia. She deserved a good spanking, but what you did worked much better.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAt the moment.\u201d he said quietly as he gently stroked her back with one hand while with the other he held her close against him. He kissed the nape of her neck, \u201cShe\u2019ll no doubt have forgotten everything by tomorrow.\u201d<\/p>\n She sighed and closed her eyes, his body was strong and supported her with ease, the gentle pressure of his fingers on his back was slowly easing the aches away. \u201cI hope this baby isn\u2019t going to be too big, it seems so very active all the time lately.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe\u2019ll be a beautiful baby. I promise.\u201d he whispered and kissed her shoulder which was bare, \u201cCome on, you\u2019re shivering, it\u2019s not very warm in here just yet.\u201d and with one movement he stooped and swept her up into his arms and carried her over to the bed.<\/p>\n \u201cI do love you, Adam.\u201d she whispered as he lowered her down upon the pillows.<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m more than glad that you do, my dear girl, because I love you more than life itself.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThere was something I meant to tell you,\u201d she said in a whisper as she turned towards his kiss, \u201cAbout Cheng Ho Lee.\u201d<\/p>\n He placed a finger on her lips \u201cHush.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBut \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDear Livvy, forget about Cheng Ho Lee until the morning \u2026 \u201c<\/p>\n She sighed, relaxed and closed her eyes. It would be only too easy to forget about Cheng Ho Lee .. absolutely!<\/p>\n \u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n It was several days later when Olivia accompanied her sisters in law, with Sofia, to the town. Daniel was left with his father who told his wife that he was quite capable of looking after his son and would take the child to meet Kamille and the new colt. Mary Ann had left feeling not only relief but pleasure at the thought of her husband having at last \u2018turned the corner\u2019 to good health once again. Joe had taken her hands in his \u201cMary Ann, don\u2019t be gone too long, will you? I miss you around the house \u2026\u201d and he had kissed her very tenderly.<\/p>\n \u201cOh nonsense, now that you have Kamille and that colt you couldn\u2019t care a fig about me.\u201d she laughed as she spoke, confident that it wasn\u2019t true, Joe loved her passionately as ever and she kissed him to let him know that she loved him just as much. \u201cI won\u2019t be late.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMary Ann -\u201d he paused and followed her to the vestibule, \u201cDo you think Bridie\u2019s getting a little more involved in this project than necessary?\u201d<\/p>\n Now Mary Ann\u2019s smile did slip a little, she sighed and nodded \u201cI think it\u2019s more than a project for Bridie. She\u2019s a wonderful organiser, and she cares so much about people. I wouldn\u2019t be surprised if she were to leave us, Joe.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThat\u2019s what I was fearing.\u201d Joe nodded and opened the door for her, \u201cTake care now, sweetheart. See you when you get back.\u201d<\/p>\n As she had pulled on her gloves and hurried to the stable where the buggy had been fixed up for her by Ezra, Mary Ann thought a little more about Bridie O\u2019Flannery. It seemed to her that their dear friend was slowly moving away from them in almost every sense of the word, the more wrapped up in this project of helping the poor in town, the less inclined she was to return to the Ponderosa in the evenings. Mary Ann sighed, had shaken her head, and knew that it would be a heavy loss for them all should Bridie decide to leave them<\/p>\n Now here they were in town and making their way to where there was a hive of activity going on. Clemmie Hawkins and Lucy Garston were proving that two different generations working on a mutual cause could work well together as they sorted through clothing that had been donated since Dan DeQuille\u2019s article had appeared in the Territorial Enterprise. Rachel Darrow and Mrs Davenport worked together in preparing food with several other women, Bridie having had the sense to assign both of them as supervisers when it became obvious to her that both were strong minded women who were getting in each others way.<\/p>\n Sofia stood and watched for some time before feeling someone tug at her sleeve and she turned to face a little girl, a little older than herself perhaps, \u201cHello.\u201d she smiled, \u201cI\u2019m Sofia.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI know. You came to my house the other day with ya Ma, didn\u2019t ya?\u201d<\/p>\n Sofia frowned and looked at the girl again, there was something familiar about her so she nodded \u201cI suppose so\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m Ella. You said I smelled bad.\u201d<\/p>\n Sofia blinked and frowned \u201cI\u2019m sorry.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cS\u2019alright, I guess I did then. Look -\u201d she held out her hands and turned them over and over for inspecting, \u201cYa Ma gave my Ma some soap and she scrubbed me so hard ain\u2019t a wonder I got a hide left on me. And I got me some clothes too\u2026 that old lady over there got \u2019em fer me.\u201d<\/p>\n They both turned to look at Widow Hawkins who was oblivious to their scrutiny. Sofia turned back to Ella, \u201cYou look nice.\u201d<\/p>\n Ella shrugged in an effort to prove she didn\u2019t care much either way what her new friend thought of her. \u201cWant to play?\u201d she said.<\/p>\n \u201cSure.\u201d Sofia replied promptly and scurried off with delight, anything was better than staying in that stuffy old hall.<\/p>\n Bridie was talking in quiet tones to Olivia, Hester and Mary Ann when the door to the hall opened and Paul hurried in, looked around him and then, seeing Bridie, hurried towards them \u201cBridie, Gladys has started labour \u2026 \u201c<\/p>\n Bridie just nodded and after excusing herself hurried after the doctor leaving the Cartwright women staring after her. Mary Ann sighed \u201cSeems that was all arranged very neatly between them.\u201d<\/p>\n Olivia nodded and smiled \u201cYes, interesting isn\u2019t it?\u201d<\/p>\n Hester was wise enough to say nothing, but turned towards a task she felt she could handle without incurring the wrath of either Clemmie Hawkins, or Rachel Darrow. She wasn\u2019t sure which of the two was the more formidable.<\/p>\n Chapter 84<\/p>\n Olivia didn\u2019t miss Sofia for a while, and when she did she assumed the child was playing in the hall somewhere but no, as she asked around the volunteers there all assured her that they hadn\u2019t seen the little girl.<\/p>\n Mary Ann came to ask what was wrong and when Olivia mentioned about Sofia being gone the younger woman immediately looked alarmed and called over to Hester. \u201cI\u2019m sure I saw her with Ellie Davenport.\u201d Hester said quietly, her brow furrowed in concentration, \u201cShe wouldn\u2019t have gone far.\u201d<\/p>\n The three of them hurried from the hall and began to search for the two children. But after ten minutes had passed there had been no sign of the girls in the area around the hall. They agreed to split up and now that several others had come out to help Olivia was more confident that it wouldn\u2019t be long before she found Sofia.<\/p>\n Her heart was pounding beneath her ribs however, confidence was one thing but it easily fades away as minutes ticked by without any sign of the child. Nor could Olivia walk with that firm brisk step that she usually had being so heavy with child who now seemed determined to join in the fun by stretching and kicking so that she had to stop for a moment just to catch her breath and hope for the baby to become still.<\/p>\n As she stood at the junction between two streets she noticed Cheng Ho Lee in animated conversation with two other Chinese on the other side of the road. There was a considerable amount of head wagging and hand gestures going on which made her watch with some bemusement until she felt well enough to continue with her search. After a few steps she decided t enlist Cheng Ho Lee\u2019s assistance and after looking across the road for traffic she gingerly made her way to where the three men were talking. They stopped immediately when realising she was within ear shot of them, and while his associates sidled off Cheng Ho Lee bowed, smiled \u201cAll okay, Missy Cartwright?\u201d<\/p>\n Olivia glanced over her shoulder at the two men who were scuttling down the sidewalk before looking at Cheng Ho Lee, \u201cI can\u2019t find Sofia, she\u2019s wandered off with a friend.\u201d she sighed \u201cWill you help me find her, Cheng Ho Lee?\u201d<\/p>\n He bowed again and smiled, his sloe black eyes looked at her keenly as though he were trying to fathom out if she had understood anything she may have overheard. But apart from that initial scrutiny he stepped out beside her and began to look carefully for the missing child.<\/p>\n Fear was beginning to feel like a strangle hold around Olivia\u2019s throat when she saw Hester hurrying towards her, her hand raised to stop her going further. \u201cHave you found her?\u201d<\/p>\n Hester nodded, waited a while to catch her breath \u201cYes, she\u2019s alright, she was in the basement of the hall with some of the other children. Goodness me, we didn\u2019t even know there was a basement\u2026\u201d she sucked in air into her lungs \u201cThen we couldn\u2019t find you. Goodness me, Olivia, what a day?\u201d<\/p>\n What a day indeed, Olivia thought as she turned to thank Cheng Ho Lee who bowed slightly and seemed to disappear into the shadows. With Hester\u2019s arm linked through her own she returned to the hall and found Sofia happily laughing and playing with the children there. She had had in mind a few minutes with her daughter alone, a good scolding and perhaps a slap for causing so much anxiety for so many but as she listened to the child laughing and calling to her new friends it occurred to Olivia that Sofia had been lonely, was lonely, for this was the first time she had laughed so happily for what had seemed a long time. A morning without school, and Reuben was standing beside his father and Uncle Joe at the corral watching as the mare and the colt trotted around the enclosure. It seemed to him that he had never seen such a pretty sight. Saturn had been a splendid beast to be sure, but this mare was majestic, not that he knew that word, but had he then he would certainly have used it. Watching the little colt hurrying after his mother, stretching out his long gangly legs in an attempt to keep up with her, made Reubens imagination soar, he glanced up at his father and uncle and wondered if they thought so too.<\/p>\n Joe turned up the collar of his coat for the cold wind was sparing anyone that day and his ears were already reddening from the chill. \u201cI should think we could try her out for a light ride around the corral this time next week, she seems to have recovered well enough from the delivery.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThe colts wary of being separated from her too long, see how he\u2019s forcing himself to match her strides, and she\u2019s a good mother too.\u201d Adam said with his head to one side as they watched the mare pause for the colt to reach her side and after a brief moment to suckle. The mare\u2019s head swung down and she gave her son a quick nuzzle all over then waited patiently for him to finish. \u201cThe sea voyage doesn\u2019t seem to have caused her any problem either. She\u2019s settled on her land legs quickly enough.\u201d<\/p>\n Joe grinned \u201cPoor creature, couldn\u2019t have been pleasant.\u201d he looked down at Reuben who was standing quiet and still as he leaned against the corral bars \u201cWhat do you think, Reuben? Do you think we should breed from this pair?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI think they\u2019d have lovely foals, Uncle Joe.\u201d Reuben said eagerly, and then returned his gaze to watch the horses again.<\/p>\n \u201cTell you what, Reuben, next Saturday we\u2019ll saddle her up and you can take her for a walk around the corral, how\u2019d you like that?\u201d Adam said with a wink over at his brother who smiled and inclined his head in agreement.<\/p>\n Reuben gave a flash of a smile at them both, his heart fluttered beneath his ribs after all he had never got the chance to ride Saturn, not even once. \u201cAw, pa, that will be just great.\u201d<\/p>\n Joe ruffled the boy\u2019s hair and then laughing they turned to walk slowly back to the house, although Reuben couldn\u2019t stop his legs from going faster in order to get indoors and tell his Ma and Sofia about what was going to happen the following week, when he was going to be able to ride Kamille. Sofia\u2019s eyes narrowed and her lips tightened, \u201cWhy can\u2019t I ride her?\u201d<\/p>\n Reuben shrugged nonchalantly as he removed his outer clothing \u201cI don\u2019t know, \u2018cause you\u2019re a girl I expect.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThat\u2019s not fair.\u201d Sofia cried, hands on hips and face all screwed up, \u201cThat\u2019s not fair.\u201d she repeated and stamped her foot.<\/p>\n \u201cSofia,\u201d Olivia said sharply and frowned at her \u201cEnough of that now. Reuben, don\u2019t tease your sister.\u201d<\/p>\n Reuben sighed and quickly muttered an apology which Sofia didn\u2019t accept, she merely tossed her head so that all her curls trembled down her back and she lost a ribbon which flopped onto the floor like a dead goldfish.<\/p>\n Adam and Joe entered the room talking quietly together \u201cPa, Uncle Joe, can I ride the horse, can I? Reuben said he was going to ride the horse, but I can too, can\u2019t I?\u201d<\/p>\n The two men regarded her solemnly and then looked over at Reuben, Adam smiled, his dimples flashed and the brown eyes went honey gold, while Joe grinned and shrugged, \u201cI guess we\u2019ll just have to wait and see what next week brings, won\u2019t we?\u201d Sofia looked at her brother and stuck her nose in the air. Triumphant yet again \u2026 she thought. Before she could say anymore Bridie came into the room and beamed at them all, dinner was ready, the smells were appealing to even the most jaded stomach, and her bright eyes and smile welcomed them all as they sat down at the table to eat. Mary Ann looked up and asked how Gladys was getting on, had Bridie heard how she was to which Bridie informed that that Dr Martin had called in to tell her that Gladys and her baby daugher were both well. Joe laughed \u201cAnd all the time I thought he had come to see me.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh he had, to be sure.\u201d Bridie said immediately, \u201cAnd very pleased with your progress he is too.\u201d<\/p>\n Mary Ann smiled over at her husband and put a gentle hand on Joe\u2019s arm \u201cHe was pleased at your progress, Joe. He said he wouldn\u2019t have to come out to see you for another week at least. You\u2019re well on the road to recovery, he said, but I could have told him that days ago.\u201d and she laughed in that quiet manner of hers that always brought a smile to Joe\u2019s face.<\/p>\n Outside thunder was heard and for a moment they paused in their eating to listen \u201cMiles away, above the mountains I\u2019d say.\u201d Joe muttered and cut through his beef steak before transferring it to his mouth.<\/p>\n Lightning flashed across the windows, Joe frowned \u201cI\u2019d better -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, it\u2019s alright,\u201d Adam stood up, \u201cYou stay put otherwise you\u2019ll end up with pneumonia. Reuben come with me, son, we have to get Kamille and the colt into the stalls out of this weather.\u201d<\/p>\n Reuben was only too pleased to join with his father on this task, standing by Adams side he pulled on his outer coat and scarf and hat and hurried out into the rain. Kamille was standing by the corral bars with the colt by her side, she tossed her head at the sight of them as though to admonish them for taking so long in getting to her. Adam reached for her mane and yelled to Reuben to open the gate, which the boy did, wide enough for the mare to walk through with the little colt skipping alongside her.<\/p>\n In the stalls they got handfuls of straw and dried her down, then dried the colt, as Adam explained that they weren\u2019t used to the weather, probably never experienced storms like they were going to have now. \u201cShe was raised in luxury, Reuben, and where the sun shines all day and the rain\u2019s soft and warm when it falls. Not that I can imagine Said leaving her out in it for long. \u201c he stepped back and stroked her flank gently \u201cGetting on that ship and that sea journey wouldn\u2019t have been pleasant for her either, but she seems to have settled well. What do you think?\u201d<\/p>\n Reuben nodded and gave Kamille a kiss on her soft velvet nose \u201cShe\u2019s lovely.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam nodded in agreement, hugged the boy close to him and after checking that the colt was safe in beside his mother, walked with the boy out of the stable, closed the door firmly behind them and hurried back to the house. They had just taken their seats again when the thunder crashed overhead, Sofia gave a squeal and grabbed for her mothers arm. The lightning was a white flash of brilliance against the window. Joe sighed and shook his head \u201cLooks like a bad one this time.\u201d<\/p>\n Daniel began to cry, he dropped his little spoon and rubbed his eyes and bawled so that Joe took him from his high chair and transferred him to Mary Ann\u2019s lap. Olivia looked at Adam who nodded and stood up \u201cI think we had better head for home, Joe, Mary Ann. Bridie, thank you for the meal. I\u2019m sorry we have to leave so soon.\u201d<\/p>\n Daniel wailed again, he clenched his fists and arched his back so that Mary Ann had to stand up and pace up and down to calm him. By the time Adam and Olivia, Reuben and Sofia had reached the buggy the rain was coming down fast and Adam had to put a hand to Olivia\u2019s elbow to make sure she didn\u2019t slip. He swung the children up into the back, then helped her, smiled up at her as though to reassure her that all was well, and then took the seat beside her.<\/p>\n \u201cWouldn\u2019t be surprised if the bridge over Mill Creek will have gone,\u201d Adam muttered as he peered ahead to keep the horses on the track to home. \u201cI hope no one was travelling to town this evening or they\u2019ll be stuck there, no other way but that bridge.\u201d<\/p>\n Olivia said nothing, she clung to his arm and just longed to be home. When Adam drew the horses to a halt he clambered down, helped her and the children and told them to get indoors. Cheng Ho Lee was standing by the door with a lamp in his hand and ushered them in one by one, the wind whipped his sleeve back down his arm and as she passed him Olivia saw the tattoo of a dragon curled around his arm, from elbow to halfway to his wrist. She shuddered at the sight of it but only bowed her head and hurried indoors.<\/p>\n Chapter 85<\/p>\n The restaurant was quiet, a lull in the business of the day, and as Bridie O\u2019Flannery made her way to the table at which Paul Martin was standing, she allowed a momentary flight of fancy take wings and create a little churning in her stomach. She smiled when reaching the table and sat down, pulling off her gloves as she did so \u201cIt\u2019s getting colder.\u201d<\/p>\n Paul nodded and now that she was seated comfortably he sat down opposite her. \u201cIt\u2019s going to be an early winter,\u201d he observed and then asked her what she would like to drink, and eat.<\/p>\n Once the mundane matter of the order was settled Paul decided to get down to what he wanted to discuss with her. He looked at her for a moment while she seemed immersed in looking through the menu and then cleared his throat \u201cI was wondering, Bridie, how you were finding this work, this project of yours\u2026 not too tiring I hope ?\u201d<\/p>\n She glanced up, looked at him thoughtfully and then shrugged slightly \u201cIt\u2019s quite a distance from the Ponderosa I must admit, but nothing I can\u2019t handle.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat about when winter sets in? You\u2019ll find it harder to get into town when the snows come.\u201d<\/p>\n She pursed her lips and was quiet for a while before saying that she would have to face that problem as it arose, \u201cWinter will be the time when the women will be most in need of help. Gladys\u2019 baby is thriving just now, but if she can\u2019t keep the house warm, or get food \u2026\u201d she sighed, \u201cShe\u2019s just one among such a vast number, I didn\u2019t realise just how many there were that needed our help.\u201d<\/p>\n Paul nodded, he waited for the coffee and food was set down before he spoke \u201cYou have to remember that many of those people came hoping to strike it rich, some had their own claims and worked them for years, before they realised they were going to get nothing but tuberculosis or similar, so they went to work for the big mining consortiums who threw the families out when their men got killed in the mines, or injured, or too old to work anymore. Then again there are those who kept going with their claims until they wore themselves out, killed themselves with overwork, or drink, and left their families to fend for themselves. They came seeking their own El Dorado\u2019s and found nothing but ashes.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI feel at a loss to help them all. It\u2019s as though we are just skimming the surface.\u201d she ladled sugar into her coffee and stirred it round and round, \u201cMrs Hawkins has been wonderful, she\u2019s a force to be reckoned with to be sure, but she rubs folk up the wrong way..\u201d she sighed and shook her head, \u201cMrs Davenport thinks she\u2019s speaking on behalf of the township but she\u2018s becoming too demanding and expecting too much too soon, so she upsets Mrs Darrow. There are some good women there but they just won\u2019t work together as a team.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBridie, delegation is a skill, I have an idea that it is one that you possess in abundance.\u201d Paul smiled as he said this and gently laid his hand upon hers, \u201cYou\u2019ll work something out.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMrs Hawkins has organised a team of women to work along with her, and they seem happy enough to get on with the task, but Mrs Davenport and Mrs Darrow\u2026\u201d she sighed and then laughed, \u201cI shouldn\u2019t be bothering you with these details, Paul, you\u2019ve enough to handle as it is.\u201d and very gently she removed her hand although she made it appear it was only in order to pick out some fancy iced cake.<\/p>\n \u201cYes, it\u2019s a heavy load we doctors have to carry in towns like this, I wish, in a way, that my nephew John, had stayed here and built up the practice a little more. Bridie, I was wondering, with your skills in nursing, would it be possible to set up a clinic of some kind.\u201d<\/p>\n She drew in her breath and paused a moment before releasing it, her bright eyes looked at him with a thoughtfulness that discomfited him rather for he fidgeted in his seat. \u201cI don\u2019t know.\u201d she said slowly, \u201cIt\u2019s a great responsibility to undertake such a thing as that, after all, I\u2019m not a trained qualified nurse. My skills, if I do have any, have been gleaned from years of experience, and the things I learned from my mother.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI understand that perfectly well, and I rather anticipated your response.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI hope you\u2019re not too disappointed then.\u201d she raised her cup and drank the coffee in an effort to appear calmer than she felt, after all, he was showing a degree of trust and confidence in her abilities that made her knees knock together.<\/p>\n \u201cNo, not at all.\u201d he smiled slowly, \u201cAfter all, you didn\u2019t say no.\u201d<\/p>\n She laughed then, her good humoured laugh that the Cartwrights had come to love, \u201cNo, I hadn\u2019t had I? It\u2019s the responsibility that I fear most of all.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBut you\u2019re very capable, and I noticed how you have a very calming effect on those you deal with. You delivered Gladys\u2019 baby very well, I couldn\u2019t have done better myself.\u201d he paused then and looked at her, \u201cI know it means a lot to you, the welfare of these people.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, it does.\u201d she nodded, \u201cThe Cartwrights have been very generous in allowing me so much time from the Ponderosa, but to have a clinic in town, that would mean leaving Mary Ann and Joe?\u201d she looked at him anxiously and he once again pursed his lips and then nodded, so that she sighed and put down her cup with a slight frown on her face.<\/p>\n \u201cWould it be such a hardship?\u201d he asked quietly.<\/p>\n \u201cThey are like family to me.\u201d she replied, \u201cI love each one of them very much, and – well – I know that Mary Ann is very capable and could manage without me, but then there\u2019s Olivia due to have her baby and – and I would like to be there for her.\u201d she paused and bit her bottom lip before raising her eyes to look once again at him.<\/p>\n \u201cYou still haven\u2019t said no.\u201d he now said in his forthright but gentle manner, \u201cWill you consider it, Bridie?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThere\u2019s so much to think about though? Where would it be situated? To whom would I be responsible, there would have to be a doctor available to have oversight, surely? And where would I live as I couldn\u2019t travel into town and back, it would be too inconvenient.\u201d<\/p>\n He nodded and once again put his hand over hers, very firmly, he squeezed it gently, \u201cI have the answers to all those questions, my dear. But, think about it for now, and when I see you next time, perhaps we can discuss things a little more because -\u201d he paused and whether it was due to his collar getting suddenly tighter than usual he gave a little cough \u201cthere are things of a more personal nature I need to talk over with you.\u201d he rose to his feet, \u201cBut duty calls, will you excuse me, Bridie? Can we meet again soon?\u201d<\/p>\n She nodded \u201cYes, of course, perhaps at the end of the week?\u201d<\/p>\n He looked thoughtful, as though even those few days were a trifle too long, but then he smiled, and nodded \u201cCertainly. Thank you.\u201d<\/p>\n She watched him as he walked from the restaurant and strode purposefully out upon the sidewalk. Then, deep in thought, she raised her cup to her lips and finished her coffee. Adam Cartwright stood by the two seater and carefully tucked his wife\u2019s skirts inside before he looked up at her with a slight frown \u201cLook, Livvy, are you sure you want to go to see Marcy today?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cQuite sure.\u201d she smiled down at him, then leaned forwards slightly to kiss him \u201cI haven\u2019t seen Marcy for a long time, darling, and if I leave it much longer the weather will have turned too bad for me to get through to her.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt isn\u2019t the weather I\u2019m worried about -\u201d he sighed grumpily and stood back a little with his hands on his hips as he looked up at her \u201cBe careful, won\u2019t you?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh Adam, don\u2019t worry so much.\u201d she shook her head and smiled, laughed a little at his exasperated grimace, \u201cSofia is here too, we\u2019ll look out for one another, won\u2019t we, Sofee?\u201d<\/p>\n The little girl nodded and hugged into her mother\u2019s arm, smiling down at her father, \u201cDaddy, if Aunt Marcy\u2019s cat has had kittens, can I bring one home?\u201d<\/p>\n Adam groaned and shook his head, then shrugged \u201cYou\u2019ll have to keep it in the barn.\u201d<\/p>\n Sofia laughed, and looked at her mother with a smile of triumph just as Reuben came out of the stable leading Buster on a rein. He frowned as he put his foot in the stirrup and mounted into the saddle, \u201cPa, do I have to go?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cCertainly you must,\u201d Adam replied, stroking Buster\u2019s velvet nose gently, \u201cYou know I rely upon you to take care of your ma and sister.\u201d<\/p>\n He nodded and shrugged \u201cBut they don\u2019t take no notice of anything I say, Pa.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo excuses, Reuben \u2026\u201d Adam slapped Buster on the rump, \u201cNow then, take care.\u201d<\/p>\n He raised a hand and watched them leave the yard, then glanced up at the sky. If the weather held off from raining, or anything else for that matter, he could expect them back before sun set. He waved again as they turned the corner of the stable block and disappeared from view.<\/p>\n Well, Olivia was right, she hadn\u2019t seen Luke and Marcy for weeks and with the weather threatening to turn far worse within the coming weeks it would be nigh on impossible to visit them later. He sighed as he entered the house and went to pull on hi s jacket, he had just shrugged it on when he heard horses entering the yard and turned back to the door, stepped out onto the porch and watched his father and Hoss ride to the hitching rail. Hoss gave a wave of the hand \u201cJest see\u2019d Olivia and the kids, where they off to?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThe Dents,\u201d Adam replied, \u201cCome on in and have some coffee before we go,\u201d he turned back into the house followed by his father and brother who were talking together, Ben pulled off his gloves and rubbed his hands together. \u201cIt\u2019s getting colder.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHuh, I\u2019d noticed.\u201d Adam led the way into the kitchen even though he was buttoning up his coat, \u201cCoffee?\u201d<\/p>\n The two men agreed to have a hot drink and sat down at the table to discuss their plans for the day, Ben took his mug and smiled at his eldest son \u201cJoe\u2019s a lot better since you gave him the colt to rear, Adam.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI thought he could benefit from a project, sitting around all day isn\u2019t good for him, he needs something to settle his mind.\u201d he ladled sugar into his own coffee \u201cSo? What\u2019s going on?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMcKendrick wants us to meet with him at his place, there\u2019s been a problem with his water supply and he wants to talk it over with us before he takes action.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat kind of action?\u201d Adam paused, \u201cIt surely doesn\u2019t involve us?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNot directly no, but it does involve the Jessups.\u201d Ben sighed and gulped down the coffee, then he rose to his feet, \u201cLet\u2019s go, no point in wasting time.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam and Hoss looked at one another, grimaced and shrugged, Hoss finished his drink and then turned to Adam \u201cC\u2019mon, slow coach.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHang on a moment, Pa, Hoss,\u201d Adam shook his head \u201cMcKendrick\u2019s some distance from here, why would he want your advice about problems concerning the Jessups?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBecause of what happened last year, that\u2019s why.\u201d Ben replied shortly, \u201cNow, do I have to stand around here waiting while you sip your coffee like some old woman?\u201d<\/p>\n Adam shrugged, put down his cup and with a sigh followed them from the kitchen. Jessup \u2026 again? He buckled on his gun belt and then slapped his hat upon his head, then closed the door firmly behind him.<\/p>\n Chapter 86<\/p>\n The ranch house that had been Olivia\u2019s childhood home gleamed in the light from a watery sun. The orchard on the left side of the property was now bare of foliage, and the woodland beyond that was rapidly losing the last of its autumnal colours.<\/p>\n Seeing it for the first time in a number of weeks gave Olivia a sense of pleasure and nostalgia as she carefully handled the horses to a halt. Reuben rode Buster up beside the buggy and dismounted quickly, knowing that his Pa would have expected him to be there to help his mother down from the vehicle. She smiled at him with her eyes twinkling with pride, what a handsome urchin he was for sure, growing tall for his years and so adult. She sighed and like many mothers before and after her lamented the years that had passed already when this lanky lad had been a mere toddler, a babe in arms.<\/p>\n \u201cMa, is Aunt Marcy expecting us?\u201d Reuben asked looking over at the closed door.<\/p>\n \u201cI doubt it.\u201d she replied with a little laugh and a fluttering of her hands to smooth down her skirts, \u201ccome along , Sofia, hurry up before it starts to rain again.\u201d<\/p>\n Whether or not Marcy was expecting them hardly mattered as once the door was opened she gave such a squeal of delight that there was little doubting their welcome. She threw her arms around Olivia and hugged her tightly, then pulled her indoors all the time exclaiming \u201cOh if I had only known to expect you\u2026\u201d then she had to hug Sofia and declare that she was amazed at how tall she was getting and then it was Reuben\u2019s turn to get a hug as she laughed and said he was getting more and more handsome every time she saw him.<\/p>\n \u201cHave you any kittens, Aunt Marcy?\u201d Sofia asked as she ran into the other room where a fire threw out heat and warmth, but the fat cat on the arm of the chair merely turned languid eyes towards her and then disdainfully turned its head, its nose in the air.<\/p>\n \u201cNo kittens,\u201d Marcy laughed as she filled a kettle which was p u t on the stove, \u201cShe\u2019s the kitten you played with last time you came, or perhaps, the time before that.\u201d she paused and frowned, then smiled brightly at them all, \u201cOh it is just so lovely to see you all here again. Olivia, take off your coat now, and come and sit here, where you used to sit.\u201d<\/p>\n Marcy had not changed at all, still small and slight and dainty of build. Apart from a more confident air about her Olivia could still imagine her just as she used to be when worrying about a cake that she had just put into the oven, or anxious about some other little fancy. She put out a hand to take hold of the younger womans, \u201cDear Marcy, it is so good to see you as well. Tell me all your news? How is Luke?\u201d<\/p>\n Marcy laughed then \u201cOh Luke is well, and happy. At last things seem to be turning around and working out right. He said only last night that the Double D was prospering at last and looked so content that I could almost have cried for him, with joy, of course.\u201d her face assumed a dreamy expression as though recalling to mind that moment when she sat across from her husband and saw the joy on his face as he told her of his future plans. Now she sighed and returned her attention to her guests \u201cCome along, sit down, be comfortable.\u201d<\/p>\n So they sat and were comfortable. Rueben and Sofia found games they could play which Marcy had kept for them, and while the children played Olivia and Marcy exchanged gossip and laughed over old times, considered the present times and forecast what the future would bring them all. \u201c I heard about Bridie\u2019s new venture,\u201d Marcy said as she poured out tea which she preferred to offer to her guests, \u201cThere are people talking about it in Carson City and wanting similar things to take place there. Do you help out there Miss – I mean – Olivia?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI have done, but it\u2019s some distance to travel now, and I don\u2019t feel quite so able to help as I did. Hester goes once a week and Mary Ann goes twice a week. Bridie tries to get there as often as she can.\u201d she took the cup and saucer from Marcy with a smile and set it down on the little table beside her, \u201cThere\u2019s going to be a benefit at the weekend, do you think you and Luke would be able to attend it?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI shall ask him. If the Jessops are going we may well go with them.\u201d<\/p>\n Conversation now turned to the neighbours and various other matters, cake was eaten and tea partaken of, and it was only when the room darkened suddenly that Olivia was minded of the weather and the promise she had made to Adam that she would be back before sunset. She rose to her feet and called to the children to get ready to go while Marcy hurried to get their coats and scarves ready for them.