"The Marshal's Woman",Pt.2

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                                                       “The Marshal’s Woman”

The Train Whistle Blew…The conductor shouted “ALL ABOAD”………..  Matt And Kitty were sitting comfortably in the passenger car… leaning in Closer.. Kitty whispered “ I never thought we’d get on this train with out any mishaps” .. with a slight giggle. Matt , shifting slightly sideways ..and smiling at his beautiful traveling companion ..”Kitty I never thought we get off the Depot walkway with all the bags you had?”  just then ,he felt her elbow.. in his ribs.. OH you!.. That’s not funny.. A lady has much more needs then you men. Smiling at him every so softly.   With His sheepish smile… Sure they do!   Before, Kitty could say anything The conductor approached them , Marshal ,Mame’ tipping his hat to Kitty I just wanted to let you Know … They will be serving A light brunch in the dining Car if you are interested?.. And Marshal, you will be able to send off a telegram  when we get to our next stop!.  Thank You that will be fine.. Matt replied 


During their brunch…Kitty watching Matt’s demeanor… ok Cowboy.. What is It?  I have known you far to long not to be able to read your face and know when something is bothering you?  Setting his Hat down beside him, sipping his coffee… “Kitty it’s nothing”…Oh No !  That’s Not good enough… Kit, really it’s nothing.  You know I don’t like these fancy events?   Matt You’ll do Fine, You’ll see, you’ll make them see.
And besides this is time for us to get away from Dodge alone?    Your right, Let’s just enjoy ourselves.
Kitty just watched the expression on the big man face…knowing there was more to his concern then being uncomfortable with a fancy Party.

First Stop… St. Louis!   .. Kitty, I’m going to send a telegram from the station here. Be right back ..
Telegraph office was only a few steps from the train so, Matt , wrote out his message to his contact in Washington.:


Senator D.M. Frost
C/O  Windsor Hotel
1842 16th St.
Washington D.C.

Senator, will be arriving Thursday 12:00 Noon, Stop. All Plans are in Order .Stop.
Will contact you on arrival. Stop.   Matt Dillon  U.S. Marshal

With that Matt handed the telegram to the clerk and turn to leave , only to crash into a young woman just outside the doorway, with a large armful of Dress and Hat boxes…fumbling to grab what he could.. And
And apologize for not seeing her.. The large man was at a lose for words?   The young lady not being very amused, having quite an attitude  about her … this making Matt very uncomfortable.   Only to be saved be his lady.  With nothing but a sheer Smirk… kitty very swiftly glided him away from the situation before  the young woman could continue to go on and on about how inconsiderate it was of him to knock her things
Loose from her arms.      Cowboy, I think it is time .. For our train to leave.. And a good thing too. 
As, they walk away…Matt continue to survey their surroundings….



As the Train pulled out, Matt and Kitty settled in to a relaxing and comfortable lounger that was in a special car the Conductor had taken them to. Where they could enjoy drinks and relax for the remainder of their
Journey.    Kitty gently snuggled closely next to Matt, and he slowly wrapped his long Muscular arm around her shoulders, so that she could rest her head on his chest.  With his other hand , lightly he brushed the few
Wisps of curls from kitty’s forehead and placed a soft kiss…Holding the kiss there and then whispering….
“Kathleen, I Love You….” Don’t ever forget that…   And in her soft but deep Sultry voice ..”I won’t Cowboy”…I Love you Too”
                                                                            TBC