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TheProjectGutenbergEBookofGoingSome,byRexBeach#11inourseries byRexBeach Copyrightlawsarechangingallovertheworld Besuretocheckthecopyright lawsforyourcountrybeforedownloadingorredistributingthisoranyother ProjectGutenbergeBook ThisheadershouldbethefirstthingseenwhenviewingthisProjectGutenberg file Pleasedonotremoveit Donotchangeoredittheheaderwithoutwritten permission Pleasereadthe“legalsmallprint,”andotherinformationabouttheeBookand ProjectGutenbergatthebottomofthisfile Includedisimportantinformation aboutyourspecificrightsandrestrictionsinhowthefilemaybeused Youcan alsofindoutabouthowtomakeadonationtoProjectGutenberg,andhowtoget involved **WelcomeToTheWorldofFreePlainVanillaElectronicTexts** **eBooksReadableByBothHumansandByComputers,Since1971** *****TheseeBooksWerePreparedByThousandsofVolunteers!***** Title:GoingSome Author:RexBeach ReleaseDate:September,2004[EBook#6488][Yes,wearemorethanoneyear aheadofschedule][ThisfilewasfirstpostedonDecember22,2002] Edition:10 Language:English Charactersetencoding:ASCII ***STARTOFTHEPROJECTGUTENBERGEBOOKGOINGSOME*** ProducedbyJoshuaHutchinson,CharlesAldarondoandtheOnlineDistributed ProofreadingTeam GOINGSOME AROMANCEOFSTRENUOUSAFFECTION BY REXBEACH SUGGESTEDBYTHEPLAYBYREXBEACHANDPAULARMSTRONG ILLUSTRATEDBYMARKFENDERSON CHAPTERI Fourcowboysinclinedtheirbodiesoverthebarbed-wirefencewhichmarked thedividing-linebetweentheCentipedeRanchandtheirown,staring mournfullyintoasummernightsuchasonlythefarsouthwesterncountry knows Bigyellowstarshungthickandlow-solowthatitseemedtheymight almostbepluckedbyanupstretchedhand-andasilentairblewacrossthousands ofopenmilesoflandlyingcrispandfragrantunderthevelvetdark Andasthefourinclinedtheirbodies,theyinclinedalsotheirears,afterthe strainedmanneroflistenerswhofeelanguishatwhattheyhear Avoice,shrill andhuman,piercedthenightlikeaneedle,then,withawailofatorturedsoul, diedawayamiddiscordantraspings:thevoiceofaphonograph Itwastheir own,orhadbeenuntiloneoverconfidentday,whentheFlyingHeartRanchhad riskeditasawagerinafootracewiththeneighboringCentipede,andtheirown manhadbeentooslow Asithadbeentheirpride,itremainedtheirdisgrace Dearlyhadtheyloved,anddearlylostit Itmeantsomethingthatlookedlike honor,andthoughthereweretenthousandthousandphonographs,inallthe worldtherewasnotonethatcouldtakeitsplace Thesoundceased,therewasanapprovingdistantmurmurofmen’svoices,and thenthesongbegan: “Jerusalem,Jerusalem,Liftupyourvoiceandsing—” Higherandhigherthevoicemounteduntilitreachedagainitsfirstthin,earsplittingpitch “StillBill”Stoverstirreduneasilyinthedarkness “Why‘n‘elldon’ttheykeep herwoundup?”hecomplained “Gallagher’sgotthesoulofawart-hog It’s criminalthewayhemassacresthathymn.” FromarodfartherdownthewirefenceWillieansweredhim,inaboy’sfalsetto: “Iwonderifhedoesittospiteme?” “Hedon’tknowyou’rehere,”saidStover Theothercameoutofthegloom,alittlestoop-shoulderedmanwithspectacles “Iain’tnowayssure,”hepiped,peeringupathislankyforeman “Whydoyou reckonheallusletsMrs Melbypeteroutonmyfavoriterecord?Hedonethe samethinglastnight Itlookslikeaninsult.” “It’snothingbutignorance,”Stoverreplied “Hedon’twantnotroublewithyou Noneof‘emdo.” “I’dliketoknowforcertain.”Thesmallmanseemedtornbydoubt “IfIonly knewhedoneita-purpose,I’dgithim IbetIcoulddoitfromhere.” Stover’svoicewasgruffashecommanded:“Forgetit!Ain’titbadenoughforus fellerstohangaroundlikethiseverynightwithoutadvertisingouridiocybya gun-play?” “Theyain’tgotnorighttothatphonograph,”Willieaverred,darkly “Ohyes,theyhave;theywonitfairandsquare.” “Fairandsquare!DoyoumeantosayHumpyJoerunthatfootraceonthe square?” “Ineversaidnothin’likethatwhatever Imeanwebetit,andwelostit Listen! TheregoesCarara’spiece!” Outpastthecorralfloatedtheannouncementinaman’smetallicsyllables: “TheBaggageCoachAhead,assungbyHelenaMorafortheEchoPhonograph, ofNewYorkandPa-a-aris!” FromthedusktotherightofthetwolistenersnowissuedsoftSpanishphrases “MadredeDios!‘TheBaggageCarinFront!’T’adoraMora!Godbless‘er!” Duringtherenditionofthisaffectingballadthetwocow-menremaineddraped uncomfortablyoverthebarbed-wirebarrier,lostinrapturousenjoyment When thelastnotehaddiedaway,Stoverrousedhimselfreluctantly “It’stimewewasturnin’in.”Hecalledsoftly,“Hey,Mex!” “Si,Senor!” “Comeon,youandCloudy Vamos!It’steno’clock.” HeturnedhisbackontheCentipedeRanchthathousedthetreasure,andin companywithWillie,madehiswaytotheponies Twootherfiguresjoined them,onehumminginamusicalbaritonethestrainsofthesongjustended “Cutthatout,Mex!They’llhearus,”Stovercautioned “Caramba!Thist’ingisbrekmy‘eart,”saidtheMexican,sadly “Itseemlike theSenoritaMoraissingthatsongtome MebbesheknowsI’msetout‘ereon cactusan’listentoher Ah,IlovethatSenoritaver’much.” Thelittlemanwiththeglassesbegantoswearinhishighfalsetto Hisearhad caughtthephonographoperatorinanothermusicalmistake “Thathorn-toadletMrs Melbydieagainto-night,”saidhe “It’ssurecomin’to arunnacaboobetweenhimandme Ifsomebodydon’tkillhimprettysoon,he’ll wearoutthatmachinebeforewegititback.” “Humph!Itdon’tlooklikewe’devergetitback,”saidStover Oneofthefoursighedaudibly,thenvaultingintohissaddle,wentlopingaway withoutwaitingforhiscompanions “Cloudy’ssorebecausetheydidn’tplayNavajo,”saidWillie “Well,Idon’t blame‘emnoneforomittin’thatwardance Itain’tgottheclassofthemother pieces Whileit’sdevisedtosuittheintellectofanInjun,perhaps;itain’tinthe runnin’withTheHolyCity,whichtuneisthesweetestandsacredesteversung.” Cararapausedwithahandupontheneckofhiscayuse “EetisnotsofineasTheBaggageCarinFront,”hedeclared “It’sgotitbeatamile!”Willieflashedback,harshly “Hereyou!”exclaimedStover,“noarguments Weallhaveourfavorites,andit ain’tuptonoindividualtoforcehislikesanddislikesdownnootherfeller’s throat.”Thetwomenheaddressedmountedtheirbroncosstiffly “Irepeat,”saidWillie:“TheHolyCity,assungbyMrs Melby,istheswellest tunethateverhittheseparts.” CararamutteredsomethinginSpanishwhichtheotherscouldnotunderstand “They’reallfinepieces,”Stoverobserved,placatingly,whenfairlyoutof hearingoftheranch-houses “Youboyshaveeachgotyourpreference Cloudy, bein’anInjun,hasgothis,andIrisetostatethatIlikethatmonologue,Silason FifthAvenoo,betterthanallof‘em,whichain’tnothin’ag’instmyjudgmentnor yours WhenSilassays,‘Thegirlopenedhervalise,tookourherpurse,closed hervalise,openedherpurse,tookoutadime,closedherpurse,openedher valise,putinherpurse,closedhervalise,givethedimetotheconductor,gota nickelinchange,thenopenedhervalise,tookoutherpurse,closedhervalise-’” Stoverbegantorockinhissaddle,thenburstintoaloudguffaw,followedbyhis