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94 WILLIAM HOPSON “Youre still a woman in a man’s game,” he reminded her. “Then what am I supposed to do?” She knew he had been working up to something, and she was the kind of a woman who liked to get to the point. He put down the empty glass and looked across the bar at her. “Come in with me, Lil,” he said softly. “You and I, with Gard- ner running things for us. As you say, this thing will soon blow over. It's been a terrible thing for you, that I fully realize. But time will take care of that, and I can help time to make you for- get. We could even leave Gardner in charge of both places and go away for a while. Take a long trip.” “But not as Mr. and Mrs. Harlan Pearson,” she mused. “No, thank you.” “IT suppose,” he cut back at her icily, “that if Tex Burnett had made the offer you'd have been quick enough to accept?” “He doesn’t have to make it,” she came back at him in an even voice. “I'm his any time he wants me. I’ve learned during the past twenty-four hours that education and culture don’t make a gen- tleman. You've proven that. I’ve found out that a beard covering a man’s face and dirty clothes on his body don’t make an igno- rant, uncouth man. Some of these miners we fleeced, and Tex Burnett in particular, are examples of that. So you'd better go now, Harlan. Back to your committee. Get it over with as quickly as possible, because those prisoners, no matter how guilty, are going through the agony of waiting for what can be only one verdict. Go now! Get out of here, you cheap, vindictive, rotten devil!” Ch apter wenty UTSIDE, Tex and Gardner had been talking. Tex had said, “So you didn't go out on the stage? Decided to ignore the ultimatum?” | : comicbooks.com