to the last man-第43章
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toward the Jorths。 Some； too； no doubt； had leanings that were
dishonest in deed if not in sincerity。
Gaston Isbel led his clan straight down the middle of the wide road
of Grass Valley until he reached a point opposite Abel Meeker's cabin。
Jean espied the same curiosity from behind Meeker's door and windows
as had been shown all along the road。 But presently； at Isbel's call；
the door opened and a short； swarthy man appeared。 He carried a rifle。
〃Howdy； Gass！〃 he said。 〃What's the good word？〃
〃Wal； Abel； it's not good； but bad。 An' it's shore started；〃 replied
Isbel。 〃I'm askin' y'u to let me have your cabin。〃
〃You're welcome。 I'll send the folks 'round to Jim's；〃 returned Meeker。
〃An' if y'u want me； I'm with y'u； Isbel。〃
〃Thanks； Abel； but I'm not leadin' any more kin an' friends into this
heah deal。〃
〃Wal； jest as y'u say。 But I'd like damn bad to jine with y'u。 。 。 。
My brother Ted was shot last night。〃
〃Ted！ Is he daid？〃 ejaculated Isbel； blankly。
〃We can't find out；〃 replied Meeker。 〃Jim says thet Jeff Campbell said
thet Ted went into Greaves's place last night。 Greaves allus was
friendly to Ted； but Greaves wasn't thar〃
〃No； he shore wasn't；〃 interrupted Isbel； with a dark smile；
〃an' he never will be there again。〃
Meeker nodded with slow comprehension and a shade crossed his face。
〃Wal； Campbell claimed he'd heerd from some one who was thar。 Anyway；
the Jorths were drinkin' hard； an' they raised a row with Tedsame old
sheep talkan' somebody shot him。 Campbell said Ted was thrown out back；
an' he was shore he wasn't killed。〃
〃Ahuh！ Wal； I'm sorry； Abel； your family had to lose in this。 Maybe
Ted's not bad hurt。 I shore hope so。 。 。 。 An' y'u an' Jim keep out
of the fight； anyway。〃
〃All right； Isbel。 But I reckon I'll give y'u a hunch。 If this heah
fight lasts long the whole damn Basin will be in it； on one side or
t'other。〃
〃Abe； you're talkin' sense；〃 broke in Blaisdell。 〃An' that's why
we're up heah for quick action。〃
〃I heerd y'u got Daggs；〃 whispered Meeker； as he peered all around。
〃Wal； y'u heerd correct；〃 drawled Blaisdell。
Meeker muttered strong words into his beard。 〃Say； was Daggs in
thet Jorth outfit？ 〃
〃He WAS。 But he walked right into Jean's forty…four。 。 。 。
An' I reckon his carcass would show some more。〃
〃An' whar's Guy Isbel？〃 demanded Meeker。
〃Daid an' buried； Abel；〃 repled Gaston Isbel。 〃An' now I'd be obliged
if y'u 'll hurry your folks away； an' let us have your cabin an' corral。
Have yu got any hay for the hosses？〃
〃Shore。 The barn's half full；〃 replied Meeker； as he turned away。
〃Come on in。〃
〃No。 We'll wait till you've gone。〃
When Meeker had gone； Isbel and his men sat their horses and looked
about them and spoke low。 Their advent had been expected； and the
little town awoke to the imminence of the impending battle。 Inside
Meeker's house there was the sound of indistinct voices of women and
the bustle incident to a hurried vacating。
Across the wide road people were peering out on all sides； some hiding；
others walking to and fro； from fence to fence； whispering in little
groups。 Down the wide road； at the point where it turned； stood
Greaves's fort…like stone house。 Low； flat； isolated； with its dark；
eye…like windows； it presented a forbidding and sinister aspect。
Jean distinctly saw the forms of men； some dark； others in shirt
sleeves； come to the wide door and look down the road。
〃Wal； I reckon only aboot five hundred good hoss steps are separatin'
us from that outfit；〃 drawled Blaisdell。
No one replied to his jocularity。 Gaston Isbel's eyes narrowed to a
slit in his furrowed face and he kept them fastened upon Greaves's store。
Blue； likewise； had a somber cast of countenance； not； perhaps； any
darker nor grimmer than those of his comrades； but more representative
of intense preoccupation of mind。 The look of him thrilled Jean； who
could sense its deadliness； yet could not grasp any more。 Altogether；
the manner of the villagers and the watchful pacing to and fro of the
