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"
Sure
.
His
men
used
to
spend
half
their
time
hunting
for
things
.
Tell
him
to
watch
his
water
tanks
.
They
’
ll
freeze
on
him
one
of
these
nights
.
See
if
you
can
get
him
a
new
ditcher
.
I
don
’
t
like
the
looks
of
the
one
he
’
s
got
.
Check
on
his
wiring
system
.
"
She
looked
at
him
for
a
moment
.
"
Thanks
,
Ellis
,
"
she
said
.
He
smiled
and
walked
on
.
She
watched
him
as
he
walked
across
the
bridge
,
as
he
started
up
the
long
rise
toward
his
derricks
.
"
He
thinks
he
owns
the
place
,
doesn
’
t
he
?
"
She
turned
,
startled
.
Ben
Nealy
had
approached
her
;
his
thumb
was
pointing
at
Ellis
Wyatt
.
"
What
place
?
"
"
The
railroad
,
Miss
Taggart
.
Your
railroad
.
Or
the
whole
world
maybe
.
That
’
s
what
he
thinks
.
"
Ben
Nealy
was
a
bulky
man
with
a
soft
,
sullen
face
.
His
eyes
were
stubborn
and
blank
.
In
die
bluish
light
of
the
snow
,
his
skin
had
the
tinge
of
butter
.
