susy, a story of the plains-第13节
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〃We could always run away； Clarence；〃 responded the young girl
calmly。 〃There's nothing the matter with THAT。〃
Clarence was startled。 The idea of desolating the sad； proud；
handsome Mrs。 Peyton； whom he worshiped； and her kind husband； whom
he was just about to serve； was so grotesque and confusing； that he
said hopelessly； 〃Yes。〃
〃Of course；〃 she continued； with the same odd affectation of
coyness； which was； however； distinctly uncalled for； as she eyed
him from under her broad hat； 〃you needn't come with me unless you
like。 I can run away by myself；if I want to！ I've thought of it
before。 One can't stand everything！〃
〃But； Susy；〃 said Clarence； with a swift remorseful recollection of
her confidence yesterday； 〃is there really anything troubles you？
Tell me； dear。 What is it？〃
〃Oh； nothingEVERYTHING！ It's no use；YOU can't understand！ YOU
like it； I know you do。 I can see it； it's your style。 But it's
stupid； it's awful； Clarence！ With mamma snooping over you and
around you all day； with her 'dear child；' 'mamma's pet；' and 'What
is it； dear？' and 'Tell it all to your own mamma；' as if I would！
And 'my own mamma；' indeed！ As if I didn't know； Clarence； that she
ISN'T。 And papa； caring for nothing but this hideous； dreary
rancho； and the huge； empty plains。 It's worse than school； for
there； at least； when you went out； you could see something besides
cattle and horses and yellow…faced half…breeds！ But hereLord！
it's only a wonder I haven't run away before！〃
Startled and shocked as Clarence was at this revelation； accompanied
as it was by a hardness of manner that was new to him； the influence
of the young girl was still so strong upon him that he tried to
evade it as only an extravagance； and said with a faint smile； 〃But
where would you run to？〃
She looked at him cunningly； with her head on one side； and then
said：
〃I have friends； and〃
She hesitated； pursing up her pretty lips。
〃And what？〃
〃Relations。〃
〃Relations？〃
〃Yes；an aunt by marriage。 She lives in Sacramento。 She'd be
overjoyed to have me come to her。 Her second husband has a theatre
there。〃
〃But； Susy； what does Mrs。 Peyton know of this？〃
〃Nothing。 Do you think I'd tell her； and have her buy them up as
she has my other relations？ Do you suppose I don't know that I've
been bought up like a nigger？〃
She looked indignant； compressing her delicate little nostrils； and
yet； somehow； Clarence had the same singular impression that she was
only acting。
The calling of a far…off voice came faintly through the wood。
〃That's Mary； looking for me；〃 said Susy composedly。 〃You must go；
now； Clarence。 Quick！ Remember what I said；and don't breathe a
word of this。 Good…by。〃
But Clarence was standing still； breathless； hopelessly disturbed；
and irresolute。 Then he turned away mechanically towards the trail。
〃Well； Clarence？〃
She was looking at him half reproachfully； half coquettishly； with
smiling； parted lips。 He hastened to forget himself and his
troubles upon them twice and thrice。 Then she quickly disengaged
herself； whispered； 〃Go； now；〃 and； as Mary's call was repeated；
Clarence heard her voice； high and clear； answering； 〃Here； dear；〃
as he was plunging into the thicket。
He had scarcely reached the madrono tree again and remounted his
horse； before he heard the sound of hoofs approaching from the road。
In his present uneasiness he did not care to be discovered so near
the rendezvous； and drew back into the shadow until the horseman
should pass。 It was Peyton； with a somewhat disturbed face； riding
rapidly。 Still less was he inclined to join or immediately follow
him； but he was relieved when his host； instead of taking the direct
road to the rancho； through the wild oats； turned off in the
direction of the corral。
A moment later Clarence wheeled into the direct road； and presently
found himself in the long afternoon shadows through the thickest of
the grain。 He was riding slowly； immersed in thought； when he was
suddenly startled by a hissing noise at his ear； and what seemed to
be the uncoiling stroke of a leaping serpent at his side。
Instinctively he threw himself forward on his horse's neck； and as
the animal shied into the grain； felt the crawling scrape and jerk
of a horsehair lariat across his back and down his horse's flanks。
He reined in indignantly and stood up in his stirrups。 Nothing was
