Borden Chantry (1977) by L'amour Louis - Talon-Chantry

Author:L'amour, Louis - Talon-Chantry [L'amour, Louis - Talon-Chantry]
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Published: 2010-12-12T06:26:23.218000+00:00

"Sackett went to see Mary Ann?"

"Well, he went to her house, and they let him in. He wasn't there long ... not at first. But I figure he knew them. Knew Mary Ann or somebody there because I got a look through a window and he was a-settin' there drinkin' coffee with them."

So the next thing was to see Mary Ann Haley. He got up. "You get some sleep, Baca. If you recall anything else, anything at all, I'd be glad to know."

He hesitated. "You know, Baca, I'm just a sort of a help-out peace officer. I'm not cut out for this job, but although you may not think so, there's got to be law in this country. This man Sackett wasn't killed in any shooting, he was murdered. He was shot from ambush or maybe by somebody he was sitting down with. Anyway, he was shot in the back at close range.

"I've got to get that man, Baca, and I will."

"You don't think it was me?"

"No, I don't. Not unless you got me fooled, but I think you may know more than you think.

You've got time to set and think. Well, you go over it. You go over everything that happened, everything you saw or thought you saw, then tell me."

Daylight was just breaking when Chantry got back to the house. He stirred up the fire in the kitchen range and put on water for coffee. He was asleep with his head on his arms on the kitchen table when Bess came in. When she had the coffee made, she shook him awake.

"What happened, Borden? What got you up?"

"I thought I heard somebody in the night. I went out and looked around. Then Billy woke up and remembered something and I went out to the office."

"In the middle of the night?"

"Well, it was important. Bess, Billy remembered the brand on that sorrel horse. I checked it out and the brand belongs to some of the Sackett family."

"I've heard of them. Killers, aren't they?"

"No, Bess, they are not. You'd ride many a mile to find better citizens or men than them Sacketts. They are mountain people from Tennessee, but good folks. They've done some shooting here and there, but this is a hard country, Bess, and it needs hard men to settle it."

"That's why I want to move, Borden. I want to go back east. I want to go to Vermont."

"What would I do there, Bess? I don't know anything but cattle."

"You could farm. You could get some kind of a job."

"Bess," he said patiently, "we've been over this time and again. There's fifty men in this town that used to farm back east and couldn't make it.

Now they are here, some of them doing well. I'd never fit in back there, Bess."

"I'm afraid, Borden. I'm afraid you'll be killed. You've been shot at ... several times. Oh, I know! You didn't tell me about it, but Priss did. Everybody in town is talking about it, and she likes you, you know.

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