companions “Gosh!That’sawfulfunny!” “Si!si!”acknowledgedCarara,hiswhiteteethshowingthroughthegloom “An’it’sjustlikeafoolwoman,”titteredWillie “That’ssureoneridic’lousline oftalk.” “StillBill”wipedhiseyeswiththebackofabonyhand “Iknowthathull monologuebyheart,butIcan’tnevergetpastthatspottosavemysoul Right thereIbogdown,complete.”Againheburstintowildlaughter,followedbyhis companions “Idon’tseehowfolkscanbesodam’funny!”hegasped “It’snaturalto‘em,likewarts,”saidWillie;“they’rebornwithit,thesameasI wasborntoshootstraightwitheitherhand,andthesameastheMexwasbornto throwarope Hedon’tknowhowhedoesit,andneitherdoI Somefolkscan sayfunnythings,somecansing,likeMissusMelby;somecanrunfootraces,like thatCentipedecook—”CararabreathedaneloquentMexicanoath “DoyoureckonhefixedthatracewithHumpyJoe?”inquiredStover “Name’sSkinner,”Willieobserved “Itsuresoundsbad.” “I’msorryHumpyleftussosudden,”saidStillBill “We’doughttohave questionedhim Ifweonlyhadproofthattheracewascrooked—” “Youcansogambleitwascrooked,”thelittlemanaverred “ThemCentipede fellersneverdonenothin’onthesquare TheygotHumpyJoe,andfixeditfor himtolosesotheycouldgetthattalkin’-machine That’swhyhepulledout.” “I’dhatetothinkit,”saidtheforeman,gloomily;thenafteramoment,during whichtheonlysoundwasthatofthemuffledhoof-beats:“Well,whatwegoin’ todoaboutit?” “Humph!I’velaidawakenightsfigurin’thatout Ireckonwe’lljusthavetogit anotherfootracerandbeatSkinner Heain’tthefastestintheworld.” “Thattakescoin We’rebroke.” “MebbeMr Chapinwouldlendahelpin’hand.” “Nochance!”saidStover,grimly “He’ssoreonfoot-racin’ Saysitdisturbsus andupsetsourequalubrium.” Cararafetchedadeepsigh “It’sver’badt’ing,Senor Idon’feelnoworsew’enmygran’motherdie.” Thethreemenlopedonwardthroughthedarkness,weightedheavilywith disappointment AffairsattheFlyingHeartRanchwerenotalltoJackChapin’sliking Eversince thatmemorablefootrace,morethanamonthbefore,agloomhadbroodedover theplacewhicheventhepresenceoftwoSmithCollegegirls,nottomention thatofMr Fresno,wasunabletodissipate Thecowboysmopedaboutlike melancholyshades,andneglectedtheirworktodiscussthedisgracethathad fallenuponthem Itwasatasktogetanyofthemoutinthemorning,severalhad quit,therestwerequarrellingamongthemselves,andthebunk-househad alreadybeenthesceneofmorethanoneencounter,altogethertoosanguinaryto haveoriginatedfromsuchatrivialcauseasafootrace Itwasnotexactlyan auspiciousatmosphereinwhichtoentertainahousefulofcollegeboysandgirls, allunversedinthewaysoftheWest ThemasteroftheranchsoughthissisterJean,totellherfranklywhatwasonhis mind “Seehere,Sis,”hebegan,“Idon’twanttocastacloudoveryourlittlehouse- party,butIthinkyou’dbetterkeepyourfriendsawayfrommymen.” “Why,whatisthematter?”shedemanded “Thingsareataprettyhightensionjustnow,andtheboyshavehadtwoorthree rowsamongthemselves YesterdayFresnotriedto‘kid’WillieaboutTheHoly City;saiditwaswrittenasacoonsong,andwasn’tsungingoodsociety Ifhe hadn’tbeenaguest,IguessWilliewouldhavemurderedhim.” “Oh,Jack!Youwon’tletWilliemurderanybody,notevenBerkeley,whilethe peoplearehere,willyou?”coaxedMissChapin,anxiously “WhatmadeyouinviteBerkeleyFresno,anyhow?”wastherejoinder “Thisis nogildednoveltytohim HeisaWesternman.” MissChapinnumberedherreasonssagely “Inthefirstplace—Helen