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Delaney
,
shot
through
the
stomach
,
slid
down
from
his
horse
,
and
,
on
his
hands
and
knees
,
crawled
from
the
road
into
the
standing
wheat
.
Christian
fell
backward
from
the
saddle
toward
the
buggy
,
and
hung
suspended
in
that
position
,
his
head
and
shoulders
on
the
wheel
,
one
stiff
leg
still
across
his
saddle
.
Hooven
,
in
attempting
to
rise
from
his
kneeling
position
,
received
a
rifle
ball
squarely
in
the
throat
,
and
rolled
forward
upon
his
face
.
Old
Broderson
,
crying
out
,
“
Oh
,
they
’
ve
shot
me
,
boys
,
”
staggered
sideways
,
his
head
bent
,
his
hands
rigid
at
his
sides
,
and
fell
into
the
ditch
.
Osterman
,
blood
running
from
his
mouth
and
nose
,
turned
about
and
walked
back
.
Presley
helped
him
across
the
irrigating
ditch
and
Osterman
laid
himself
down
,
his
head
on
his
folded
arms
.
Harran
Derrick
dropped
where
he
stood
,
turning
over
on
his
face
,
and
lay
motionless
,
groaning
terribly
,
a
pool
of
blood
forming
under
his
stomach
.
The
old
man
Dabney
,
silent
as
ever
,
received
his
death
,
speechless
.
He
fell
to
his
knees
,
got
up
again
,
fell
once
more
,
and
died
without
a
word
.
Annixter
,
instantly
killed
,
fell
his
length
to
the
ground
,
and
lay
without
movement
,
just
as
he
had
fallen
,
one
arm
across
his
face
.
On
their
way
to
Derrick
’
s
ranch
house
,
Hilma
and
Mrs
.
Derrick
heard
the
sounds
of
distant
firing
.
“
Stop
!
”
cried
Hilma
,
laying
her
hand
upon
young
Vacca
’
s
arm
.
“
Stop
the
horses
.
Listen
,
what
was
that
?
”
The
carry
-
all
came
to
a
halt
and
from
far
away
across
the
rustling
wheat
came
the
faint
rattle
of
rifles
and
revolvers
.
“
Say
,
”
cried
Vacca
,
rolling
his
eyes
,
“
oh
,
say
,
they
’
re
fighting
over
there
.
”
Mrs
.
Derrick
put
her
hands
over
her
face
.
“
Fighting
,
”
she
cried
,
“
oh
,
oh
,
it
’
s
terrible
.
Magnus
is
there
—
and
Harran
.
”
“
Where
do
you
think
it
is
?
”
demanded
Hilma
.
“
That
’
s
over
toward
Hooven
’
s
.
”
“
I
’
m
going
.
Turn
back
.
Drive
to
Hooven
’
s
,
quick
.
”
“
Better
not
,
Mrs
.
Annixter
,
”
protested
the
young
man
.
“
Mr
.
Annixter
said
we
were
to
go
to
Derrick
’
s
.
Better
keep
away
from
Hooven
’
s
if
there
’
s
trouble
there
.
We
wouldn
’
t
get
there
till
it
’
s
all
over
,
anyhow
.
”
