Blood on the Moon Page #4

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- You fighting for your own graze too?

- No ma'am.

And you?

I thought you were all old timers, fighting for land

you settled on, Kris?

At least that's in the open now.

Paid gunmen against working riders.

You did read that note, didn't you?

No.

You're a poor liar.

Yes.

Well. Lufton's across the Massacre.

John Lufton's no fool, mister.

Garry did not read that note.

- Then where did you get the tip?

- None of your business, Milo.

I got a wrong tip and I won't get another.

Well if you don't like it, Milo.

Just ride it on out.

Lufton's across the river with that herd.

Yeah, sure. But steers have got legs.

They can be driven back.

The thing to do is find 'em

before Lufton can get 'em scattered.

After that we can move.

Didn't you notice how them four always stick together?

Why not?. Reardan and Shotten work for Riling.

Garry's a friend just came in to help.

I can buy me that kind of a friend

for $75 a month and no questions asked.

You know, Lufton's smart.

Yeah he's smart enough to spot me.

He had spotted Shotten and Reardan

before I even knew they were there.

They are a couple of beauties.

Who are they?

Doesn't matter who they are, Jim.

The thing that matters is, they don't scare easy.

Well, it's pretty crude.

Not so crude.

I've made everybody swallow it but Lufton,

and I'll make him swallow it too.

Shotten, Reardan and me.

Hired gunmen.

Shotten and Reardan will get paid in gold eagles.

You get paid in thousands.

Yeah. Only difference between us is the price.

All right boys, cut for town.

I'll be in touch with you.

Tate, I didn't know it was a trick of Dad.

I swear I didn't. Until I heard Amy say it.

Of course you didn't, darling.

Forget it.

It's done and now we've got to fix it.

But I'm glad in a way.

I couldn't bear it this morning when I though

you and Dad were fighting.

It isn't for you, Carol.

But I have to do what I'm doing.

You see that, don't you?

- Yes, Tate.

- You see, I'm a poor man, darling.

Money has to come hard to me.

Nothing for me to do but join up with men

just like myself and fight for what little I've got.

I tried to make Dad see both sides.

But he's just as sure he's right as you homesteaders are.

We've got to fight.

But he's across now.

What are you gonna do?

I'm not gonna ask you to risk your dad's life, darling.

But I am going to ask you to help.

Find out where he's holding the herd that he crossed.

and get word back to me as soon as you can.

You won't let any harm come to Dad, won't you?

You know you can trust me, darling.

Still a lot easier when we go through the gap.

- We ought to make it by noon.

- Yes.

I scatter 'em in the scrub pinion

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