Then he continued: "Owen is in jail, too, by this time.
Silverthorn and Maison are not taking any chances on letting him go
around loose."
"Sanderson in jail!" gasped Mary. She seemed to droop; she staggered
to a chair and sank into it, still looking at Dale, despair in her eyes.
Dale got up and walked to a point directly in front of her, looking
down at her, triumphantly.
"That's what," he said. "In jail. Moreover, that's where they'll stay
until this thing is settled. We mean to have the Double A. The sooner
you realize that, the easier it will be for you.
"I'm offering you a way out of it--an easy way. That guy, Sanderson,
ain't on the level. He's been working you, making a monkey of
you--fooling you. He wants the Double A for himself. He's been
hanging around here, passing himself off as your brother, aiming to get
on the good side of you--getting you to love him good and hard. Then
mebbe he'd tell you, thinking that you'd forgive him. But mebbe that
wasn't his game at all. Mebbe he'd figured to grab the ranch and turn
you out.
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