Tall in the Saddle Page #7
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- 1944
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Yes, ma'am.
See anybody riding hard for Garden City?
Been on the road all night.
Ain't seen a living soul.
Probably took the cutoff
through Jawbone Canyon.
After that storm, he won't make it.
Only one other place he could've gone.
That's KC.
- You think so?
- I'm positive.
- That's what you said before.
- To the KC, men!
- Take me through the canyon.
- It is dangerous, Arlita.
- We've got to beat them to the KC.
- It is dangerous.
I will go through from here alone.
We're going through together.
Hey, George. George, get up.
You ungrateful thing, running away
Yes, I'm running away,
and it's all your fault.
You're been deceitful and sneaking.
Don't think I don't know your intensions.
Don't think I don't know your intentions.
I don't care! Nothing you can say or do
is going to stop me.
You little fool, you go to Garden City
with that man and you'll lose everything.
But why? Why are you being so evasive?
If you know, why don't you tell me?
All right, I'll tell you.
Rocklin is the nephew
of the late Mr. Cardell.
As next of kin,
he stands to get everything...
because you're not Cardell's niece,
you're only his grandniece.
Rocklin turned up unexpectedly.
- You and Mr. Garvey knew the truth?
- Yes!
And you knowed the truth all the time,
too, didn't you?
Well, of all the...
I'll take care of her.
Come on.
I heard one of them
tell my aunt not to worry...
that he was just as anxious as she was
to get even with you.
It's the only way I can handle her.
The Clews are around here someplace.
Garvey sent them.
You bet we're around.
Untie her.
Now tie him up.
I'll take part in this, you hairy beast.
And here's something I owe you.
Help me get her on the bed.
Take those two to Mr. Garvey,
tell him I want to see him at once.
Put them in the wagon and get our horses.
We'll dump him in the Judge's lap.
- Hadn't we better tie him, too?
- Get some rope.
Get rid of those guns.
- What's the matter, Arly?
- Get rid of them!
Now get down off that wagon.
Look, Arly...
Better get out of here as fast as you can.
They're headed this way.
Where'd you get this?
That belongs to the man
that took that a shot at me on Tabletop.
Dave found it.
Cut him loose.
Put that gun away.
We got to stop him.
He's got to get away. Get the team!
Rocklin, you got to get out of here!
Do something. If you can!
Doggone it, Rock! I'm on your side!
Then, come on. Let's get the Cardell girl.
You haven't time. They're coming.
Don't you believe me?
- Go get him.
- He's as stubborn as an old mule.
You're putting a rope around your neck!
Mine, too, maybe.
Get him out of sight and follow me.
- What will we do with the old lady?
- Do whatever you like.
I'd like to poison her.
Come on.
Howdy, ma'am. Sorry to bother you...
Mr. Garvey, I'm so glad you're here.
The most awful...
- What are all those men doing here?
- We're looking for Rocklin.
- Has he been here?
- Yes, here and gone.
- What?
- Gone?
Yes. The two men you sent took him
and that old man back to town.
- The Clews?
- Funny, we didn't see them.
- Something must have gone wrong.
- For once, I agree.
Let's fan out and see what's going on.
Don't leave, Mr. Garvey. I want
to talk to you privately. It's important.
We'd better go ahead
and meet you in town.
Possibly that would be better.
I'll see you in town later, Sheriff.
- We'll leave your horse here for you.
- Thank you.
Tie Garvey's horse up.
You're positive he knows everything?
Absolutely everything!
He was standing right at the window.
If you were to ask me...
I'm not asking you, and stop bothering me
with your silly little questions.
We've got to do something else
besides talk.
You have to do something.
This was all your idea, remember?
My idea? That's all you know about it.
If there's anybody else in on it,
Judge, speak up.
Well, I do declare!
Talk.
- Why, I...
- Not you!
You ever see this before?
Drop that gun!
No, Judge.
He was just getting ready
to finish you off through that window.
You seem to like to do business
through windows, Harolday.
You didn't shoot Clint, by any chance?
By one bad chance. Tala saw him do it,
and that pouch is his.
Tala made it for him a long time ago
when he made his own, didn't you?
Why did you kill Red Cardell?
Harolday wanted the KC
the same as he wanted the Topaz...
and the Hardman place
for his land scheme.
He planned on breaking up the ranches...
into smaller holdings
and selling them to dirt farmers.
He pretended to be on the outs with me...
so that I could gain
the confidence of Cardell.
Then, of course, when Red caught me...
with that deck of marked cards
and threatened to expose me...
Harolday shot him.
Why did he kill Clint?
It was an accident.
That shot was meant for you.
You see, we knew who you were.
We even tried to locate you...
not to inform you of your legacy,
but to eliminate you.
Naturally, when you arrived here in town...
and without any knowledge
of your relationship to Cardell...
it seemed you were playing
right into our hands.
Harolday intended to kill you at Tabletop.
Once you were out of the way,
it was our intention...
to have me handle
the business affairs of the women.
And do us out of everything!
It would have been much simpler.
Everything would have been...
You vile, wicked, despicable...
When he wakes up,
we'll have to get everything put on paper.
And you'll have to do the putting,
because I can't write.
I think Auntie's out of her mind.
She's in her room laughing.
What that old pelican needs
is a good spanking.
I bet you're just the one that can do it.
Yeah, I believe I am.
I know I am.
I guess there's no hurry
for you to get to Garden City now.
No, I...
I don't suppose there's any rush.
If I were like her, I'd stay in the west.
Does that mean you're going back east,
Cousin Clara?
It's where I belong. I know that now.
I reckon it's good to know
where you belong.
Wish I knew.
I can tell you.
Hey, Rock!
Rock, where are you?
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