<\/p>\n The sky was clouding over with black thunderous clouds as Olivia got into the buggy, Sofia settled in beside her mother and with a wave of the hand to Marcy and a glance over at Reuben to check that he was nearby Olivia set the horses off into a brisk trot out of the yard. Marcy waved until she was sure they could no longer see her, then slowly closed the door. The three horsemen turned their horses into the wind and rain, bowed their heads and made slow progress as the rain lashed down. Each one of them churned over and over in their minds the events of the afternoon, the hope of reaching home before the weather became a deluge, and niggled at the frustration of being caught in the rain anyway. Hoss yelled over at them that he wished McKendrick had left his queries for some other day to which Ben had agreed whole heartedly.<\/p>\n It had not been the problem that they had anticipated for McKendrick was a reasonable man and once they had poured over the maps and the paper work for half an hour and Hoss had enjoyed gooseberry pies in the meantime the whole matter had been resolved without the Jessops even being aware that there could have been a problem. Ben now shook his head \u201cI always thought McKendrick was an old fuss pot but seems he\u2019s even worse than I thought him to be.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe was worrying over the same kind of problem we had last year, Pa.\u201d Adam replied, his voice louder to carry over the noise of the rain.<\/p>\n \u201cPerhaps so, but he should have realised by now that he had nothing to worry about, we certainly don\u2019t.\u201d Ben replied with a scowl and the black brows beetled over his dark hooded eyes, \u201cThis weather will cause that stream to flood.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIf it does it will be on Jessops land, not ours.\u201d Adam remarked with a smile, \u201cBut I think we managed a system that would prevent it.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDang weather,\u201d Hoss groaned as he pushed rain from his face, \u201cCain\u2019t hardly see where I\u2019m going.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam glanced around him to get his bearings and once satisfied with what he had confirmed in his own mind he rode closer to Ben, \u201cPa, I\u2019m going to ride over to the Dents. All I have to do is cut across here into the woods and make my way through.\u201d he looked over at Hoss who was listening \u201cI\u2019ll be able to meet up with Olivia there and make sure they all get home safely. I don\u2019t like how this weather is turning.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWind is sure blowing up some.\u201d Ben conceded, \u201cYou be careful, son.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam gave a brief nod and then turned his horse\u2019s head round in order to direct it through the route he had in mind, he didn\u2019t look back as his father and brother ploughed on through the churned over mud and puddles that would take them home to the Ponderosa. Paul Martin had checked over the buggy and his horse and now waited for Bridie to leave the house and take her seat. He felt rather smug in having returned to the restaurant and finding her still there had talked her into letting him transport her home. For Bridie it had been more than opportune as the main reason she has remained at the restaurant had been because she had realised there was no way she had of getting back to the Ponderosa. She had arranged with Ezra that if she were not waiting for him outside the Mercantile at a certain time he was to proceed without her, and efficient as ever, he had done just so. She had returned to the restaurant with the intention of either begging a lift from someone – but who? – or taking a room for the night at Widow Hawkins. When Paul had wandered back into the restaurant and informed her, very matter of factly, that he really needed to check on Joe in order to \u2018sign him off\u2019 so could he take her home, she didn\u2019t hesitate to accept. They talked about everything except the personal details that both of them really wanted to know about the other which could, perhaps, have led onto other things that were even more personal.<\/p>\n Gladys Whitten hurried pass with her baby in her arms and the other children clinging to her skirts, she looked up and waved, a smile on her thin face that no longer bore the blue tinge of malnutrition and grief. \u201cI\u2019ll call by and check on you tomorrow morning.\u201d Paul called out as he passed, giving them a salute with his whip as he did so.<\/p>\n \u201cYou are good the way you care for your patients,\u201d Bridie said with a smile as she looked up at him.<\/p>\n \u201cThat\u2019s my job\u201d Paul replied with a lift of the eyebrows, \u201cI get paid for looking after people don\u2019t forget.\u201d he smiled down at her and thought she looked a little crestfallen at the response she had been given, \u201cOf course, there are some patients I enjoy giving particular attention to.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cReally, such as whom?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThose who thank me by recovering, by heart felt gratitude, but saying little but meaning every word, to me that is of more value than any money.\u201d<\/p>\n She nodded and assumed that she knew whom he referred to, after all there were very few of the poor they had been attending recently who could have paid in dollars, but were liberal with much heart felt gratitude and thanks.<\/p>\n \u201cPaul, may I ask you a personal question?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cCertainly,\u201d he smiled down at her, \u201cbut don\u2019t be offended if I don\u2019t like the question and therefore don\u2019t offer a reply.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI just wondered , have you ever been married?\u201d<\/p>\n He looked at her in surprise, then looked baffled and turned away. Bridie wondered if she had offended him after all and was about to apologise when he began to speak.<\/p>\n \u201cI thought everyone knew \u2026 yes, I had been married at one time, but my wife died in childbirth. That is what brought me here to this wilderness, because I wanted to help other women who would otherwise give birth to their babies without any medical assistance at all. I didn\u2019t want another woman to die like my Meg had done.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAnd your child?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cShe died needlessly as well. Born too early you see? \u201c<\/p>\n She nodded, and looked straight ahead of them as the rain sluiced down and obscured the road. He was quiet, but had noticed that Bridie was leaning closer to him, not that he objected to that, certainly not, it gave him a warm glow inside to think that there was some affection, perhaps respect for him and their friendship.<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m sorry,\u201d she said eventually, \u201cI\u2019m sorry for your loss, you must have been quite young when it happened.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI was, but there was a work to get done \u2026 like Ben Cartwright really, he had his losses but set his sights on a goal. Well, I had my goal and – so far – haven\u2019t been too disappointed. \u201c he cleared his throat \u201cHave you – er – ever thought of remarrying?\u201d<\/p>\n She sighed and said nothing, although her brow clouded over or so it seemed to him. Then she gave a slight shrug \u201cI was always too busy, my husband died and I had children to raise. Then somehow I always got so involved with the families I worked for that I never gave it a second thought. Anyway, who\u2019d want to marry me?\u201d<\/p>\n She regretted saying that last of course, it sounded self pitying and gauche. She gave a brief smile, \u201cIs that why you want this clinic to succeed? Because of your wife and what happened to her?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cPerhaps so.\u201d he said gently, \u201cShe\u2019s always at the back of my mind, such a needless death. If we could save just one \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWe saved Gladys Whitten.\u201d she gently reminded him and squeezed his arm with a warmth that surprised even herself.<\/p>\n They slipped into a few moments of silence \u201cHave you ever thought of remarrying?\u201d \u201cYes, I have.\u201d Paul said honestly, \u201cMore so recently, although I know I am well past my prime now and set in my ways, having lived a bachelor life for so long.\u201d<\/p>\n Bridie said nothing to that, for some reason she waited for him to say more, she felt that he wanted to speak but something held him back. She sighed, stared ahead through the curtains of lashing rain and wondered how long it would be before she would be home.<\/p>\n Chapter 87<\/p>\n Crouched low in the saddle young Reuben had to grit his teeth and hold on tightly to the reins as poor Buster made his way along the track. It was the most miserable weather conditions in which to ride in as the wind whipped the rain against the little group of travellers. Sofia sat as still as could be, hardly daring to breathe as the buggy swayed along the way being pushed and shoved by the violence of the gales that made the trees overhead bend and creak and groan.<\/p>\n Olivia was a good confident driver and the horses felt no lack of that through the reins she held, they merely bowed their heads and bent their backs in order to haul the vehicle along the road despite the rain creating streams underfoot.<\/p>\n Reuben shivered as rain trickled down his neck and dripped from his hat, he constantly had to bring a hand up to his face to wipe the rain from his eyes. He glanced occasionally at his mother who was keeping her face poker straight as she stared ahead of her. Once he had thought to suggest that they turned back to Marcy\u2019s but they had reached a stretch of road that had been practically untouched by the rain at that time and had swallowed his fears as a result.<\/p>\n But now everywhere was a churned over morass of mud and gravel, the few remaining leaves on the trees were brought down in swirling wet clods of colour, sometimes landing on them before falling to the ground. Buster shook his head as though to convey to his rider that he didn\u2019t much like the conditions in which they were travelling and just when it seems bad enough a crack of thunder overhead made the ground shake. It was followed instantly by a blinding flash of lightning which made Buster shy back.<\/p>\n Olivia brought the horses to a halt and waved a hand over to Reuben, urging him to draw closer to the buggy, he leaned down to her and listened as she urged him to dismount \u201cTie Busters reins to the back and squeeze in beside us, there\u2019s room enough. I should have thought of it before\u2026\u201d she remonstrated with herself and waited for him to do as she had suggested.<\/p>\n Why hadn\u2019t she thought of that before, she asked herself, poor Reuben, and Sofia only took up a third of the seat, there was plenty of room for the boy. She unclipped the cover and held it back for him to clamber into the buggy and settle in beside his sister, \u201cIs Buster alright?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, Ma, he\u2019s fine, I got him tied real good at the back\u201d<\/p>\n Sofia cringed closer to her mother, Reuben was soaking wet and now he was going to soak her as well. The protection afforded by the buggy hood and cover was barely adequate as it was, but at least most of her had been dry. The horses pulled forwards and began their way up a steeper section of road towards the junction where the road met the main road to Virginia City.<\/p>\n The torrents of water that had fallen in such a short space of time had created gullies along the road, old tracks of wagons and horses had filled into pools and spilled over, tumbling down the roadway like so many little waterfalls and forming so many ruts in the surface. The horses pulled, the buggy swayed, a wheel caught in one of the ruts and lurched to the left, then it hit a rock that had been laid bare by the volume of water that had spewed over it. Thunder cracked again and Sofia shrieked, grabbed at her mothers arm in fear as lightning formed a white band across their path.<\/p>\n The horses stopped, side stepped, skidded as they tried to get themselves righted. Olivia gripped the reins and tried to encourage them to be calm, and the buggy tilted again as the wheel mounted the rock and crashed back down onto the road, into a rut and then tilted some more.<\/p>\n Reuben closed his eyes, convinced that disaster lay ahead, he gripped the framework of the hood that shielded them in the hope that it would protect them from harm, but the horses were scared now as another streak of lightning hit the ground only feet from them.<\/p>\n Again the buggy lurched and tilted and once more Olivia fought for control over the horses. Sofia was sobbing with fear and clung so tightly to her mothers arm that it impeded her ability to handle the reins so that the horses were floundering, their feet slipping in the mud that was streaming past their hooves.<\/p>\n Ahead of them a branch creaked ominously low, it swayed back and forth like a broken uncontrolled limb until with a crack and snap it broke free and fell into the road. This was more than the horses could contend with, they reared up, Sofia screamed and even Olivia cried out as though suddenly aware that the matter could very well get out of her control.<\/p>\n Reuben hesitated as he wondered what was to do ? The horses were truly frightened, and Olivia was almost standing up now in order to keep mastery of the reins and attempt to calm them enough for them to continue on with the journey. Buster was squealing in panic \u2026 and worse than anything was the fear that if the buggy went over, his mother and sister would , could, be seriously injured. Marcy opened the door to the loud rapping and was surprised to see Adam standing there, soaked through with rain pouring from his waterproof poncho<\/p>\n \u201cIs Olivia here?\u201d \u201cOlivia\u2019s gone.\u201d They spoke together, there was a momentarily pause as they waited for the other to speak again, Marcy pointed to the road \u201cThey left about half an hour ago.\u201d<\/p>\n He looked at her blankly as though he didn\u2019t understand what she was saying while his brain told him that half an hour ago it was hardly raining at all, there was no indication that the weather would become so savage. He nodded to indicate that he understood and turned away, remounted Sport and set him to take the road as fast as was possible.<\/p>\n Several times even steady stolid Sport\u2019s feet slid from beneath him but he maintained his stride and galloped onwards despite the wind and rain lashing down upon them, horse and rider were becoming an indistinguishable blurred shape upon a road now only infrequently illumined by the lightning flashes. Mary Ann opened the door to her home and stepped back quickly to admit Paul and Bridie. She looked at them both in astonishment \u201cWhat on earth were you both doing out in this weather?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt wasn\u2019t this weather when we left town.\u201d Bridie said somewhat breathlessly for she and the doctor had almost ran from the buggy to the house, and at her age she had found it both exhilarating and difficult.<\/p>\n \u201cI wanted to check on Joe and hopefully sign him off as my patient,\u201d Paul muttered as he removed his hat, slapped it against his leg and then placed it on the bureau, \u201cSo I thought I would bring Bridie along home as it was obvious there was no one in town could have done so instead.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMy own fault,\u201d Bridie smiled as though it hardly mattered that she would have been marooned in town, \u201c I forgot to check on whether or not I could get back home.\u201d<\/p>\n Mary Ann shook her head again and ushered them into the warmth of the house as though she were urging two delinquents into the head teachers office. Joe stood up with a smile, \u201cGood to see you, Paul.\u201d his smile broadened at Bridie who muttered that she would \u2019be off and see what was happening in the kitchen.\u2019<\/p>\n \u201cI wanted to see you again,\u201d Paul said glibly enough, \u201cCheck you over and see if I could sign you off.\u201d<\/p>\n Joe nodded \u201cMmm, and you without your medical bag, Paul?\u201d he chuckled at the sight of Paul\u2019s discomfort, \u201cYou had better come up with a better excuse than that you know.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt wasn\u2019t an excuse,\u201d Paul protested and then scowled, \u201cAnyway, what do you mean, young man? Why would I need an excuse to visit you?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSit down, Paul, I\u2019ll get you a drink, you deserve one driving in this weather.\u201d<\/p>\n Paul sighed and lowered himself down in the armchair, he glanced ruefully at the sight of his trousers and shook his head \u201cIt was alright when we left town, then when it started to get heavy we were caught at that stage of the journey where it was as wise to go forwards as back.\u201d he took the glass from Joe and thanked him for it, \u201cDidn\u2019t seem any point in going back.\u201d<\/p>\n Joe nodded and resumed his seat, looked thoughtfully at the doctor and was about to speak when there was a crack of thunder overhead, lightning flashed white over the room, \u201cNot pleasant weather to be out in, I hope everyone\u2019s safely home by now.\u201d<\/p>\n He\u2019d spoken in a murmur, much as though he were speaking to himself but Paul heard and nodded, \u201cIt\u2019s a messy evening, and you\u2019re right, hardly safe to be travelling in.\u201d he grinned his most mischievous and his eyes twinkled, \u201cI guess you had better spend the night here, Paul. The guest rooms pretty comfortable \u2026\u201d Hester fussed. Hoss loved being fussed over by Hester it made him feel safe and secure and loved. He kissed her affectionately as she leaned forwards to towel dry his hair and scold him yet again for being out in such bad weather. Ben, left to towel himself dry and standing in front of the fire thereby taking up most of the heat, mentioned soberly that when they had left McKendrick\u2019s the weather was fine, just fine.<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019s been threatening to rain all day,\u201d Hester said with a shake of her head which sent her golden red hair springing into loose coils down her neck, \u201cBen, at your age you should know better, and Hoss, why didn\u2019t you stop him.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWas Adam as well.\u201d Hoss mumbled emerging from the towel rather red faced \u201cHe never said nothing about it going to rain this bad, he even let Olivia and the children go to see the Dents.\u201d<\/p>\n Hester frowned, paused in her efforts to dry her husband off \u201cBut that\u2019s quite some distance.\u201d she glanced at Ben, \u201cDo you think they\u2019d be home now?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAdam left us at the junction and cut through the woods so that he could ride with them, if they hadn\u2019t left. I\u2019d think Olivia would have enough sense to stay at Marcy and Luke\u2019s once the storm set in.\u201d Ben said although his face became thoughtful and he stepped away from the fire to walk over to the window. For a moment he stared out at the rain lashing down and shook his head \u201cI doubt if Adam would let them travel in this.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDo you think Adam will be alright?\u201d Hoss asked, \u201cHe could have got hisself caught up in this, and in the woods too.\u201d<\/p>\n Ben sighed, then gave an impatient shrug of the shoulders as though to dismiss the whole matter, \u201cNo point in worrying about it, I can\u2019t see them coming to any harm. Adam\u2019s ridden out in worse that this before now.\u201d he smiled slowly as memories seeped into his mind, \u201cWhy, I can remember a time once when it rained like this for four days.\u201d<\/p>\n Hop Sing ambled into the room, with a tray heavily laden with hot coffee and cookies, he nodded and smiled and set the tray down upon the table \u201cDinner not long now, all very good, cook slow, make good meal you all enjoy.\u201d<\/p>\n Hester flashed her generous smile of thanks at him and then wrapped her arms around her husbands neck \u201cHoss Cartwright, your timing is wonderful, you ride through a storm and still get home in time for dinner.\u201d There was nothing Reuben could do to help the horses while he was on the ground, he was too small, too inexperienced, but he did hurry to the back of the buggy and quickly loosen the reins on Buster. His primary thought was that being in the saddle would give him enough height to handle the other animals, and perhaps Buster\u2019s presence would calm them as well.<\/p>\n While Olivia tried to get the horses confidence back in her through her handling of the reins the boy urged his horse round the buggy which was still sliding and slipping as a result of the combination of flooding and loose gravel on t he track, as well as the horses refusal to move on but continually backing up and pushing the vehicle all over the track.. Back and forth it swerved, carving deep furrows in the soft rain soaked ground, once or twice it seemed destined to topple upon its side which sent Sofia into a panic.<\/p>\n Now Reuben reached out to grab at the harness of the horse he had reached, hoping as he did so that Buster wouldn\u2019t pick up the scent of fear. The steady little beast never wavered and obeyed the commands of his master as best he could even though Reuben was beginning to feel frightened and sick with the fear that he would not be able to reach the animals. He could hear his mother\u2019s voice calling to him to back away, to leave the horses and was feeling total despair when a hand suddenly grabbed at Buster\u2019s reins and pulled the little pony aside and well away from the panic stricken larger animals who were now rolling their eyes in fear.<\/p>\n Rain sluiced down over him as he watched his father grasp the lead horses bridle while Sport, as steady as any rock, moved in closer to it. The sight and smell of their stable mate succeeded in getting both horses to stop their panic sufficiently for Adam\u2019s voice to be heard above the noise so that within minutes they had ceased their struggling and came to a halt. Now Adam turned Sport round to ride to the side of the buggy where he slipped out of the saddle and pulled aside the cover in order to pull Olivia into his arms.<\/p>\n No-one could put into words the fear that Adam had felt when he had seen the buggy slewing from one side of the road to the other, fear overwhelmed him so much that his mind blanked out in a red mist and thought of doing anything other than stopping the horses escaped him.<\/p>\n Now as he held his wife in his arms and felt her clinging to him he could only close his eyes, thank God, and bury his face into her neck. \u201cLivvy, Livvy, oh God, what were you thinking to come out in this?\u201d<\/p>\n Sofia was sobbing so he put out a hand to stroke her face \u201cIt\u2019s alright, sweetheart, it\u2019s alright.\u201d he assured her and then looked over through the rain to where Reuben sat watching them, \u201cWell done, son, well done.\u201d<\/p>\n His face was a blur to the boy, as the rain obscured most things, but the boy could see his father looking and speaking to him, what he had said he couldn\u2019t hear, but he knew that he had done well, he knew that he had acted in a way that his father would have expected and been proud for him doing it. He moved Buster towards them, so that when Adam put his arm around him and hugged him he felt immeasurable pride.<\/p>\n \u201cLet\u2019s get home,\u201d Adam said quietly, \u201cReuben, are you alright riding Buster in this?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, sir.\u201d Reuben nodded, he\u2019d have ridden through floods and fire for this man had he but to say the word.<\/p>\n \u201cLivvy?\u201d Adam looked at his wife, touched her face and stared into the green eyes, \u201cLivvy?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m alright, Adam, we\u2019re alright now.\u201d she assured him and picked up the reins which she had dropped in order to hold him close. She looked at Sofia who had stopped crying but was still holding tight \u201cIt wasn\u2019t raining like this when we left otherwise I\u2019d have stayed at Marcy\u2019s.\u201d<\/p>\n He said nothing to that but with a nod of the head rode to the back of the vehicle and dismounted, tied Sports reins to the back and then took his place by his wife\u2019s side. Gentle hands took the reins from her, he smiled at them both and then nodded again, before urging the horses onwards.<\/p>\n Sofia held close hold to her mothers arm, cuddled in as near as she possibly could while she watched her brother riding Buster beside them, the little horse never once breaking stride but steady and reliable, nothing like the fat obstinate fellow he had once been. She looked over at her father who was soaked through but sat resolute by her mother, the reins in strong confident hands, and she remembered how he had promised that he would always be there when she needed him. She understood now that those words hadn\u2019t been said just to pacify her, but that in every way possible, when ever possible, he would fulfill that promise.<\/p>\n Olivia sat beside her husband fighting a hundred different emotions… relief, fear, love and pride all mingled in together. Within her body the infant kicked and moved as though it also knew fear so she placed a hand upon her skirts as though to reassure it that all was well, they were safe. In the stable Adam did a careful check of the two horses to ensure that they had not been injured during those frenzied moments of panic. As he ran his hands down their legs to feel for any feverish points or damage his mind went over every imaginable \u2018what if\u2019s\u2019 that could have happened. He knew for a certainty that had Olivia been a woman who lost control and panicked then the horses could well have broken into a wild flight that could have brought the buggy crashing over and all those in it injured or killed. He also appreciated he had reached them when the fight had almost gone from them so that they were controllable enough to be calmed by Sports presence and his voice, had they been at the height of their panic there would have been no chance of his calming them and the only alternative would have been to try and get Olivia and Sofia out of the buggy safely.<\/p>\n Reuben came into the stable with a lantern in his hand which he hung on a hook , he watched as Adam now began to clean the horses carefully and after a moment he picked up some rags to imitate his father\u2019s movements on the other horse. \u201cPa, I was sure scared.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam nodded \u201cShould think so, it scared me just seeing what was going on.\u201d he straightened his back and looked at his son who was industriously cleaning the horses glossy coat, \u201cReuben, you were very brave in what you tried to do, but you were also very foolish.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat do you mean, Pa?\u201d the boy paused, his mouth drooped in dismay, \u201cI – I only wanted to calm them down.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou\u2019re just a boy, there was no possible way you would have calmed them, in fact, it could have made them worse. You see, son, sometimes you just have to weigh up the dangers very quickly, and put feelings to one side if possible.\u201d he stepped up to the boy and put his arm around his shoulders, drawing him closer towards him, \u201cLook at the size of these animals compared to yourself? It would only have taken the one you reached out for to rear up and you would have been plucked out of the saddle as clean as a whistle. \u201c<\/p>\n \u201cBut what if you hadn\u2019t come by, Pa, what if you hadn\u2019t stopped them?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThey were about running out of steam when I came by, and Sport being there helped calm them mostly.\u201d Adam explained \u201cThe best thing would have been to have got your ma and Sofia out of the buggy, then if the horses crushed it they\u2019d have been safe; if they had careered onwards out of control then they would still have been safe.\u201d he paused and smiled down at the boy \u201cWhat would I have done if anything had happened to you, huh? Don\u2019t take unnecessary risks, son.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAre you angry with me, Pa?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, son, I\u2019m proud of you \u2026 but for a second or two you made my heart stop a beat!\u201d<\/p>\n Chapter 88<\/p>\n Within the house all was quiet, outside the wind had paused as though it had decided to catch its breath. The temperature dropped so that icy fingers decorated the glass of the windows to form a myriad different and beautiful patterns for the wakers to discover and exclaim over.<\/p>\n Together in their bed Adam and Olivia had slept the sleep of exhaustion. Reuben and Sofia had been almost asleep on their feet as they had mounted the stairs to their beds. The clock downstairs ticked away the time, seconds, minutes, hours\u2026 nothing stirred.<\/p>\n Adam was the first to stir and awaken to a new day. After rolling onto his back he lay very still staring up at the ceiling and listening to the silence. He sighed and closed his eyes again but not to sleep, just so that he could think over the events of the previous day and torment his soul with the inevitable what if\u2019s that immediately sprung to mind. He reached out a hand and touched Olivia\u2019s shoulder, then ran his fingers down her arm in order to find her hand.<\/p>\n She stirred, murmured something but remained asleep although her fingers had involuntarily closed over his own. Content with that Adam remained still with his other arm folded beneath his head and his eyes closed.<\/p>\n Reuben snored a little as he remained curled up tight in the middle of the bed with the covers over him so that he appeared as a rather large lump. His sleep was undisturbed by nightmares or dreams, it was deep and total oblivion.<\/p>\n In her room Sofia cuddled closer to Clarabelle and opened her eyes to look around the room before closing them again. She thought for a moment of getting up to play with her dolls but the bed was warm and cosy while just peeking her nose over the covers had proven the room to be cold and uninviting. She stretched a little to feel for a warm place to put her feet and yawned before falling back into sleep.<\/p>\n Cheng Ho Lee got up and put a match to the incense burner which was placed in front of a portrait of his ancestors. He knelt down and put his hands together in prayer and bowed his head as he concentrated on the words he liked to offer up to them each morning. Afterwards he carried out his ablutions and dressed carefully, the day was beginning and there was work that had to be carried out.<\/p>\n He never took any notice of the dragon tattooed on his arm, it had been there for a long time now, ever since he was a boy of fifteen years of age and had been dragged from his family and friends by a band of marauders who had rampaged through his village. It had been some days before he discovered that his brother had also been taken, plucked from the fields in which he had been working alongside their father. Both boys had been branded with that tattoo by that time and had looked at it shamefully and without pride.<\/p>\n At the Ponderosa main house Ben Cartwright groaned and turned over restlessly. His back ached abominably and he had found little comfort in his bed during the night. He finally got up and pulled on the burgundy quilted dressing gown and shuffled his feet into his slippers in order to go downstairs. He tightened the cord around his waist as he made a silent progress down the stairs and made his way to the cabinet which he opened, located the brandy bottle and poured himself a small glass. He carried it over to the chair by the fire and gratefully settled into it, sipped it and watched as the dying flames struggled to destroy the final log of wood that had been set there hours earlier. The clock chimed the hour, sounding dull and bored of its lifetime of servitude, it was three o\u2019clock.<\/p>\n Above his head he could hear the baby crying, little Helen Hope whom they all called Hope. He smiled slowly and sighed deeply as he thought back to the time when a cry like that would have had his wife, Marie, hurrying to attend to their own baby, their little Joe. How quickly the years had flown by, how quickly. He sighed and drank a little more brandy and allowed his thoughts to wander back down the years.<\/p>\n Hester left the warmth of her bed to go to the crib and pick up the little one. She carried her to the bed and settled her into the crook of her arm so that she could soothe the infant. Hope was now 7 months old and had stopped demanding a night feed many months ago, but this fretful cry reminded Hester that she had to prepare for such disturbed nights as the cycle of teething began. She held the child close to her and whispered a little song, rocking her too and fro in her arms.<\/p>\n Hoss snored, then snorted and snuffled and smacked his lips. He forced open his eyes, ran his tongue across his teeth and smacked his lips again. He heard Hester soft crooning and turned towards here, propped his head up by one hand and watched her as she lulled their little daughter back to sleep. It occurred to him, and not for the first time, that he should hire one of those artists in town to come and paint Hesters portrait, especially when she was like this, with her beautiful hair springing in curls about her face and down her back.<\/p>\n He reached out a hand and touched her face gently so that she turned and leaned down to accept his kiss. The baby wriggled in protest as it seemed she was about to be smothered between her two doting parents.<\/p>\n Hannah slept soundly with her arms around her favourite doll, she slept too soundly even to snore, unaware of anything around her, unknowing of the spider that made a sudden dash across her bedspread in order to reach the corner where it began to spin industriously yet another cobweb that Hester would no doubt find and destroy.<\/p>\n Hop Sing dressed himself slowly as he thought over what to do that day. He would need the wagon, and if it were not raining too much then he would take the dirty washing into town to be laundered by the family of one of his cousins. There was a list of things he needed to get as well from the Emporium and from the General Stores. He had completed his prayers to his ancestors but the heavy smell of the incense still pervaded the room.<\/p>\n In the home of Joseph Cartwright their guest, Dr Paul Martin lay awake and staring up at the ceiling. He had found that he woke up regularly every morning at this hour and he knew that for the next hour he would go over and over in his mind all the things he would like to say to Mrs Bridie O\u2019Flannery. Was he being an old fool? When exactly did one become an old fool? What was the difference between a young fool and an old one except the years that separated them? Was not this feeling that just would not go away as painful to him at this age as it had been when he had first fallen in love with his beloved Meg all those years ago. Now his mind went chasing memories of the time he had spent with his wife when he was but a youth. Perhaps he would have smiled had he known that in the Ponderosa\u2019s big room Ben Cartwright was engaged in chasing just exactly the same memories with his first wife, Elizabeth.<\/p>\n The clock struck five o\u2019clock and in her room Bridie O\u2019Flannery smoothed down the ruffles on her blouse and put on a warm cardigan. There was, she told herself, little point in staying in bed when there was work to be done so she may as well get on and start preparing for the days meals. The thought that they had a guest for breakfast caused her to stop for a moment to consider the matter, and she had to take a deep breath in order to quell the sudden fluttering in her stomach. Indigestion she told herself, it played havoc with her at times although she had to admit it was only recently that she had been plagued by it so much.<\/p>\n Little Daniel Cartwright frowned and screwed up his face, tightened his hands into fists and concentrated very hard on filling his diaper. He was slightly constipated so it was rather more difficult than normal but once the deed was accomplished he relaxed, closed his eyes and fell back to sleep.<\/p>\n In their bed Mary Ann and Joe turned towards one another and reached for each others hand. Even though they were asleep they moved as one so that their heads were touching, their fingers entwined, their bodies closed in upon each other.