[Keith of the Border by Randall Parrish]@TWC D-Link bookKeith of the Border CHAPTER XXII 3/15
He'd clean out this house if we ran in a cold deck on a friend o' his." "What do I care for what your marshal does ?" "But he's Bill Hickock, Miss, 'Wild Bill.'" Miss Maclaire leaned back against the stair-rail, her eyes turning from Tommy to her speechless supporters.
Slowly the truth seemed to penetrate her brain. "Oh," she gasped at last.
"Then--then what else can you give me ?" The officers had long since departed, promising, however, to remain over in town and hear her again that night at the Trocadero, with hints as to a late supper; she had received a call from the manager of that most popular resort, and had rendered his life miserable by numerous demands; had passed half an hour practising with the leader of the orchestra; but now was at last alone, tired, decidedly irritable, and still tempted to invade "15," and give that other woman a piece of her mind.
Then someone rapped on the door.
There was a decided accent of vexation in the voice which bade the one outside enter, but the lady's mood changed swiftly as her brown eyes perceived standing in the doorway the erect form of Keith, the light from the window revealing clearly his strong face. The man stood hat in hand, bowing slightly, unable to comprehend why he should have been sent for, yet marvelling again at the remarkable resemblance between this woman and that other whom he had left at Fort Larned.
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