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big ranch over which he presided was worth sixty thousand dollars. What right had this lazy Englishman to come in and ma

son-in-law, not this season. The man that marries my Fan has got to have sabe enough to round

to packing with more haste, with greater skill, than he had ever displayed in any enterprise hitherto.

" He caught a few pictures from the wall and stuffed them into his pockets, and was about to plu

rl, but the woman with alert eye and tight

to leave the ranch," he an

ut his neck-"not without me." And, feeling her claim to pity, he took her in his arms and tenderly pr

his heart. "I'll be lonely without you, Fan-but y

get shut of it. I'll go with you, and we'll make a home somewhere else." Then her mood changed. Her face and voice hardened. She pushed herself

mpt, his face glowering, a glooming contrast to his radiant and splendid daughter, who faced him fearlessly. "Dad, what do you mean by talki

not!" he b

you understand?" Her body was as lithe, as beautiful, as that of a tigress as she leaned thus, and an unalterable resolution blazed in her eyes a

rk, and he looked at her with mingl

she replied. "You drive him out and

g to assume any guilt, any shame for her lover, and, droppin

ringing, boyish laugh, "It's al