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Each man waited for that single shot which would precipitate the

fight。  Even in their lawlessness the rude instinct of the duello

swayed them。  The officer of the law recognized the principle as

well as its practical advantage in a collision; but he hesitated to

sacrifice one of his men in an attack on the barn; which would draw

the fire of McKinstry at that necessarily fatal range。  As a brave

man he would have taken the risk himself; but as a prudent one; he

reflected that his hurriedly collected posse were all partisans;

and if he fell the conflict would resolve itself into a purely

partisan struggle without a single unprejudiced witness to justify

his conduct in the popular eye。  The master also knew this; it had

checked his first impulse to come forward as a mediator; his only

reliance now was on Mrs。 McKinstry's restraint and the sheriff's

forbearance。  The next instant both seemed to be imperilled。



〃Well; why don't you wade in?〃 sneered Dick McKinstry; 〃who do you

reckon's hidden in the barn?〃



〃I'll tell ye;〃 said a harsh; passionate voice from the hill…side。

〃It's Cressy McKinstry and the school…master hidin' in the hay。〃



Both parties turned quickly towards the intruder who had approached

them unperceived。  But the speech was followed by a more startling

revulsion of sentiment as Mrs。 McKinstry's voice rang out from the

barn; 〃You lie; Seth Davis!〃



The brief advantage offered to the sheriff in Davis's advent as a

neutral witness; was utterly lost by this unlooked…for revelation

of Mrs。 McKinstry's presence in the barn!  The fates were clearly

against him!  A woman in the fight; and an old one at that!  A

white woman to be forcibly ejected!  In the whole unwritten code of

Southwestern chivalry there was no such precedent。



〃Stand back;〃 he said disgustedly to his followers; 〃stand back and

let the dd barn slide。  But you; Hiram McKinstry; I'll give YOU

five minutes to shake yourself clear of your wife's petticoats and

git!〃  His blood was up nowthe quicker from his momentary

weakness and the trick of which he thought himself a dupe。



Again the fatal signal seemed imminent; again it was delayed。  For

Hiram McKinstry; with clanking spurs and rifle in hand stepped from

behind the barn; full in the presence of his antagonists。



〃Ez to my gitten in five minits;〃 he began in his laziest;

drowsiest manner; 〃we'll see when the time's up。  But jest now

words hev passed betwixt my wife and Seth Davis。  Afore anythin'

else goes on yer; he's got to take HIS back。  My wife allows he

lies; I allow he lies too; and I stan' here to say it。〃



The right of personal insult to precedence of redress was too old a

frontier principle to be gainsaid now。  Both parties held back and

every eye was turned to where Seth Davis had been standing。  But he

had disappeared。



Where?



When Mrs。 McKinstry hurled her denial from the barn; he had taken

advantage of the greater surprise to leap to one of the trusses of

hay that projected beyond the loft; and secure a footing from which

he quickly scrambled through the open scantling to the interior。

The master who; startled by his voice; had made his way through the

loose grain to the rear; reached it as Seth half crawled; half

tumbled through。  Their eyes met in a single flash of rage; but

before Seth could utter an outcry; the master had dropped his gun;

seized him around the neck and crammed a thick handful of the soft

hay he had hurriedly snatched up into his face and gasping mouth。

A furious but silent struggle ensued; the yielding hay on which

they both fell deadened all sound of a scuffle and concealed them

from view; masses of it; already loosened by the intruder's

entrance; and dislodged in their contortions began to slip through

the opening to the ground。  The master; still uppermost and holding

Seth firmly down; allowed himself to slip with them; shoving his

adversary before him; the maddened Missourian detecting his

purpose; made a desperate attempt to change his position; and

succeeded in raising his knee against the master's chest。  Ford;

guarding against what seemed to be only a wrestler's strategy;

contented himself by locking the bent knee firmly in that position;

and thus unwittingly gave Seth the looked…for opportunity of

drawing the bowie…knife concealed in his boot leg。  He knew his

mistake only as Seth violently freed his arm; and threw it upward

for the blow。  He heard the steel slither like a scythe through the

hay; and unlocking his hold desperately threw himself on the

uplifted arm。  The movement saved him。  For the released body of

Seth slipped rapidly through the opening; upheld for a single

instant on the verge by the grasp of the master's two hands on the

arm that still held the knife; and then dropped heavily downward。

Even then; the hay that had slipped before him would have broken

his fall; but his head came in violent contact with some farming

implements standing against the wall; and without a cry he was

stretched senseless on the ground。  The whole occurrence passed so

rapidly and so noiselessly that not only did McKinstry's challenge

fall upon his already unconscious ears; but the loosened hay which

in the master's struggles to recover himself still continued to

slide gently from the loft; actually hid him from the eyes of the

spectators who sought him a moment afterwards。  A mass of hay and

wild oats; dislodged apparently by Mrs。 McKinstry in securing her

defences; was all that met their eyes; even the woman herself was

unconscious of the deadly struggle that had taken place above her。



The master staggered to an upright position half choked and half

blinded with dust; turgid and bursting with the rush of blood to

his head; but clear and collected in mind; and unremorsefully

triumphant。  Unconscious of the real extent of Seth's catastrophe

he groped for and seized his gun; examined the cap and eagerly

waited for a renewed attack。  〃He tried to kill me; he would have

killed me; if he comes again I must kill him;〃 he kept repeating to

himself。  It never occurred to him that this was inconsistent with

his previous thoughtindeed with the whole tenor of his belief。

Perhaps the most peaceful man who has been once put in peril of

life by an adversary; who has recognized death threatening him in

the eye of his antagonist; is by some strange paradox not likely to

hold his own life or the life of his adversary as dearly as before。

Everything was silent now。  The suspense irritated him; he no

longer dreaded but even longed for the shot that would precipitate

hostilities。  What were they doing?  Guided by Seth; were they

concerting a fresh attack?



Listening more intently he became aware of a distant shouting; and

even more distinctly; of the dull; heavy trampling of hoofs。  A

sudden angry fear that the McKinstrys had been beaten off and were

flyinga fear and anger that now for the first time identified him

with their causecame over him; and he scrambled quickly towards

the opening below。  But the sound was approaching and with it came

a voice。



〃Hold on there; sheriff!〃



It was the voice of the agent Stacey。



There was a pause of reluctant murmuring。  But the warning was

enforced by a command from another voiceweak; unheroic; but

familiar; 〃I order this yer to stopright yer!〃



A burst of ironical laughter followed。  The voice was Uncle Ben's。



〃Stand back!  This is no time for foolin';〃 said the sheriff

roughly。



〃He's right; Sheriff Briggs;〃 said Stacey's voice hurriedly;

〃you're acting for HIM; he's the owner of the land。〃



〃What?  That Ben Dabney?〃



〃Yes; he's Daubigny; who bought the title from us。〃



There was a momentary hush; and then a hurried murmur。



〃Which means; gents;〃 rose Uncle Ben's voice persuasively; 〃that

this yer young man; though fair…minded and well…intended; hez bin a

leetle too chipper and previous in orderin' out the

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