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ry close for hours. She did not light the kerosene lamp that stood on a big center table in the room. For there was light enough for her to see objects around her; and she went at last to an arm-chair which had been her father's favorite, knelt beside it, and sobbed convulsively. Later, yielding to a dull apathy which had stolen over her, she made her way upstairs, to her room--which was directly over the front entrance to the _patio_--and sank into a chair beside one of the windows. She had locked her door after entering; and for the first time since arriving at the Rancho Seco she felt comparatively safe. Her thoughts were incoherent--a queer jumble of mental impulses which seemed to lead her always back to the harrowing realization that she had lost her father. That was the gigantic axis around which her whole mental structure revolved. It was staggering, stupefying, and her brain reeled under it. Other thoughts came, flickered like feeble lights, and went out--thoughts of what had happened to her at Lamo; a dull wonder over Meeder Lawson's presence in town when he should have been with the men on the range; speculation as to the whereabouts of the men--why none of them had remained at the ranchhouse; and a sort of dumb, vague wonder over what her future would be. She thought, too, of John Haydon of the Star ranch--the big, smiling, serene-eyed man who seemed to bring a breath of romance with him each time he visited the Rancho Seco. Haydon would help her, she knew, and she would go to him in the morning. Her father had trusted Haydon, and she would trust him. Haydon was the one man in the section who seemed to have no fear of Deveny and his men--many times he had told her that most of the stories told of Deveny's crimes were untrue--that he had not committed all those that were attributed to him. Not that Haydon condoned those offenses upon which Deveny stood convicted by circumstantial evidence. Nor had Haydon ever sought to defend Deveny. On the other hand, Haydon's condemnation of the outlaw and his men had been vigorous--almost too vigorous for Haydon's safety, she had heard her father say. It was when her thoughts dwelt upon Harlan that she was most puzzled--and impressed. For though she was acquainted with the man's reputation--knowing him to be an outlaw of the reckless, dare-devil type--she felt the force of him, the compelling originality of him--as he differed from the outlaw of popular
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