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"I can't stand it!"
"Yes, you can.
In Emigrants' Gap the sturdy cross-country wagons were drawn up in echelon, as they had been so often before and would be so many times again. The gate was not ready; drivers gathered at the booth under Liberty's skirts, drinking coffee and joking through the nervous wait. Their professional captain was with them, a lean, homely young man with deep lines in his face, from sun and laughing and perhaps some from worry. But he did not seem to be worrying now; he was gri
A siren sounded and a speaker above the Salvation Army booth uttered: "Captain Walker, ready with gate four."
Rod waved at the control booth and shouted, "Call off!" then turned back to Jim and Jacqueline. "Tell Carol I'm sorry she couldn't get leave. I'll be seeing you."
"Might be sooner than you think," asserted Jim. "My firm is going to bid this contract."
"Your firm? Where do you get that noise? Have they made him a partner, Jackie?"
"No," she answered serenely, "but I'm sure they will as soon as he is admitted to the Outlands bar. Kiss Uncle Rod good-by, Grant."
"No," the youngster answered firmly.
"Just like his father," Jimmy said proudly. "Kisses women only."
The count was ru
"Reins up! Reeeiins UP!" He waited with arm raised and glanced through the fully-dilated gate past rolling prairie at snow-touched peaks beyond. His nostrils widened.
The control light turned green. He brought his arm down hard and shouted, "Roll 'em! Ho!" as he squeezed and released the little horse with his knees. The pinto sprang forward, cut in front of the lead wagon, and Captain Walker headed out on his long road.