Jorth followers and the silent； boding front of Isbel and his men summed
up for Jean the menace of the moment that must very soon change to a
terrible reality。
At a call from Meeker； who stood at the back of the cabin； Gaston Isbel
rode into the yard； followed by the others of his party。 〃Somebody look
after the hosses；〃 ordered Isbel； as he dismounted and took his rifle
and pack。 〃Better leave the saddles on； leastways till we see what's
comin' off。〃
Jean and Bill Isbel led the horses back to the corral。 While watering
and feeding them； Jean somehow received the impression that Bill was
trying to speak； to confide in him； to unburden himself of some load。
This peculiarity of Bill's had become marked when he was perfectly sober。
Yet he had never spoken or even begun anything unusual。 Upon the
present occasion； however； Jean believed that his brother might have
gotten rid of his emotion； or whatever it was； had they not been
interrupted by Colmor。
〃Boys； the old man's orders are for us to sneak round on three sides
of Greaves's store； keepin' out of gunshot till we find good cover；
an' then crawl closer an' to pick off any of Jorth's gang who shows
himself。〃
Bill Isbel strode off without a reply to Colmor。
〃Well； I don't think so much of that；〃 said Jean； ponderingly。
〃Jorth has lots of friends here。 Somebody might pick us off。〃
〃I kicked； but the old man shut me up。 He's not to be bucked ag'in'
now。 Struck me as powerful queer。 But no wonder。〃
〃Maybe he knows best。 Did he say anythin' about what he an' the rest
of them are goin' to do？〃
〃Nope。 Blue taxed him with that an' got the same as me。 I reckon
we'd better try it out； for a while； anyway。〃
〃Looks like he wants us to keep out of the fight； replied Jean；
thoughtfully。 〃Maybe； though 。 。 。 Dad's no fool。 Colmor； you wait
here till I get out of sight。 I'll go round an' come up as close as
advisable behind Greaves's store。 You take the right side。
An' keep hid。〃
With that Jean strode off； going around the barn； straight out the
orchard lane to the open flat； and then climbing a fence to the north
of the village。 Presently he reached a line of sheds and corrals； to
which he held until he arrived at the road。 This point was about a
quarter of a mile from Greaves's store； and around the bend。 Jean
sighted no one。 The road； the fields； the yards； the backs of the
cabins all looked deserted。 A blight had settled down upon the peaceful
activities of Grass Valley。 Crossing the road； Jean began to circle
until he came close to several cabins； around which he made a wide
detour。 This took him to the edge of the slope； where brush and
thickets afforded him a safe passage to a line directly back of
Greaves's store。 Then he turned toward it。 Soon he was again
approaching a cabin of that side； and some of its inmates descried him；
Their actions attested to their alarm。 Jean half expected a shot from
this quarter； such were his growing doubts； but he was mistaken。 A man；
unknown to Jean； closely watched his guarded movements and then waved a
hand； as if to signify to Jean that he had nothing to fear。 After this
act he disappeared。 Jean believed that he had been recognized by some
one not antagonistic to the Isbels。 Therefore he passed the cabin and；
coming to a thick scrub…oak tree that offered shelter； he hid there to
watch。 From this spot he could see the back of Greaves's store； at a
distance probably too far for a rifle bullet to reach。 Before him；
as far as the store； and on each side； extended the village common。
In front of the store ran the road。 Jean's position was such that he
could not command sight of this road down toward Meeker's house； a fact
that disturbed him。 Not satisfied with this stand； he studied his
surroundings in the hope of espying a better。 And he discovered what
he thought would be a more favorable position； although he could not
see much farther down the road。 Jean went back around the cabin and；
coming out into the open to the right； he got the corner of Greaves's
barn between him and the window of the s