to be seen above the level of the grain。 Beneath him the trailing
riata had as noiselessly vanished as if it had been indeed a gliding
snake。 Had he been the victim of a practical joke； or of the
blunder of some stupid vacquero？ For he made no doubt that it was
the lasso of one of the performers he had watched that afternoon。
But his preoccupied mind did not dwell long upon it； and by the time
he had reached the wall of the old garden； the incident was
forgotten。
CHAPTER VI。
Relieved of Clarence Brant's embarrassing presence； Jim Hooker did
not； however； refuse to avail himself of that opportunity to expound
to the farmer and his family the immense wealth； influence； and
importance of the friend who had just left him。 Although Clarence's
plan had suggested reticence； Hooker could not forego the pleasure
of informing them that 〃Clar〃 Brant had just offered to let him into
an extensive land speculation。 He had previously declined a large
share or original location in a mine of Clarence's； now worth a
million； because it was not 〃his style。〃 But the land speculation
in a country of unsettled titles and lawless men； he need not remind
them； required some experience of border warfare。 He would not say
positively； although he left them to draw their own conclusions with
gloomy significance； that this was why Clarence had sought him。
With this dark suggestion； he took leave of Mr。 and Mrs。 Hopkins and
their daughter Phoebe the next day； not without some natural human
emotion； and peacefully drove his team and wagon into the settlement
of Fair Plains。
He was not prepared； however； for a sudden realization of his
imaginative prospects。 A few days after his arrival in Fair Plains；
he received a letter from Clarence； explaining that he had not time
to return to Hooker to consult him； but had； nevertheless； fulfilled
his promise； by taking advantage of an opportunity of purchasing the
Spanish 〃Sisters'〃 title to certain unoccupied lands near the
settlement。 As these lands in part joined the section already
preempted and occupied by Hopkins； Clarence thought that Jim Hooker
would choose that part for the sake of his neighbor's company。 He
inclosed a draft on San Francisco； for a sum sufficient to enable
Jim to put up a cabin and 〃stock〃 the property； which he begged he
would consider in the light of a loan； to be paid back in
installments； only when the property could afford it。 At the same
time； if Jim was in difficulty； he was to inform him。 The letter
closed with a characteristic Clarence…like mingling of enthusiasm
and older wisdom。 〃I wish you luck； Jim； but I see no reason why
you should trust to it。 I don't know of anything that could keep
you from making yourself independent of any one； if you go to work
with a LONG AIM and don't fritter away your chances on short ones。
If I were you； old fellow； I'd drop the Plains and the Indians out
of my thoughts； or at least out of my TALK； for a while； they won't
help you in the long run。 The people who believe you will be
jealous of you； those who don't； will look down upon you； and if
they get to questioning your little Indian romances； Jim； they'll be
apt to question your civilized facts。 That won't help you in the
ranching business and that's your only real grip now。〃 For the
space of two or three hours after this； Jim was reasonably grateful
and even subdued；so much so that his employer； to whom he confided
his good fortune； frankly confessed that he believed him from that
unusual fact alone。 Unfortunately； neither the practical lesson
conveyed in this grim admission； nor the sentiment of gratitude；
remained long with Jim。 Another idea had taken possession of his
fancy。 Although the land nominated in his bill of sale had been；
except on the occasion of his own temporary halt there； always
unoccupied； unsought； and unclaimed； and although he was amply
protected by legal certificates； he gravely collected a posse of
three or four idlers from Fair Plains； armed them at his own
expense； and in the dead of night took belligerent and forcible
possession of the peaceful domain which the weak generosity and
unheroic dollars of Clarence had purchased for him！ A martial camp…
fire tempered the chill night winds to the pulses of the invaders；
and enabled them to sleep on their arms in the field they had won。
The morning sun revealed to the astonished Hopkins family the
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