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took off his hat, and bowed until it touched the floor before his wife. "Webb," said Santa rebukingly, "you're acting mighty foolish to-day." "Court fool, your Majesty," said Webb, in his slow tones, which had changed their quality. "What else can you expect? Let me tell you. I was a man before I married a cattle-queen. What am I now? The laughing-stock of the camps. I'll be a man again." Santa looked at him closely. "Don't be unreasonable, Webb," she said calmly. "You haven't been slighted in any way. Do I ever interfere in your management of the cattle? I know the business side of the ranch much better than you do. I learned it from Dad. Be sensible." "Kingdoms and queendoms," said Webb, "don't suit me unless I am in the pictures, too. I punch the cattle and you wear the crown. All right. I'd rather be High Lord Chancellor of a cow-camp than the eight-spot in a queen-high flush. It's your ranch; and Barber gets the beeves." Webb's horse was tied to the rack. He walked into the house and brought out his roll of blankets that he never took with him except on long rides, and his "slicker," and his longest stake-rope of plaited raw-hide. These he began to tie deliberately upon his saddle. Santa, a little pale, followed him. Webb swung up into the saddle. His serious, smooth face was without expression except for a stubborn light that smouldered in his eyes. "There's a herd of cows and calves," said he, "near the Hondo water-hole on the Frio [1] that ought to be moved away from timber. Lobos [2] have killed three of the calves. I forgot to leave orders. You'd better tell Simms to attend to it." [FOOTNOTE 1: Frio--The Rio Frio arises in mountainous country about 75 miles west of San Antonio and flows southeast to the Gulf of Mexico. Its upper stretches are spring-fed and often crystal-clear.] [FOOTNOTE 2: lobos--(Spanish) wolves] Santa laid a hand on the horse's bridle, and looked her husband in the eye. "Are you going to leave me, Webb?" she asked quietly. "I am going to be a man again," he answered. "I wish you success in a praiseworthy attempt," she said, with a sudden coldness. She turned and walked directly into the house. Webb Yeager rode to the southeast as straight as the topography of West Texas permitted. And when he reached the horizon he might have ridden on into blue space as far as knowledge of him on the Nopalito
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