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har that y'u'll leave these mount'ins ef I whoops ye； 'n' nuver come back ag'in as long as you live。 I'll leave； ef ye whoops me。 Now whut do ye say？ Will ye sw'ar？
〃I reckon I will； seem' as I've got to；〃 was the surly answer。 But Jasper's face was dark with suspicion； and Rome studied it keenly。 The Lewallens once had been men whose word was good； but he did not like Jasper's look。
〃I reckon I'll trust ye；〃 he said； at last； more through confidence in his own strength than faith in his enemy； foi Jasper whipped would be as much at his mercy as he was now。 So Rome threw off his coat； and began winding his homespun suspenders about his waist。 Watching him closely； Jasper did the same。
The firing below had ceased。 A flock of mountain vultures were sailing in great circles over the thick woods。 Two eagles swept straight from the rim of the sun above Wolf's Head； beating over a turbulent sea of mist for the cliffs； scarcely fifty yards above the ledge； where a pine…tree grew between two rocks。 At the instant of lighting； they wheeled away； each with a warning scream to the other。 A figure lying flat behind the pine had frightened them； and now a face peeped to one side； flushed with eagerness over the coming fight。 Both were ready now； and the Lewallen grew suddenly white as Rome turned again and reached down for the guns。
〃I reckon I'll put 'em a leetle furder out o' the way；〃 he said； kicking the knife over the cliff； and； standing on a stone； he thrust them into a crevice high above his head。
〃Now； Jas； we'll fight this gredge out； as our grandads have done afore us。〃
Lewallen and Stetson were man to man at last。 Suspicion was gone now； and a short； brutal laugh came from the cliff。
〃I'll fight ye！ Oh； by God； I'll fight ye！〃
The ring of the voice struck an answering gleam from Rome's gray eyes； and the two sprang for each other。 It was like the struggle of primeval men who had not yet learned even the use of clubs。 For an instant both stood close； like two wild beasts crouched for a spring； and circling about to get at each other's throats； with mouths set； eyes watching eyes； and hands twitching nervously。 Young Jasper leaped first； and the Stetson； wary of closing with him； shrank back。 There were a few quick； heavy blows； and the Lewallen was beaten away with blood at his lips。 Then each knew the advantage of the other。 The Stetson's reach was longer； the Lewallen was shorter and heavier； and again he closed in。 Again Rome sent out his long arm。 A turn of Jasper's head let the heavy fist pass over his shoulder。 The force of the blow drove Rome forward； the two clinched； and Jasper's arms tightened about the Stetson's waist。 With a quick gasp for breath Rome loosed his hold； and； bending his enemy's head back with one hand； rained blow after blow in his face with the other。 One terrible stroke on the jaw； and Jasper's arms were loosed； the two fell apart； the one stunned； the other breathless。 One dazed moment only； and for a third time the Lewallen came on。 Rome had been fighting a man； now he faced a demon。 Jasper's brows stood out like bristles； and the eyes under them were red and fierce like a mad bull's。 Again Rome's blows fell； but again the Lewallen reached him； and this time he got his face under the Stetson's chin； …'id the heavy fist fell upon the back of his head； and upon his neck； as upon wood and leather。 Again Rome had to gasp for breath； and again the two were fiercely locked…their corded arms as tense as serpents。 Around and around they whirled； straining； tripping； breaking the silence only with deep； quick breaths and the stamping of feet； Jasper firm on the rock； and Rome's agility saving him from being lifted in the air and tossed from the cliff。 There was no pause for rest。 It was a struggle to the end； and a quick one； and under stress of excitement the figure at the pine…tree had risen to his knees… jumping even to his feet in plain view； when the short； strong arms of the Lewallen began at last to draw Rome closer still； and to bend him backward。 The Stetson was giving way at last。 The Lewallen's vindictive face grew blacker； and his white teeth showed between his snarling lips as he fastened one leg behind his enemy's； and； with chin against his shoulder； bent him slowly； slowly back。 The two breathed in short； painful gasps； their swollen muscles trembled under the strain as with ague。 Back … back … the Stetson was falling； he seemed almost down； when…the trick is an old one…whirling with the quickness of light； he fell heavily on his opponent； and caught him by the throat with both hands。
〃'Nough？ 〃 he asked； hoarsely。 It was the first word uttered。
The only answer was a fierce struggle。 Rome felt the Lewallen's teeth sinking in his arm； and his fingers tightened like twisting steel； till Jasper caught his breath as though strangling to death。
〃'Nough？〃 asked the hoarse voice again。
No answer； tighter clinched the fingers。 The Lewallen shook his head feebly； his purple face paled suddenly as Rome loosed his hold； and his lips moved in a whisper。
〃'Nough！〃
Rome rose dizzily to one knee。 Jasper turned； gasping； and lay with his face to the rock。 For a while both were quiet； Rome； panting with open mouth and white with exhaustion； looking down now and then at the Lewallen； whose face was turned away with shame。
The sun was blazing above Wolf's Head now； and the stillness about them lay unbroken on the woods below。
〃I've whooped ye； Jas；〃 Rome said； at last； 〃I've whooped ye in a fa'r fight； 'n' I've got nothin' now to say 'bout yer tall talk； 'n' I reckon you hevn't nuther。 Now； hit's understood； hain't it； that y'u'll leave these mount'ins？
Y'u kin go West；〃 he continued； as the Lewallen did not answer。 〃 Uncle Rufe used to say thar's a good deal to do out thar； 'n' nobody axes questions。 Thar's nobody left hyeh but you 'n' me； but these mount'ins was never big 'nough fer one Lewallen 'n' one Stetson； 'n' you've got to go。 I reckon ye won't believe me； but I'm glad I didn't hev to kill ye。 But you've promised to go； now； 'n' I'll take yer word fer it。〃 He turned his face； and the Lewallen； knowing it from the sound of his voice； sprang to his feet。
〃Oh…！〃
A wild curse burst from Rome's lips； and both leaped for the guns。 The Lewallen had the start of a few feet； and Rome； lamed in the fight； stumbled and fell。 Before he could rise Jasper had whirled； with one of the Winchesters above his head and his face aflame with fury。 Asking no mercy； Rome hid his face with one arm and waited； stricken faint all at once； and numb。 One report struck his ears； muffled； whip…like。 A dull wonder came to him that the Lewallen could have missed at such close range； and he waited for another。 Some one shouted…a shrill hallo。 A loud laugh followed； a light seemed breaking before Rome's eyes； and he lifted his head。 Jasper was on his face again； motionless； and Steve Marcum's tall figure was climbing over a bowlder toward him。
〃That was the best fight I've seed in my time； by God；〃 he said； coolly； 〃 'n'； Rome； y'u air the biggest fool this side o' the settlements； I reckon。 I had dead aim on him； 'n' I was jest a…thinkin' hit was a purty good thing