Then therehadtobeenoughmentogoaround Lastandbest,heisthemostadorable manIeversawatahouse-party He’sanangelatbreakfast,singsperfectly beautifully—youknowhewasontheStanfordGleeClub—” “Humph!”Jackwasunimpressed “IfyouropedhimforHelenBlaketobrand, whyhaveyousentforWallySpeed?” “Well,yousee,BerkeleyandHelendidn’tquitehititoff,andMr Speedis—a friendofCulver’s.”MissChapinblushedprettily “Oh,Isee!Ithoughtmyselfthatthisaffairhadsomethingtodowithyouand CulverCovington,butIdidn’tknowithadlapsedintoasortofmatrimonial round-up SupposeMissBlakeshouldn’tcareforSpeedafterhegetshere?” “Oh,butshewill!That’swhereBerkeleyFresnocomesin Whentwomenbegin tofightforher,she’llhavetobegintoformapreference,andI’msureitwillbe forWallySpeed Don’tyousee?” Thebrotherlookedathissistershrewdly “Itseemstomeyoulearnedalotat Smith.” Jeantossedherhead “Howabsurd!Thatsortofknowledgeisperfectlynatural foragirltohave.”Thensheteased:“Butyouadmitthatmyselectionofa chaperonwasexcellent,don’tyou,Jack?” “Mrs KeapandIarethebestoffriends,”Jackaverred,withsupremedignity “I’mnotinthemarket,andamandoesn’tmarryawidow,anyhow It’stooold andexperiencedabeginning.” “Nonsense!RobertaKeapisonlytwenty-three Why,shehardlyknewher husband,even!Itwasoneofthosesudden,impulsiveaffairsthatwould overwhelmanygirlwhohadn’tseenamanforfouryears Andthenheenlisted intheSpanishWar,andwaskilled.” “Consideratechap!” “Roberta,youknow,ismybestfriend,afterHelen Dobenicetoher,Jack.” MissChapinsighed “Itistoobadtheotherscouldn’tcome.” “Yes,asmallhouse-partyhasitsdisadvantages By-the-way,what’sthatgold thingonyourfrock?” “It’samedal Culversentittome.” “Another?” “Yes,hewontheintercollegiatechampionshipagain.”MissChapinproudly extendedtheemblemonitsribbon “IwishtogoodnessCovingtonhadbeenheretotakeHumpyJoe’splace,”said theyoungcattle-manasheturneditover “Theboysarejustbrokenheartedover losingthatphonograph.” “I’llgethimtorunandwinitback,”Jeanoffered,easily Herbrotherlaughed “Takemyadvice,Sis,anddon’tletCulvermixupinthisgame!Thestakesare toohigh IthinkthatCentipedecookisaprofessionalrunner,myself,andifour boyswerebeatenagain—well,youandmotherandIwouldhavetomoveoutof NewMexico,that’sall No,we’dbetterletthememoryofthatdefeatdieoutas quicklyaspossible YouwarnFresnonottojokeaboutitanymore,andI’lltake Mrs Keapoffyourhands Shemaybeawidow,shemayevenbethechaperon, butI’lldoit;Iwilldoit,”promisedJack—“formysister’ssake.” wemightretainitattheCentipedeasaremembrance Aretherunnersready?” Thosenearthestarting-linegaveroom Skinnersteppedquicklyoutfromhis blanket,andstampedhisspikesintothesoil;heraisedandloweredhimselfon histoestotryhismuscles Speeddrewhisbath-robefromhisshouldersand thrustittowardhistrainer,whoshookhishead “GiveittoCovington,Bo;Iwon’tbeherewhenyoucomeback.” “Getonyourmarks!”Thestartergavehisorder Speedsethisspikesintothedirt,broughthisweightforwarduponhishands He whisperedsomethingtoSkinner Thatgentlemanstraightenedup,whereupon Williecriedforasecondtime: “Onyourmarks!”andagainSkinnercrouched “Getset!” Thecrowdfilleditslungsandwaited HelenBlakeburiedhernailsinherrosy coldpalms Chapinandhisfriendswereswayedbytheirheart-beats,whileeven Fresnowasbalanceduponhistoes,hisplumpfaceeager TheclickofWillie’s gunsoundedsharpashecockedit