Judith of Blue Lake Ranch | Page 5

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they tell me is that you are going in the hole as fast as you can. You are
spending thousands of dollars needlessly. What business have you got
selling off my young steers at a sacrifice? What in the name of folly did
you build those three miles of fence for?"
"Go get those horses, Lee," said Trevors, ignoring her.
Again she spoke to Lee, saying crisply: "What horses is he talking
about?"
With his deep gravity at its deepest, Bud Lee answered: "All L-S stock.
The eleven Red Duke three-year-olds; the two Robert the Devil colts;
Brown Babe's filly, Comet----"
"All mine, every running hoof of 'em," she said, cutting in. "What does
Trevors want you to do with them? Give them away for ten dollars a
head or cut their throats?"
"Look here--" cried Trevors angrily, on his feet now.
"You shut up!" commanded the girl sharply. "Lee, you answer me."

"He's selling them fifty dollars a head," he said with a secret joy in his
heart as he glanced at Trevors's flushed face.
"Fifty dollars!" Judith gasped. "Fifty dollars for a Red Duke colt like
Comet!"
She stared at Lee as though she could not believe it. He merely stared
back at her, wondering just how much she knew about horse-flesh.
Then, suddenly, she whirled again upon Trevors.
"I came out to see if you were a crook or just a fool," she told him, her
words like a slap in his face. "No man could be so big a fool as that!
You--you crook!"
The muscles under Bayne Trevors's jaws corded. "You've said about
enough," he shot back at her. "And even if you do own a third of this
outfit, I'll have you understand that I am the manager here and that I do
what I like."
From her bosom she snatched a big envelope, tossing it to the table.
"Look at that," she ordered him. "You big thief! I've mortgaged my
holding for fifty thousand dollars and I've bought in Timothy Gray's
share. I swing two votes out of three now, Bayne Trevors. And the first
thing I do is run you out, you great big grafting fathead! You would
chuck Luke Sanford's outfit to the dogs, would you? Get off the ranch.
You're fired!"
"You can't do a thing like this!" snapped Trevors, after one swift glance
at the papers he had whisked out of their covering.
"I can't, can't I?" she jeered at him. "Don't you fool yourself for one
little minute! Pack your little trunk and hammer the trail."
"I'll do nothing of the kind. Why, I don't know even who you are! You
say that you are Judith Sanford." He shrugged his massive shoulders.
"How do I know what game you are up to? Wayward maidens," and in
his rage he sneered at her evilly, "have been known before to lie like

other people!"
"You can't bluff me for two seconds, Bayne Trevors," she blazed at him.
"You know who I am, all right. Send for Sunny Harper," she ended
sharply.
"Discharged three months ago," Trevors told her with a show of teeth.
"Johnny Hodge, then," she commanded. "Or Tod Bruce or Bing Kelley.
They all know me."
"Fired long ago, all of them," laughed Trevors, "to make room for
competent men."
"To make room for more crooks!" she cried, her own brown hands
balled into fists scarcely less hard than Trevors's had been. Then for the
third time she turned upon Lee. "You are one of his new thieves, I
suppose?"
"Thank you, ma'am," said Bud Lee gravely.
"Well, answer me. Are you?"
"No, ma'am," he told her, with no hint of a twinkle in his calm eyes.
"Leastwise, not his exactly. You see, I do all my killing and highway
robbing on my own hook. It's just a way I have."
"Well," Judith sniffed, "I don't know. It will be a jolt to me if there's a
square man left on the ranch! Go down to the bunk-house and tell the
cook I'm here and I'm hungry as a wild-cat. Tell him and any of the
boys that are down there that I've come to stay and that Trevors is fired.
They take orders from me and no one else. And hurry, if you know how.
Goodness knows, you look as though it would take you half an hour to
turn around!"
"Thank you, ma'am," said Bud Lee. "But you see I had just told Trevors
here he could count me out. I'm not working for the Blue Lake any
more. As I go down to the corral, shall I send up one of the boys to take

your orders?"
There was a little smile under the last words, just as there was a little
smile in Bud Lee's heart