<\/p>\n Outside a silver moon drifted behind clouds and shone down upon a landscape slowly being enveloped by silent drifting snowflakes. Within several hours it was already knee deep in places and was drifting across the roads and tracks making the way into town impassable.<\/p>\n Chapter 89<\/p>\n Paul stepped into the kitchen and paused immediately at the sight of Bridie standing by the window staring out at the view beyond. His eyes lingered upon her for a moment before turning to look at what she was obviously entranced by for she had not stirred upon his entrance. It was as though the sight of the snow laden hills and lake with the moon light still shining down upon it had totally captivated her and borne her to some far off imaginary haven. For a moment he didn\u2019t move as he watched the birth of a new morning dawn and the colours spill out from the heavens upon the whiteness of the earth beneath.<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019s beautiful, isn\u2019t it?\u201d she said softly and half turned to greet him with a smile, \u201cThere\u2019s something so awe inspiring about freshly fallen snow, don\u2019t you think?\u201d<\/p>\n He nodded and smiled back, wishing he could tell her that he had thought the sight of her had certainly been \u2018awe inspiring\u2019 to him, but he knew that she would not have believed him. She was too pragmatic a woman to see herself as anything other than the woman who looked back at her from her mirror; she could never believe anyone would look at her any differently. He frowned slightly \u201cIt\u2019s going to be difficult getting back into town.\u201d<\/p>\n She sighed and then nodded \u201cOh dear, yes, I\u2019m afraid it is. From the looks of things it\u2019s already quite deep and still coming down.\u201d<\/p>\n He sat down at the table and cleared his throat, but before he could say another word she was asking him how he liked his early morning coffee and what would he prefer for breakfast. The sound of feet intruded upon them and Joe appeared with Daniel in his arms, \u201cLooks like you\u2019ll be here to stay for a while yet, Paul.\u201d<\/p>\n Paul immediately rose to his feet and turned to the young man with an apologetic look on his face \u201cI am sorry, Joe. I hope it won\u2019t inconvenience you all too much.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNot at all.\u201d Joe responded promptly allowing Bridie to take Daniel from him for his early morning cuddles \u201cIt\u2019ll give you time to experience first hand what a great cook Bridie is \u2026\u201d he grinned and turned to his wife who had trailed in behind him, \u201cLook at the snow, darling, isn\u2019t it beautiful.\u201d<\/p>\n She smiled at him rather dreamily as though sleepfulness was still dragging her away from awareness of all that was going on, she mumbled that it was lovely and sat down, looked at Paul \u201cOh Paul, I am sorry, that means you\u2019ll have to spend a bit more time with us here, won\u2019t it?\u201d<\/p>\n Paul laughed, he hadn\u2019t meant to, but the thought of being closed in with this little family was probably the most joyous thing that he felt could happen. He glanced around the room and his eyes twinkled as he watched Bridie swaying slightly too and fro with the baby on her hip as she held him in her arms, while Joe leaned towards the window to look out at the falling snow and Mary Ann, yawning sleepily and looking so pretty as she reached for the coffee pot.<\/p>\n Outside the snow continued to fall. Reuben and Sofia paused at the front door of the house and glanced around them \u201cShush,\u201d Reuben whispered as he put a finger to his lips, \u201cShush, we don\u2019t want Ma and Pa to hear us.\u201d<\/p>\n Sofia crept closer to her brother and held her breath as he pulled back the latch and carefully opened the door. With a whoosh a blast of cold air whistled into the porch bringing with it whirling snowflakes that battered into their faces, stung their eyes so that they instinctively closed them. \u201cOh it\u2019s cold, close the door, close it quick.\u201d Sofia cried.<\/p>\n \u201cHelp me then, the winds too strong.\u201d Reuben cried spluttering to get his breath back, and then almost toppling over when the door closed faster than he had anticipated. \u201cOh!\u201d<\/p>\n They turned round to observe Adam looking down at them with raised eyebrows, his shirt still untucked into his pants, his boots in one hand and his feet bare. \u201cYou two sounded like a herd of elephants coming down those stairs.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSorry Pa.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBut it\u2019s snowing, daddy, it\u2019s snowing. We can build a snowman and have a snowball fight.\u201d<\/p>\n He laughed and swung Sofia up into his arms, obviously the adventure of the previous day had done niether of them any harm and it warmed his heart when she wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him \u201cWell, we may have to wait a while for that,\u201d he observed, \u201cThe winds keen and the snows still falling.\u201d<\/p>\n He walked into the kitchen with Reuben trailing behind him and Sofia still in his arms, then looked around \u201cWhere\u2019s Cheng Ho Lee?\u201d<\/p>\n They looked around the room, at one another. The stove was alight and glowing, the coffee pot was bubbling and spitting onto the hot plates. He set Sofia down and as she sat down on her chair he walked to the back door, just as his hand reached for the handle it was pushed open and their Chinese companion stepped inside bearing the bucket Olivia used for milking. It was covered securely with its lid, but both that and Cheng Ho Lee were liberally covered with a coating of snow. He shook his head \u201cMuch snow. Very cold. Very slippy. I get milk so Missy Cartwright not have to go.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIs it very deep, is it?\u201d Reuben cried looking the man up and down as though in some way he would be able to gauge the depth of the snow by what was borne in upon his person.<\/p>\n \u201cDeep in places.\u201d came the reply, \u201cNow, I get breakfast ready. Coffee ready now.\u201d he placed it carefully on the table and nodded at Adam who was carefully tucking his shirt tails into his pants.<\/p>\n \u201cIs Ma awake? I want to tell her about the snow\u2026\u201d Sofia wriggled on the seat and turned to look out of the window where the snow was still covering the glass as the wind buffeted fresh scatterings upon it.<\/p>\n \u201cLeave your Ma to sleep.\u201d Adam said sternly, \u201cYesterdays adventure just about wore her out.\u201d he picked up his cup of coffee and glanced at the wood pile \u201cI\u2019ll need to go and get more wood, we\u2019ll need to stock up in here. This snow\u2019s early, could last a few days yet unless it\u2019s just a freak storm blown over from the Atlantic and dumped here.\u201d<\/p>\n Reuben frowned, that was something to think about and he looked at his sister who was biting her nails and looking thoughtful, \u201cCan we go see Gran\u2019pa later?\u201d she said in that slow minx voice that indicated she was scheming something.<\/p>\n \u201cWe\u2019ll see how bad the snow is first, I\u2019m not going to force the horses to wade through this if its too deep just to visit family.\u201d Adam said, he leaned against the sink and watched Cheng Ho Lee for a moment or two, \u201cI\u2019ll need your help this morning, Cheng Ho Lee. I can\u2019t risk losing Reuben in a snow drift on the way to the stables or the log store \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI won\u2019t get lost, Pa, honest, I won\u2019t.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI don\u2019t want to keep digging you out of snow drifts either \u2026\u201d Adam grinned and pulled out a chair to sit on, \u201cAnd don\u2019t argue, just because you can\u2019t get into school doesn\u2019t mean you will get off your lessons, you can do them here.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBut Pa, what about Buster? I need to make sure he\u2019s alright, don\u2019t I?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cTrue enough, we\u2019ll check out how deep the snow is after you\u2019ve had your breakfast and stowed a bit more ballast away in that stomach of yours.\u201d<\/p>\n They all turned to the door as Olivia came in, she was dressed warmly with a shawl of soft pink cashmere across her shoulders. She smiled at them all, \u201cI\u2019m afraid I\u2019m late for the milking.\u201d she said apologetically but Adam told her not to worry, as Cheng Ho Lee had already done it for her.<\/p>\n Cheng Ho Lee bowed his head respectfully as she thanked him \u201cVery slippy in snow.\u201d he observed, \u201cNearly lose all milk one time when fall over.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDid you really fall over, Cheng Ho Lee?\u201d Reuben asked wide eyed.<\/p>\n \u201cDid you, did you, Cheng Ho Lee?\u201d Sofia giggled most unsympathetically.<\/p>\n \u201cSnow cushion fall.\u201d came the rather curt reply.` \u201cDang, look at that snow.\u201d Hoss muttered when it was obvious everyone in the room could see it as plain as could be, \u201cI had a whole heap of things to do today. Adam and me were going to do some work on the west side.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThe hands should be able to do that,\u201d Ben said thoughtfully, \u201cThere\u2019s a line shack close by and I sent Ezra and several others there yesterday, remember?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHop Sing have plans to go in town, now no going in to town, no buying very important things, no laundry to cousin \u2026 snow too early.\u201d Hop Sing grumbled as he put down a platter of bread on the table.<\/p>\n \u201cSnow, snow, snow.\u201d Hannah chanted and clapped her hands.<\/p>\n \u201cIs it very deep? Will we be able to get out at all?\u201d Hester asked as she carefully cut into slices Hannahs food.<\/p>\n \u201cFrom the way its building up around the trees out thar I doubt it very much. We\u2019ll never find Hannah until spring if she falls into a drift.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNot fall in drift.\u201d Hannah protested, \u201cNot lost.\u201d<\/p>\n Hester tut-tutted at her husband and stroked her daughter\u2019s dark head \u201cPa\u2019s only teasing, darling, take no notice.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019ll get a shovel and dig a way through to the stable and see to the horses, won\u2019t take that long.\u201d Hoss declared as he shovelled (no other way to describe it) food into his mouth, \u201cMaybe shovel my way clear to Adams as well.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cPlay wid Sofeee.\u201d Hannah cried her eyes lighting up with delight at the thought.<\/p>\n Ben observed his grand daughter thoughtfully and then shook his head, looked at his son and raised his eyebrows \u201cDon\u2019t go putting ideas into your daughters head, Hoss.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, sir, sorry sir.\u201d Hoss mumbled but looked over at Hannah and winked a very conspiratorial wink of the eye. Cheng Ho Lee worked industriously at mucking out with his master, he had no great love for horses but so long as there was some distance between him and them he was happy to get on with the business of getting the stable clean, leaving Adam the task of dealing with the stalls.<\/p>\n By the time that task was completed they had both built up a good deal of heat so stepping out of the stable was a shock to the system as the cold was in fierce contrast to the warmth within. The doors were closed with some difficulty, both men having to push hard against the wood as the winds blew so fiercely upon them as though determined to ensure they\u2019d never close again.<\/p>\n The snow had stopped falling which was one blessing, and the sky was a clear blue so that everywhere reflected a blueness which sparkled as the wintry sun smiled down upon them. The task of getting to the wood store was now to be undertaken and with snow above their knees the two men forged their way to the wood store.<\/p>\n The wind was a capricious demon and during the night had forced the doors open so that one of them was almost off its hinges and lodged up against the wall of the shed by a high bank of frozen snow. The other door was wedged slightly open and had been prevented from swinging open further by the amount of snow weighted against it. Adam sighed and made his way into the shed with Cheng Ho Lee close behind him.<\/p>\n On the walls the tools had been torn from their places and had been scattered about, as though some childish giant had wandered in and wilfully thrown them all over the shed, and over the huge stack of timber that was stored within. With a sigh Adam looked at Cheng Ho Lee \u201cLooks as though this is going to take longer than I thought.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cToo much snow inside shed.\u201d the other man observed in his usual dry manner, and began to look for something that would enable him to remove it in order to provide a clear passage.<\/p>\n Adam nodded and kicked aside some of the snow to clear a path, this enabled him to move further into the building and search among the logs and timber for some of his tools. It was while he was thus employed that he heard an ominous rumble, a loud thudding and a cry which was abruptly cut short.<\/p>\n It took little time to reach where Cheng Ho Lee lay unconscious upon the snow laden ground surrounded and partly covered by a mass of wood that had tumbled free and rolled down upon him. As Adam moved them from Cheng Ho Lee as swiftly as he possibly could, he could see that during the gales the supports that held the log pile in place had been loosened by the constant vibration of the winds buffeting. Whatever had restrained them from falling free earlier must have been freed even further by Cheng Ho Lee\u2019s tentative searching. The amount of wood and logs that had felled the man were not of a vast quantity nor were they overly large, it took Adam less than ten minutes to clear the area and then gently turn the man over onto his back.<\/p>\n Speaking in Cantonese he now asked Cheng Ho Lee is he were alright, to encourage the man to open his eyes, to regain consciousness. He loosened the man\u2019s coat in order to enable him to breathe easier, and reached for his hand in order to feel for a pulse. Pushing down the sleeves of Cheng Ho Lee’s coat and shirt he slowly revealed the head of the red dragon tattoo in all its fiery glory.<\/p>\n For a moment Adam froze. He was kneeling beside the unconscious man with his fingers around the man\u2019s wrist and staring fixedly at the tattoo and feeling physically shocked at the sight. Gulping slightly and breathing faster he reached out with his other hand to pull down the sleeve in order to expose the tattoo in all its horrific glory. After some slight hesitation he released Cheng Ho Lee\u2019s hand to allow it to fall by his side, while he sunk back on his haunches, raised a hand to his mouth and bowed his head in deep thought and consideration of what all this could mean for him.<\/p>\n Chapter 90<\/p>\n When Cheng Ho Lee opened his eyes it was to find himself in his own room, upon his bed with the covers drawn over him and a fire burning in the hearth. Olivia was seated next to the bed and had obviously been about to place a cold compress upon the bruises and bump upon his brow. He closed his eyes slowly and sighed, murmured something in Cantonese before opening them once more \u201cWhere is Mr Adam?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe\u2019s gone to get Hop Sing. With the pass closed he won\u2019t be able to get into town for the doctor.\u201d Olivia said gently and when he struggled into a sitting position she pushed him back against the pillows, \u201cDon\u2019t move, Cheng Ho Lee, your left leg is broken and we think that your right ankle is badly bruised and sprained. You won\u2019t be feeling any pain just yet as we managed to get some laudanum into you before you passed out again.\u201d<\/p>\n He frowned, he had no memory of what had happened since going to the stables, no memory of t he logs falling upon him or of the efforts it had taken Adam to drag him through the snow to the house whereupon the pain of being lifted onto the bed had brought him to consciousness. He sighed and shook his head slowly, \u201cI do not remember.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell, you do have a number of bruises and bumps on your head, Cheng Ho Lee. It is hardly surprising that you can\u2019t remember anything.\u201d she turned round as the door opened and Sofia peeked into the room. \u201cHere is a little friend come to see you, Cheng Ho Lee.\u201d Olivia smiled and beckoned to the child to come to her.<\/p>\n \u201cAh, Little Missy -\u201d he nodded, it was true, he and Sofia had a form of a friendship after all he was a lonely man and she was a lonely little girl, it was natural they would drift together in companionship.<\/p>\n \u201cDoes it hurt much, Cheng Ho Lee?\u201d she said as she stood beside the bed, \u201cdaddy said you had a broken leg. All the logs came down on top of you.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI do not remember.\u201d Cheng Ho Lee replied slowly and closed his eyes again.<\/p>\n He could feel the warmth of her hand as she placed it gently upon his, and almost instinctively he took hold of them as though they were the most precious things in his life right then. Olivia looked on, stroked Sofia\u2019s cheek and rose to her feet \u201cI\u2019ll go and get something for our patient to eat, dear, just take care of him for us.\u201d<\/p>\n Sofia nodded and took her mothers place on the chair. She looked around the room and then at the man who appeared to be asleep on the bed. She remembered how Adam had looked as he had dragged, half carried, half pulled the man into the house, and now he was out there in the snow which was falling again, she shivered \u201cDaddy\u2019s gone to get Hop Sing.\u201d<\/p>\n There was no response, Cheng Ho Lee was slipping back to the world he once knew many years ago when he had been a boy in his village playing with his friends, his brother, his sisters. He was returning to a time when once a little girl had placed her hand in his and told him she loved him dearly, his little sister, his favourite of them all.<\/p>\n Adam had chosen to saddle up Fiddler, a big sturdy horse that he felt would have dealt with the problem of the heavy snow he would have to wade through on the short trip to the main house. Sport, he felt, could have handled it well enough but he was no longer young and mettlesome, but was of an age when he needed more tender care. Now Fiddler bowed his head against the screeching winds, sleet and snow, that was thrown against them. The snow was up to the animals belly in places, chest high in others and then unexpectedly smooth elsewhere. For Adam it was a nightmare trip, and he was wondering if he would ever get to his father\u2019s home when it suddenly loomed ahead of him.<\/p>\n He rode Fiddler to the stable, dismounted into the heaps of snow that had resulted from the doors being opened earlier and then led the animal into the warm building. After closing him inside he pushed on to the house.<\/p>\n Ben scowled at the sound of the door opening and glanced up from his paperwork. Warmed by the stove that belched out heat into that area that he called his office, he resented any cold air that would disturb his comfort. Hoss got out of his chair in order to throw another log onto the main fire in the room and turned as the door opened and closed with a thud. It was Hester who exclaimed \u201cAdam? What on earth has happened?\u201d a hand to her mouth in sudden fear \u201cOlivia? Is she alright? The baby\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n Adam shook his head and raised a hand with the intention of calming her fears but also because he had to struggle for a while to get his breath back. He was covered with snow, which was slowly falling from his clothing. He pulled off his gloves and wiped it from his face, looked around the room \u201cWhere\u2019s – Hop Sing?\u201d he gasped.<\/p>\n \u201cIn the kitchen. What\u2019s wrong?\u201d Hoss asked now, \u201cYou look frozen. Come closer to the fire. Hey, get your breath first.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam nodded now, shivered as the heat hit him as forcibly as the cold had only moments earlier. \u201cCheng Ho Lee -\u201d he paused and swallowed a gulp, cleared his throat and then turned as Hop Sing came into the room, \u201cI need Hop Sing to come back with me. Cheng Ho Lee needs help, broken his leg.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHow? What happened?\u201d Ben demanded \u201cHere, sit down before you fall down.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m alright,\u201d Adam replied rather testily, never liking to be fussed over especially when he felt urgency was required to return to his own home. \u201cCheng Ho Lee had an accident, I guess he has concussion, a broken leg – that\u2019s obvious the bones almost come through the skin, and his ankle may be sprained or worse. Can\u2019t get to town, the roads blocked off.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou tried it? You know for sure?\u201d Hoss asked, his hands on his hips, brows furrowed and blue eyes dark.,<\/p>\n Adam shivered, took the cup of hot coffee Hester offered him and gulped it down, \u201cNo need \u2026 snows coming down hard again \u2026 know from experience the way the winds blowing this snow, couldn\u2019t waste time trying.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cTrue enough,\u201d Ben muttered, \u201cYou could get yourself in some deep trouble trying right now.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam grinned slowly \u201cIt was hard enough getting here. The wind was against me all the way and the snows falling heavier than ever.\u201d<\/p>\n Hoss looked at his father who chewed on his bottom lip for a moment \u201cI\u2019ll come with you,\u201d Hoss said, \u201cMake sure you get there alright. Don\u2019t want Hop Sing getting blown away in this wind.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo,\u201d Ben raised a hand and shook his head, \u201cNo, I\u2019ll go along with Adam.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cFor Pete\u2019s sake, I don\u2019t need nursing.\u201d Adam snapped rather angrily, \u201cI know the way back to my own house. You two just stay where you are, all I need is Hop Sing.\u201d<\/p>\n Hoss and Ben exchanged a glance which annoyed Adam even more at noticing it, \u201cAre you ready, Hop Sing?\u201d<\/p>\n The old man nodded, he was wrapped up in his warmest longest coat with a hood, scarves and mittens. He hugged to his chest a bag full of his herbs and cures. With a reluctant but heroic look over at Hester, Hoss and Ben he followed behind Adam like a little tug boat follows a frigate.<\/p>\n The wind blew enough snow into the house for Ben to be grateful he could stay at home, for Hoss to reconsider going with them and for Hester to turn and throw another log onto the pile that was already burning. Hank thumped on the door of Joe\u2019s house which was opened with a promptness that indicated that his struggles to reach the building had been noticed. Joe grabbed at his sleeve and hauled him inside the \u2018vestibule\u2019. \u201cAre you alright, Hank?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSure, Joe, I jest cum up to tell ya I bin and seen to the horses. That big Arab mare, she\u2019s getting kinda skittish. Reckon she don\u2019t like this weather.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cCome on into the house, Hank, get yourself something warm inside you. I should imagine she would be nervous, she wouldn\u2019t be used to this kind of weather. Are they warm enough in there?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSure are, I banked up the sides of their stalls with bales of straw to make sure the winds don\u2019t blow on \u2018em too much. Thanks Missus -\u201d he nodded at Bridie as she handed him a large mug of hot coffee. \u201cGood thing I bunk above the stables, ain\u2019t it?\u201d<\/p>\n Joe grinned thinking of the snug little room in what could have been the hay loft but which Hank had made into a cosy home from home, \u201cWhy don\u2019t you stay and eat with us, Hank. You won\u2019t be able to get to the bunkhouse right now, so you\u2019ll miss out on Hop Sings dinner there.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cTrue enough.\u201d Hank grinned exposing his stumps of teeth, he rubbed a hand over the stubble on his chin, \u201cYou sure you ain\u2019t minding?\u201d<\/p>\n Mary Ann laughed \u201cOh Hank, you should know by now you\u2019re one of the family.\u201d<\/p>\n Hanks grin broadened wider than ever, for a fact he had never realised that before now, he nodded \u201cWell, thank you for sure.\u201d he said and sipped the hot coffee with extra relish.<\/p>\n Paul Martin looked up from the book he was reading in the main room, where the fire was roaring up the chimney. He turned to see who had entered and saw Mary Ann with Daniel who was set down on the floor to play with his toys. \u201cWe have another guest for dinner.\u201d she smiled and turned her son away from getting too close to the fire, \u201cHank\u2019s just come in from seeing to the horses.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMary Ann, I do hope that my being here isn\u2019t causing you any extra work\u2026 or Bridie for that matter.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh we don\u2019t mind, we like an open house here, and Bridie will be more than pleased that you are here. It\u2019ll give you -\u201d she paused, and turned aside realising that she was about to say too much after all it was only observation and assumption that had prompted her to have even thought of what she was about to say. \u201cHere, Daniel, here\u2019s your little rabbit, here it is\u2026\u201d she waggled the toy bunny at her son while Paul was left to wonder what exactly Mary Ann had been about to say. Cheng Ho Lee came out of his unconscious state to look up into the face of Hop Sing, concerned, gentle Hop Sing. \u201cAh, honourable friend, you find me in a bad condition.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, very true.\u201d Hop Sing replied in a low voice, \u201cI have done all that I can for you, Cheng Ho Lee. It is too bad that this weather prevents us in getting you to town for Jimmy Chang to attend to this\u2026 my work may be clumsy, your leg may not heal as well as you would wish.\u201d<\/p>\n Cheng Ho Lee shrugged as best he could considering he was still lying on his back, \u201cIf it had not been for the weather I would not be in this state.\u201d he grumbled.<\/p>\n Leaning against the wall of the room Adam listened to the two men as they spoke in their native language which he understood so well. He wondered if Cheng Ho Lee would have remembered the conversation in the barn earlier, now as the two Chinese talked together he hoped that the younger of them had forgotten it. He didn\u2019t move but remained very still in the shadows with his arms folded across his chest. He had spent some fraught moments as he had helped Hop Sing, forcing the broken leg into position, pulling it straight, straight enough for the two ends of bone to click into place so that Hop Sing could create a splint and bandage it together. The main worry now was whether there had been damage that they couldn\u2019t see which would cause bleeding, infection, perhaps even necrosis. He sighed as the two men appeared happy enough to grumble about the weather, the injuries, the time that would be needed for things to cure.<\/p>\n Hop Sing sat down now and carefully spooned some liquid down the other mans throat, very good to help the patient to sleep a healthy sleep so that the bones could knit well together. \u201cTell me, my friend, about the red dragon you have tattoo\u2019d on your arm?\u201d Hop Sing asked in a slow soothing voice that he knew how to use so well, \u201cTo which Tong do you belong?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201c I do not belong to any Tong, not now.\u201d Cheng Ho Lee said with a deep sigh, \u201cThe tattoo is not the sign of any Tong, not one that I would be proud to admit belonging to anyway. It is a sign of servitude, slavery, horror.\u201d<\/p>\n Hop Sing gulped, blinked and then with his head to one side surveyed the sick man warily \u201cHow do you mean?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAh, I would have thought you would have known if you have seen it?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI have seen it. It is hard not to see it having undressed you and bathed you earlier.\u201d Hop Sing said with a sniff of contempt.<\/p>\n \u201cBut – I meant – you have seen HIM – whose symbol was the red dragon, have you not?\u201d<\/p>\n Hop Sings mouth went dry as did Adam\u2019s, both men swallowed thickly, Hop Sing leaned forward \u201cI know only one man whose symbol of the red dragon created fear and horror in the hearts of all who knew him.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cJiang Peng.\u201d Cheng Ho Lee whispered, \u201cIt is his symbol I bear \u2026 and am cursed.\u201d<\/p>\n Hop Sing sat back against the chair as though he had heard the worse possible thing, never had he expected that name to enter their lives again, not now. He waited, turned to look at Adam who only inclined his head once as though to encourage his old friend to ask for more information. \u201cI remember Jiang Peng well. He is the one who was cursed.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAh, but, my friend, you do not know what it is like to be taken from your home, to be forced to serve such a master, to pray that you and your brother could survive and one day even return to the home of our freedom and youth. Time passed and it seemed as though that were a dream that would never come true.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYour brother also?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMy brother also.\u201d Cheng Ho Lee whispered and raised one hand by which he grasped hold of Hop Sings jacket \u201cHe and I served on the great ship with Jiang Peng. He and I were forced to do what no man should do to another. We have blood on our hands, my honourable Hop Sing.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMany men are guilty of such things, my friend.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cJiang Peng was a devil. A devil\u2026\u201d his voice faded, his eyes closed and his head jerked as he fell into a heavily drugged sleep.<\/p>\n Hop Sing turned again to where Adam leaned against the wall, his head still bowed, his dark brows furrowed. There was silence. Neither man knew what to say \u2026<\/p>\n Chapter 91<\/p>\n Adam closed the door of the injured mans room softly behind him. For a moment he stood there, deep in thought, his face bearing all the signs of a man sorely troubled. Upon looking over at him Olivia could only assume the worst and hurried to his side, \u201cWhat\u2019s wrong, is he dead?\u201d<\/p>\n The grip of her hands upon his arm, the anxious look on her face, caused Adam to snap out of his reverie and he shook his head \u201cNo, no, he\u2019s -er – no he\u2019s not dead, he\u2019ll be alright. Hop Sing did a good job on his leg, it straightened out and slipped into place pretty well.\u201d<\/p>\n He smiled although there was no smile in his eyes into which she was looking, and knowing her so well, he put his arm around her shoulders and drew her closer, \u201cHe\u2019ll be alright, don\u2019t worry.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m more worried about you.\u201d she said honestly, \u201cYou looked so concerned about something when you came out of that room, and now that you tell me that Cheng Ho Lee will recover, I\u2019m wondering what it is about which you are so worried about, dear.\u201d<\/p>\n He sighed, shrugged and then led her into the kitchen. He pulled out a chair into which she sat down while he sat opposite her, straddling the seat of the chair so that he could fold his arms on the back and lean his chin upon them. \u201cWell, I don\u2019t know if I have anything to worry about or not really.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHow do you mean?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cCheng Ho Lee has a tattoo\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cA red dragon? Yes, I know, I\u2019ve seen it several times.\u201d she nodded her head innocently and gave a slight shrug of her shoulders.<\/p>\n \u201cYou\u2019ve seen it? Then why didn\u2019t you mention it to me before now?\u201d he straightened his back, his eyes darkened, there was no pretending that her rather casual comment had irritated him.<\/p>\n \u201cI had intended to mention it, but it slipped my mind. Was – is – it important?\u201d<\/p>\n He looked at her thoughtfully then nodded, \u201cIt could be.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhy? I mean, Chinese people believe in dragons, it\u2019s part of their culture, there\u2019s dragons everywhere in their celebrations and \u2026\u201d she sighed and her voice drifted off, \u201cAre you thinking that he could be connected to Jiang Peng?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe is connected – or was -, at any rate he certainly knows of him from what he was saying to Hop Sing.\u201d<\/p>\n She leaned forwards and touched his arm \u201cThen he\u2019ll tell you more about it when he\u2019s able, won\u2019t he?\u201d she attempted a smile, just to reassure him \u201cIf he had meant any harm, he\u2019s had plenty of opportunity to cause it by now, hasn\u2019t he?\u201d<\/p>\n He frowned, nodded and was about to say something when Hop Sing came to the door and bowed politely, \u201cCheng Ho Lee awake now. He wants to talk to you.\u201d<\/p>\n He smiled at his wife as he passed as though to confirm that her words had put him into a more positive frame of mind. He was just behind Hop Sing when Reuben approached him \u201cPa, I\u2019ve finished my school work and it isn\u2019t snowing anymore. Can we go and build a snowman now?\u201d<\/p>\n He glanced back at Olivia who was now walking towards them, \u201cWell, it\u2019s still pretty deep out there.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cPlease, Pa, I\u2019ll make sure Sofia doesn\u2019t get lost in the snow.\u201d he put on his most winsome voice and appealing look so that Adam once again looked back at Olivia who nodded., he looked then at his son and the little girl who was listening as she stood close by<\/p>\n \u201cCome back in as soon as it starts snowing again, or the wind gets high\u2026don\u2019t take risks, don\u2019t stray from the house, stay close to the porch \u2026\u201d he almost smiled to himself as at the back of his mind he could hear Ben\u2019s voice issuing those self same words oh so long ago. \u201cI\u2019ll be out soon to see how you\u2019re getting on.\u201d<\/p>\n His smile encouraged Reuben to give a whoop of delight so that Olivia hurried to collect coats and scarves and mittens, made sure they put on their boots and were wrapped up well before they ventured outside. By the time they had put their first foot into the snow Adam was sitting by Cheng Ho Lee\u2019s bedside waiting to hear his story.<\/p>\n Hop Sing had propped the man up with pillows but the shock of the accident was still evident by the pallor of his skin and loss of light in the eyes. Cheng Ho Lee had his head bowed until he knew Adam was seated beside him, then he raised his eyes and looked at him with a nod of the head \u201cI thought at first you would recognise me, for when I came to your home and you saw me, the way you looked made me believe Cheng Ho Lee not such smart fellow, you knew me, would send me away.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSo – we had met before?\u201d Adam said tentatively, looking at the bedridden man with closer scrutiny.<\/p>\n \u201cAh, but then I was -\u201d he bowed his head, sighed deeply, then slowly shook his head back and forth, \u201cI was not as I am now.\u201d<\/p>\n Hop Sing sighed and walked to the window where he stood, folding his hands into the wide sleeves of his jacket. He waited for Adam to answer but the son of his old friend made no reply instead he leaned back into the chair, folded one leg over the other and gave a slight pout of the mouth. Cheng Ho Lee gathered himself together and began to speak \u201cWhen I was young my brother and Cheng Ho Lee were taken from our village. For long time we never see one another again. No more family, no more sisters, brothers. Nothing anymore. One day a great lord, a prince, came to the hidden place of my -\u201d he paused as he searched for the right word, asking Hop Sing in Cantonese for the translation \u201che came to where my captors had taken me. He was very powerful, nephew of Great Empress. It was Jiang Peng.\u201d<\/p>\n Outside the children played, their laughter and shrieks of delight filtered into the room, Hop Sing turned his head to watch them for a moment from the window before turning his attention back to the man in the bed and the silent man seated beside it.