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Boys, I aint sorry, now, that he wasnt here to roust out the child; this is a bigger thing, by a long sight. Yes, sir, and more tangled up and scientific and intellectual. I reckon were all of us glad its turned out this way. Glad? George! it aint any name for it. Dontchuknow, Archy could ve learnt something if hed had the nous to stand by and take notice of how that man works the system. But no; he went poking up into the chaparral and just missed the whole thing. Its true as gospel; I seen it myself. Well, Archys young. Hell know better one of these days. Say, boys, who do you reckon done it? That was a difficult question, and brought out a world of unsatisfying conjecture. Various men were mentioned as possibilities, but one by one they were discarded as not being eligible. No one but young Hillyer had been intimate with Flint Buckner; no one had really had a quarrel with him; he had affronted every man who had tried to make up to him, although not quite offensively enough to require bloodshed. There was one name that was upon every tongue from the start, but it was the last to get utteranceFetlock Joness. It was Pat Riley that mentioned it. Oh, well, the boys said, of course weve all thought of him, because he had a million rights to kill Flint Buckner, and it was just his plain duty to do it. But all the same theres two things we cant get around: for one thing, he hasnt got the sand; and for another, he wasnt anywhere near the place when it happened. I know it, said Pat. He was there in the billiard-room with us when it happened. Yes, and was there all the time for an hour before it happened. Its so. And lucky for him, too. Hed have been suspected in a minute if it hadnt been for that. |
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