"As soon as you have your affairs in shape I want you to marry
Betty--if she will have you. I think she will, for she is in love with
your picture.
"By this time you will know that I didn't leave Betty alone to cope
with the Taggarts. If Dave Toban has kept his word--and I know he
has--he has visited the Lazy Y pretty often. I didn't want you to know
that he was back of Betty, and so I have told him to visit her
secretly. He will give you what money is left in the bank at Las
Vegas--we thought it would be safer over there.
"I want to thank you again. God bless you.
"Your father,
"JAMES MARSTON."
Calumet slowly folded the letter and placed it into a pocket. He
looked at Toban, a glint of reproach in his eyes.
"So, it was you that I kept hearin' in the office--nights," he said.
"I reckon," said Toban. He looked at Betty and grinned.
Calumet also looked at her. His face was sober.
"I reckon I've been some fool," he said. "But I was more than a fool
when I thought--"
"I didn't blame you much for that," smiled Betty. "You see, both times
you heard us talking it happened that Taggart was somewhere in the
vicinity, and--"
"Well," interrupted Toban with a grin; "I reckon you two will be able
to get along without any outside interference, now."
They both watched in silence as he went to the door and stepped
outside.
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