<\/p>\n \u201cHe said Empress want us to destroy white devils\u2026American, British, French\u2026 they were evil, and when they were gone we would go home to our villages. We would be rich. He took us to his camp. He showed us much gold, much treasure. We make vow to obey him, and he -\u201d Cheng Ho Lee thrust out his arm and showed them the tattoo, \u201cIt was us, we were slaves, no freedom, little food. All very bad. One day I find my brother. He also taken to camp of Jiang Peng. We are now together. Life seemed good for small time.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam sighed, a release of breath that he had held back for what seemed overlong. He looked over at Hop Sing who was standing at his most inscrutable. He looked at Cheng Ho Lee who seemed to have gone to sleep, but was in actuality slipping down the stream of time where the memories filtered into his mind \u201cThere is a battle at sea, we are in the Prince\u2019s great war ship but we are left behind after fighting all stop. My brother is in the sea. I go in to die with him. I am thinking we die together, it is good, the ancestors will take us up together.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam narrowed his eyes and looked again at Hop Sing who had his eyes half closed, as he also travelled the way back to the time when Jiang Peng had entered his life and destroyed his own hopes. Cheng Ho Lee began to speak once more, with a slightly stronger voice \u201cI open my eyes and see white devils everywhere. I say this is hell, this is bad place, I am cursed. My brother is in much pain. Then he is taken away, then another comrade is taken\u2026we fear they are cast into the sea and lost forever. Later we are in a boat with some men from the big ship, and they row hard to find Jiang Peng because he had taken one of their officers as a prisoner.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam sat up, his back straightened and he thought back to that time when the wretched victims of that long ago battle had been lifted into the boat, the protests of the doctor McPherson, the cries of their pain, the miserable sight and smell of them. He bit down on his lips and shook his head \u201cYou were one of the men we left on the island?\u201d<\/p>\n Cheng Ho Lee nodded, \u201cIt was my brother who died and you put into the sea. You let us pray for him. I thought this is no white devil. I lost my brother but I found a purpose to live.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhich was?\u201d Adam said in a half whisper as he leaned towards Cheng Ho Lee in an effort to recall him to mind from that terrible time.<\/p>\n \u201cTo survive. To find you again and serve you.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam bowed his head, he passed his hand across his face, stroked his jaw slowly, \u201cWhat happened on the island, Cheng Ho Lee? When we returned there was no sign of you or anyone, two graves \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cTwo graves, yes. The weakest died and I and another only survived. The fishermen did come, they saved us. It was too late for the other two men. Po Sek Ming and I made a vow, we would find you and serve you for you not only saved our lives but rescued us from Jiang Peng.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHow did you find me?\u201d Adam asked rather naively but curious to go through all the threads of this story.<\/p>\n \u201cAh, it is not hard to find the trail of great warrior like you\u2026. Jiang Peng is dead, we rejoiced, but then Empress say all Tong to seek out this white devil and kill him or take him to her. We return to China, and we hear of this white officer devil and we follow him. We know Tong promised much money if they find and kill you. We keep our vow, we keep waiting, looking, seeking and then one day we know where you are and -\u201d he sighed \u201cwe come.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAnd Po Sek Ming, where is he?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBad sickness in town and he dies. But Cheng Ho Lee not alone. Find Chinese doctor, Jimmy Chng, who know you, seek only to protect, keep you safe.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAre you saying that the Empress\u2019 orders – that there are still men out there prepared to kill me?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cPerhaps. Brother of Jiang Peng tell Empress, but he is dead.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI know.\u201d Adam cleared his throat, \u201cCheng Ho Lee, I didn\u2019t recognise you at first, although several times I thought there was something familiar but -.\u201d<\/p>\n A flash of good humour flitted across Cheng Ho Lee\u2019s face, he bowed his head \u201cI know, when I first see you I am thin and dying. Now I am fat and strong.\u201d he frowned and grimaced \u201cMaybe not so strong just now.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam smiled and placed a hand on the other mans shoulder \u201cI\u2019m sorry for your losses, Cheng Ho Lee. When you went back to your village, didn\u2019t you rather have stayed with your family?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThere is no family, no village. Jiang Peng make sure there no home to run back to \u2026long time all dead, all gone.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam said nothing to that, he felt as though there was nothing he could have said anyway. He nodded and glanced over at Hop Sing before looking back at Cheng Ho Lee \u201cYou\u2019ve a family here, Cheng Ho Lee. I promise you, whatever you need, whatever you want, just ask\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n The children ran in with red noses and red cheeks, stamping their feet and pulling off icy wet and cold mittens \u201cIt\u2019s cold.\u201d Sofia protested. \u201cMy feet are cold.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSo\u2019s mine. \u201c Reuben shivered and ran towards the fire, \u201cWe built a big snowman. It\u2019s really big.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHis head fell off. Reuben dropped it in the snow.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI put it back on though.\u201d<\/p>\n Olivia grabbed Sofia as she passed and exclaimed at how cold the little girls hands were and began to gently chafe them between hers to bring back some warmth. Sofia was soon sitting beside her mother and cuddled up close to her as though Olivia\u2019s body would warm hers, \u201cMommy, did daddy – my real daddy – play in the snow with Reuben.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI don\u2019t think so. I can\u2019t remember there being any snow when Reuben was small.\u201d came the reply although a slight furrow indicated some concern over the question. \u201cBecause daddy said he would come and play in the snow with us and we waited, and we waited, but he didn\u2019t come.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou should realise , Sofia, that daddy has more important things to do than play in the snow, even when he wants to play with you, it isn\u2019t always possible.\u201d Olivia sighed, and stroked back damp curls from her daughter\u2019s forehead.<\/p>\n Reuben turned, a frown and a pout on his face \u201cWhat\u2019s Pa doing that\u2019s so important?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHelping Hop Sing, \u201c Olivia replied and beckoned her son closer so that he was soon standing leaning slightly against her legs \u201cRemember that Cheng Ho Lee was hurt today?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh yes, I remember. He is going to be alright though, isn\u2019t he?\u201d Reuben asked quietly<\/p>\n \u201cI hope so. Pa has to deal with some things that concern Cheng Ho Lee. W e have to be patient, and less selfish, especially when someone is in pain and needs help, don\u2019t we?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, Ma.\u201d \u201cYes, mommy.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cVery well then. Now, go and wash your hands and faces, then we\u2019ll have some hot drinks and some cookies\u2026hurry up now. Sofia -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, Mommy?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI think you will have to change your dress, that one you\u2018re wearing is soaked through. Wait for me a moment and I\u2019ll come up stairs with you.\u201d \u201cYes, all\u2019s well. Cheng Ho Lee will be fine.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAnd – the red dragon?\u201d<\/p>\n He smiled and pulled one of those grimaces that were such a feature of his \u201cI think we can safely say that we\u2019ve put the fire out of that particular dragon.\u201d<\/p>\n Chapter 92<\/p>\n Daniel Cartwright didn\u2019t like the snow. Joe had ventured out with the infant and tossed tiny snowballs at him and tried to get him to stand in it but the little boy just curled his legs up as high as he could and held on tighter to his father\u2019s hands rather than experience the rather cold soft stuff giving way beneath him.<\/p>\n He was bawling when Joe reluctantly took him inside so that Mary Ann laughingly scolded her husband and kissed her little boy with plenty of hushing noises to try and silence him. Bride offered Daniel a cookie but the child shook his head, and sunk his face into his mother\u2019s shoulder where after a few minutes sobbing he finally fell asleep.<\/p>\n \u201cWell, the snow\u2019s stopped for now,\u201d Joe said with his hands on his hips as he watched Mary Ann take the baby away to his room, \u201cHopefully it\u2019ll clear away soon.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHow long before the pass will be cleared, Joe? \u201c Paul asked anxiously, \u201cI\u2019ve not been snowed in this side of it before.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMmm, difficult to say. Depends if it freezes over tonight, or there\u2019s fresh falls in the morning.\u201d Joe mused and walked over to the window to look over at the snow laden views.<\/p>\n Bridie excused herself and went into the kitchen where she began to gather together the ingredients for the evening meal. She was, somehow, unsurprised to find Paul behind her when she turned towards the table with an armful of vegetables. The good doctor stepped forward \u201cHere, let me\u2026\u201d and offered his arms as a means to assist her with the result that in the fumbling that resulted some potatoes rolled free and went under the table.<\/p>\n They laughed and smiled at that although Paul was t he one who had to bend down to retrieve them. He placed them on top of the table and sat down opposite Bridie as she began to use her knife to peel and prepare everything. For a moment he just sat there watching her before he ventured to speak \u201cBridie, I was thinking about what you said yesterday with regard to the clinic.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI said quite a few things, yesterday.\u201d she replied impishly although she kept her eyes down and concentrated on her work so that he could not detect her eyes twinkling.<\/p>\n \u201cIt was with regard to having to travel to town so often\u2026\u201d he paused and looked at her but she didn\u2019t stop whittling away at the potatoes which she plunged into a pan of water as each one was peeled, \u201cI thought – well – er – perhaps what if you didn\u2019t have to travel so much, if you were to live in town?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThen I\u2019d have the same bother about having to get here, wouldn\u2019t I?\u201d she sighed and shook her head, \u201cI can\u2019t really see how it would work out, especially during this kind of weather. Everything comes to a full stop as you can see. I could never get into town, or out to here, wherever it is I\u2019m living.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHmmm, mmm,\u201d Paul stroked his chin thoughtfully, \u201cI suppose you couldn\u2019t leave here, could you?\u201d if there was a pleading note in his voice Bridie either didn\u2019t notice it or chose to ignore it for she sighed again and shook her head.<\/p>\n \u201cThe Cartwrights are like my family, and I love being here with Joe and Mary Ann. I kind of like to pretend that I\u2019m little Daniel\u2019s grandma.\u201d she smiled at him as though he would understand such a feeling, but he didn\u2019t, after all he had had no sons or daughters of his own, so grand children meant nothing to him. \u201cI suppose I miss my own children more than I realised, although some would say that I couldn\u2019t if I have replaced them with the Cartwrights, but I don\u2019t think that is possible. One can\u2019t stop loving one\u2019s own can one?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, I don\u2019t suppose they could.\u201d Paul said rather lamely, \u201cBut then I wouldn\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n She reddened slightly at that mild rebuke and nodded \u201cOf course not, I am sorry, I was tactless although I only meant to try and explain how I felt about being here. It would have to be something very special to entice me away.\u201d she frowned, \u201cThe clinic means a lot to me, but I know there are others as capable, if not more so, and better qualified than me who could help you out there.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou sound as though you\u2019ve given up on the idea already.\u201d Paul said with a sigh of his own, \u201cI had hoped you would have felt more interest in it than that.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThan what?\u201d she looked at him with a frown and then shook her head, \u201cI am interested in it and concerned that it works well for the townsfolk, but I can\u2019t be in two places at once, that\u2019s all I\u2019m saying about it.\u201d she paused before taking a deep breath \u201cAnyway, you asked me so I just told you, that\u2019s all.\u201d<\/p>\n Paul nodded and excused himself, pushed back the chair and walked out of the room feeling his dignity rather battered and bruised. Bridie on the other hand watched him go with a miserable feeling in her heart and a certainty that she had killed off any feeling of attachment he had for her. Paul picked up his book and tried to read but the thought kept coming into his mind that he had fallen at the first hurdle, and when his patients did that, he told them to get back up and try again.<\/p>\n He was still staring at the same page some time later when Mary Ann came in, smiled at him and began to put more logs on the fire \u201cAren\u2019t you cold, Paul? don\u2019t be shy about building up the fire, I would hate to think you were getting cold.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh, I hadn\u2019t noticed.\u201d Paul admitted, \u201cI\u2019m so used to working in a cold surgery or out of doors. \u201c<\/p>\n \u201cYou must be worried about your patients in town.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThere are several about whom I have concerns.\u201d he smiled, \u201cNone of them give me the same amount of trouble as Joe and Adam ever did \u2026 that last situation with Adam, for instance, when he nearly lost his leg due to those burns. I never thought I would live to see the day when I would be proven so profoundly wrong about anything, thank goodness for his being so stubborn.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt runs in the family.\u201d Mary Ann laughed, \u201cJoe can be just as bad.\u201d she stood up and brushed her hands free of the wood dust upon them, \u201cI was really frightened about this last incident, I thought for sure he was going to die.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThat boy is like India rubber, he just keeps bouncing back \u2026\u201d his voice trailed away, he sighed and looked out of the window, \u201cMedicine is progressing rapidly, Mary Ann. We are living in an age that is seeing tremendous developments taking place and it\u2019s so important to have an open mind, to absorb the knowledge that cultures have practised for years, generations even. I was so prejudiced against accepting Chinese methods of healing that Adam nearly lost his leg. I hope I\u2019ve learned something as a result, some humility at least.\u201d<\/p>\n She rose to her feet, for she had been kneeling to tend to the fire, and stood at his side, \u201cI think you are a wonderful doctor, Paul. And a fine man.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThank you, my dear. Just what I needed to hear from a pretty young lady right now.\u201d he patted her hand which she h ad placed upon his sleeve, \u201cI wish more thought like that.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMore – or just one in particular ?\u201d she smiled and her eyes twinkled as he blushed a little.<\/p>\n \u201cDo you think it\u2019s foolish of an old man to think that he could – feel – well – er – feel -\u201d he cleared his throat and looked up as Joe\u2019s footsteps could be heard approaching the room, the click of his heels upon the floor came nearer as he stepped into the room. \u201cWell, Joe, how are you feeling today?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMuch better, thank you, Paul. Are you asking in a professional capacity or some other?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBoth. Either.\u201d Paul laughed and Joe smiled, nodded his head and smiled at his wife. \u201cHanks going to see if the tracks clear enough for us to visit Pa and Hoss, then we could call in and see Adam, if its at all possible.\u201d<\/p>\n Mary Ann was immediately all concern and went to her husband to slip her arm though his \u201cAre you sure, Joe? Will you be alright to do that?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI can but try,\u201d Joe said in a heroic comic-martyred voice as he leaned over to kiss her nose, \u201cHank said if it is clear enough he\u2019ll put the runners on the buggy for us. Should be fun.\u201d<\/p>\n Paul nodded and looked at the window, \u201cWell, maybe it will be, but it\u2019s snowing hard again now.\u201d and with a sigh he walked over to look out at the snow that was falling heavily, so much so that the stables were completely obscured by a vision of blurred whiteness. \u201cYou won\u2019t be able to get home in this, Hop Sing.\u201d Olivia said as she began to place cutlery on the table, \u201cI\u2019m afraid you will have to suffer my cooking today.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYour cooking very fine when I come help you move in to small house of your honourable father.\u201d he smiled at her in his usual paternal manner \u201cWe manage well with venerable lady.\u201d<\/p>\n She laughed at t he memory of her mother in law, Abigail, and the antics that were caused by her increasing dementia. Then with a sigh she shook her head and became solemn again, \u201cYou got on very well with her, Hop Sing, she trusted you. I wonder sometimes if I should have stayed with her in the city until she died, it worries me that taking her from there made her illness worse.\u201d<\/p>\n Hop Sing shook his head \u201cShe very happy. Missy should have no regret, Hop Sing talk often to her, she most happy in what she call her new home.\u201d<\/p>\n Olivia smiled slowly somewhat comforted at his words and returned to the food cooking on the stove. She wasn\u2019t at all surprised when Hop Sing appeared next to her and began to stir this and that, even taste some and nod his approval or mentioned that just \u2018perhaps a little pinch of salt would enhance the flavour\u2019.<\/p>\n \u201cHop Sing, what did Cheng Ho Lee say to you exactly?\u201d she asked as she stepped back so that he could check the meat that was cooking to ensure it was up to \u2018his\u2019 standards.<\/p>\n \u201cOh, he say plenty, very sad story. Most who know Jiang Peng have sad stories.\u201d \u201cI saw him with some other Chinese in town the other day. It looked – strange.\u201d she paused and her smooth brow crinkled somewhat as she stood and watched him, \u201cWhen I went to speak to him the other men just ran off.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cChinese business.\u201d Hop Sing said and shrugged \u201cNo need for you to worry, Missy Cartwright.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBut, Hop Sing, tell me honestly, Adam has nothing to fear from this man, does he?\u201d<\/p>\n Hop Sing sighed and turned to look at her before he nodded his head \u201cCheng Ho Lee good friend to Mr Adam. You have no fears from him. He very grateful that your husband save his life long time ago. He remember. Chinese very loyal to those who do good things for them.\u201d he bowed slightly as though indicating that yes, he also, would be loyal.<\/p>\n \u201cThank you, Hop Sing.\u201d she smiled and with her head slightly to one side watched as he added some herbs to the meat \u201cYou didn\u2019t mind my asking, did you?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cGood thing for wife to know what happens in own home.\u201d Hop Sing replied with a slight smile.<\/p>\n It was some hours later that a loud thudding disturbed their evening. When Adam opened the door he found Hank huddled up and stamping his feet, the wind was moaning around the outbuildings and the stars were brilliant pinpricks in the black sky. Stepping aside Adam ushered Hank into the house and quickly closed the door on the coldness while he pushed the other man into the main room.<\/p>\n Hank had worked on the Ponderosa for years. He was the proverbial \u2018stone that gathers no moss,\u2019 as well as \u2018the bad penny that always turns up\u2019. Not that he was a bad man, not at all, he was a hard worker but he was restless and would wander off elsewhere at a whim, and then maybe years later wander back and expect to be hired. He removed his scarf which he had wound around his head to keep his hat on, after all, as he explained to anyone who wanted to know, when a head was as bald as his, he needed to keep something on it to keep his brains warm.<\/p>\n Most of his teeth were missing and those that remained in his mouth were blackened stumps. Sofia always stood much closer to whoever was near when Hank was around, she found him too like the \u2018bad men\u2019 depicted in her story books to feel comfortable with him, whereas Reuben found him quite fascinating. He stood now stamping his feet up and down on the floor as he turned his hat round and round in his gloved hands. \u201cCome on closer to the fire, Hank.\u201d Adam encouraged, \u201cYou look frozen.\u201d<\/p>\n Hank nodded, he was indeed cold, chilled through to the bone for his day had been a long and arduous one. Unable to do much once the snow had recommenced earlier when he had been at Joe\u2019s he had spent time in the stables caring for the horses until it had stopped upon which it was suggested that he checked out the Pass to see if this fresh fall would prevent Paul, or anyone else, to make a trip back into town. He now pulled off his mittens and held his hands out to the flames,<\/p>\n \u201cThank you, Mr Cartwright.\u201d he nodded politely to Olivia, \u201cI bin down to check the Pass, to see if it\u2019s clear at all.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam raised an eyebrow \u201cHow is it then?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cReasonable clear considering we had that snow come down earlier today. If there ain\u2019t no more snow then it should be even better tomorrow. Mr Joe sent me to check on it so\u2019s the doc could know.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThe doc? \u201c Olivia set down her knitting and observed Hank thoughtfully, \u201cWhat do you mean, Hank?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDr Martin brought Mrs O\u2019Flannery back from town yesterday and then couldn\u2019t get hisself back. He\u2019s getting worried about his patients back in town.\u201d he grinned slightly and his face took on a sly look \u201cReckon on him not being too worried though, I reckon he quite liked being at Mr Joe\u2019s for the past few hours.\u201d<\/p>\n Olivia looked at Adam, picked up her knitting needles and recommenced with her work, Sofia sat closer to her with a book almost in front of her face so that she wouldn\u2019t have to look at Hank (she knew she\u2019d have bad dreams that night if she did), and Reuben stopped playing with his train to observe the older man as he wondered what Hank could be referring to.<\/p>\n \u201cNo doubt,\u201d Adam said with a nod of the head, \u201cIt gave him the chance to see just how well Joe has recovered from being shot. Er – what about the mare and colt,, Hank? Have you checked on them?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh sure,\u201d Hank nodded enthusiastically, \u201cReal beauties they are, real beauties. Ain\u2019t never seen the like of them before, I\u2019m making sure that they keep warm and get plenty of feed. I give \u2018em warm mash and makes sure the water ain\u2018t too cold for \u2018em.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cGood man.\u201d Adam smiled \u201cSit down and have some coffee.\u201d but Hank shook his head, \u201cNo, sirree, can\u2019t do that, I have to get and tell Mr. Ben how things are at the Pass and then go on to tell Mr Joe so he can tell the doc.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam looked at him thoughtfully and then walked with him to the door, all the while Hank was putting on his hat, tying his scarf around his head and preparing himself for the wind outside. \u201cTell my Pa all\u2019s well here. I\u2019ll ride over with Hop Sing In the morning as he wants to stay close to his patient for this evening .\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cVery good, Mr Adam.\u201d he stepped out into the cold, shivered and looked up at the sky, \u201cIt\u2019s going to be a cold night. No doubt this\u2019ll all ice over.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo doubt.\u201d Adam agreed and observed that he\u2019d prefer it not to do so, it wouldn\u2019t make the ride any easier in the morning if it all froze over.<\/p>\n For a moment or two he stood in the doorway and watched Hank disappear into the gloom. Then he turned back into the house and to warmth. Olivia smiled up at him, Adam shrugged slightly, \u201cWell, no harm done. I\u2019ll ride onto Joe\u2019s tomorrow after seeing Hop Sing safely home, and ask Paul to come and check over Cheng Ho Lee\u2019s leg. Just to make sure.\u201d<\/p>\n He glanced uneasily at the door of Cheng\u2019s room and hoped Hop Sing hadn\u2019t heard that last comment, after all, he\u2019d set many a broken limb before now whether a doctor was available or not. Reuben paused once again in playing with his train \u201cPa, can I go with you when you go tomorrow?\u201d<\/p>\n Adam surveyed him thoughtfully and then smiled, \u201cWe\u2019ll see.\u201d he ruffled the boys head of hair and tweaked his nose, \u201cWe\u2019ll see\u2026\u201d and with a smile at his wife he turned and made his way to the room where Cheng Ho Lee and Hop Sing could be found.<\/p>\n Chapter 93<\/p>\n Cheng Ho Lee and Hop Sing were playing Mah Jong but both men looked up as Adam quietly entered the room. Hop Sing rose to his feet immediately and bowed slightly, acknowledging that he was a guest in Adams home. After he had asked Cheng Ho Lee how he was feeling and taking a look at the man\u2019s leg and the ankle on the other limb, Adam sat down on the vacant chair. It was obvious he wanted to know more about Cheng Ho Lee\u2019s connections with Jiang Peng and both of them steeled themselves as a result although Hop Sing wasn\u2019t sure why he felt somewhat nervous about it.<\/p>\n Quietly and modestly Cheng Ho Lee related more of his story, the cruelties of the warlord, the realisation that there was never any hope for any of them to get the riches that had been promised, the despair of returning to find the village destroyed. \u201cDid you know Hua Sheng?\u201d Adam asked leaning forward as though the answer was important.<\/p>\n \u201cI knew Hua Sheng. He came to the camp long time after my brother and I. He was a wealthy doctor in his home town, very proud man.\u201d<\/p>\n This didn\u2019t quite fit the picture of the man Adam had come to know, and he glanced at Hop Sing before asking Cheng Ho lee to explain what he meant. \u201cJiang Peng needed best of doctors, too much sick in camp, on boat. Hua Sheng best doctor. He came very -\u201d he paused and said \u201cao man de\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHaughty?\u201d Adam murmured<\/p>\n \u201cWalk like great lord. But -\u201d Cheng Ho Lee\u2019s face darkened with sadness \u201ctime pass by, soon great Dr Hao Sheng become like many other in camp, all poor, broken in spirit.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe saved my life.\u201d Adam murmured, \u201cTwice over.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt is said in Chinese homes of his courage, yes, we know he did this \u2026 but you also saved his life. You must not forget.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam nodded slowly and rose to his feet but before he left Cheng Ho Lee raised a hand to stop him \u201cHonourable friend Hop Sing tell me incident that cause Missy Cartwright worry .\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cReally?\u201d Adam paused, looked at Hop Sing and then at Cheng Ho Lee \u201cWhat incident is this?\u201d<\/p>\n Briefly Cheng Ho Lee told them about the other Chinese in town that had been seen by Olivia, \u201cYou must know that there are many here now from camp of Jiang Peng. They come because they have no home in China, only death. In China a slave dies with his master. You understand?\u201d<\/p>\n Adam nodded and again looked at Hop Sing as though the expressions on his old friends face would provide more information that that which already given. \u201cThere are also the Tong, obedient to Empress. When you kill Jiang Peng in great fire, you free many peoples, you make many friend. But you have make enemies too.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam said nothing to that but thought about it for a moment. It almost seemed as though Cheng Ho Lee were saying that in the Chinese quarters of town there were still forces intent to do him harm and these were being prevented from doing so by Jiang Pengs ex servitors. He bowed his head \u201cSo the Empress\u2019 men are still out there \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThey are few in number now. They are nothing.\u201d<\/p>\n Again he looked over at Hop Sing but his friend was proving to be as inscrutable as a wooden dummy. With a sigh Adam nodded, \u201cI see. Thank you.\u201d<\/p>\n There was nothing more to be said, he felt humbled, and proud of these men who worked silently to keep him and his family safe. At the door he hesitated and then turned back just as Hop Sing was about to sit down \u201cHow can I thank these men?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThere is nothing to thank them for, Master. You gave them more than they can ever give you in return.\u201d The night was as cold as the evening had promised it would be, the stars so bright that Olivia felt that if she reached out her hand she could snatch handfuls of the glittering orbs within her fingers. She sighed and moved away from the window and slowly braided her hair with long fingers. She stopped mid-way to the bed and ran her hands over her extended stomach, gently, and the infant within responded with a little kick. It made her skin itch and with a smile she scratched only for more kicks to hit against her hand.<\/p>\n Adam watched her with a mingling of feelings \u2026 gratitude, deep love, tenderness all combining together and when she came and sat by his side he placed his hand gently over her own. \u201cHe\u2019s moving about quite a bit now, isn\u2019t he?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cShe\u2019s never stopped moving\u201d Olivia pouted, \u201cSometimes I feel battered and bruised, Sofia and Reuben were never this active.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAh well, that\u2019s because they aren\u2019t Cartwrights.\u201d he smiled and dropped a kiss on her brow, \u201cNot by blood anyway.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThank you for being such a good father to them, Adam. I hope -\u201d she paused, lowered her head and stroked where a little bulge indicated the baby\u2019s limb of some kind. \u201cAdam, they love you very much, you know.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI know.\u201d he replied very quietly and played a little with her braid so that it slowly began to unravel, \u201cI know that, but then I love them too. It doesn\u2019t matter to me that they\u2019re not my own flesh and blood, Livvy, they matter to me as much as though they were.\u201d<\/p>\n She sighed and leaned against his chest, the support of his arm around her was a reminder of his strength, a physical representation of what he provided in every other aspect of their lives together. \u201cYou – you will feel that way when this baby arrives, won\u2019t you?\u201d<\/p>\n He frowned slightly, \u201cI had no doubts whatsoever that nothing will change in that respect\u201d he replied rather more coldly than he intended, \u201cDon\u2019t you doubt me, Olivia. I couldn\u2019t imagine my life without you, or the children now. They\u2019re as much a part of me as they are of you.\u201d<\/p>\n She smiled, \u201cDon\u2019t be angry with me for asking, I was afraid when Sofia went through that silly \u2018real daddy\u2019 business that you would cool off in caring for her. I should have known better than that but \u2026\u201d she turned her face up to his \u201cI love you, Adam Cartwright.\u201d<\/p>\n He lowered his head, kissed her lips, buried his head within her hair and kissed her neck, her throat. Outside the wind moaned and sighed around the house, seeking to find some way in through the cracks and crannies that it could find but to no avail, and it could only moan and sigh some more as the couple settled back onto the bed.<\/p>\n Chapter 94<\/p>\n Dreams were like ghosts that tiptoe into ones life in order to sift through the horrors that previously existed and set them straight, except that some never can be nor ever will be.<\/p>\n The revelations that Cheng Ho Lee has revealed had set off a chain of memories in Adam\u2019s mind so that once Olivia and he had fallen asleep within moments he was being snatched from the sated pleasures of his married state to the nightmare that had existed in the flames that enshrouded Jiang Peng. Time and again the writhing figure of the tormented man rose up before Adams anguished eyes, the open soundless mouth that yawned horror and pain and agony that was echoed in the pain he felt eating into his leg.<\/p>\n More than once he told himself \u2018This is just a dream, it too will pass\u2019, more than once he shivered himself awake, stared into the darkness of the room and was then snatched back into his nightmare as real as the flames he had endured on that long ago day.<\/p>\n Someone was shaking him, calling his name, his brain told him he had to rouse himself from this abyss of horror and wake up, wake up. He blinked, opened his eyes and sighed, tremulously, and glanced around the room into which moon light still shone benevolently down upon the bed. The gentle rise and fall of his wife\u2019s shoulders told him that she had not woken him as she was deeply asleep. He closed his eyes and lay still, glad to be awake now, daring himself to go back to sleep.<\/p>\n But his leg ached. He sighed and very carefully, in order not to disturb Olivia, he left the warmth and comfort of bed. For a moment he sat there until the cold crept into his bones and reminded him that morning was fast approaching, winter had fast grip and the sensible thing was to get up and get the house warm for his family.<\/p>\n Hop Sing greeted him with his usual friendly and warm smile. The stove in the kitchen was blasting out heat, coffee was already brewing. Adam grinned, rubbed his hands over the heat. \u201cI\u2019ll get some more wood.\u201d<\/p>\n Hop Sing nodded \u201cYou get wood. I get milk. Missy not go out in snow, too much icy.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat do you want to do today, Hop Sing? I did promise to return you to Pa. Is Cheng Ho Lee well enough for you to leave him?\u201d<\/p>\n Hop Sing\u2019s face became reflective before he moved away from his younger friend in order to reach for his warmly quilted winter jacket, he shrugged into it \u201cDoctor Paul at Joe\u2019s, you take Hop Sing back, get Doctor Paul come see Cheng Ho Lee. Better that way.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIf that\u2019s what you think best.\u201d Adam grinned, rubbed his hands over the stove again and left the room.<\/p>\n By the time Hop Sing had left the house for the cow shed Adam was already on his way to get in the logs. It was still dark and beneath their feet frozen ice squeaked as they trod down into the snow. There was no wind now, just total stillness. The ache in Adams leg forced him to limp a little more than usual, but he put it to the back of his mind and pushed his way onwards to where the wood was stored. It took less than ten minutes of sawing and chopping to build up some warmth, sufficient for the pain to ease away and reassure him that it was nothing to worry about, just a problem caused by the weather.