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And Whip had just thought of a way to be certain of keeping that promise.
By the time Whip reached the claim, he was somewhat calmer. Even so, Reno gave his brother a wary look when he saw Whip waiting for him just beyond the entrance to the mine. The look in Whip’s eyes would have done credit to a trapped wolf.
«Lose something?» Reno asked mildly.
«No. I found it.»
Reno’s green eyes asked a silent question.
«Gold,» Whip said succinctly.
«Where?»
«In your corral.»
«If I wait long enough, I suppose I’ll hear something that makes sense,» Reno said.
«How much chance do you think there is of finding gold on Silent John’s claims?»
«Real gold? The kind that buys bacon and beans and freedom for dumb yondering men?»
«Yes,» Whip said savagely.
«About a snowball’s chance in hell.»
«That much?» Whip retorted. «I would have put the odds a lot lower, myself.»
Reno smiled despite his irritation with his thickheaded brother.
«I was trying to let you down easy,» Reno said.
«Truth is, horseshit has more gold in it than this mine.»
Whip gave a crack of laughter that was almost painful.
«Yeah, that’s what I thought,» Whip said. «Yet Sha
«Then Silent John must have had God’s own claim. But it isn’t on Avalanche Creek,» Reno added with certainty.
«Sha
«She will when I tell her.»
«Don’t.» Whip’s voice was curt, final.
Reno waited.
«Do you still have nuggets and dust stashed around from your old claims?» Whip asked.
Reno nodded.
«Dig up one of those ingots of Spanish gold Eve gave me,» Whip said. «Swap it for nuggets and dust.»
«Hold it. I don’t have that much loose stuff.»
«Make up the difference with my gold. Shave it or melt it and pour it into the dust or put dynamite under it and blow it to hell and back. Just get that damned gold up here in pieces.»
Reno’s black eyebrows rose.
«Bring Eve,» Whip continued relentlessly. «Salt that damned useless mine. Put on a show with the Spanish needles. Do whatever you have to, but make sure Sha
«If I do what you say, I’ll end up with at least three kinds of loose gold — placer, dust, and shot-gu
«So?»
«So it wouldn’t fool a miner who knows Echo Basin gold mines,» Reno said impatiently.
«That’s not a problem. Sha
Reno took off his hat and slapped it against his thigh. Rock dust rose.
Warily, Whip waited.
Reno whacked the hat a few more times and put it back on his head with a smooth, quick motion.
«All right,» Reno said. «I’ll be back in six days with Eve and enough gold so that Sha
Whip’s eyelids flinched in silent pain, but he said nothing. With hungry eyes he watched the arc of the sun across the sky.
«Make it four days,» Whip said flatly.
«Judas Priest. If you’re that restless, just leave. I’ll take care of things here.»
Slowly Whip shook his head. «It’s not that. It’s just that the longer I stay with her …»
Whip turned and walked away without saying any more. He didn’t know how to explain that each day spent with Sha
And each day made it more certain that the pain of parting would be deeper.
I never meant to hurt you, honey girl.
Yet Whip would, and he knew it.
20
Torn between hope the gold hunt would succeed and certainty that success meant the end of her time with Whip, Sha
As Reno and Eve turned, Sha
There was no pressure from either Reno or Eve that forced the needles into contact. Nor was there any attempt to keep the needles touching. In truth, there was no visible reason for the dowsing needles to remain interlocked while Reno and Eve walked over the rugged land.
Yet the needles did.
«It’s…incredible,» Sha
Her voice was a whisper, though there was no chance of being overheard.
«The needles?» Whip asked.
«The way Reno and Eve move together. As though the Spanish needles were co
«Reno once told me that if moonlight were water flowing, the feel of its currents would be like the needles when he and Eve use them. Ghostly, but very real.»
«Like the feeling that comes when I remember how we…» Sha
The quicksilver gleam of Whip’s eyes told her that he knew what she was thinking.
«Just like that, honey girl. Interlocking, moving, rocking. Only with us, it’s more like currents from the sun than the moon.»
Sha
The back of Whip’s fingers brushed lightly down Sha
«Time to go,» Whip said, his voice unusually deep. «Crowbait is packed and ready for the trail.»
Sha
«But I thought you wouldn’t leave until they found gold,» she protested shakily.
Whip gathered Sha
«Sha
For an instant Sha
«Of course,» she said, looking away from Whip’s too-knowing eyes. «Silly of me. I don’t know what I was thinking of.»
Whip’s eyelids flinched. He knew exactly what Sha
I don’t want to hurt her.
I can’t stay.
God, why did I ever come to Echo Basin in the first place? Before now I never guessed how much a man could hurt and never show a wound.
Nor how much a woman could cry and never make a sound. Looking at Sha
But all Whip said aloud was, «You’ve learned a lot about tracking and stalking in the last few days. By the time deer and elk start coming down out of the high country, you’ll be a good hunter.»
Not that she needed to be. Whip had shot enough game for Sha
«Hunting. Of course,» Sha
«Sha
He swallowed hard, trying to banish the emotion that kept ambushing him without warning.
«Reno and Eve like you a lot,» Whip said finally. «They would be happy to have you visit them.»
«Of course,» Sha
And for the third time, the words meant nothing.