Canyon Passage Page #5

I'll see you tomorrow.

I want to get my dust

out of your safe.

Sure. Any time.

Happy all of their lives

Hello, Mack! How are you?

Hello, Mclver.

How are you?

If you be happy

Don't ever wed

Just stay a free man

I gotta go home, fellows.

Oh, no, Mack.

Come on.

No, I gotta go home.

I gotta go home.

Come on, Johnny.

Let him go.

You don't know

what you're missing, Mclver.

Don't ever wed

Till you are dead

If you be happy

Don't ever wed

Go away?

Leave Jacksonville? When?

Tomorrow, the day after,

as soon as we can.

But why this

sudden decision, George?

Nothing sudden. It's just

that I'm fed up with this hole.

It's a place

to strike it rich

and if you don't, you should

try your luck someplace else.

Luck doesn't depend

on a place.

George, can't you

be content here?

No, I can't.

Let's go in. You're upset.

Lucy, I'm going.

And you're going with me.

You promised to marry me,

didn't you?

Yes.

Well, when?

Whenever you want.

Sunday, this Sunday.

Oh, no.

I'll have to make a dress.

Is a dress a marriage?

Lucy, when did you say?

Sunday?

As soon as

she can make a dress.

Hello, Logan.

Hello, Lucy.

Well, George, I'm off to

San Francisco in the morning,

I stopped by to have a

word with you in private.

Sure.

What's the matter, dear?

Nothing.

Is it true that you and George

are really getting married?

Yes.

Oh, but why the haste?

George wants to go away.

But, dear...

Where are you to find material

for a dress in this camp?

Yes, and besides, I always said

that when my daughter got married,

she'd have the finest

wedding in the territory.

I'll even get the Governor

to come down.

I'll tell you what.

Why don't you go along

with Logan to San Francisco?

No.

Oh, but why not, dear?

There are any number

of French dressmakers there.

I ought to

knock your head off.

What's the matter?

You gave me your word

you'd quit poker.

Yes, Logan, I did.

I had every intention

of keeping it.

The devil tempted you,

I suppose.

Yes.

The devil with green eyes.

Envy.

Envy of you, Logan.

That's no answer.

Maybe it's the only answer.

But don't worry,

I'll pay you back.

I don't care

about the money, George.

I do.

I'm pulling out, going

someplace else and make a strike.

Pulling out

and taking Lucy with you?

Lucy's my concern.

Not if you're going to make her

life a thing of running and hunting.

Does she concern you

that much?

Yes, she does.

I see.

Logan.

About San Francisco,

would you mind

having a woman on your hands?

Why, no.

I have to get a dress.

You'll be

in good company, Lucy.

I'm starting early,

I have to stop at Dance's.

Aren't you staying for supper?

I can't.

I have something to do.

Why, hello, stranger.

How much did you take off

Camrose last night?

About 1,500 in gold,

another 1,500 in a note.

I want it back.

You have a streak in you

about Camrose.

For me,

he's strictly a tinhorn.

Tinhorn or not,

I want the money back.

Look here, Logan,

my business is cards...

You do too well at it.

If that money's not

in Camrose's hands

by the time I get back

from San Francisco,

I'll come after you.

Where are you going?

Shut up!

What do you want? I thought

it might interest you,

Logan Stuart's

leaving for San Francisco.

Well, come on in.

Where are you bound for

this time, Logan?

For San Francisco, to see

if I can borrow some money.

Are you in trouble, Logan?

The trouble is my business,

like young Asa here,

always outgrowing his pants.

You're a moving around man,

Logan.

Well, the hound that rustles

always catches the rabbit.

And there are hounds always lean

and hungry from running too much.

Aimed at you, my boy.

I'm sure Logan didn't stop by

here to see you wash dishes.

Is she going to San Francisco

to borrow money, too?

Jealous?

Should I be?

No.

Logan, there's nothing

to delay us, is there?

Not a thing.

When's it going to be?

Just as soon as I get back.

In a couple of weeks.

What's that?

Down.

He had to kill something.

We'd better hide the saddles

and get out of here.

We'll have to make it

back on foot.

Another hard time

for you to remember.

That's what you wanted, wasn't it? Yes.

Then don't look at me

like that.

Lucy, this is no good.

You're lying.

Logan, I want to get things straight

between us before it's too late.

It's too late.

Maybe we can borrow a

couple of horses at Elkton.

Well, I'm sorry about

your wedding dress, Lucy.

Any dress will do.

What brought you back?

I ran into

a little trouble, Clench.

Mmm. The world is rocking

with trouble this morning.

Your world in particular,

Logan.

They've taken Camrose in

for murder.

Murder?

Mack Mclver.

They found him drowned

in the creek.

Looked like an accident

at first.

But Johnny Steele and Hi

Linnet got to working on it.

Where is George?

They're holding court on

him now up at Stutchell's.

And it grew on me that Camrose

was tampering with the dust

the boys left

with the company.

He was losing a lot of money

at poker...

That's hearsay,

Johnny.

What's wrong with hearsay

if it's true?

Johnny,

what have I got here?

A silver dollar.

Are you certain of it?

Dead certain.

Howison, what does it

look like to you?

You're was time, Hi.

It's a plain old U.S. dollar.

Well, you're mistaken.

It's a Mexican dollar.

You see, Johnny? What you don't see

yourself, you can't swear to be true.

You can't always swear

that what you do see is true.

Well, anyway, Camrose was

losing a lot of money at poker...

Hearsay, Johnny.

You're trying a man

for his life.

Life is precious

to all of you, isn't it?

Well, it's precious

to George Camrose.

Life was good to Mclver, too,

and it was took from him.

Was it? Well, that's what

we're here to find out.

A murder trial calls for a proper

judge and jury, doesn't it, Jonas?

They understand that.

Course we do.

Get on with it.

Lestrade.

Lestrade, did Camrose

play poker with you?

Frequently.

Did he lose money?

Considerable.

How much would you say

he lost?

In the course of a year,

maybe $5,000.

Where did you get it from?

I won't say.

You've gotta say.

You can't compel an accused

man to answer questions, Johnny.

That's the law.

If a man's innocent, why should

he be afraid to answer questions?

Linnet,

did you ever see Camrose take

pokes out of the office safe

and pour dust

from one to the other?

Yes.

When?

It was the night before

Mclver was found in the creek.

I happened to see a light and

I looked through the shutter.

Do you make a habit

of spying on people?

No, but I've got a habit

of observing people.

Is that all you have to do?

Well, Logan, you've got

a big store and no time,

and I've got a little store

and lots of time.

Order! Order!

Get on with it, Johnny.

All right.

Now, then,

Mclver came into town.

The next morning, he was found

dead with his face in the creek.

We didn't find any dust on

him, but we did find this,

a receipt that Camrose

gave Mack for his dust.

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