<\/p>\n The two men kept busy with bringing in wood, both kindling and logs; milk and eggs, plus a few chickens that Hop Sing had decided would be better in the oven cooked than scratching around eating valuable corn feed. Then they put their backs to work by shovelling a path from the house to the stable so that it would be safe for Reuben and Sofia to venture outside. Adam rigged up a line from the house to the stable, to the barn and to the log cabin so that should any of them be caught out in the open there would be a safety rope to guide them to safety.<\/p>\n Time for coffee, and Hop Sing cooked them breakfast by which time Olivia and the children were at the table. \u201cDid you see the snowman, Pa?\u201d Reuben asked eagerly as he took his seat.<\/p>\n \u201cI did, a handsome fellow\u201d Adam nodded, smiled over at Olivia \u201cIn fact I thought it was Uncle Hoss come to pay a visit.\u201d<\/p>\n Sofia smiled with all the wisdom of her years \u201cIt wasn\u2019t Uncle Hoss, daddy. It was our snowman. I\u2019m going to build another one today.\u201d she turned twinkling eyes to her mother \u201cMommy, I shall make a snowman for you.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThank you, darling, that would be lovely.\u201d Olivia laughed and sat back with a sigh, \u201c I shall miss you, Hop Sing, you cook such a lovely breakfast.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSoon Cheng Ho Lee much better, he cook breakfast velly good for you.\u201d Hop Sing beamed like a wise old Chinaman upon his little family, nodded his head and returned to his task.<\/p>\n \u201cHop Sing thought it a good idea that I collect Paul from Joe\u2019s, bring him here to check on Cheng Ho Lee.\u201d Adam said and looked at his wife thoughtfully, \u201cHe can have a look at you, Livvy, make sure everything is alright.\u201d<\/p>\n Sofia\u2019s face fell, her smile and bright eyes faded \u201cMommy is alright, arnt you, Mommy?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, dear, I\u2019m very alright, there\u2019s nothing to worry about\u2026 in fact I might get Dr Paul to look you both over as well, just to make sure you\u2019re growing up and not down.\u201d Adam looked at each one of them with a degree of pride on his face, he nodded and stood up, \u201cWell, I have to get going. Reuben, get yourself booted up and come with me, I want to make sure you know what to do if a snow storm blows up while I\u2019m out, you can help me put the runners on the rig as well.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou\u2019re not taking the horses?\u201d Olivia asked, \u201cIs the snow that deep still?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDeep enough. We\u2019ll get through easier with the runners attached, less difficult for the horses.\u201d<\/p>\n He kissed her fondly, her brow and her lips, and then Sofia wanted to put her arms around his neck and hug him tightly. He was smiling to himself as he left the room , it really seemed as though Robert\u2019s \u2018ghost\u2019 had been laid at last.<\/p>\n Hop Sing, Reuben and Adam were soon able to reach the stable, the pathway they had cut out was untouched by fresh snow, but Adam still pointed out to Reuben where the rope was tied so that he would know that he could get back to the house. Buster nodded over to his young master and Sofia\u2019s little Shetland pony nudged the door of his stall as though to say \u2018Me first, me first.\u2019<\/p>\n It didn\u2019t take long to get the horses harnessed, sacks over their feet to grip into the snow more securely, and the runners on the rig. \u201cTake care of your Ma and sister.\u201d Adam said as he passed his son who was still grooming Buster with firm but gentle strokes of the brush and Reuben called out \u201c\u2019Course I will.\u201d but his voice was lost to them, drifting away upon the dust motes in t he stable as the horses pulled the rig bearing the two men along through the snow. Mary Ann Cartwright settled her son down for his mid morning sleep and went down stairs. The wind was blowing again making the windows rattle and anxiously, nervously, she looked over at the glass panelled doors that had replaced the large picture window that had blown in during another storm. It still made her tremble inside at the thought of all that glass being hurled across the room by the force of the wind.<\/p>\n Still thinking about that experience she walked into the kitchen and found Bridie up to her elbows in flour as she kneaded the bread dough. \u201cWhere\u2019s Dr Martin?\u201d<\/p>\n Bridie looked thoughtful for a moment and then nodded \u201cOh he\u2019s in the stables with Joe. They dug out a pathway earlier. \u201c<\/p>\n Mary Ann laughed \u201cI\u2019m surprised they didn\u2019t stop along the way to build a snowman.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh they probably did that as well.\u201d Bridie chuckled and gave the bread dough another coupled of thumps.<\/p>\n \u201cBridie -\u201d Mary Ann paused and looked at her, lost courage for a moment at the sight of her friends onslaught on the dough, then sighed \u201cBridie, I was talking to Paul last night and I got the impression that – well – that he would like to be more than friends with you.\u201d<\/p>\n Bridie looked up and stared at her as though she couldn\u2019t believe what she was hearing \u201cWhat on earth gave you that impression? All I gather is that he would like me to go into town and organise that clinic there. I told him, I wasn\u2019t prepared to give you and Joe up, no, not for anything.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou mean, he expected you to leave here, to leave us?\u201d Mary Ann sighed and sat down, with her elbow on the table she rested her chin upon her hand and surveyed Bridie thoughtfully, \u201cYou know, you could do that, you aren\u2019t bound to us in any way.\u201d<\/p>\n Bridie now looked dismayed, she bowed her head down and frowned so that Mary Ann wondered if she had said something wrong \u201cWouldn\u2019t you like to take charge of that clinic, after all, it was you and Paul who really were the ones who got it up and running. It\u2019s kind of – your baby in a manner of speaking. Just think how much you both could achieve, the help you could both provide for those people in town.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI do think about it, Mary Ann, and I know that you are right although I am sure there are others, as I told Paul, who are better qualified and better able to do that\u2026 the thing is, well, I couldn\u2019t leave you, you\u2019re closest to family I\u2019ve got here.\u201d her chin trembled slightly, she looked up at Mary Ann and saw her friends face sadden, \u201cDo you want me to leave then, Mary Ann? Am I – I mean – don\u2019t you want me to stay and be with you and little Danny?\u201d<\/p>\n Mary Ann gave a gasp of sadness at the realisation that she may have hurt her dear Bridie\u2019s feelings and she stood up and put her arm around the other woman\u2019s shoulders to give her a hug \u201cOh Bridie, Bridie, no, it isn\u2019t that at all. It\u2019s just that I got the impression Paul meant something more than the clinic, something – well – something more permanent. I would never want you to leave here unless you would want to, no, please never think that Joe and I are so ungrateful as to want you to leave us.\u201d<\/p>\n Bridie sighed, raised her face to look at Mary Ann and forced a smile \u201cI don\u2019t want to leave here. I love you so much. But, I do think you are mistaken in how you think Paul feels about me. He\u2019s not indicated any such thing to me – I mean – I may even be getting the wrong end of the stick altogether, but if you think he wants to marry me then no, I don\u2019t believe so.\u201d<\/p>\n Mary Ann nodded and resumed her seat, for a moment she was silent then said with a small smile \u201cBut what if he did, what if he did want to marry you?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh well -\u201d Bridie gave a little laugh, it sounded just like a young womans shy laughter at something told her that was incredible, \u201cThat would be quite a different thing, so long as I could come and visit here at any time.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh Bridie,\u201d Mary Ann said in a low voice \u201cWhat are you saying ? Does that mean you have feelings for him? That you could marry our dear doc?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNow that you put it that way -\u201d Bridie rolled the bread into shape and placed it into the tin, she nodded \u201cYes, I\u2019ve thought him quite a wonderful man from the first time I met him. That feeling has only grown all the more over the months, he\u2019s such a caring doctor, and I can\u2019t help but admire and respect him for that alone.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBut – love? Love is a bit more than admiration and respect?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI know., and yes, I love him -\u201d Bridie sighed, \u201cIf you young people allow for us old folk to fall in love then yes, I do love him.\u201d<\/p>\n Mary Ann smiled in satisfaction, she leaned back in the chair and watched her dear friend place the bread tin rather gently into the oven.<\/p>\n Chapter 95<\/p>\n Hop Sing was cold, despite his quilted coat and the blanket over his legs the poor man shivered all the way back to the Ponderosa. It was a mere miles distance from Adams house but the snow was thick and iced over so that the horses had a hard task to break through as they pulled the wagon behind them.<\/p>\n The slick swishing sound as the runners glided over the frozen earth didn\u2019t make Hop Sing feel any better. He watched the skies above him with suspicion and listened to the rasp and swish as the wagon moved onwards with the most innermost fear. By the time they reached the Ponderosa and were entering the yard Hop Sings teeth were chattering. He clambered down slowly, \u201cYou go too fast.\u201d he scolded his driver who shook his head but grinned mischievously as he followed the cook over the snow laden ground to the door of the house.<\/p>\n It was Adam who pushed the door open and stepped indoors \u201cAnyone home?\u201d<\/p>\n Ben greeted him with a laugh as he rose from his chair and approached his son, \u201cGood morning, son, good to see you. Have you brought our cook home?\u201d \u201cStopping to have a coffee with us, Adam?\u201d it was Hester coming from the kitchen and carrying the coffee pot, she smiled, accepted his nod and grin before setting the fixings down on the table. \u201cHoss is doing the chores, he won\u2019t be long.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI see he\u2019s cleared a path to the stables \u2026\u201d Adam rubbed his hands together, having discarded his gloves on the bureau along with his hat, \u201cThe snows piled high, I nearly lost Hop Sing in one heap.\u201d and he laughed, the drive had been a reminder of times in his childhood, and had brought out all the fun of wintertime in snow.<\/p>\n \u201cI know, I daren\u2019t let Hannah out without one of us with her, she\u2019s longing to build a snowman.\u201d Hester sighed and poured out coffee for all of them.<\/p>\n \u201cHow\u2019s Cheng Ho Lee?\u201d Ben asked as he settled back into his chair his cup and saucer held in his hand and he looked at his eldest son with a mingling of emotions for to him, the father, it still was hard to have his family strung out as they were, so that news had to be discussed like this, instead of the old familiarity of it being shared over the breakfast or supper table.<\/p>\n Adam swallowed some coffee and sat down on the blue chair, he nodded \u201cWell, Cheng Ho Lee had quite a story to tell me, Pa. You\u2019ll be interested in this \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cGo on,\u201d Ben prompted and then paused \u201cWait for Hoss.\u201d<\/p>\n The door had opened at that moment for Hoss to step inside the warm room, he looked over at Adam and raised a gloved hand \u201cBeen doing my chores\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSo I hear.\u201d Adam smiled and nodded over at his \u2018big\u2019 brother, \u201cYou alright, Hoss?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSure, good to see you though. How\u2019s Cheng Ho lee? Have you brought Hop Sing back?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI was about to tell Pa -\u201d Adam swallowed down more coffee and waited as Hester poured out coffee for her husband and smiled at the kiss he dropped upon her cheek. Hannah appeared on the stairs hugging her doll and looking tousle haired and still sleepy eyed, \u201cDaddy \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n Adam watched as Hoss took his daughter into his arms and swung her down the last few steps, carrying his daughter in the crook of his arm Hoss took his seat on the settee and with a contented sigh leaned back and observed his brother \u201cYou were about to say?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh right, about Cheng Ho lee\u2026\u201d Adam finished his coffee and set down his cup slowly, observed his father, brother and sister in law thoughtfully, \u201cIt\u2019s quite an interesting story actually and takes us back to Jiang Peng.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSurely not!\u201d Exclaimed Ben, putting his cup down so abruptly that it rattled in the saucer.<\/p>\n Adam shrugged slightly and nodded, then after a slight pause he began to relate all that Cheng Ho Lee had told them, stopping now and again to answer a question or a point that they raised.<\/p>\n The clock ticked steadily through the minutes, a guardian of time and a constant feature of their lives \u2026 Sofia so wanted to build a snow man, she hopped from one foot to another , sighed and sniffed until Olivia had to tell her that as soon as Adam came home they would go out together and build one. Sofia frowned \u201cBut daddy may be a long time.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, he won\u2019t be long, he\u2019s just taking Hop Sing to Granpa\u2019s and then on to Uncle Joe\u2019s to see if Dr Martin is still there.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBut, mommy, that will be a long time.\u201d<\/p>\n Olivia shook her head solemnly and walked over to where Sofia was standing by the window looking out at the snow covered ground. It looked inviting, enticing. She could recall times when she and Katya, Philip and Luke would run out and play snowballs, sliding and slipping, whooping and hollering and laughing. How the snow would fly, and how it would sting if a snow ball hit the target, especially thrown by Philip. She smiled down at Sofia \u201cWait just a while. Let Reuben finish his chores and then we\u2019ll see what we can do.\u201d<\/p>\n Sofia smiled so wide that Olivia laughed, leaned down and kissed her little girl on the nose. She sighed, straightened up and put her hands on the small of her back, leaning down just wasn\u2019t too easy now. She went into the kitchen with Sofia trailling behind her. \u201cCan I have a carrot, mommy, snowmen have carrots for noses.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cTake one, just one now.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cCan I put a hat on its head, Reuben\u2019s snow man has a hat, he borrowed one of Hanks.\u201d<\/p>\n Olivia grimaced, that meant one very smelly old hat, then she thought of Hanks bald head and felt sorry for him. Perhaps she should knit him something for the winter, a tam o\u2019shanter for instance. She smiled mischievously at the thought of presenting the grouchy old man with a tartan Scottish bonnet. Perhaps a scarf to match.<\/p>\n \u201cMommy, can I go now? Can I?\u201d<\/p>\n Olivia sighed and walked back to the door which she opened a crack, \u201cIt\u2019s really cold out there, Sofia.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI got my coat, and my scarf, and my mittens.\u201d Sofia cried holding up her mittened hands as proof that she had already taken the necessary precautions.<\/p>\n Olivia opened the door slightly wider, then put a hand on her daughter\u2019s shoulder \u201cWait a moment.\u201d<\/p>\n Stepping onto the porch she opened the outer door and peered out, it was even colder outside and she shivered, then put her hands to her mouth \u201cReuben. Reuben.\u201d<\/p>\n Her voice carried across the pathway Adam and Hop Sing had cleared earlier and in the stable the boy paused in his work and then ran to the door way. He saw Olivia and waved \u201cHi, Mom.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSofia wants to build a snowman, will you keep an eye on her while I get something for Cheng Ho Lee to eat. Then come in before you both get too cold and have a hot drink.\u201d<\/p>\n Reuben sighed, rolled his eyes and returned to his task . It was warm and pleasant in the stables, Buster and Sport were munching on their morning feed and the stalls were dry and clean. He heard Sofia calling him and returned to the doorway, \u201cYou be careful, don\u2019t slip over.\u201d<\/p>\n She looked over at him scornfully, as if she would slip over? She pulled a face at him and concentrated on rolling the snow to make her snowman. A fat snowball and then roll it along, rolling, rolling until it got bigger and bigger. She pushed and she rolled it over the snow until she was satisfied that she had got it big enough. She smoothed it down carefully and decided that now she had to make a head. She brushed snow from her mittens and looked about her, it was strange that she hadn\u2019t noticed it before but now, she couldn\u2019t see the stable, she couldn\u2019t see the barn. She looked up at t he sky and saw the smoke from the chimneys but it seemed a long way from where she had come.<\/p>\n She remembered another time when she had got lost and panic shivered through her. With the panic came the realisation that she was cold, really cold. She couldn\u2019t feel her toes now, and her fingers were feeling stiff and painful. \u201cReuben, Reuben.\u201d<\/p>\n Cheng Ho Lee had been grateful to see Olivia bringing him a tray of food and hot green tea. He nodded his thanks and assured her that he had slept well.<\/p>\n \u201cAdams gone to get Dr Martin to see to you, just to make sure that everything is going well with your leg. I\u2019m sure Hop Sing did a great job on it, but -\u201d she smiled at him, and he nodded, \u201cI think it puts their minds at rest knowing Pauls opinion.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cVery good, Missy Cartwright. Thank you.\u201d he frowned slightly \u201cSoon Cheng Ho Lee be able to cook for you again, just little time not now.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh Cheng Ho Lee, don\u2019t\u2019 even think about work, we want you to get better, that\u2019s the most important thing. Now, I hope you\u2019ll enjoy the food.\u201d she looked at the small fire burning in the hearth and leaned down to put some more wood on it. \u201cYou must stay warm, Cheng Ho Lee.\u201d<\/p>\n She had to put a hand on the seat of the chair to get back onto her feet, then for a moment she just stood there, very still, as though catching her breath. Cheng Ho Lee asked her if she was alright and she turned and smiled \u201cYes, thank you. It just seems a long way down at the moment, or rather, a long way to get back up.\u201d<\/p>\n He nodded, smiled, and understood. He watched as she left the room, a hand to her back as though the ache there would go away if she pressed against it hard enough.<\/p>\n Reuben came in with snow covering his boots and his face looking pinched and cold \u201cMa, where\u2019s Sofia? I thought she was going to build a snowman?\u201d<\/p>\n Olivia frowned, \u201cYes, she was, didn\u2019t you see her?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI saw her when she came out, but I had my chores to finish.\u201d he began to pull off his gloves, \u201cHuh, typical girl, bet she decided it was too cold for her, one minute she wants to build a big snowman and the next she has to run in and get some hot drink because it\u2019s too cold.\u201d<\/p>\n Olivia shook her head \u201cShe hasn\u2019t come in , Reuben.\u201d<\/p>\n They looked at one another blankly as though each expected the other to know just where Sofia was and to supply the answer, but when no answer came Reuben began to pull his gloves back on and Olivia reached out for her shawl which she threw over her shoulders. Hurriedly she kicked off her shoes and pushed her feet into her boots and then, flinging open the door, she followed Reuben out into the snow. \u201cSofia, Sofia.\u201d<\/p>\n Her voice sounded thin in the still air. So still. So quiet. Little flakes of snow began to drift through the air. So slowly.<\/p>\n \u201cSofia. Sofia.\u201d Reuben yelled, cupping his hands around his mouth \u201cWhere are you?\u201d<\/p>\n Olivia found the groove of the snowball and the little footprints within it. \u201cHere, Reuben, I\u2019m here.\u201d Joe Cartwright stepped out of the stables at the sound of the wagon, he smiled when he saw his brother and raised a hand in welcome \u201cHi, big brother, what can I do for you?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIs Paul still here?\u201d Adam asked as he clambered down, kicked snow loose from the runners and then went to check the horses.<\/p>\n \u201cSure he is, he\u2019s been in the stables with me. Hey, come and seen your mare, Adam.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam grinned and pulled the muffler loose for the heat now they were in the stables was quite a contrast to the cold outside \u201cHey, she\u2019s looking really good, well settled in, isn’t she?.\u201d<\/p>\n He raised an ungloved hand and stroked the sleek neck while admiring her beauty. She tossed her head, princess though she was, fluttered her eyelids and flared her nostrils, \u201cShe knows it, too, doesn\u2019t she?\u201d he laughed over at his brother who was leaning against the bars of the stall.<\/p>\n \u201cShe sure does, but she\u2019s good natured, Adam, and the colt takes after her. Come and see how he\u2019s grown.\u201d<\/p>\n They stood side by side to observe the gangly young colt who observed them seriously before hurrying over to join his mother, Adam nodded \u201cHe\u2019s going to be prize stock, Joe. Put him to stud and he\u2019ll bring in a fortune.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThat\u2019s what I was thinking too.\u201d Joe replied leaning down to give the animal a handful of oats. \u201cHave you thought of a name for him yet?\u201d<\/p>\n Adam shook his head and went to stand beside his brother to watch the horses with a bemused expression on his face. \u201cIt was a good gift.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cCouldn\u2019t have been a better one. That \u2018Shake\u2019 must have owed you a big one, brother.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell -\u201d Adam shrugged modestly, \u201cAnyway, did Hank tell you about Cheng Ho lee?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh sure, broke his leg?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cS\u2019right. Hop Sing and I did the best we could for him, but if I had known Paul was here I\u2019d have come for him, Hop Sing isn\u2019t up to travelling in these weather conditions nowadays. Paul is still here isn\u2019t he?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSure is.\u201d Joe closed the stable door behind him, \u201cComing in for a drink?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDon\u2019t mind if I do, thanks.\u201d<\/p>\n Joe walked along in silence for a few moments then grinned \u201cMary Ann thinks Bridie has a soft spot for Paul, you know?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cReally?\u201d Adam grimaced, he shrugged slightly, \u201cCan\u2019t imagine Paul with a woman in his life. It\u2019s hard enough picturing Roy retired now with his sister living with him.\u201d<\/p>\n They grinned at each other. When they reached the door the snow was just beginning to swirl down in graceful flakes, floating as though they were borne along by the breeze. \u201cHope it doesn\u2019t get any worse than this,\u201d Adam bit his bottom lip anxiously, \u201cI want to get back home soon as I can.\u201d<\/p>\n Chapter 96<\/p>\n The snow continued to fall in lazy swirls of white, never too fast nor too thick but rather prettily so that Adam was easily persuaded to stop for a cup of something to drink and some of Bridie\u2019s newly baked pie. With one eye on the weather he accepted the invitation but remained standing, leaning against the door frame as though he could take flight immediately if necessary.<\/p>\n Paul was pleased to see him and asked questions about the patient\u2019s condition. The room was warm and comfortable and before too long Adam had to slip off his coat. Mary Ann chatted and baby Daniel toddled about on chubby little legs, swaying too and fro and falling down, getting up and trying all over again. Joe swung him up and into the air and everyone agreed there wasn\u2019t a happier baby in the world, upon which Daniel decided he had had enough of being tossed about and falling over and began to cry.<\/p>\n \u201cI should go,\u201d Adam said putting down the empty plate, \u201cThe snows stopped for now but it is still a way to get home, Paul, do you want to come with me in the rig or in your own buggy?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI need my own vehicle, young man.\u201d Paul smiled and got up from the table, \u201cI\u2019ll have patients to attend to when I get back to town.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou\u2019ve your medical bag, haven\u2019t you?\u201d Bridie reminded him with a smile and he nodded, and told her that he had it safe.<\/p>\n Adam pulled his coat on and rewound his muffler, glanced over at Paul as though suddenly impatient with the older man\u2019s dithering. Mary Ann had taken Daniel from the room in order to put him down for his late morning nap so just called down her farewells from the rooms above, her disembodied voice drifted down to them as they passed through to the vestibule.<\/p>\n \u201cGive Olivia our best wishes,\u201d Joe muttered as he trailed after them to the door, \u201cHow much longer has she got now?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cTwo or three weeks.\u201d Adam smiled rather bashful at the thought of another Cartwright would soon be presenting it self to the world.<\/p>\n \u201cLet\u2019s hope this snow has cleared by then, otherwise you may have to deliver it yourself.\u201d Joe chuckled and received a playful punch in the chest from his brother who felt slightly sick at the thought.<\/p>\n \u201cOh,\u201d Paul paused just as they got to the front door, \u201cEr – just a moment, I have to go and talk to Bridie – Mrs O\u2019Flannery – about something.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam and Joe looked at one another, raised their eyebrows and rolled their eyes, but Paul was oblivious and had taken a deep breath and returned inside. Adam shook his head and smiled slowly \u201cWell, in that case I\u2019ll go and get his buggy fixed up. \u201c<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019ll come with you, make sure you get the right horse, I don\u2019t want you giving him one of mine by mistake.\u201d<\/p>\n They shared a grin and after pulling on his coat Joe followed Adam out of the house and made their way to the stable. Sofia wiped her eyes and looked around her, she looked at the snow on the ground and at the groove that she had made in it. With a surge of relief making her giddy with delight she turned and began to slither and slide her way back towards the beginnings of her journey. Her little feet skidded on the impacted snow at times and more than once she ended up on her bottom for she had mounted a slight incline earlier and was now discovering that going back down wasn\u2019t to be done too quickly if one wanted to prevent disaster.<\/p>\n Olivia was toiling up the incline behind Reuben, her skirts were wet and dragging at her feet, several times she slipped and prevented herself from falling only by catching at the thin limb of a tree or a snow covered shrub as she passed it by. Her back ache was becoming less dull, gravitating around her pelvic area and down into her groin.<\/p>\n It was just as Reuben turned to say \u201cI see her, Ma, she\u2019s on her way back.\u201d that she felt her legs begin to shake and rather suddenly the need to sit down. She did so, her skirts bunched up around her. \u201cMa? Ma, are you alright?\u201d<\/p>\n Her sons\u2019 voice seemed to ring in Olivia\u2019s ears, the panic in the words made her muster up some strength and reach out for his arm \u201cYes, I just slipped, I\u2019m alright. Give me your arm, Reuben, help me up, dear.\u201d<\/p>\n Reuben didn\u2019t say a word but helped her to her feet and looked anxiously into her face. Adam had told him to take care of his Ma, to keep her safe. They had had a brief father \/ son discussion in which Adam had explained that Ma was near her time to give birth, \u2018Oh nothing to worry about, it won\u2019t be for a month or so yet\u2019 had been Adams exact words at the time. Reuben swallowed spit, that \u2018little chat\u2019 had been several weeks back now. He was disturbed from his worries by the appearance of his sister who looked so excited and happy to see them that the sharp words he was going to use faded out of memory.<\/p>\n Sofia threw herself at her mother and wrapped her arms around her as best she could, \u201cOh Mommy, Mommy, I thought I was lost.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell, if you were, my love, you\u2019ve been found now.\u201d Olivia said quietly, gently, and stroked back her daughters loose curls into the little hood she wore, \u201cI think we\u2019ll get back inside and have something hot to drink. We\u2019ll come out and build snowmen when pa gets home.\u201d<\/p>\n It occurred to Reuben that Pa had been gone from home a long time, he looked once again at his mother and wondered if her face had changed at all from the last time he had looked. But Olivia noticed and smiled at him \u201cCome on, son, you must be cold.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, I\u2019m alright, Ma, I was working in the stables and was warm.\u201d<\/p>\n She nodded and stepped forward with Sofia\u2019s hand in hers, and a smile on her face as she looked down at them both, \u201cCome along then, fast as we can \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n Sofia laughed \u201cFast as we can. Come on, Reuben, come on.\u201d and pulling at Olivia\u2019s hand she ran forward.<\/p>\n Olivia managed several steps and then the pain came again, her legs buckled, she went down into the snow while at the same time crying \u201cOooh.\u201d<\/p>\n Sofia let go of her hand and turned, round eyed, while Reuben hurried to her side \u201cOh Ma, Ma, what is it? Are you alriight?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDid you fall down, Mommy, did you fall? Are you hurt? Oh Mommy, are you alright.\u201d<\/p>\n Anxious faces and pleading thin voices, hands scrabbling for her own. Olivia took a deep breath, forced a smile \u201cIt\u2019s alright. I just slipped\u2026 Reuben, help me up, dear.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019ll help too,\u201d Sofia cried and grabbed at Olivia\u2019s hand so that between them they got her to her feet.<\/p>\n She stood very still for a moment waiting for her legs to steady themselves, the little girl and the boy stood still also, gazing up at her, suddenly realising that sometimes adults were weak too, sometimes parents needed help even from them. Reuben looked at Sofia \u201cWhy\u2019d you run off like that\u2026 Pa said that Ma was to stay in the house and not come out.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI didn\u2019t run off, I just walked behind my snowball. I was making a snowman and I was pushing and pushing it along. I didn\u2019t run.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThat\u2019s enough,\u201d Olivia said in a voice that was a little different from usual, \u201cNo arguments.\u201d<\/p>\n She began to walk again, down the slight slope that made her nerves jangle as she wondered that if she fell again she would never get onto her feet again. She gripped hold of their hands, Reuben on the left and Sofia on the right. They walked slowly, carefully, matching her stride to theirs as they inched their way down towards the stable.<\/p>\n Her mouth was dry by the time they had reached level ground and the pain was there again so that she made the last few paces to the stable door and clung to it so that she wouldn\u2019t fall down again. Reuben was beside her immediately, \u201cMa? Ma? Is it – is it bad?\u201d<\/p>\n She had her eyes closed, her teeth gritted together and her hands clinging to the door but the anxiety in his voice made her look at him \u201cYes, it – it is a bit bad, Reuben.\u201d she tried to force a smile but it was hidden when the pain hit her and she had to bend double \u201cOh Reuben, Reuben \u2026\u201d her hand fumbled for his and gripped it hard, \u201cGet me inside.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cShall we go to the house, Ma?\u201d he was whispering, his face close to hers, she could see faded freckles chasing over his nose and his hazel eyes were moist with tears.<\/p>\n \u201cNo, I can\u2019t get there just now, perhaps later, in a minute. Not now.\u201d she was losing track of her words, they weren\u2019t making sense, so she once again forced a smile \u201cLook, just get me inside, let me – let me just sit down.\u201d<\/p>\n Sofia began to cry, to her adults were always strong, always reliable to lean upon, but now seeing her mother in obvious pain caused her to panic and become confused. \u201cMommy, did you hurt your ankle when you fell over?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, no, \u201c Olivia shook her head as she leaned on her little boy to get her into the stable \u201cNo, not my ankle.\u201d<\/p>\n The straw was clean, it smelled fresh and quite pleasant as she lay down upon it. She felt tired, extremely tired and closed her eyes. If she could only stay here for a little while longer and sleep, then later on \u2026later on she could get to the house and deal with whatever was going to have to be dealt with then.<\/p>\n \u201cMa, can I get you something to drink?\u201d Reuben whispered.<\/p>\n \u201cThat would be good.\u201d she replied in a very soft voice, \u201cThank you, Reuben. Sofia, go with your brother, get into some dry clothes and play with Clarabelle.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, mommy, I want to stay with you\u2026 please let me stay with you.\u201d and Sofia lay down on the straw and cuddled into her Mother with her arm around Olivia\u2019s neck.<\/p>\n Reuben ran into the house and poured some water into a glass. He hurried back out with it in his hand, his feet sliding and slipping as he went along. Something wet hit his cheek and he glanced up. The snow was coming down again\u2026 He didn\u2019t speak for a moment, but then nodded \u201cYes, I did.\u201d<\/p>\n She frowned and looked around her as though looking for whatever the item was \u201cIn here? Did you leave something in here?\u201d<\/p>\n He shook his head and approached her, close enough now to take hold of her hand, which he did. He looked down at it and thought that her hand was soft and warm, not the hand of a young girl, nor of a young woman, but that of someone who had toiled and worked hard all her life. It was well shaped, clean, and seemed quite comfortable laying within his own. He took a deep breath and looked at her.<\/p>\n \u201cBridie, I want you to know something \u2026it isn\u2019t easy for me to say this because it may be something that you don\u2019t want to hear, but I feel I have to say something now, while I have the courage.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cCourage? What do you mean?\u201d she frowned, \u201cWhy do you need courage to speak to me?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt isn\u2019t so much courage to speak to you, Bridie, it\u2019s more – well – it\u2019s that I need the courage to accept what you\u2019ll say back to me, it may not be what I want to hear.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThen say what you have to say, Paul.\u201d she sighed and tried to remove the frown on her face but she was aware of her bread burning and quite sure that whatever he had to say wasn\u2019t going to be what she wanted to hear.<\/p>\n \u201cI -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes?\u201d (hurry up, man, my bread\u2019s going to be as black as a cinder soon.)<\/p>\n \u201cBridie O\u2019Flannery, I love you.\u201d<\/p>\n Had he actually said the words. Had he? She looked at him blankly \u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI love you.