IntotheearclosebyhischeekSpeedagainwhisperedanagonized— “Don’tforgettofalldown!” ThistimethecookoftheCentipedeleapedbackwardwithanangrysnarl,while thecrowdtookbreath “Makehimquittalkingtome!”criedSkinner Gallagherutteredanimprecationandstrodeforward,onlytohavehiswayonce morebarredbyStillBillStover “Hecantalkifhewantsto.” “Thereisnothing,”Speedpointedoutwithdignity,“inthearticlestoforbid talking IfIwishedto,Icouldsing Yes,orwhistle,ifIfeltlikeit.” “Onyourmarks!”cametheraspingvoiceofWillieasWallymurmuredto Skinner: “Remember,Itrustyou.” Skinnergroundhisteeth;thetendonsinhiscalvesstoodoutrigidly “Getset!” Oncemorethesilenceofdeathwrappedthebeholders,andWillieraisedhisarm Speedcastonelingeringfarewellglancetotheskies,andsaid,devoutly:“What abeautiful,beautifulday!” Nowthestarterwasshakinginanagueoffury “Listen,you!”hechattered,shrilly “I’mgoin’toshoottwicethistime—oncein theair,andthenexttimeatthenearestfoot-runner Now,getset!”andthe speakerpulledtrigger,whereuponSpeedleapedasifthebullethadbeenaimed athim Instantlyafull-lungedroarwentupthatrolledawaytothefoot-hills,andthe runnersspedoutofthepandemonium,theirlegstwinklingagainstthedustcoloredprairie Downtotheturntheyraced Speedwasleading Frighthadacted uponhimasanelectriccharge;histerrorlenthimwings;hewasobsessedbya propellingforceoutsideofhimself Naturallystrong,lithe,andactive,he likewisepossessedwithinhimthewhite-hotflameofyouth,andnow,witha namelessfeartospurnhimon,heranasanyhealthy,frightenedyounganimal wouldrun AtthesecondturnSkinnerhadnotpassedhim,butthethudofhis feetwasclosebehind ThisunparalleledphenomenonsurprisedLawrenceGlassperhapsmostofall Hehadlaidhisplanstoslipquietlyoutofthecrowdundercoverofthefirst confusionandlayhisowncourseeastward;butwhenhebeheldhisprotege actuallyinthelead,heremainedrootedtohistracks Wasthisamiracle?He turnedtoCovington,tofindhimdancingmadly,hiscrutcheswavingoverhis head,inhiseyesthestareofamaniac Hismouthwasdistended,andGlass reasonedthathemustbeshoutingviolently,butcouldnotbesure Suddenly Covingtondashedtotheturnwhencetherunnerswouldberevealedasthey coveredthelasthalflap,fornothingwasdistinguishablethroughthefence, burdenedbyhumanforms,andLarrylumberedafterhim,ploughinghisway throughthecrowdandcollidingwiththeboxuponwhichstoodtheEcho Phonograph,ofNewYorkandParis HehurledMariedettaoutofhispathwith brutaldisregard,butevenbeforehecouldreachhispointofvantagethesprinters burstintothehomestretch LarryGlasssawitallataglance—Speedwas weakening,whileSkinnerwasrunningeasily Naturehaddoneherutmost;she couldnotworktheimpossible Astheytorepast,Skinnerwasahead Theairabovethecorralbecameblackenedwithhatsasifaflockofvultureshad wheeledsuddenly;theshriekoftriumphthatrosefromtheCentipederanks warnedthetrainerthathehadtarriedtoolong Heavilyhesetoffacrossthe prairieforNewYork ThememoryofthatraceawakenedSpeedfromhisslumbersmanytimesinlater years Whenhefoundthebrownshoulderofhisrivaldrawingpastherealized thatforhimtheendofallthingswasathand Andyet,beitsaidtohiscredit,he helddoggedlytohistask,andbegantofighthiswaningstrengthwithrenewed determination Downthroughthenoisycrowdhepoundedattheheelsofhis antagonist,thenoutuponthesecondlap Butnowhisfatigueincreasedrapidly, andasitincreased,sodidSkinner’slead AtthesecondturnWallywas