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But
the
barometer
suggested
the
present
condition
of
the
weather
and
the
likelihood
of
rain
.
In
such
case
,
much
was
to
be
done
in
the
way
of
getting
the
seed
ready
and
overhauling
his
ploughs
and
drills
.
He
had
not
been
away
from
the
house
in
two
days
.
It
was
time
to
be
up
and
doing
.
He
determined
to
put
in
the
afternoon
“
taking
a
look
around
,
”
and
have
a
late
supper
.
He
would
not
go
to
Los
Muertos
;
he
would
ignore
Magnus
Derrick
’
s
invitation
.
Possibly
,
though
,
it
might
be
well
to
run
over
and
see
what
was
up
.
“
If
I
do
,
”
he
said
to
himself
,
“
I
’
ll
ride
the
buckskin
.
”
The
buckskin
was
a
half
-
broken
broncho
that
fought
like
a
fiend
under
the
saddle
until
the
quirt
and
spur
brought
her
to
her
senses
.
But
Annixter
remembered
that
the
Trees
’
cottage
,
next
the
dairy
-
house
,
looked
out
upon
the
stables
,
and
perhaps
Hilma
would
see
him
while
he
was
mounting
the
horse
and
be
impressed
with
his
courage
.
“
Huh
!
”
grunted
Annixter
under
his
breath
,
“
I
should
like
to
see
that
fool
Delaney
try
to
bust
that
bronch
.
That
’
s
what
I
’
D
like
to
see
.
”
However
,
as
Annixter
stepped
from
the
porch
of
the
ranch
house
,
he
was
surprised
to
notice
a
grey
haze
over
all
the
sky
;
the
sunlight
was
gone
;
there
was
a
sense
of
coolness
in
the
air
;
the
weather
-
vane
on
the
barn
—
a
fine
golden
trotting
horse
with
flamboyant
mane
and
tail
—
was
veering
in
a
southwest
wind
.
Evidently
the
expected
rain
was
close
at
hand
.
Annixter
crossed
over
to
the
stables
reflecting
that
he
could
ride
the
buckskin
to
the
Trees
’
cottage
and
tell
Hilma
that
he
would
not
be
home
to
supper
.
The
conference
at
Los
Muertos
would
be
an
admirable
excuse
for
this
,
and
upon
the
spot
he
resolved
to
go
over
to
the
Derrick
ranch
house
,
after
all
.
As
he
passed
the
Trees
’
cottage
,
he
observed
with
satisfaction
that
Hilma
was
going
to
and
fro
in
the
front
room
.
If
he
busted
the
buckskin
in
the
yard
before
the
stable
she
could
not
help
but
see
.
Annixter
found
the
stableman
in
the
back
of
the
barn
greasing
the
axles
of
the
buggy
,
and
ordered
him
to
put
the
saddle
on
the
buckskin
.
“
Why
,
I
don
’
t
think
she
’
s
here
,
sir
,
”
answered
the
stableman
,
glancing
into
the
stalls
.
“
No
,
I
remember
now
.
Delaney
took
her
out
just
after
dinner
.
His
other
horse
went
lame
and
he
wanted
to
go
down
by
the
Long
Trestle
to
mend
the
fence
.
He
started
out
,
but
had
to
come
back
.
”
“
Oh
,
Delaney
got
her
,
did
he
?
”
“
Yes
,
sir
.
He
had
a
circus
with
her
,
but
he
busted
her
right
enough
.
When
it
comes
to
horse
,
Delaney
can
wipe
the
eye
of
any
cow
-
puncher
in
the
county
,
I
guess
.
”