\u201d Oh dear, second time round it didn\u2019t quite roll off the tongue as he had hoped, he smiled and raised a hand to touch her face, \u201cDear Bridie, I love you. I want to ask you if you could possible love me, even a little, just enough perhaps, to marry me.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou\u2019re proposing to me? Getting married?\u201d<\/p>\n She looked incredulous. Was it possible? Someone as old as herself being told she was loved by someone as dear and precious as Paul Martin? Whatever would people think? Her mind was in a whirl. She had to lean against the table and withdraw her hand from his to put it to her throat to help her breathe properly.<\/p>\n \u201cWell? Will you marry me, Bridie?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, Paul. Yes, I\u2019ll marry you.\u201d she cleared her throat in case he hadn\u2019t heard \u201cYes, please, thank you very much.\u201d<\/p>\n He laughed and shook his head \u201cOh Bridie, you are about the sweetest, kindest woman I\u2019ve known in a long time, and the first to make me feel like this since \u2026 well, since Meg \u2026 do you love me a little? Could you love me?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cPaul Martin, if I didn\u2019t love you I wouldn\u2019t have said yes \u2026\u201d she replied rather crossly, then looked at him and smiled, \u201cYou really want to marry me?\u201d<\/p>\n Paul leaned forward and kissed her gently \u201cYes, but don\u2019t expect me to go down on my knees to propose again, I\u2019m just a little too old for that\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n She laughed, her eyes filled with tears which she had to dab dry and then she realised the bread was burning \u2026<\/p>\n Chapter 97<\/p>\n As much as Adam liked Joe\u2019s stables, and enjoyed their warmth, he was mindful of time ticking away and the weather changing once again as snow began to fall. True, the snow continued to come down in a lazy swirl but he was experienced enough to know that could often herald far worst to come. He looked at Joe with a slight scowl on his face \u201cJust how long does it take a man to collect something \u2026 whatever it may happen to be!\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDo you want me to go in and hustle him up?\u201d Joe asked bunching his shoulders so that suddenly he appeared to have lost his neck in the confines of his jacket while at the same time he pushed his hands into his pockets.<\/p>\n \u201cYeah, tell him if he isn\u2019t here in five minutes I\u2019ll have to go without him.\u201d<\/p>\n Joe nodded while Adam leaned against the bars of a stall and watched as Hank led Paul\u2019s buggy from out of its shelter. How many minutes since the last pains came? She struggled to remember and then wondered as the moments trickled by whether it was just pain due to something else entirely. Perhaps she had indigestion? She looked out into the whiteness beyond the door and pondered over the possibility of being able to reach the house. Sofia was still clinging to her as though afraid that if she let go her mother would disappear altogether. Reuben was hovering with his eyes constantly looking at her and then turning to the doorway.<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019s still snowing , Ma.\u201d Reuben said quietly, \u201cIt ain\u2019t coming down too fast or heavy yet. Ma, what do you want for me to do?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cTake Sofia indoors for me.\u201d Olivia said quietly and forced her daughter to release her grip on her, \u201cSofia, go indoors now, do as you\u2019re told there\u2019s a good girl.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAre you coming too, Mommy?\u201d the little girl stood up, she was shivering as much from fear as from cold for her time in the snow had soaked her clothing through and it was becoming more than unpleasant.<\/p>\n \u201cYes, I\u2019ll be coming in a moment. Now off you go, get into some warm clothes and have some milk. Try and get a little sleep.\u201d<\/p>\n Sofia frowned, she wasn\u2019t a baby, she didn\u2019t need a sleep in the middle of the day. She looked at Reuben who grabbed at her hand and led her out of the building. \u201cReuben, what\u2019s the matter with Mommy? Is she dying?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, silly, of course she isn\u2019t dying.\u201d Reuben admonished her in a tone of voice that was quite unlike his usual pitch and he didn\u2019t look down at her but pulled her along with him to the house. Once or twice he looked back at the stables and wondered why his mother hadn\u2019t made an appearance.<\/p>\n In the stable and lying comfortably upon the warm straw bed Olivia closed her eyes and thought over what could have caused the pains other than the one reason she didn\u2019t want to accept. If it was the baby birthing, then it was early, several weeks early. Would it be safe? Would it be too small? Perhaps she had appendicitis, she knew that could strike without warning or maybe it was something else that had a very simple explanation if she could only think of what that ‘it’ could be.<\/p>\n If only Adam would come. He was going to get the doctor wasn\u2019t he? How long does it take to get the doctor? Bridie released Paul\u2019s hand with a gentle smile and a slight blush to her cheeks, she stood up and made her way to the oven to retrieve her burnt loaf \u201cI\u2019ll tell Joe and Mary Ann in my own time, Paul. If that\u2019s alright with you?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOf course it is, so long as you\u2019re sure.\u201d he was watching her with that careful anxious look of someone who had just acquired something very precious and was afraid that it was about to slip through his fingers if left to its own devices.<\/p>\n \u201cPositive.\u201d she sighed at the sight of the bread and turned it out upon the counter, \u201cWell, that\u2019s ruined.\u201d<\/p>\n Joe\u2019s clearing of his throat drew their attention to him and they both regarded him as though he had no right to be there although at the same time very glad that he had arrived at that moment and not a little sooner when they had been sealing their feelings for one another with a tender embrace and kiss.<\/p>\n \u201cAdam wants to know if you\u2019re ready to go now, Paul. Snows falling and he\u2019s worried in case it gets worse again.\u201d<\/p>\n Paul nodded, picked up his hat and then looked at Bridie, he nodded at her and she smiled back at him. If they had hoped to keep anything secret from Joseph they were dealing with the wrong Cartwright. He gave Paul a grin as the doctor passed him in the doorway and a wink over at Bridie who pretended not to have noticed.<\/p>\n Adam was already on the wagon seat with the reins of his horses in his hands, he glanced over at Paul and nodded \u201cAre you ready, Doc?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, certainly. I\u2019m sorry to have kept you waiting, Adam.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam gave a curt nod and with a flick of the reins set the horses in motion and heading towards home. Behind him Paul urged his horse to move, it took a push and a shove on the buggy\u2019s wheels from Hank to persuade the poor beast to stride out.<\/p>\n Adam glanced up at the sky and could tell that he had spent too much time dallying, not only that but snow clouds were gathering and he knew that very possibly Paul would be staying with them overnight. Olivia got to her feet and took a deep breath, pulled her shawl across her shoulders and told herself not to be such a weak, silly woman. She\u2019d convinced herself that she was not having the baby and was therefore perfectly capable of walking from the stable to the house. She reached the doorway and swayed slightly as her head began to swim and everything in front of her began to go up and down much as though she were on board a ship. She held onto the doorframe and closed her eyes, opened them and stared across the yard to the door of the house. Even as she did so the door opened and Reuben appeared and waved to her.<\/p>\n She waved back and stepped out to take her first steps on the path, snow was falling and mantled her shoulders. She leaned forward in order to walk into the pathway when her foot slipped one way and the other foot slipped the other way.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat\u2019s got into you, girl, you can\u2019t even walk in a straight line now?\u201d she scolded herself and taking a deep breath once more attempted to leave the security of the stables to reach the house, but now it wasn\u2019t the pain that prevented her from doing so but the warm gush of the ambiotic fluids that made her gasp aloud in alarm .. No more excuses, face facts and realities, do something practical. Paul drew the buggy up and clambered down. Once again the wheels had clogged up with ice laden snow and he needed to kick at each one to free them up before he could get moving. Adam had decided to follow behind Paul so that he could assist him whenever the need arose and seeing the older man clambering down from the buggy he jumped from the wagon into the snow and hurried over to kick at the wheels and check over the horse who was breathing heavy. The poor thing was of good stock but it had been dragging that buggy and Paul about for years now, and struggling through the amount of snow that existed on that road was really calling upon it to go the full limit. Adam ran a hand down the horses neck and looked at Paul \u201cYou alright, Paul?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, I\u2019m alright but I\u2019m sorry to be so slow, Adam. At least you know the man isn\u2019t in pain awaiting my arrival and that Hop Sing has seen to his leg well enough.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam nodded, glanced up at the sky and shrugged \u201cI don\u2019t think you\u2019ll be going anywhere tonight, Paul. This snows coming down thicker than ever.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSo long as Olivia and yourself won\u2019t mind a house guest.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam nodded, smiled briefly and returned to the wagon. After brushing the seat free he sat down and waited for Paul to get the buggy moving. \u201cMa, Ma, what shall I do? What shall I do Ma?\u201d<\/p>\n Reubens voice was thin and wobbled, his face was so close to hers that she had to push him slightly away just to be able to catch her breath. \u201cBlanket. Towels.\u201d<\/p>\n He lowered his head to hear her and then looked over his shoulder to where Sofia was standing in the doorway \u201cGet Ma a blanket and some towels.\u201d<\/p>\n Sofia would normally have asked why but not now, not for an instant did she delay. She ran as fast as she could to get what Reuben had told her and got all that she could carry even though her foot caught in the blanket on the way over to he stable and she fell over, she just got right back up and continued running.<\/p>\n Olivia bit her lips in order not to groan or cry out. Her fear of scaring the children was even greater than giving birth to a baby in a stable. She smiled at Sofia, a smile that wavered through clenched teeth as she forced herself not to make a sound. The children gently covered her with the blanket and put the towels by her side. Reuben caught hold of her hand which was now clenched into a fist \u201cMa, what shall I do now?\u201d<\/p>\n She didn\u2019t think she had said anything, she didn\u2019t think she had called out Adams name, she didn\u2019t have any recollection of crying out \u201cAdam oh Adam oh Adam.\u201d<\/p>\n Sofia sat beside her and wiped the perspiration from her mothers face, she looked at Reuben \u201cPa\u2019s a long time, Mommy wants him.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe\u2019s gone to get the doc.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBut he\u2019s been gone so long, Boo Boo.\u201d<\/p>\n Reuben put his gloved hand on her shoulder, for this once he didn\u2019t mind what she called him, but he looked at his mother and swallowed bile . He had seen a horse drop her foal, and cattle their calves, and he knew for sure there was a whole lot of pain involved even for them, and they often times bellowed but Ma was not, she was being quiet, except when she had called out for Pa just now\u2026 he clenched his teeth together and gave his sister a little nudge \u201cI\u2019m going to get Pa.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBut it\u2019s snowing, and – and how you going to get there?\u201d the little girl blinked back tears, the enormity of the situation was too big, too awful. Her mothers fingers tightened on hers and they both looked down at Olivia as a groan actually slipped through her lips.<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019ll go on Fiddler. Don\u2019t worry.\u201d<\/p>\n He ran to the stall and then stopped at seeing its emptiness, of course Pa had Fiddler pulling the wagon along with Mistral. He ran to Sports stall and remembered that Pa had said he didn\u2019t want Sport to be struggling through such weather now, he was an old man and deserved some comfort.<\/p>\n The boy looked over his shoulder at where his sister sat holding Olivia\u2019s hand and he saw his mothers face going white as she scrunched her eyes together and clenched her lips tight. He looked at Buster who stared at him as though to say \u201cDon\u2019t even think about it!\u201d<\/p>\n There was no time to lose now, he slipped the bridle over Sport\u2019s head and clambered up the bars of the stall in order to mount the big horse\u2019s back. Digging his heels into the horse Reuben was soon out of the stall, out of the stable and stepping out into the snow. \u201cCome on, boy, come on.\u201d<\/p>\n He kept his head low, constantly whispering and urging Sport to forge through the iced over snow and to ignore the snow that was tumbling from the skies. \u201cKeep going. Keep on, boy.\u201d<\/p>\n In the stable Sofia wiped her mother\u2019s face gently with the towel. \u201cIt\u2019s alright, Mommy, it\u2019s alright.\u201d she whispered whenever Olivia appeared to be in pain, \u201cMommy, it\u2019s alright.\u201d<\/p>\n Olivia opened her eyes and looked at the child, it seemed all she could hear was the little girl assuring her it was alright, except that it wasn\u2019t alright at all. She raised herself into a sitting position, looked around \u201cWhere\u2019s Reuben?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe\u2019s gone to get daddy.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh no, no \u2026\u201d she pushed Sofia\u2019s hand away and tried to stand but the pain was too much, she doubled over, felt faint and drew a deep breath, \u201cOh Sofia, Sofia \u2026 don\u2019t stay here, go inside.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, mommy, no.\u201d the little girl leaned forward and instinctively began to rub her mothers back with her hands, \u201cMommy, daddy will be here soon, you\u2019ll see.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe\u2019s been gone so long, Sofia. He should be here by now.\u201d Olivia whispered with a sob in her voice which she struggled to hide but very unsuccessfully for little Sofia leaned towards her and said \u201cOh don\u2019t cry, mommy, don\u2019t cry.\u201d Adam and Pauls vehicles had just passed the turn off to the Ponderosa which was now shrouded in white as the snow fell heavier than ever. Yet again Paul had to stop as the snow clogged up the wheels and sent the buggy skewing off the track. Yet again Adam jumped from the wagon to reach the buggy with both men nearly knee deep in snow now having to get the shovels out in order to dig their way free.<\/p>\n Reuben was no longer sure if he had done the right thing as the snow was coming down so thickly, but the memory of his mother suffering in the stable forced him to whisper to Sport \u201cHurry, Sport, hurry, boy.\u201d<\/p>\n Chapter 98<\/p>\n Cheng Ho Lee had been unable to sleep due to the pain in his leg and the heat of fever that seemed to burn through his body. Mumbling and muttering to himself he attempted to sit up and failed slumping back against the pillows that now felt hard and uncomfortable. It seemed to him a long time had passed since Olivia had entered the room to leave him food and something to drink, but at the same time he was acutely aware of something strange happening in the house.<\/p>\n The more he thought about it the less he believed it to be in the house for the property was quiet, too quiet. He leaned on his elbow and faced towards the door, \u201cMissy Cartwright? Little Miss?\u201d<\/p>\n There was no answer, no sound. The small fire was dying down and when he looked at the window, the drapes of which were only half pulled back, all he could see was the glaring whiteness of snow with fresh flakes hitting against the glass. He called out again in a slightly louder voice but there was no sound to give him any hope of someone coming to attend to him.<\/p>\n He fell back against the pillows once more and stared up at the ceiling as he thought over what could have happened. What sounds had he heard earlier, what things had he seen that could provide some clue as to what was creating such a silence, such a deep abiding silence.<\/p>\n The clock chimed, and so suddenly that the poor man jumped, startled at the sound that seemed to boom overloud close to his room. He waited for footsteps, voices to follow but there was nothing, nothing at all. In the stable Olivia held her daughter by the hand and kept her eyes closed so that she wouldn\u2019t have to look at the frightened pale little face with its haunting tear laden blue eyes. She breathed deeply as though that would keep the pains at bay and prevent anything happening that would terrify the child even more. In her mind she prayed for Adam to come, \u2018Hurry, hurry\u2019 she begged, and then she prayed for Reuben to be kept safe.<\/p>\n Sofia didn\u2019t know what to do now except to stay quiet and to hold her mother\u2019s hand. Sometimes she whispered to Olivia some little thought about whether or not she should get something for them to drink or eat, or another blanket, some pillows, but to all these Olivia only smiled and gave bleak nods of the head so that Sofia was never sure as to what exactly she should do.<\/p>\n The pains were coming at regular intervals now and between each contraction Olivia tried to count the minutes, but Sofia would always say something to distract her so that she lost count and became muddled. She counted the minutes, she listened to Sofia, she prayed for her husband and son and then the pain would come again. Soon she knew she would be in the awkward position of having to remove some clothing and then she would think of Sofia and fret a little more about her.<\/p>\n Reuben had reached a section of the track to the Ponderosa where the snow had drifted deep. Sport was floundering as he attempted to break through the virgin snow and the boy was wondering what to do to help the beast when he heard the dull thud of a spade hitting against something solid. He paused a moment, and as Sport had come to a halt, snorting down his nostrils as though annoyed with himself for failing to move forwards, Reuben slid from his back and found himself waist deep in the snow.<\/p>\n The boughs of the trees were heavy with the freshly laden whiteness, and as he tried to move forwards with the reins in his hands, it fell in clumps upon him, some heavier than others. It all added to the frustration of the journey, the added anxiety of reaching help in time.<\/p>\n \u201cCome on, Sport, come on, boy.\u201d he cried and tugged at the reins, but Sport didn\u2019t want to come on, he jerked his head up and the reins were yanked out of the boys hands with such a suddenness that Reuben fell back into the drift, sinking down and floundering. He felt tears spring to his eyes as he struggled to get out, it was like drowning in white ice, the more he tried to get out the icier it became and the effort was becoming totally futile.<\/p>\n Once on his feet even though still deep in snow he reached out for the reins, \u201cSport, steady, steady now.\u201d he was snivelling, although his face was numb with cold he could feel the warmth and wetness of tears and brushed his free hand across his face to remove them \u201cCome on, come on, its for Ma, Sport, come on.\u201d<\/p>\n The tapping of the spade had stopped now but there was another sound, a soft gliding swishing noise that he knew were the sound that runners on snow would make and for a moment he hardly dared to breathe. The snow was falling but it wasn\u2019t so heavy as to obscure the sight of a horse and buggy labouring along the way, the poor beast pushing against snow and the buggy creating deep ruts while behind came two other horses and the familiar although snow covered figure of a man perched on the wagonseat.<\/p>\n Paul\u2019s horse stopped dead upon seeing the other horse just ahead of him. Sport rolled his eyes and whinnied. Paul peered through the falling snow as though he couldn\u2019t believe what he was seeing, he recognised Sport and was wondering what the beast was doing on the track when he realised that the \u2018snowman\u2019 cavorting by the horse\u2019s side was Reuben.<\/p>\n Reuben was now struggling through the snow waving his arms above his head as though it was the only way to get their attention although there was little need to have done so, his mere presence had captured that\u2026 for Adam was now bringing the wagon round to pass Pauls buggy and stopped abreast of Reuben and Sport.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat are you doing out here, Reuben?\u201d his voice was a bark of sound, over loud, over anxious. There were too many thoughts racing through his head for him to ask in any other way \u2026 had the house burned down? Had Cheng Ho Lee\u2019s condition worsened? Had Sofia had an accident? Don\u2019t please don\u2019t let anything have happened to Livvy, don\u2019t don\u2019t say anything has happened to Livvy.<\/p>\n Reuben waded through to grab at his fathers arm, his mouth was stiff with cold, he could only stammer \u201cMa, it\u2019s Ma.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam swallowed hard, nodded, grabbed the boy by the collar of his coat and hauled him onto the wagonseat, the reins slapped down upon the horses rumps and without paying heed to either Sport or Paul the wagon slid by as fast as the horses could go. It was a blessing in disguise that Sport, with his valiant efforts, had more or less smoothed out a way for them to make the journey without hindrance.<\/p>\n Paul followed more slowly and took the time to get down, check his wheels, and tie Sport to his back axle. \u201cSofia, go indoors now and see if Cheng Ho Lee is alright.\u201d Olivia said quietly, very quietly, but with a firmness in her voice that indicated that she wasn\u2019t going to take no for an answer this time. \u201cHe hasn\u2019t eaten or had anything to drink.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBut, mommy\u2026\u201d Sofia blinked tears, she gripped Olivia\u2019s hand more tightly, \u201cMommy, what about you? Will you be alright if I go?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, I\u2019ll be alright, poor Cheng Ho Lee, Sofia, he\u2019ll need your help, dear.\u201d<\/p>\n Sofia hesitated then released Olivia\u2019s hand and after looking once more at her mother hurried out of the stable. There was no sound as her feet trod upon freshly fallen snow while she ran to the house and let herself indoors.<\/p>\n Cheng Ho Lee was struggling to get out of the bed when Sofia pushed the door open, she looked at him and met his dark eyes, \u201cMommy said you would want a drink now.\u201d<\/p>\n Her voice was shaking, she was pale with more than that paleness that indicated cold, and her eyes were red rimmed from the tears she had shed and which were still swimming in her eyes even as she looked at him. \u201cWhat is wrong? Where is Missy Cartwright?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMommy isn\u2019t very well. She had to lie down in the straw in the stable.\u201d Sofia blubbed, and rubbed her face with her hands, snow was melting, dripping upon the floor, her clothes were wet, she blinked and sniffed \u201cI\u2019m frightened.\u201d<\/p>\n Cheng Ho Lee said nothing. He remembered how Olivia had found it difficult standing up from attending to the fire, how she had held her back and looked so worried. He nodded and regarded his leg, felt the pain and knew that he was useless, unable to help. He observed the child now and reached out his hand to her \u201cCome, sit with me here in the warm, we shall wait for Mr Adam to come home together. That is good idea I think.\u201d<\/p>\n She nodded and said nothing but hurried to the b edside, sat by the bed and prepared to wait along with him.<\/p>\n \u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n Reuben clung to his fathers arm and shivered uncontrollably. One glance at his fathers face had told him that there was little point in saying anything, he had merely croaked the word \u201cMa -\u201d and waved a mittened hand towards home for his father\u2019s face to whiten, the lips compress and the dark eyes become like black stones. Now he could only pray that the horses would not flounder, wouldn\u2019t overturn the wagon , wouldn\u2019t prevent them reaching Olivia in time.<\/p>\n Adam\u2019s mind was blank, it was so full of so many fears, emotions, that he couldn\u2019t think. It was a void full of screaming. An emptiness that horror and longing, love and fear were fighting to fill. He went through the motions of keeping the horses steady, getting them to move faster, ignoring the snow that fell from over burdened tree boughs, All he needed, all he wanted was to reach home and to feel Olivia safe in his arms.<\/p>\n Reuben was crying now, deep inside himself he wept harsh bitter tears that shook his body but Adam didn\u2019t seem to notice, he only wanted to get to Olivia that was his sole thought if he could think anything at all.<\/p>\n The track to home loomed into sight but it didn\u2019t ease either the child or the man\u2019s fears as the wagon skidded around the corner and into the turning down to the yard. Even before the horses had come to a halt Adam had jumped from the seat and was running as fast as he could to the house but then Reuben shouted to him to stop, Ma was in the stable not the house.<\/p>\n The boy watched as Adam faltered for a second as though confused, then he turned on his heels so quickly that it seemed for a second that he would slip in the iced over snow. Then he was running and Reuben was close behind, little legs pumping along following his father\u2019s footsteps. He stopped, terrified at the sound of his father\u2019s voice \u201cLivvy, Livvy\u2026\u201d and then the sight of him falling upon his knees in the straw beside his mother and drawing her up into his arms, kissing her tenderly, whispering her name.<\/p>\n For a dreadful moment Reuben thought the worst, his mother was dead. Guilt racked him, he should never have left her side, never have gone away and left her. When Olivia raised her arm to put over Adam\u2019s shoulders Reuben couldn\u2019t hold back from crying out \u201cMommy.\u201d just as though he were a little boy again.<\/p>\n At the sound of Reuben\u2019s voice Adam turned to look at him, nodded and forced a smile to pale lips set in a grim face \u201cWell done, son.\u201d He carried her to the house, the blanket trailing behind him until it finally fell onto the ground into a puddle of snow and remained there neglected and forgotten. Behind him Reuben came with his head bowed against the fresh onslaught of snow and as he reached the door Paul\u2019s buggy slithered into the yard. Reuben turned to look as the doctor scrambled down from his seat \u201cIt\u2019s my Ma,\u201d which sent Paul scrabbling in the back for his black bag and hurrying as fast as he could to the house.<\/p>\n By the time he was in the bedroom Adam was already removing Olivia\u2019s foot wear and tossing them to the floor, trembling fingers raised her higher onto the pillows and he only stopped when Paul entered the room \u201cPaul?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019s alright, Adam, Iet\u2019s just get these clothes off of her. Then perhaps you could light the fire so that it\u2019s a little warmer.\u201d<\/p>\n Reuben hurried forward, grabbed the matches and lit the fire. He stared at it for a moment willing it to burn brightly for his Ma, and then he turned to see Sofia running towards the bed, to where Olivia was moaning softly with her eyes closed while Adam unbuttoned her clothing.. \u201dDaddy, daddy\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n He looked up and forced a smile, \u201cIt\u2019s alright, Sofia, I\u2019ll be with you in a moment.\u201d<\/p>\n She looked at him, his voice sounded strange, not like his voice, it wobbled and shook, she turned to Reuben who walked over to her and took hold of her hand. For a moment they stood together and watched as Paul began to take instruments from his bag and Adam tossed Olivia\u2019s jacket over the side of a chair. \u201cCome on, Sofeee, I\u2019ll get you some biscuits.\u201d<\/p>\n She said nothing but turned obediently and hand in hand they left the room.<\/p>\n Chapter 99<\/p>\n Olivia opened her eyes to look up into those of her husband who leaned down to speak only for her to raise a hand and put a finger on his lips \u201cAdam? Is Reuben alright?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe\u2019s alright, sweetheart.\u201d he gripped her hand is his and kissed her fingers, \u201cHe\u2019s been a real hero.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m glad you came. I was beginning to think this baby would be born in a stable.\u201d she whispered the words which drifted into the air as her body was gripped with another contraction. The grip on his hand became tighter and he looked at Paul who just nodded calmly and continued about his business of preparing for the birth.<\/p>\n Once the spasm was over she lay silently upon the bed for a moment and then re-opened her eyes, located him for he was still leaning close to her, looking down upon her, she smiled \u201cIs Paul here?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, he\u2019s here.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat about Cheng Ho Lee?\u201d she was looking at him but he could see that her mind was really only focussed on the pain and what was involved now, that she was gathering her resources for what was to come.<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019ll go check on him in a moment.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cPoor man – he\u2019s not eaten since – since – well – some time ago.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam raised his eyes to look at Paul who was now standing at the side of the bed, the older man nodded \u201cThat\u2019s alright, Adam, you go and see to the children and Cheng Ho Lee. I\u2019ll take over from here.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam looked down at his wife who gave him the briefest of smiles, a slight nod of the head, \u201cLet me know if you need me or anything \u2026 if there is anything \u2026\u201d he was stammering, awkward and clumsy like a school boy facing up to his worst crime before the head teacher. He released her hand and she didn\u2019t reach out for him to stay, nor did she call out to him. He looked at the doctor and raised an eyebrow so that Paul nodded \u201cI\u2019ll need some hot water and towels.\u201d<\/p>\n He nodded and dropped a kiss on Olivia\u2019s brow, then left the room, closed the door very quietly behind him and after pausing on the landing and hovering by the door for a moment, eventually made his way downstairs.<\/p>\n Reuben and Sofia were standing in the main room in front of the dying fire. They were still in their outdoor clothing, holding hands and staring at the stairs waiting for his arrival. He glanced from the fire to them, and forced a smile \u201cIt seems – er – seems like you\u2019ll have a baby brother or sister soon.\u201d<\/p>\n Sofia shook her head \u201cMommy hasn\u2019t been to the store, she hasn\u2019t been to town. Where\u2019s she going to get a baby from?\u201d<\/p>\n Her question raised a smile on the worried man\u2019s face, he nodded \u201cGood question.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cShe don\u2019t have to go to town to buy a baby, silly, she going to have one.\u201d Reuben announced in tones of a man who knows everything, \u201cAin\u2019t that right, Pa?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, that\u2019s right, she\u2019s going to have one.\u201d Adam intoned and began to fumble with the buttons on their coats which he pulled off and tossed onto the settee. \u201cGet your boots off. I\u2019ll build up the fire and then we\u2019ll get something to eat.\u201d<\/p>\n Sofia was giving the matter a great deal of thought as she pulled her boots from her feet and watched Adam load some more wood onto the embers \u201cBut how does she have a baby? Where does it come from? \u201c<\/p>\n Adam sighed, a discussion on the birds and the bees was not what he wanted to enter into at that precise moment, he brushed his hands together to get rid of the wood dust and then stood up, turned to them and beckoned them over nearer to him. He placed a hand on a shoulder each, and looked first at Reuben, then at Sofia, \u201cNow, I want you both to behave, be very quiet and do as you\u2019re told, do you hear me?\u201d<\/p>\n They nodded, Reuben looked at his father and his hazel eyes clouded over a little, he thought of that ride through the snow, of Sport fighting through to reach his Pa and the doctor. He sighed and it was that sigh that caused Adam to remove his hand from Sofia\u2019s shoulder to place it upon Reubens, he drew the boy closer \u201cReuben \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n He was lost for words. Upstairs – well, he didn\u2019t know what was happening upstairs except that Olivia would be in pain, and here he was with this little boy who had risked everything to get help for his mother, for Olivia. He gulped slightly and looked into the boys eyes \u201cReuben, I\u2019m so proud of you, son. I\u2019m -\u201d he couldn\u2019t say anything else, but drew the boy into his arms and held him close.<\/p>\n Reuben knew that his Pa wanted some comforting, just as he did, he threw his arms around Adam\u2019s neck and held on tight. \u201cOh Pa\u2026\u201d he whispered \u201cOh Pa.\u201d<\/p>\n \u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n When the door of the Ponderosa burst open it sent a gust of snow bearing wind whirling into the main room, the flames in the fire shivered and wavered causing Hester to jump to her feet and exclaim in a loud voice as she turned to face her husband \u201cWhat\u2019s happened?\u201d<\/p>\n Hoss slammed the door shut with a force that resounded through the house making Hannah drop her glass of milk and little Hope to wake up with a startled cry, while Hester looked over to the study area now as Ben appeared \u201cWhat\u2019s going on, Hoss?\u201d he scowled darkly, the letter he had been reading still in his hand \u201cAnyone would think there was a band of Paiute out there hunting for your scalp the way you came in \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSorry, Pa, Hester.\u201d Hoss spluttered and shook his head, scattering snow everywhere \u201cI think somethings happened at Adams place.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat do you mean\u2026happened?\u201d Hester asked immediately, pausing in her task of mopping up the spilled milk.<\/p>\n \u201cWal, I jest saw Sport, he was wanting to get into the stable \u2026\u201d he rubbed his hands and then his chin \u201cNo saddle, got a bridle on him. I went up the track to the main road to Joe\u2019s and there\u2019s sign of two vehicles gone up and down so I\u2019m reckoning that Adam went up to get Dr Martin.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell, we know that, he left here to do that,\u201d Ben said rather testily and the dark brows knitted over his eyes as his brain began to work on various theories.<\/p>\n \u201cYeah, well, this is where it gets puzzling\u2026 they came down clear as you like, I followed along and saw where several times they had to stop \u2018cause the wheels of the buggy must\u2019ve locked up due to the snow.\u201d he blew on his hands and took a deep breath, \u201cBut then Sports tracks appear and looks like whoever was riding him got into Adam\u2019s rig.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou could tell all that ?\u201d Ben said quietly putting the letter down carefully on the bureau and reaching for his hat.<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019s clear as anything, Pa, all the signs there in the snow, ain\u2019t bin covered over yet either.\u201d he watched Ben pull on his coat and reach for his scarf and gloves \u201cWhere you going?