hopelesslyoutdistanced,andbegantosobwithfury,inanticipationofthelast, long,terriblestretch Backtowardthefinalturntheycame,thecollegeman desperatelylaboring,thecookstridingonlikeamachine Wallysawtherowsof formsstandinguponthefence,butoftheshoutingheheardnothing Skinner wastwentyyardsaheadnow,andflungalookbackoverhisshoulder Ashe turnedintothelaststraightawayhelookedbackagainandgrinnedtriumphantly Then—J WallingfordSpeedgasped,andcallinguponhisuttermostatomof strength,quickenedthestridesofhisleadenlegs Skinnerhadfallen! AshriekofexultationcamefromtheFlyingHeartfollowers;itdiedasthe unfortunatemanstruggledtohisfeet,andwasoffagainbeforehisopponenthad overtakenhim Downthealleyofhumanformsthetwocame;thenastheirman drewaheadforaninstantortwo,suchabedlambrokeforthfromGallagher’s crewthatLawrenceGlass,wellstartedonhisoverlandtrip,judgedthattheend hadcome ButSkinnerwavered Hisankleturnedforasecondtime;heseemedaboutto falloncemore Thenherightedhimself,buthecameonhobbling ThelastthirtyyardscontainedthetorturesofalifetimetoWallySpeed His lungswerebursting,hisheadwasrolling,everysteprequiredaseparateand concentratedeffortofwill Heknewhewaswobbling,andfelthiskneesready tobucklebeneathhim,buthesawtheblue,tight-stretchedribbonjustahead,and continuedtolessenthegapbetweenhimselfandSkinneruntilhefelthemust reachoutwildlyandgraspattheotherman’sclothing Helen’sfacestoodout fromtheblur,andherlipscriedtohim Heplungedforward,hisoutflungarm toretheribbonfromitsfastening,andhefell ButSkinnerwasbehindhim CHAPTERXVIII TheonlythingintheworldthatthevictoriousSpeedwantedwastoliedown andstretchoutandallowthoseglowingcoalsinhischesttocooloff Butrough handsseizedhim,andhefoundhimselfastrideofStover’sshouldersand gyratingabouttheEchoPhonographinthemidstofawardance Hekicked violentlywithhisspikedshoes,whereattheforemanbuckedlikeawildhorse underthespuranddroppedhim,andhestaggeredoutofthecrowd,whereagirl flewtohim “Oh,Wally,”shecried,“Iknewyoucould!”Hesanktotheground,andshe kneltbesidehim Skinnerwasproppedagainstthecorralfenceopposite,hisfacedistortedwith suffering,andGallagherwasrubbinghisankle “‘Taintbroke,Ireckon,”saidGallagher,rising “Iwishtohellitwas!”Hestared disgustedlyathisfallenchampion,andadded:“Wedon’twanty’allforacook nomore,Skinner Youneverwasnogoodnohow.”HeturnedtoHelenand handedheradoublehandfulofbank-notes,asBerkeleyFresnoburiedhishands inhispocketsandwalkedaway “Here’syourcoin,miss Ifeveryougetanother hunch,letmeknow An’here’syours,Mr Speed;it’saweddin’-presentfromthe Centipede.”Hefetchedadeepsigh “ThanktheLordwe’llgitsomethin’fitto eatfromnowon!” SpeedstaggeredtoSkinner,whowasstillnursinghisinjury,andheldouthis hand,whereatthecookwinkedhislefteyegravely “Thebestmanwon,”saidSkinner,“andsay—there’saparsonatAlbuquerque.” Thenhegroanedloudly,andfelltomassaginghisfoot Therecameaflutteringbyhisside,andMissBlake’svoicesaidtohim,with sweetnessandwithpity:“I’msosorryyoulostyourposition,Mr Skinner You’reasplendidrunner!” “Nevermindthejob,miss,I’vegotsomethingtorememberitby.”Hepointedto asashwhichlaybesidehim “Thelosergetstheribbon,miss,”heexplained gallantly Offtotherighttherecameanewoutcry,andfaracrossthelevelprairieastrange sightwasrevealedtothebeholders Afatmaninwhiteflannelswasdoubling