It died out
quickly, and for minutes longer than was needed he stood listening,
listening. Then, at last, he turned back to his horse.
In the two years of his sojourn on the land it was the first time he
had witnessed the operation of the Lightfoot gang, and it left a deep
impression upon his mind. A great resentment rose up in him. It was
the natural temper of a man who is concerned, in however small a
degree, in the cattle industry. And his anger urged him to a greater
speed for home, and a greater sympathy for the man who was prepared to
accept the Judas money offered for the lives of this gang of criminals.
CHAPTER III
TRAILING THE "BLACK TAIL"
The woman started. She threw up her head. Her wide eyes, wonderful
and dark, searched the deep aisles of the shaded pine woods about her.
Her hair hung loosely in a knot at the nape of her neck, and its
intensely dark masses made an exquisite framing for the oval of the
handsome face beneath the loose brim of wide prairie hat.
The stillness of these wooded slopes of the Cathills was profound.
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