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhere do you think?\u201d Ben growled in response to what he considered a stupid question, \u201cIf something\u2019s happened then Adam may need help.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThen I\u2019d best come too.\u201d Hoss said . He was cold, bitterly so right down to the core of him, walking so far along the track and checking on what he had described had been no mean feat for a man of his bulk, especially where the snow had drifted and made it more difficult. \u201cTracks were quite fresh, Pa, probably not half an hour old.\u201d<\/p>\n Ben shook his head \u201cAdam took his time getting from here and then from Joe\u2019s -\u201d he buttoned up his coat as he talked and pulled his muffler tight \u201cMaybe something\u2019s happened to Cheng Ho Lee.\u201d<\/p>\n Hester gripped her husbands arm with a sudden fear \u201cWhat if something\u2019s happened to the children?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019d have thought one of the ranch hands would have been here to tell us \u2026\u201d Ben grumbled but Hoss shrugged \u201cAin\u2019t any working at Adams just now, and there\u2019s only Hank hanging around at Joe\u2019s. Most of the hands are snug in the bunk house every last minute they can get.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHuh, that\u2019s what we pay \u2018em for, is it?\u201d Ben nodded over to them and then paused \u201cHow long had Olivia before the baby was due?\u201d<\/p>\n Hester raised her eyes to the ceiling as she did a quick calculation \u201cThree weeks at least, a month at most.\u201d<\/p>\n Ben sighed, relaxed \u201cGood, so long as she\u2019s alright. Look, if it is anything serious or anything to worry about you\u2019ll know because I won\u2019t be back immediately. If you\u2019re that concerned then rouse one of the men to come and find out what\u2019s happening, let at least one of \u2018em earn their keep.\u201d<\/p>\n He was still grumbling under his breath when he stepped out into the cold with Hoss right behind him, they looked at one another for a moment and then Ben closed the door behind them.<\/p>\n Sport was quite happy in the stable pulling hay from a hay bag and getting reacquainted with old friends. Paul had been in such a hurry to get on behind Adam that he hadn\u2019t tied the reins of the big horse tight enough to keep Sport tied to the axle, one jerk of his head and he was soon free and recognising the location preferred a quick wade through the snow to his old stables than being hauled along the way he had come.<\/p>\n Both men saddled their own horses, and within moments were leading them out into the yard. Hoss closed the stable doors and with his head bent against the prevailing wind mounted into the saddle. They were enshrouded by the snow to become two dark shadows moving through a white curtain. Reuben moved away and got to his feet, while Adam stood up, holding Sofia securely in his arms as she was still in a deep sleep. Looking down at her and then at his father he gave a bleak rather small smile, relief and other emotions flickered over his face so obviously that Ben felt suddenly sick \u201cOlivia?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cUpstairs with Paul.\u201d Adam said very quietly, \u201cI\u2019ll just put Sofia down \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat happened? I thought she had another month yet?\u201d Ben began to peel off his outer clothes, snow dripped from him and puddled on the floor. \u201cSome hours.\u201d Adam replied as he pulled a blanket over his sleeping daughter, Reuben stayed as close to his father as possible and Adam gave him a fleeting smile \u201cReuben rode Sport to get me \u2026\u201d he stepped back a little for Ben and Hoss to step up to the fire and warm their hands to the flames, at the same time he gave the boy an involuntary hug, \u201cShe\u2019s been real quiet, Pa.\u201d<\/p>\n Ben bit down on his lip and nodded \u201cWell, perhaps that\u2019s a good sign.\u201d he looked at Reuben and smiled his generous warm smile \u201cWell done, son. Your ma will be proud of you when you tell her about what you did.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAw, it wasn\u2019t so much, Gran\u2019pa, Pa was on his way home anyway.\u201d Reuben said with a blush.<\/p>\n \u201cHow\u2019s Cheng Ho Lee?\u201d Ben asked with a glance over at Sofia who sighed restlessly in her sleep<\/p>\n \u201cHe\u2019s alright. Paul had a look at his leg earlier.\u201d he rubbed his chin with his long fingers, and then looked down at Sofia and then at Reuben, he smiled vaguely, \u201cI guess I should think about getting us all something to eat.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell, that may be a good idea, son.\u201d Ben nodded although his eyes turned to the direction of the room upstairs, \u201cIt\u2019ll keep your mind occupied.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYeah, true enough. I\u2019ll come and help you.\u201d Hoss muttered rubbing his hands together in an attempt to get some life back into his frozen fingers.<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019ll go and have a chat with Cheng Ho Lee.\u201d Ben looked at Reuben, \u201cDo you want to come with me, son? Leave your sister to sleep?\u201d<\/p>\n Reuben looked at his grandfather and then at his sister, t hen he glanced towards the stairs \u201cIf it\u2019s alright, grand\u2019pa I think I\u2019ll stay here. Ma may want us and call down.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOf course,\u201d Ben smiled, sighed and resisted the urge to hug the boy to him, he did, however, ruffle the boys hair and give him a reassuring nod of the head, one that indicated approval as well as pride. After another look at the sleeping little girl he made his way to Cheng Ho Lee\u2019s room.<\/p>\n Chapter 100<\/p>\n The hours have a habit of slowing down at times, and Adam felt that this was certainly one of those times. Constantly during the evening his eyes turned to the clock and then when it did chime he would give a slight jerk as though it had caught him by surprise. Hoss had read the children a bedtime story and carried Sofia to her bed where he sat by her side and reassured her about her mother\u2019s condition. Once she was sleeping soundly he tip toed from her room, closed the door and then crept to the room where Olivia was in the throes of her labour. He had just reached the door, lowered his head to listen to whatever was going on in there when it was thrown open and Paul stood there \u201cHoss Cartwright, you sound like an elephant \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cShucks, Paul, I was – er – trying to be jest about as quiet as a mouse.\u201d Hoss blushed.<\/p>\n \u201cWhile you are here then, you can be useful \u2026 stop trying to look over my shoulder \u2026 go get some more hot water, and a cup of coffee. No milk. Lots of sugar.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYessir.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAnd hurry.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYesssir.\u201d<\/p>\n Hoss did as he was told and hurried across the landing and down the stairs, where Adam immediately stood up only to sit back down again when Hoss shook his head. With a sigh Adam looked at his father \u201cI can\u2019t remember Joe taking this long to arrive.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cJoe was always impatient. Anyway, that was a long time ago.\u201d Ben frowned and looked at Reuben who was now asleep, curled in the corner of the settee \u201cShouldn\u2019t he be in bed?\u201d<\/p>\n Adam shook his head \u201cAfter what he went through today he deserves to see his brother or sister right away, he may not have thought the thing through very sensibly but he acted very bravely.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cProud of him, huh?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cVery.\u201d Adam gave a brief half smile and nodded before clasping his hands together and staring into the flames of the fire \u201cI don\u2019t know what\u2019s worse, listening to a woman hollering and yelling during her delivery or – or just being so quiet.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYour mother was quiet.\u201d Ben recalled with a softening of his features as he thought back to that long night when his son was born and his Elizabeth died. \u201cShe never cried out and there were times Abel and I -\u201d he paused and sighed, \u201cWell, when you cried out it was a relief.\u201d he shut his mouth sharply, discussing Elizabeth at this point of time was a sensitive and maybe tactless subject, he sighed again, deeply and lost in his thoughts gave his head a slight shake as though even now he couldn\u2019t believe his loss.<\/p>\n Adam was silent for a moment, a silence interrupted by Hoss\u2019 blundering across the room with a jug of coffee and everything else on a tray, only to return minutes later to hurry to the kitchen to reappear with a pail of hot water. Adam and Ben watched him ascend the stairs and then looked at one another blankly as though unsure as to what to say or do next. Adam cleared his throat \u201cWhen Hester was having that operation to deliver Hope\u2026 there was a question put to Hoss about \u2026 about should things get difficult and there was a matter of mortality involved, which would Hoss \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou don\u2019t want to be thinking along those lines, Adam. It isn\u2019t going to happen with Olivia.\u201d Ben said hastily placing his work worn hand upon his son\u2019s arm.<\/p>\n \u201cNo, well, no perhaps not. But you -\u201d he paused now, glanced at his father and then gave a slight shrug \u201cHad you been asked that question when I was born, which of the two would you have spared? \u201c<\/p>\n \u201cYou mean, had I a choice?\u201d Ben raised his eyebrows and then shook his head \u201cYou can\u2019t ask me to give you an answer now, Adam, time has passed, I\u2019d be judging it from a different perspective.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam lowered his head and sighed \u201cWell, I guess it is a difficult question for any man to answer after so many years but if I were asked that now, right now, I\u2019d choose my wife every time.\u201d<\/p>\n Ben swallowed a lump in his throat, nearly choked and stood up \u201cI think we need something to drink.\u201d<\/p>\n It was at that point that Hoss came downstairs followed by Hop Sing. While Hop Sing returned to the kitchen to replenish the coffee pot, Hoss walked up to the fire and stood staring down at it for a few moments before turning to his brother \u201cSeems to me that your Olivia is keeping tight control over herself in there, Adam. Couldn\u2019t hear a thing through that door.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAnd what did you hear when the door was opened?\u201d Ben asked with the slightest of smiles but Hoss just shook his head and said nothing. Olivia stared up at the ceiling and focussed on the shadows gathering in the corners of the room. After a while she whispered \u201cHow long has it been, Paul?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDon\u2019t worry about how long, my dear. Time can\u2019t be hurried anymore than babies can\u2026\u201d he smiled down at her and then placed the little trumpet device against the bulge of her stomach and listened to the little heart beat, he nodded and straightened up, \u201cWell, your baby\u2019s heart beat is strong, not sign of any foetal distress.\u201d he stopped talking to hold her hand while she gave her body up to another strong contraction, with his eye on his watch and his voice soothingly talking to her, Paul monitored the situation and when it was over he nodded \u201cVery good. I don\u2019t think it will be much longer now.\u201d<\/p>\n He examined her carefully and then said quietly \u201cYour baby has a lot of hair, Olivia. Black like his fathers.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt may be a girl -\u201d Olivia murmured wearily and closed her eyes while Paul smiled and agreed \u201cYes, of course, it could be a girl. Well, the baby\u2019s head has crowned, a few more contractions and we will soon find out what this latest Cartwright will be. Well done, Olivia, you\u2019re doing very well, very well indeed.\u201d<\/p>\n He held her hand and gave it a gentle squeeze, \u201cYou have my permission to yell out if you wish.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI will if I need to,\u201d Olivia replied with a groan and bowed her head and shivered \u201cOh here it comes again\u2026. Oh please please let it be over \u2026 please.\u201d<\/p>\n She scrunched up her eyes, her whole body and pushed, a groan louder than any she had let pass her at any time and then she relaxed, fell back against the pillows while the perspiration ran down her face. Paul stepped from the baby to her and nodded \u201cNot much longer, just another push, but gently \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cGently? How does anyone do a thing gently?\u201d she gave a half sob, nearly over, nearly over she told herself and tightened her grip on the sheets, clamped her teeth and lips together . She gave a sob, a groan and when the contraction came again she struggled to push, gently.<\/p>\n Paul looked up and smiled, \u201cJust another.\u201d Hoss looked up and grinned \u201cYou jest ain\u2019t got your mind on this game, have you, brother?\u201d<\/p>\n Adam gave a sickly grin and shrugged, picked up a black checker piece and hopped over three white ones \u201c No, not really.\u201d he muttered as he scooped the last three of Hoss\u2019 pieces into the box.<\/p>\n He stood up, glanced up at the stairs, rubbed his jaw with his hand and then turned to glare at the clock, that thief of time that was certainly no friend of his that night. Reuben yawned and sat up, \u201cPa, is Ma alright?\u201d<\/p>\n Adam looked up at the stairs again and didn\u2019t move, he stared up to the landing and waited. Something had changed, something but he didn\u2019t know what, perhaps movements from the room, perhaps .. Oh he just didn\u2019t know and with a groan of exasperation he looked at Ben \u201cPa, why \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n A thin wail tricked from the room above, a cry that grew lustier by the second, a new born demanding a right to be understand why it had to be thrust out into the light of a cold world and away from the warm comfortable nest in which it had been nurtured for so long.<\/p>\n \u201cOh Pa.\u201d Reuben gasped and his face drained white as he jumped to his feet.<\/p>\n \u201cHoly Moley\u201d Hoss gasped and looked at Ben who seemed to have become frozen to the floor.<\/p>\n Adam was already mounting the stairs two at a time, his heart pounding and the colour flooding into his face as he stopped at the door, put his hand on the handle only to have it pulled open and Paul standing there with a grin on his face wiping his hands on a towel \u201cCongratulations, Adam, you have a son.\u201d<\/p>\n Such simple words, such a simple phrase \u201cYou have a son.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam put a hand to his mouth, blinked back unexpected moisture and after a look at Paul as though to ask permission but so what, he stepped into the room and hurried to his wife\u2019s side. On the landing Ben held Hoss back and raised a hand, this moment was private, this moment was for Adam and Olivia alone, and for their son.<\/p>\n Chapter 101<\/p>\n When Paul had placed the infant in Olivia\u2019s arms she had whispered her thank you and then held her son in her arms against her body and just marvelled at him, then said \u201cIt\u2019s a boy.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou sound surprised.\u201d Paul smiled as he went to attend to the necessary matters that needed to be dealt with, \u201cDid you want a girl?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI didn\u2019t mind, just teased Adam that he\u2019d have a daughter.\u201d she was whispering but looking down at the baby as Paul cut the cord and tidied it up, she smiled slowly \u201cHe\u2019s so small.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, arrived a little bit too early, but that happens with twins even when one has been miscarried.\u201d he paused \u201cSounds like your husband is on his way.\u201d<\/p>\n Olivia flashed Paul another smile and turned to look towards the door which Paul opened to admit the anxious father. It seemed to Olivia that she had never seen a man look so proud, so frightened and so handsome as her husband did at that moment as he approached her bed. Paul said \u201cOnly a few minutes, I\u2019ve some things to deal with here\u2026.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOlivia?\u201d he leaned down, kissed her brow and shook his head as though he couldn\u2019t believe he was looking at her \u201cLivvy, I -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHush, now\u201d she said quietly knowing that he was at a loss for words because there were so many words he wanted to say, \u201cHush, meet your son.\u201d<\/p>\n He didn\u2019t move for a second, just stared at her, thought she was the most beautiful sight even though her hair was a matted mess, she smelt of perspiration and other things, her eyes were dark ringed and her lips were dry and yet, she looked wonderful. He hardly dared to turn his eyes from her to look at the baby in her arms \u2026 a naked blood streaked little body with a mass of black hair, silent now as though awed by the achievement of being born, dark eyes moving from right to left unfocussed and small mouth quivering. Adam released a deep sigh and leaned in closer to look into the face of this little being \u201cHe\u2019s tiny.\u201d<\/p>\n Paul looked up and nodded \u201cAbout three weeks too early I\u2019d say.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIs he alright, it won\u2019t harm him will it?\u201d Adam asked and Paul straightened his back and glanced at the anxious parents, he\u2019d been bent over a bowl and was checking the placenta, this time he shook his head \u201cHe\u2019s small because he was born early. Don\u2019t worry, he\u2019ll soon make up for it. He\u2019s got a good lusty cry on him, his heart beat is strong and so are his lungs.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam looked again at Livvy and smiled \u201cA son?\u201d he whispered with a tease in there somewhere and he raised his eyebrows, his eyes twinkled and she laughed \u201cYes, a son.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cLook at all that hair \u2026\u201d he laughed now, softly \u201cI thought he\u2019d be like you\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI knew he\u2019d be like you.\u201d she sighed and kissed the top of the baby\u2019s head, \u201cHe\u2019s handsome.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe\u2019s – he\u2019s beautiful.\u201d Adam whispered and took hold of her hand and kissed her fingers \u201cThank you.\u201d<\/p>\n Paul cleared his throat \u201cWell, that\u2019s enough now, be off with you and pour me a drink so we can toast his arrival. Olivia, hand him over to me\u2026.\u201d he smiled and nodded \u201cCome to Uncle Paul, sonny Jim, let\u2019s get you cleaned up to meet your family.\u201d he paused \u201cBy the way, you got a name for him yet?\u201d<\/p>\n Olivia frowned and looked at her husband, she said how they would have called the baby Elizabeth Martha had it been a girl, but as it\u2019s a boy, they had to think about it a little.<\/p>\n Adam laughed as he paused at the door and looked back at them, \u201cWe\u2019ll call him Spike for the time being, with all that hair he has on him\u2026. When can I come back, I have a little boy out here who wants to meet his brother.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019ll let you know. \u201c Paul scowled, \u201cNow, clear off, your wife needs to prettify herself up and I want to check this little chap over \u2026Spike indeed!\u201d By the time Paul joined them in the big room a glass of whiskey was ready and waiting for him and the three Cartwright men were standing around the fire with glasses in their hands while Reuben was sleeping on the settee again, assured by his father that he would be woken up as soon as Paul said it was convenient. The poor lad was so tired after the exertions of the day and the long wait for the baby\u2019s arrival that he had been quite unable to fight the need to sleep.<\/p>\n Cheng Ho Lee had been told of the baby\u2019s arrival and apologised humbly and profusely for not being able to help at all. His delight for the family was all too obvious and he was assured that as far as they were concerned he was part of this family for as long as he chose to be so.<\/p>\n Ben nodded over at his old friend and passed him the glass of whiskey, \u201cEverything is alright, isn\u2019t it? Adam said the baby was very small.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe would think it small, how many new born babies has he seen in his life?\u201d Paul sniffed as though affronted by the comment, \u201cThe b aby\u2019s about three weeks, maybe even a month early, so it is undersized, weighs in at 5 Ibs which isn\u2019t a bad weight. He\u2019d be about 7 Ilbs if he\u2019d gone full term.\u201d<\/p>\n Ben grinned \u201cYou have to remember the first baby Adam ever saw weighed in at 14 Ilbs.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam laughed having caught the comment as he strolled over to join them \u201cYeah, and the next one I saw was like Spike, just a little scrap of a thing.\u201d<\/p>\n Hoss frowned \u201cYou ain\u2019t really gonna call him Spike, are ya?\u201d he shook his head and sighed<\/p>\n Paul smiled and looked at the three of them, \u201cYou know, Bridie\u2019s going to be mighty angry at having missed all this, she was determined to stay here until this baby was born so she could look after Olivia.\u201d<\/p>\n It was their turn to look puzzled at him \u201cWhat are you saying, Paul? Where\u2019s Bridie going?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh,\u201d Paul shrugged nonchalantly and tossed back his whiskey, he handed the empty glass back to Ben and smiled \u201cDidn\u2019t I mention it before? She\u2019s coming to live with me.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cShe\u2019s what?\u201d Adam gasped, his dark eyes rounded, he blinked and then chuckled \u201cYou mean – you and Bridie -?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThat\u2019s right, young man, Bridie and me \u2026 we\u2019re going to be married. I asked her just before leaving Joe\u2019s earlier. And she accepted.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThis calls for a refill.\u201d Ben said immediately and poured more whiskey into Pauls\u2019 glass.<\/p>\n Adam emptied his glass and set it down, \u201cRight,\u201d he rubbed his hands together and looked at his father, and his brother, \u201cI\u2019m sure you gentlemen would like to meet the newest member of the Cartwright family?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSure would.\u201d Hoss declared, \u201cAnd from the sounds of it, he\u2019s got a good pair of Cartwright lungs. Takes after his father, that\u2019s obvious\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n Adam grinned and walked over to the settee, shook Reuben by the shoulder and smiled as the boy struggled to open his eyes. \u201cCome on, son. There\u2019s someone wants to say hello \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n Reuben nodded, his head wobbled on his shoulders and he yawned, his eyelids flickered, so with a smile Adam hoisted him up into his arms, settled him within one arm while he steadied his back with his other hand and carried him up the stairs.<\/p>\n Olivia was awake and looking pretty, neat and tidy when they entered the room. Her eyes lit up at the sight of her husband and son, and she smiled at seeing Reuben struggling to wake up, insisting that he could stand up now, but blinking like a little owl.<\/p>\n \u201cSit down, son.\u201d Adam said gently and put a hand on Reubens shoulder so that the boy settled into the chair, \u201cNow, then, just wait one second there\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n He walked to the crib where the baby was red faced with yelling, its black hair spiked up and as soft as cotton wool, fists tight and waving too and fro, but becoming still as his father raised him into his arms and carried him very carefully to where Reuben sat now all alert and eager to see this little scrap of humanity that Adam so gently lowered into his lap.<\/p>\n \u201cOh Pa, Ma – ain\u2019t he small?\u201d the little boy breathed with his eyes full of wonder as he gazed around him and the baby wriggled and squirmed .<\/p>\n Olivia leaned back against the pillows, content, tired and happy \u201cHe\u2019s smaller than you were, or your sister.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe\u2019s got tiny finger nails.\u201d Reuben looked up at Ben, \u201cHave you ever seen a baby as small as this before, Gran\u2019pa?\u201d<\/p>\n Ben smiled and gently stroked the boys head with one hand while he looked down at Spike \u201cOh yes, just one other who decided to come too early and screamed loud enough to wake the dead.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYeah,\u201d Hoss grinned as he peered over Adams shoulder to look down at the baby \u201cYeah, you can say that again. Joe never stopped screaming until he was about ten years old.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cReally?\u201d Reubens eyes grew even rounder and he looked at his Pa as though he would verify such a statement but Adam laughed \u201cDon\u2019t you believe him, Reuben, Joe – well – he was just a noisy child and liked to make his presence felt.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAnd he ain\u2019t changed much either.\u201d Hoss chuckled.<\/p>\n Reuben yawned, blinked hard as though it was hard to keep from falling asleep, and sighed deeply \u201cI think I want to go to sleep now, Pa.\u201d he rubbed his eyes with his fingers and then looked at the baby, \u201cGood night, little brother.\u201d he whispered and kissed the downy head gently.<\/p>\n It wasn\u2019t just Adam who had a lump in his throat just then, Ben turned away and pursed his lips as though suddenly he had to think of something else and Hoss lowered his head and wiped away a tear. Adam took the baby from Reuben and handed him to Olivia, then leaned down and picked Reuben up for the boy was almost asleep on his feet now, then very quietly he carried him from the room.<\/p>\n As Reuben settled into his bed he opened his eyes and looked up at Adam, blinked and sighed, Adam brushed aside hair from the childs brow \u201cYou alright, son?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYeah, sure, Pa.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cGood night then, sleep well.\u201d his voice was soft, as it always was when he saw the children to their beds, he paused a moment \u201cYou realise you have a big responsibility now, don\u2019t you?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI know. I\u2019ve got a little brother \u2026\u201d Reuben whispered back, smiled sleepily and yawned \u201cGoodnight, Pa.\u201d Paul was more than happy to settle down for some sleep in the guest room. They had eaten a light supper at 3 in the morning in the big room, after which he had declared he needed to sleep. Adam led him to the spare room and thanked him again for his help to which he replied it was a privilege to have delivered yet another Cartwright into the world and then, yawning, had turned to his bed.<\/p>\n Having seen the doctor comfortable Adam went in to see his wife who was sitting up in b ed, propped up by pillows feeding the baby. He turned the lamp up a little brighter and sat down beside her so that she could lean a little upon his shoulder.<\/p>\n It was a strange feeling, an emotion he had never experienced before because the situation was one unique to itself alone \u2026 here he was watching his first born son being nursed by the woman he loved and the natural beauty of it all made him ache deep within himself in the knowledge that he would die rather than see either of t hem come to any harm. He bowed his head and kissed her cheek, touched the babys head with his long fingers, \u201cHe\u2019s such a scrap, skinny as a lathe, and his feet look too big for his legs.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe\u2019ll fill out, before too long he\u2019ll be so fat he\u2019ll look like a butterball.\u201d she laughed and then sighed \u201cOh Adam, who would have thought it \u2026. \u201c her voice trailed away and she closed her eyes, overwhelmed by emotion, by weariness.<\/p>\n The baby was asleep now, satisfied and full. Adam picked him up and carried him to his crib and lay him down while Olivia looked on \u201cIs Paul alright?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cTired enough to sleep on a washing line,\u201d Adam replied still observing his son with a tender expression on his face.<\/p>\n \u201cAnd Pa, and Hoss?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThey\u2019re be fine, Pa sure is taken with this little fellow, guess it reminds him of Joe when he was born.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOf course, Joe came early as well, didn\u2019t he?\u201d she didn\u2019t really want to talk, she just wanted to close her eyes, curl up and go to sleep. She stifled a yawn, \u201cWe\u2019ll have to think of a name for him.\u201d<\/p>\n He came to her then, took her into her arms and held her close, kissed her brow and then bade her goodnight, \u201cI love you, Mrs Cartwright.\u201d<\/p>\n She nodded, smiled dreamily and let his hand slip away from hers, before the door closed she was asleep. Hoss stretched his arms wide and yawned, noisily. He stood up and stretched again so that the buttons on his shirt were about to pop off, then he relaxed \u201cTarnation, I need to get some sleep.\u201d<\/p>\n He rubbed the back of his neck and looked at his father who nodded agreement, rose to his feet and bade Adam goodnight, his son turned and smiled, \u201cSure, Pa, Hoss, goodnight. Sleep well.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYeah, for about two hours.\u201d Hoss yawned again, \u201cIf the snow ain\u2019t too bad tomorrow we\u2019ll need to get home and do our chores.\u201d he frowned and shook his head, \u201cJoe will be dad blamed mad when he finds out what he\u2019s missed.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHuh, he missed his own son\u2019s birth -\u201d Adam grinned.<\/p>\n \u201cSure enough, he did at that -\u201d Hoss made his way to the stairs \u201cWell, goodnight, Adam.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cGoodnight, Hoss, Pa.\u201d<\/p>\n He watched them as they mounted the stairs and headed for the other spare room. It would be reasonably warm from the small fire he had prepared earlier for them, he heard the door close and nodded thoughtfully, life had changed again, another evolution in the family dynamics. He stretched out on the settee and closed his eyes, so many changes, so many \u2026<\/p>\n As morning encroached upon the house the shadows within the rooms began to retreat, the logs on the fire burned through and fell into mounds of ash. The clock chimed the h ours but the man on the settee didn\u2019t move, in their rooms above stairs the men slept, the children dreamed dreams and a new mother nursed her baby and thought of the future that lay ahead of t hem all. Her prayers were for a future full of peace, of love and kindness. She looked down upon the child and gently caressed his little body, wrapped him in the shawl she had knitted so lovingly weeks earlier and settled him down into the crib beside her bed.<\/p>\n Morning was dawning, a sky full of vibrant colour burst forth, reds and oranges, streaks of purple beamed down upon the snow laden ground. Somewhere far off a bird sang his morning song untroubled by the fact that it was a winters morning with a stiff cold breeze blowing. His song gave glory to the morning and as she turned back to her warm bed, Olivia thanked God for a new day, a new beginning and a safely delivered, new life.<\/p>\n Chapter 102<\/p>\n Joseph Cartwright\u2019s laughter rang through the big room, echoed by Hoss\u2019 deep guffaw and causing even Hop Sing to smile so widely that his eyes disappeared into the folds of his cheeks. After a moment the younger Cartwright took a breath, wiped his eyes and shook his head \u201cSo? Tell us again, he looked like what?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI tell ya, Joe, I ain\u2019t never seen old Granite Head looking so skeered in all my born days. I reckon he looked the colour of cream cheese when he heard that baby crying\u201d Hoss chuckled a little more and looked at his wife, smiled fondly at her and nodded his head, \u201cMind you, he looked more\u2019n a little proud when he came out of that room. Don\u2019t think I ever did see a prouder man \u2026 \u2019ceptin\u2019 me and you of course.\u201d and he began to laugh again, although Joe was quieter and looked over at Mary Ann with a winsome look on his face, \u201cAnyhows, he\u2019s as cute as all get out, tiny though.\u201d his laughter faded a moment and he rubbed his chin with his fingers \u201cPaul reckoned he were about a month early.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI should say he was about right,\u201d Hester said quietly, \u201cOlivia thought it would arrive end of December, beginning of January.\u201d<\/p>\n Mary Ann looked thoughtful and after an anxious look over at her brother in law asked if that was why Ben had stayed at Adams instead of returning home with him. Hoss shrugged \u201cNah, Pa just wanted to spend some time with them. Spike -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSpike?\u201d the three adults looked at one another, Joe frowned, Mary Ann gave a nervous laugh and Hester sighed and shook her head, she was the one who repeated the name very quietly \u201cSpike?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThat\u2019s what Adam called him on account of his hair. Reckon his hair weighs more\u2019n him\u2026sticks up like a Indian scalp lock.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh Hoss, you could have described it better than that,\u201d Joe grimaced, then smiled, \u201cSo Pa stayed there to fuss over the baby or is it to help Adam recover from the shock?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cShucks, Adam recovered himself well enough,\u201d Hoss said and looked thoughtfully at his own baby daughter sleeping in the crib near the fire .<\/p>\n \u201cHow did Reuben and Sofia take to the baby?\u201d Mary Ann asked as she settled down on the big settee and picked Daniel up from his attempts to reach the log bin and chew on some wood.<\/p>\n \u201cThey were fine.\u201d Hoss replied and looked at Hester, caught the twinkle in her eyes and smiled \u201cGuess you\u2019d want to get on over and see \u2019em all, is that it?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh it would be lovely if we could,\u201d Hester agreed with a sigh, \u201cAfter all Joe and Mary Ann were able to get here alright.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAnd,\u201d Mary Ann added for good measure \u201cYou were able to get here from Adams safely enough.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWal, it is melting some, and there\u2019s runners on the rig anyway.\u201d Hoss observed as he stood up, \u201cI reckon on being able to git there without too much going wrong.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWe\u2019ll just have to bundle the children up well,\u201d Hester said immediately, and she called for Hannah who came scampering from the kitchen with her face sticky from eating sugar candy.<\/p>\n Mary Ann sighed wistfully and stood up, her little boy smiled a dimpled grin and she hugged him close \u201cI just can\u2019t imagine Adam with a baby \u2026 I\u2019d got used to him being with Reuben and Sofia.\u201d<\/p>\n Hoss grinned as he helped Hannah wriggle into her coat and pulled the scarf around her that Hester had handed him. The thought occurred to him that not so many years ago he would never have imagined any of them with wives or children. He shook his head and chuckled a little, Joe gave him a sharp suspicious look \u201cWhat\u2019s so funny?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh nothing much, I was just thinking back a few years when I overheard Pa saying to Candy that he had given up on any of us providing him with grand children.\u201d<\/p>\n Joe nodded, his hazel eyes twinkled \u201cYeah, now look, he\u2019s practically over run with \u2019em.