anddodgingaheadoftwohorsemen,andevenfromaconsiderabledistanceit couldplainlybeseenthathewasbehavingwithremarkableagilityforoneso heavy Repeatedlyhispursuersheadedhimoff,butherushedpastthem, seeminglypossessedbytheblindsenseofdirectionthatguidesthehoming pigeonorthesalmoninitsspringtimerun Hewasheadedtowardtheeast “Why,it’sLarry!”ejaculatedSpeed “AndCloudyandCarara.” “Wally,yourmanhaslosthisreason!”Chapincalled AtthatinstantthewatcherssawtheMexicanthunderdownuponGlass,hislariat swingingabouthishead Lazilytheropeuncoiledandsettledoverthefleeing figure,then,amidacloudofdust,Carara’shorsesetitselfuponitshaunchesand thewhite-cladfigurecametotheendofitsflight Therewasaviolentstruggle, asifthecowboyhadhookedaleapingtuna,cactusplantsandsage-brushwere uprooted,thentheponybegantobackaway,alwayskeepingthelariattaut But Glasswasnoeasycaptive,ashisthreshingarmsandlegsbetrayed,andeven whenhewasdraggedbacktothesceneoftherace,panting,grimy,dishevelled, theropestillabouthiswaist,heseemedobsessedbythatwildinsanityforflight Hewasdrenchedwithperspiration,hiscollarwasdangling,oneendofa suspendertrailedbehindhim AtsightofSpeedheutteredacry,thenplungedthroughthecrowdlikeabull, butthelariatloopslippedtohisneckandtightenedlikeahangman’snoose “Larry,”criedhisemployer,sharply,“haveyoulostyourhead?” “Ain’ttheyg-g-gotyouyet?”queriedthetrainerinastranglingvoice “Youidiot,Iwon!” “What!” “Iwon—easy.” “Youwon!”Larry’seyeswerestartingfromhishead “Hesuredid,”saidStover “Didn’tyouthinkhecould?” Glassapprehendedthatlookofsuspicion “Certainly!”saidhe “Didn’tIsayso, allalong?Nowtakethatclotheslineoffofme;I’vegottorunsomemore.” ThateveningJ WallingfordSpeedandHelenBlakesattogetherinthe hammock,andmuchofthetimeherhandwasinhis Thebreathofthehills wanderedtothemidly,fragrantwiththeodorsoftheopenfields,theheavens werebrightwithdancingstars,thenightitselfwasmadeforromance Fromthe bunk-houseacrossthecourt-yardfloatedthevoiceofthebelovedEcho Phonograph,nowsad,nowgay;nowshrillingthepeacefulairwithMme Melba’sHolyCity,nowwakingtheechoeswiththeraspingreflectionsofSilas onFifthAvenue Tothespellboundaudiencegatheredclosebesideit,itwas divine;butdeepaswastheirsatisfaction,itcouldnotcomparewiththatofthe tiredyoungsonofEli Ineffablepeaceandcontentmentwerehis;thewholewide worldwasfullofmelody “AndnowthatI’vetoldyouwhatamiserablefraudIam,youwon’tstoploving me?”hequestioned Helennestledcloserandshookherhead Therewasnoneedforwords JackChapincameoutupontheporchwiththechaperon “Well,Fresnocaught histrain,”hetoldthem “Andwehadsuchagloriousdrivecomingback!Thenightissplendid!” “Yes,soniceandmoonlight!”Wallyagreedpleasantly,whereatJackChapin laughed “It’sasblackaspitch.” “Why,soitis!”Thenasafreshsongburstforthfromtheveryheartofthe machine,hemurmuredaffectionately:“ByJove!theregoesTheBaggageCoach Aheadoncemore!Thatmakestentimes.” “It’sabeautifulthing,isn’tit?”MissBlakesigheddreamily “I—IbelieveI’mlearningtolikeitmyself,”herloveragreed “PoorFrez!” Thebridesmaidsworewhiteorgandieandcarriedviolets EndoftheProjectGutenbergEBookofGoingSome,byRexBeach ***ENDOFTHEPROJECTGUTENBERGEBOOKGOINGSOME*** Thisfileshouldbenamedgngsm10.txtorgngsm10.zipCorrectedEDITIONSof oureBooksgetanewNUMBER,gngsm11.txtVERSIONSbasedonseparate 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