The Hanging Tree Page #2
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burning a house down?
He hit that fella. He did nothing
Unsaddle my horse and
stake him out.
All he said was something
Are you gonna kill
a man for that?
Rune...
We're starting a new regime.
We rise at 4:
30...Then we come here and take care of patients.
Any questions?
or my way of life?
- No.
- Good. Go unsaddle the horse.
That Frenchy wasn't far wrong.
If you aren't the devil,
he's sure sitting on your shoulder.
- 15,000. Take or leave.
- Okay.
Hey, Doc!
Hey, Doc!
There's a fellow in town.
He needs you bad. Stagecoach driver.
- He staggered in half dead - took 3 days to get here.
- What happened to the passengers?
- The coach got held up and all the passengers killed!
- All except for a lady.
- She got lost.
- And the driver says she was a real looker.
Mr. Flaunce, you know the canyons around here.
Would you lead a posse to find that lady?
- Yes, all right.
- You take the posse back down that road.
Coming, Doc?
I'd better stay. There's the stage driver
and I have patients waiting for me.
Want to ride with us, kid?
I got no horse.
Take mine.
How come?
What if I just kept on going?
that bullet hole would tell its story.
Which posse are you riding with?
- I'm gonna look for that Lost Lady.
- That figures.
Watch yourself. I don't want my
bondservant crippled.
Don't worry, I'll take good care of
your property and your horse too.
There!
She isn't here.
There's something.
Letter's to her.
Name's Elizabeth Mahler, from
Switzerland. This is to her father.
Well, he sure can't read it
in his grave.
Well, the lord only knows which way she headed.
Let's all fan out...
And meet us up
at Stump Meadow.
She'll need good clothes to
survive these cold nights.
Well, if you find her dead,
fire two shots. If alive, three.
- Any luck?
- No.
- How many are still out?
- About a dozen.
Well, all right.
We'd better bed down for the night.
Stinking country. You get fried days
and froze nights.
At least we got
blankets and a fire.
But she?
We're gonna find her dead.
- You know you're bleeding, son?
- Sure, a thorn bush tear.
- Not too long.
Have some jerky.
Thank you.
Ever since the Bannock strike.
We do a little business together
off and on.
The Doc could have had it pretty
easy half a dozen times
But he can't seem to get away
from that little black bag of his.
- Maybe he carries his soul in it.
- That's good...what soul he's got.
Once I asked the Doc
about that name of his: Frail.
All he said was...
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