\u201d<\/p>\n Hoss said nothing to that, he knew that so far as he and Hester were concerned there would never be any more to add to the fold, no son bearing the Cartwright name, and he looked over at his wife and wondered if she ever thought about it. She had never mentioned it at all, had shied away from doing so in fact, but even so, Hester being the loving woman she was \u2026 he coughed slightly and looked down at his little girl who smiled up at him with blue eyes just like her mothers and black curling hair just like her Uncle Adams, he nodded, smiled and accepted the fact that he was blessed, yes, blessed among men. He picked her up onto one arm and carried her out to where the snow was quickly melting away and dripped from the porch roof.<\/p>\n Behind him came his wife with Hope bundled up in a shawl looking like a little papoose peeking from a back cradle. She blinked with solemn blue eyes like her fathers and pouted a rosebud pout of the lips, the cold touched her nose and she sneezed, dainty and cute. A curl of fine golden red hair drifted into the breeze and Hester quickly folded the shawl tighter to prevent the cold harming her little one.<\/p>\n Joe came carrying Daniel who was chewing at his mittens in an attempt to get them off. A fine boy was little Daniel Cartwright with his hazel eyes like Joes, and chestnut hair like his mothers. \u201cOff. Off.\u201d he cried flapping his hands in the air but Joe grabbed hold of them and held them down until he realised that with it being so cold perhaps it would be wiser to keep them on. Mary Ann came behind them and closed the door, paused on the porch and looked around, glanced up the sky and then followed behind her husband and son.<\/p>\n \u201cDo you think they\u2019ll be expecting us?\u201d she asked Hoss as Joe helped her up onto the rig.<\/p>\n \u201cI wouldn\u2019t be at all surprised.\u201d Hoss chuckled and pulled his collar up higher to stop the cold winds drifting down his neck.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat about Paul?\u201d Hester asked as she made sure that Hannah was sitting comfortably on her lap \u201cIs he still there?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe left same time as I did.\u201d Her husband replied flicking the reins and getting the horses moving so that the rig slid over the snow and from the yard as swiftly as a hot knife through butter. \u201cEzra was there and fixed up some runners so\u2019s he\u2019d be able to get to town.\u201d<\/p>\n Hester sighed \u201cJust think – Paul and Bridie getting married? That\u2019s going to put a few noses out of joint when they hear about it in town.\u201d<\/p>\n Mary Ann laughed at that remark and said that no one had the right to comment after all Paul had been single and in town for a great many years, if those women were foolish enough to let such a prize slip away just like that, then more fool them.<\/p>\n From the kitchen window Hop Sing watched them disappear from the yard. He sighed and removed evidence of Hannah\u2019s \u2019help\u2019 with the sugar candy. Times were changing, and for some reason it seemed to him that they were changing faster than he could keep up with it all. He could remember the day he arrived at this spot with Ben and two little boys so clearly, how he had been able to jump down from the wagon, his hair as black as a raven\u2019s wing. He sighed again, he couldn\u2019t do that now, his bones were too stiff, he was no longer slim and slender like a reed, and his hair was streaked with grey. Like his master and beloved friend, Ben Cartwright, he was growing old. He shook his head, something he didn\u2019t like to admit but then again, neither did Ben. With the snow melting away so quickly Adam, assisted by Ben, had been able to get through his chores for the morning and then prepared their breakfast. Hoss had left as early as he could to reach home wanting to tell Hester and then Joe, all about the newest arrival.<\/p>\n He had taken Olivia some thing to eat on a tray and settled it carefully on the table by her side. Reuben was downstairs with Ben chattering away about this new brother and what they would do, and Ben was telling him how Adam had been the eldest brother and what he actually did do. The murmur of their voices had followed Adam as he had ascended the stairs bringing memories along with them of a time when Ben would talk to his sons about their plans for the day and how his voice could trickle through the woodwork and seem to follow them through the house.<\/p>\n Sofia was sitting beside the bed and looked at her father with big eyes \u201cDaddy, isn\u2019t he small?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe is, princess.\u201d he smiled at her, and looked at Olivia who was feeding the baby, \u201cHave you managed to get any sleep?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh yes, I slept very well.\u201d Olivia replied in a drowsy voice that quite belied her words, \u201cI didn\u2019t wake up until Sofia came in.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI gave mummy a big kiss and she woked up.\u201d Sofia said blithely, and looked again at the baby who had stopped feeding and had fallen asleep.<\/p>\n \u201cWell, now, let me take him, sweetheart, while you eat something.\u201d Adam said very quietly, almost solemnly as he reached for the baby and took him in his hands.<\/p>\n The baby was totally unresponsive. The process of being birthed, then very well fed, had left him bloated and full and content. He pursed his lips into a pout, dribbled some milk, sighed and then burped. Sofia giggled and Adam grimaced and looked down at her, raised an eyebrow \u201cWell, Sofia, what do you think of Spike, huh?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI like all his hair.\u201d the child replied very seriously, \u201cAnd he\u2019s so small, he just fits in your hands, daddy.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMmm, he does, doesn\u2019t he?\u201d Adam smiled and looked down at the baby who was lying in his cupped hands, thin matchstick arms and legs hanging, dangling, and tiny chest rising and falling.<\/p>\n \u201cDaddy?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, pumpkin?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cShall we call him Jesus?\u201d<\/p>\n Adam\u2019s eyes rose to meet those of his wife who had paused in the act of drinking her morning coffee. Both looked baffled so that Olivia asked her daughter why on earth would she want to call her brother by that name. Sofia sighed and looked at them both as though they were the biggest ignoramus\u2019 on the planet \u201cBecause Jesus was born in a stable.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSpike wasn\u2019t.\u201d Adam reminded her very firmly and looked at his baby son anxiously.<\/p>\n \u201cHe nearly was\u2026\u201d his daughter reminded him.<\/p>\n \u201cAh yes.\u201d Adam looked at Olivia \u201cAnd now, why exactly was that?\u201d he raised the baby to his shoulder and nursed him there, gently stroking its back with one hand. \u201cI never did get to know what happened \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n Olivia shrugged, now that it was all behind her she couldn\u2019t see why there was any reason to make such an issue about it. She put the cup down on the saucer, \u201cWe were going to build a snow man, that\u2019s all.\u201d and she gave Sofia a stern look, but the little girl looked from her mother to her father and nodded,<\/p>\n \u201cI pushed the snowball up the hill and forgot how to get back, but I did and that was when Mommy went in the stable.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam slowly passed a hand over his face, pinched the bridge of his nose and shook his head, \u201cI see. Well, say no more, I don\u2019t think I want to know\u2026\u201d he looked at Sofia who was looking puzzled, \u201cAnd no, we aren\u2019t calling your brother Jesus. Nor Gabriel either.\u201d<\/p>\n Sofia swung her feet and looked thoughtful \u201cI like Gabriel.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam sighed \u201cGo down and ask Gran\u2019pa to get you your breakfast, I\u2019ll be down in a moment.\u201d<\/p>\n With a little giggle , for she knew when she was being \u2018cute\u2019 and when Pa was pretending to be cross, Sofia ran out of the room , leaving Olivia smiling at her before she turned to look at her husband \u201cOur son can\u2019t go through life being called Spike.\u201d she said gravely.<\/p>\n \u201cI don\u2019t see why not,\u201d Adam said leaning forward to kiss her, \u201cIt\u2019s a fine name.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou won\u2019t find it in any book.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI think so\u2026\u201d he corrected her, \u201cCharles Dickens in \u2018Great Expectations, a boy called Spike was a friend to David Copperfield.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThat was Smike\u2026 and he\u2019s not going to be called that either.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou\u2019re sounding very definite, Mrs Cartwright.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI am being very definite, Mr Cartwright.\u201d she looked at him in mock severity. The baby wriggled and began to make little mewling sounds, legs and arms gyrated. \u201cNonsense, he\u2019s just filling his diaper is all.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHmmmn,\u201d Adam grimaced and held his son at arms length \u201cI think you\u2019re right.\u201d Cheng Ho Lee could hear the family arriving from his bedroom and leaned back against the pillows to listen to the sounds of women calling out in their higher pitched voices and the children babbling and the deeper tones of the men. He sighed and shook his head, looked down at the injured leg knowing that he should have been there to prepare refreshments for them. Mr Ben and Mr Adam would not think of it, they would be too caught up in the moment, too happy and excited to consider the needs of their guests.<\/p>\n He closed his eyes and allowed the hum of voices from the other room to ebb and flow around him as he thought back to the time he had first arrived at the ranch house. If only Su Ling had realised that she had been carefully led into considering him as the help for Olivia Cartwright. It had worked out very well and now that he was so firmly entrenched in the house, within the bosom of the family, he knew that there was little chance of harm coming to them from the dangers he and a few others in town had been aware of for some time. The curse of the dragon would not fall upon this family, Cheng Ho Lee vowed yet again, not while he lived.<\/p>\n Ben had been holding the baby in his arms when the family trooped in, brushing off snow and rain drops from their clothing which they began to pull off in their eagerness to get inside and see the infant. Adam was seated on the settee teaching Reuben how to find the chords on the guitar, and had looked up with his dark eyes twinkling at the sight of them all. Sofia had been upstairs with her mother and had given a squeal of delight at seeing her cousins, running down to meet them and shrieking with excitement about her new baby.<\/p>\n \u201cHow\u2019s Olivia?\u201d Mary Ann asked, \u201cIs she alright?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cCan we go and see her?\u201d Hester asked realising that Ben was not going to release the baby into her care right there and then so resolving to be patient. Ben obviously believed in everyone taking their proper turn and although happy to show the baby off to them wasn\u2019t in any hurry to hand him over.<\/p>\n \u201cHey, that baby really is small.\u201d Joe breathed peering through the shawl to look at the little face which, to his mind, was no where near as handsome as Daniel had been when he first saw him.<\/p>\n \u201cBorn early,\u201d Ben said, \u201cActually, Joseph, he looks a lot like you when you were born.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou mean, I looked like a little old man?\u201d Joe laughed and leaned forward to tickle the infants cheek.<\/p>\n Adam grinned and stood up, putting the guitar carefully on the floor out of reach of his brother Hoss who had a tendency to break the things, \u201cYou didn\u2019t have all that hair if I remember rightly.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cUgh, you mean I was bald as well?\u201d Joe grimaced and turned away, grinned at Reuben, \u201cWell, what do you think, Reuben? Do you like your little brother?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe\u2019s alright, he\u2019s only a baby.\u201d Reuben shrugged nonchalantly and wondered why adults got so excited about a baby, it would be much more fun if they were born 8 years old. He sighed, and then smiled \u201cMa said I was bigger than him when I was born.\u201d<\/p>\n Hoss smiled and nodded \u201cBet you wish he were 6 years old already, huh?\u201d<\/p>\n Reuben blushed, unaware that when Hoss was presented with a new baby brother he had wished much the same thing, babies were – after all – just babies. He ruffled the boys hair and suggested they went into the kitchen to make something to eat and drink.<\/p>\n Upstairs the women chattered, crowding around the bed and exchanging the details of the miracle of birth with each other. Hope was cradled in her mother\u2019s arms blinking owlishly around the room, while Daniel crawled across the bed, over his aunt\u2019s legs and toppled off the other edge but skilfully caught by his mother.<\/p>\n \u201cI don\u2019t understand why he has to do this kind of thing,\u201d Mary Ann cried.<\/p>\n \u201cI do,\u201d Hester replied rather primly, \u201cHe\u2019s his fathers son, that\u2019s why!\u201d<\/p>\n From downstairs came the sound of wailing, a new born infants cry, the three of them looked at one another, smiled, Hester ventured to ask how long it would be before the baby was brought back up stairs for mother to attend to him.<\/p>\n \u201cWhich reminds me,\u201d Mary Ann said \u201cSurely you don\u2019t really mean to call him Spike?\u201d<\/p>\n Adam came into the room at that moment and with a smile presented the squalling baby to his mother then looked at Hester \u201cYour husband\u2019s causing havoc in our kitchen \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n Hester laughed and rose to her feet taking her baby with her she followed Adam back downstairs where he left her to handle matters in the kitchen with, she thought afterwards, precision timing. It wasn\u2019t long before Mary Ann joined her and they settled down to preparing a meal.<\/p>\n In her room Olivia fed her baby , listening to the sounds of voices from down in the big room. She smiled when Adam came into the room with a tray which he set down close by her side. He sat beside her and kissed the top of her head, \u201cAre you happy, Mrs Cartwright?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, happier than I probably deserve to be.\u201d she replied looking from him down to the baby who was contentedly feeding in her arms \u201cAnd proud, to be part of such a wonderful family.\u201d<\/p>\n He smiled and with his fingers gently traced the outline of her profile, then played a little with a loose coil of her hair. \u201cHave you thought of a name for him yet?\u201d<\/p>\n She sighed \u201cNo, can\u2019t think of any, well I can, but then I think of another one \u2026\u201d she leaned back against him, and closed her eyes \u201cI\u2019m too tired to think of names.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat about Nathaniel Erik Cartwright?\u201d he suggested.<\/p>\n She smiled slowly, opened her eyes and looked down at the baby \u201cHe doesn\u2019t look like a Nathaniel Erik Cartwright.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAccording to Joe he looks like a little old man\u2026\u201d Adam laughed and leaned down to stroke the infants silky hair that stood up just as his uncle had described, a perfect Mohican scalp lock<\/p>\n \u201cWhy Erik?\u201d she asked quietly, \u201cThat\u2019s Hoss\u2019 given name, isn\u2019t it?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThen why not your own name instead of your brothers?\u201d she glanced at him then, saw the look on his face and sighed before looking down at her son.<\/p>\n \u201cHoss won\u2019t have any sons.\u201d Adam replied in that stern rather no nonsense manner he had about him at times.<\/p>\n \u201cNo, but who\u2019s to say that we\u2019ll have any more?\u201d<\/p>\n He sighed and stroked the baby\u2019s fingers gently with long fingers of his own, \u201cWe have that chance, Livvy, Hester and Hoss don\u2019t\u2026.\u201d he frowned slightly then rubbed his nose a little before smiling at her, \u201cWe only called him Erik while Inger was alive, when she was killed we just – well – he was just Hoss and -\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSo it\u2019s because of Inger really?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cShe was like my – well, she was my mother, the only one I ever knew as a child.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBut what then about Marie? Do you want to call him Joseph Erik now?\u201d<\/p>\n He grinned then and tweaked her nose as playfully as if she were Sofia, \u201cNo, of course not. Marie was a joy to know, but she was my step mother, not like Inger.\u201d<\/p>\n She was quiet for a moment and stared at the far wall for a moment \u201cWhat about Benjamin Erik?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, there\u2019s only one Benjamin Cartwright \u2026 what about Ephraim Erik?\u201d and he gave a slight grin at her when he suggested her father\u2019s name.<\/p>\n \u201cHeavens forbid,\u201d she shuddered as memories of her father came to her mind followed by a host of other memories she preferred to forget. Spike released her and lay back upon her arm, supine, replete. He burped lightly just to let them know how satisfied he was, \u201cWhat about Aaron or Noah?\u201d<\/p>\n He laughed then and leaned back against the beds headrest, \u201cWe\u2019re agreed about Erik?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIf that\u2019s what you want, sweetheart.\u201d she sighed and leaned against him, comfortable now with her head upon his chest, \u201cI\u2019m too tired to think of names. \u201c<\/p>\n \u201cI know.\u201d he murmured sympathetically and dropped a kiss upon the top of her head, \u201cI\u2019ll put Spike to bed and leave you to sleep while you can.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI think he has an appetite like Hoss.\u201d she yawned and slid beneath the covers and watched as Adam carried the baby to the crib \u201cThank you, darling.\u201d<\/p>\n He said nothing to that, only turned to looked at her, then glance down upon the sleeping infant, he kissed its brow and placed him down, slowly covered him with the blanket. \u201cJoe\u2019s right, he does look like a little old man, not one that I know though\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe doesn\u2019t\u201d she mumbled, \u201cHe\u2019s beautiful.\u201d<\/p>\n He laughed then, light hearted, happy beyond measure \u201cOf course he is, my sweet. He has to be, after all, he\u2019s our son.\u201d<\/p>\n From downstairs came the sound of a family united in joy and gratitude for the safe delivery of this infant boy, children laughed unknowing of the future that lay ahead of them, their parents were secure in their love and their lives. Ben Cartwright stood back a little and observed them, nodded to himself \u2026 what feelings did he have now as he stood there with glass in hand, a thoughtful expression on his face. Perhaps feelings of boundless pride, perhaps gratitude for the blessings this family had been given, most of all love which like a circle encompassed each and every one of them.<\/p>\n May God bless them all.<\/p>\n The End<\/p>\n
\nTo Fly with Eagles<\/a>
\nCaptain, Oh My Captain<\/a>
\nThe Commodore<\/a>
\nInvictus<\/a>
\nCarpe Diem<\/a>
\nA New Command<\/a>
\nA Duty to Live<\/a>
\nAll Those Tomorrows<\/a>
\nWritten in Stone<\/a><\/p>\n
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\nReuben would have argued about that at this point, but he could see what his Pa was meaning. He thought of all the happy faces that had been around the table, even Cheng Ho Lee had come out to bow and thank the master for his gift. He thought of the twinkle in his fathers eyes as each gift had been unwrapped, and how Aunt Hester had got up and kissed his Pa when she had seen the little silver rattle for Helen. No one had been forgotten, the only one who hadn\u2019t had a gift was \u2026 Adam.<\/p>\n
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\n\u201cWhat about the other man?\u201d<\/p>\n
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\nArmitage turned his back on Adam and walked over to the stove where coffee was brewing, it was obvious he had no desire to speak any further on the subject so Adam replaced his hat and turned to leave,<\/p>\n
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\nIf he felt they were getting too close too soon he would meander into the rocks and boulders so that the tracks would be obscured and in some places totally lost. A good tracker, like Hoss for instances, would find them easily enough but three seamen who knew so little about the locality and how to follow tracks would find it much harder.<\/p>\n
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\nJudging the direction of the man from the sound of his voice Jakob fired off a shot which struck a rock with a whine as it ricocheted off it, immediately there came answering fire that spat up the ground at his feet. \u201cPut your weapons down now.\u201d<\/p>\n
\nIgnorant of Sergei\u2019s death Jakob and Marek fought on. They moved position several times, and caught a glimpse of Joe, Adam and Hoss occasionally which encouraged them to continue to shoot until Adam called out to them to put their weapons down and give up.<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n
\ncategory and I\u2019m not at liberty to discuss it further with you. I have to ask you to sign the form, and hand over your prisoner and the documents as requested.\u201d<\/p>\n
\n\u201cIt\u2019s been assumed that he was the person who gave you the details about Daniel and the Virginian. You never mentioned who had done so in your letters and – it might be helpful if we knew who it was?\u201d<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n
\nHe paused again and looked at Joe \u201cThere is more now I have to tell you.\u201d<\/p>\n
\n\u201cYes, is she here?\u201d Joe whispered, barely able to get the words through his lips.<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026..<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n
\n\u201cYes, go on.\u201d<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026
\nAdam returned home feeling tired and out of sorts, the whole day had been a busy one. Hard physical labour on a colder than usual day was always tiring but the emotional clouds that Joe had brought along with him had added to the problems. He slung his hat down and pulled off his coat, \u201cAnyone home?\u201d<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026
\nMary Ann didn\u2019t come down to eat at all and Joe ate an uncomfortable meal with a rather subdued Bridie as his companion. When it was time for bed Joe found that his wife was already asleep with no intention of waking up. It was the first time in his married life that Joe and Mary Ann had slept with distance between them.<\/p>\n
\nAdam sat down and sprawled out his long legs, before looking at Jotham who nodded, \u201cIt was quick and not pleasant, and he did tell us something, his name was Marek Belinsky, Russian by birth. \u201c<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n
\nhe turned to Jotham, “It’s just odd that he returned to town as dead
\nas the other three men who were involved in that shooting of Mr
\nCanady, and poisoned into the bargain.\u201d<\/p>\n
\n\u201cThat\u2019s the logical thing to do, of course.\u201d Adam tipped his hat to Mr and Mrs Jenkins as they passed them by, \u201cIf I had any confidence in the sheriff I\u2019d ask for his help, but as it stands with him just now I can\u2019t afford to risk it.\u201d<\/p>\n
\nSofia leaned forwards now \u201cDaddy, don\u2019t be late.\u201d<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026..<\/p>\n
\nWhy, you don\u2019t mind, do you?\u201d<\/p>\n
\n\u201cDid Olivia tell you that Mary Ann had been to see her?\u201d<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026..
\nOlivia Cartwright watched her husband as he undressed. She loved to see the way he moved, he had a way of holding himself that showed a man of confidence, a man proud of his body and who kept it in good condition despite the battering it underwent. By the light of the lamp she could see the scars that marked the dark skin, evidence of the many times he had evaded death. The long scar on his thigh was no longer red and ugly, and the mark of the rope around his throat had faded to nearly nothing at all. He noticed her watching him as he glanced into the mirror and turned to smile at her \u201cYou\u2019re looking very smug, my lady, and very pleased with yourself. May I ask the reason why?\u201d<\/p>\n
\n\u201cI hope he doesn\u2019t get in the way of – er – anything.\u201d he whispered as he kissed her throat and his hand gently stroked her bare arm, and she turned into him and sighed.<\/p>\n
\n\u201cAnd he gave no address?\u201d<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026..<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026..<\/p>\n
\n\u201cRoy? This is a pleasant surprise, what brings you here?\u201d<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026..<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n
\nHave not scuttled away from fulfilling my assignment but have acted as a gentleman and a Russian.\u201d<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026..<\/p>\n
\n\u201cDoestov?\u201d Adam paused momentarily and then walked quickly to the bedside \u201cWhat happened? What are you doing here?\u201d<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026..<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n
\nJoe nodded, smiled again and then straightened up, \u201cWell, I had better go, I promised your pa and Uncle Hoss that I wouldn\u2019t be late this morning. Take care of your Ma and the ladies, won\u2019t you, Reuben?\u201d<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026..<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026..
\nSheriff Armitage looked at the man standing in front of him and then at the piece of paper that had been handed over to him. With a scowl he looked at Roy Coffee who was watching him with that steely blue grey gaze of his that always made Armitage feel an inch high. \u201cVery well, Mr. Dutton, I\u2019ll do as you\u2019ve requested -\u201d
\n\u201cOrdered\u201d the man Dutton intoned lifting his chin stubbornly as he said the word, just because the man wore the badge of a sheriff didn\u2019t mean anything to him, he came from a higher authority – not a heavenly one, just a higher one.<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026..<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n
\nMud, leaves, water, pine needles all sped by, stung his face, got into his mouth and eyes and hair, and now he was falling again, until he landed in an undignified heap in a small narrow gully. The traces of his descent as obvious as that of an elephant taking a mud bath.<\/p>\n
\nBy the most miserable of chances he had come upon the very site of Adam\u2019s tumble down the slope.<\/p>\n
\nEven as Adam moved slowly forwards he could see the muscles in the mans shoulders tense through the soaking wet clothes that clung to his body. Like an animal suddenly aware of danger Vladimir swung around, his eyes searching for the one who threatened him, and his rifle raised, ready, aimed \u2026 Adam flung himself stomach down onto the ground, his pistol in both hands and aimed steadily at the Russian. They were at an impasse.<\/p>\n
\nBucket of Blood saloon.<\/p>\n
\n\u201cOh.\u201d Reuben nodded and his young smooth brow crinkled \u201cWhy did he do that, was he a policeman or sheriff?\u201d<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026..<\/p>\n
\nk6;l6; l9;k4;l0;k6;k2;l5;l0;n3; – goodbye<\/p>\n
\nAdam glanced up at the sky, blinked against the rain that fell into his eyes \u201cSeems a sensible idea to me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n
\n\u201cI quite understand.\u201d said the good doctor taking the money and his bag out of the shop and closing the door behind him.<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n
\nOlivia said nothing for a moment and she smiled as she beckoned for her daughter to sit beside her on the big settee. Once Sofia was comfortable she took the picture from her hands and with one arm around the child\u2019s shoulders she looked at the face of her first husband very intently before she sighed and then said to Sofia \u201cYou know who this is, don\u2019t you?\u201d<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.
\nIn Virginia City Dan deQuille rubbed his chin and looked over the newspaper that was going to hit the streets of town the following day. Sandwiched between the news reports about Mr Saville\u2019s disclosure about how Edward Armitage had tried to get him to take some of the stolen jewellery (some of which deQuille noted had yet to be found) was the report of concerns related to Cheyenne Indians being seen in the vicinity of the Ponderosa. He added, with some personal regret, that one of the men were noticed to be riding a magnificent black stallion with the Ponderosa brand mark. The Question was \u2026had it been stolen?<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n
\nThe fact that the militia had yet to arrive was an added bonus as there was no official body to witness what was going to happen. Armitage felt a surge of adrenalin run through his body as he saw the rider on the black horse approaching them.
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026..<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026..<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n
\nAfter glancing up and down the street and pulling his coat more snugly close around him he crossed the sidewalk to the door and pushed it open.<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026..<\/p>\n
\nPackage that squirmed and bawled. A little clenched fist appeared from the folds of the shawl. \u201cGentlemen, may I present Joseph Francis Cartwright.\u201d<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026..<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026..<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026..<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026..<\/p>\n
\nAs soon as Ben had reached them Adam turned and led them to the chuck house where the cook had made some hot stew and coffee. Men were already streaming in to be fed, grateful for the opportunity to thaw out.<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026..
\nGladys Whitten didn\u2019t move from her bed when the knock came to the door. It was opened by a neighbour who looked surprised at the sight of Bridie O\u2019Flannery on the doorstep. \u201cI\u2019ve come to see Mrs Whitten.\u201d Bridie announced as she pushed her way into the room and stood in its centre to look around her.<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n
\nShe exclaimed as various articles fell from the bags onto the floor.<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026..<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026..
\nDaniel DeQuille sat back in his thick leather padded chair and watched the two women who were reading the newspaper article with scrupulous care. It rather amused him that suddenly there was such a flurry of interest in, to coin a Dickensian phrase, the poor of this parish. When the newspaper was finally set back onto the desk he asked if they had found everything in order.<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026..<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026
\nOlivia brushed her hair and watched her husbands\u2019 reflection through the mirror as he undressed and prepared for bed. He had been quiet through the meal and hadn\u2019t spoken much after the children had gone to bed. Now they were preparing for the night and she wondered if he would tell her what had happened in the barn earlier. She began to braid her hair with nimble fingers, stopping once or twice to place a hand on her stomach where the baby seemed overly active.<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026..<\/p>\n
\nAdam said and then looked at Olivia and raised his eyebrows as though to signify defeat.<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026..<\/p>\n
\nShe asked as they passed under where the trees boughs hung low, and raindrops dripped heavily from them upon the hood of the buggy.<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026..<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.
\nIt had taken time to dig a passage from the door to the stable in order to see to the horses. As Adam mucked out stalls and replenished the feed for the animals he pondered over the welfare of the mare and colt he had left at Joe\u2019s. His concern was not only for the horses but also for Joe whose slow restoration to health had been a source of anxiety for each member of the family. Would he be strong enough now to handle this amount of snow to tend to those horses needs? The few hands that worked around Joe\u2019s establishment were mainly staying in the Ponderosa bunk house which was emptier than usual as most ranch hands drifted off after the cattle drives had been completed for the season.<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026..<\/p>\n
\nSurely this wasn\u2019t a re-emergence of Robert, not now? She looked at her daughter \u201cWhy did you ask?\u201d<\/p>\n
\nShe turned at that moment as she heard a door open and then close as though the person closing it didn\u2019t wish to disturb anyone by its sound. Seeing Adam she went to him, looked into his face \u201cWell?\u201d<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n
\nHe nodded both to emphasise his comment and to indicate approval of her cooking.<\/p>\n
\n\u201cFancy Dr Martin being at Joe\u2019s all this time and our not knowing, we needn\u2019t have bothered Hop Sing had we known.\u201d<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n
\nThey didn\u2019t quite understand that except that she was gently teasing them, Sofia sighed and leaned into Olivia affectionately, \u201cI\u2019ll make you a real special snow lady, mommy.\u201d<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026..<\/p>\n
\n\u201cI have indeed, but I think – er – he may be needing a rest for a while, he\u2019s quite cold.\u201d<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026..<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026..
\nBridie O\u2019Flannery was watching the snow as Paul stepped into the kitchen, she turned and looked at him, blushed a little as she recalled what she had said earlier to Mary Ann about him, and smiled \u201cDid you forget something, Paul?\u201d<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.
\nOlivia drank the water and then took a deep breath, she could remember her at the time of Reubens birth her doctor telling her how important it was to breathe properly and now she struggled to recall his exact words. At the same time she was mindful of the children\u2019s fears and anxieties for her, and tried to pacify them with a smile and confident reassurance that everything was fine, just fine.<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026..<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026
\nSport lunged through the snow while the little boy clung as tightly to his mane as to the reins. Snow dripped from overhanging branches to fall heavily in front of them or even onto them but the big horse continued onwards as though realising that they were in an urgent situation and this little human was relying upon him.<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026..<\/p>\n
\nThe words were choked out, too much emotion gripped Adam\u2019s throat but the sight of the little boy standing there so small and heart breakingly vulnerable needed to be acknowledged. As Adam swept Olivia up into his arms she gave a cry of pain, and held him closer \u201cIt\u2019s alright, sweetheart,\u201d he whispered, \u201cYou\u2019re going to be alright.\u201d<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026
\nAdam was sitting in the big arm chair with Reuben sitting on the floor leaning against his fathers long legs while Sofia sat in Adams arms, her head against his chest and sound asleep when Ben pushed open the door to the main room. \u201cAdam?\u201d his eyes latched onto the threesome seated by the fire and he drew in a sharp breath, behind him Hoss glanced around and caught Adam\u2019s dark eyes. Without a word he turned and very gently closed the door .<\/p>\n
\n\u201cI found Sport trying to get into the stables and felt that there was something wrong. How long has she been – er – ?\u201d<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026..<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026..<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n
\n\u201cNow I think you\u2019ve upset him.\u201d father said looking at his wife reproachfully.<\/p>\n
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n