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"Yes, but look who you are!" observed Rimrock sarcastically and balanced the old gun in his hand.
"Well, there we are," she remarked at last. "Right back where we started from."
"Where's that?" he enquired.
"Back to our first quarrel," she sighed. "A woman never forgets it.
It's different, I suppose, with a man."
"Yes, I reckon it is," he agreed despondently. "We try to forget our troubles."
"Does it help any to get drunk?" she asked impersonally and he saw where the conversation had swung. It had veered back again to his merits as a married man and the answer had come from his own lips. He knew too well that look in her eye, that polite and polished calm.
Mary Fortune was not strong for scenes. She just made up her mind and then all the devils in h.e.l.l could not sway her from her purpose. And she had rejected him as a gun-fighter and a drunkard.
"Here! Now!" he exclaimed, rising to his feet in alarm. "Now here, don't get me wrong! Say, I'd give my heart's blood, just for one more kiss--do you think I'll hold out on this gun? Here, take it, girl, and if I ever drink a drop I want you to shoot me dead!"
He handed over the gun and she took it solemnly, but with a twinkle far back in her eyes.
"I couldn't do that," she said, "because I love you too much, Rimrock."
"And another thing," he went on, smiling grimly as she kissed him.
"What's that?" she asked.
"Well, I'll give you 'most anything, if you'll only ask for it; but remember, I do it myself."
THE END
