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She walked over to Duncans with him. While the men talked in the kitchen, she stayed in the living room with Lora and tried not to think about the conversation in the other room. She wasnt denying what was to come, but she didnt think she could handle hearing plans that were certain to lead to her husbands death.
I want us to head out around 4:00. Since Im sure he wont be there until after dark, Ive written a note to leave him. I want to play things my way, so the note tells him where we can meet again in a few days.
I still think we should go after dark, Witt interjected.
Then tomorrow night would be our only chance, and I dont like those odds, returned Sean. My way is better. When he finally arrives, he will see tracks made by three horses and know that Im not coming alone.
Witt was frustrated. Where is your meeting place for Tuesday night?
Its only 15 minutes outside of town, but its far enough away from the bank that he will be lulled into a false sense of security.
Duncan agreed wholeheartedly with Seans plan, and between the two of them they won Witt over to their way of thinking. The men continued to plan their actions of the next few days with careful precision.
Sean was the first to leave, and Duncan and Witt were able to discuss something that had been on both of their minds. When Witt finally left, Duncan sat down and wrote a letter to the judge who had sentenced Sean to hang.
Charlie tried to act normal at Sadies house on Sunday, and in fact fooled everyone at the dinner table except the man who loved her. Sean could see the strain in her face, and prayed that she would turn to God for comfort.
Sean knew his life on earth held no guarantees, so he didnt dare tell Charlie he would be back. He was confident, however, that they would not see Hartley this day. Still, he said nothing.
In fact, they had barely said a word to each other on any subject when Sean realized it was 20 minutes to 4:00. With a heavy heart he moved toward the livery to saddle Buddy, their best mount. He dreaded leaving Charlie when she was so upset, but he could not for the moment see any help for it.
Charlie stood at the window as Sean tied Buddys reins to a tree limb and came inside. He wasted no words, but came directly to Charlie and took her in his arms.
Charlie, he again used her nickname, and she loved the sound on her ears. If you find you have time on your hands in the next few hours, I want you to do me a favor.
Lora invited me over.
I know she did, and I could tell when you thanked her that you didnt plan to go.