He had missed no fleeting
glance, no guarded tone, and he was thinking and weighing and
measuring every impression as it came to him. Of some things he
felt sure; of others he was half convinced; and there was more
which he only suspected. And all the while he stood there
quietly beside Evadna, his attitude almost that of boredom.
"I think, since you have been properly notified to leave," said
Baumberger, with the indefinable air of a lawyer who gathers up
his papers relating to one case, thrusts them into his pocket,
and turns his attention to the needs of his next client, "we'll
just have it out with these other fellows, though I look upon
Stanley," he added half humorously, "as a test case. If he goes,
they'll all go."
"Better say he's a TOUGH case," blurted Wally, and turned on his
heel. "What the devil are they standing around on one foot for,
making medicine?" he demanded angrily of Good Indian, who
unceremoniously left Evadna and came up with him. "I'D run him
off the ranch first, and do my talking about it afterward.
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