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| there except for the markers, and we made sure they were too tiny for anyone to find except us when the time is right," the dark-eyed man said, laughing throatily. |

| "Then all we have to do is wait until Ashton arrives at his sheep station. Then we can settle down at ours all legal-like the next day, as though it is all by accident that we are there," Stanford said, pulling a fresh cigar from his pocket. He thrust it between his teeth and lit it, puffing confidently. |

| "Do you want the men who are already at the sheep station to meet with an accident?" the yellow-toothed man asked, spittle rolling from the corner of his mouth. Greed for killing made his eyes darken. |

| "Naw," Stanford said, squaring his shoulders. "There's plenty of time for that later." |

| "Whatever you say." |

| The men rode away and joined the others. |

| Bianca looked at Stanford with fear, now realizing that he was more evil and calculating than she had ever guessed. |

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