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WAR AR A eee FRAN (Copyright, the Frank A, Munsey Co,) SYNorsis OF PRECEDING CHAPTERS oder on Larry Lanuigan, tain diviaion mupartor. Maan | Wy Iroviblesoine Va) ane TOL! bas been vw lamer. Single ' res tater veliona” fiaht, nation and preesds to’ square ts deterrained ine {rein crew. and, rough | several % ot a lonely station in the private sae Pelenott, visiting Russian ranway, offic ie fleteroam by the Itusalan ho, believing bis story that Ti, welf-defense, atta with he hile her father id Supt. Fel. the crite, When she hears He learns that Mason, ie not fe about | » the next freight fh gee gf,the care the face of Mamenc., whe is leelng from arrest. Larry boa rote and sees M. Larry is wounded." Mera ahand-car, dresses bis wound bin down the mo’ Ben. Wilson, @ ran ok wemon, ta hall drives of with the wonndéd man ain Sheriff and lio ors fhe him anything nd is tae jae tho Sheriff, refuang to to about Lary, CHAPTER XIX. (Continued) The Man With the Buckboard. UDDENLY Mera felt the blood mounting to her cheeks, Was there some- bss thing more than gratitude, than a loyalty which de- manded every return she could make for services rendered—was there something more than that which inspired her to fight on, that in spite of everything kept her faith in the innocence of this man, branded a criminal, hunted by the law, as fresh and unclouded as tt had been that night when he had lain helpless, wounded, and she had listened to his story? Did she care? She did not know. It frightened her a little, Sup- pose—suppose that It were so, what could the future hold? Tommaso wriggled uncomfortably in bis chair, A footstep sounded com- : ing along the corridor from the for- ward end of the car, Mera looked up as Sam, the porter, who, having peen away from the car by ince tuncheon, entered the compart- t. mwell, Sam?” she inquired, “What is it?” ; —I'd just done lak to speak to yo’ fof @ moment, missy"—there was portentous gravity in Sam's voice, | “~~ of course,” 8h acquiesced, “I ning, Sam, at see roved significantly in direction, ‘ ak to speak to yo’ in pri- in her chair, Why" she glanced seemed strangely excited, and ludte ously Dubbing. aver yortance and sesrecy. “Tom aes ne said, smiling, “eo Into ine room for a moment.” And the boy obeyed: ell, Mera sat up “In private! at Bam. The mi utiously round. od eae mighty careful whispered. m Pp Stee done got to | iG Batt sas Potenue ain't heah, am he?” “No,” she answered, half perpic xed, emused. “There Is no one here pt Johnson, and he Is cool nner, What is the matter, Bam » SeRin's nuttin’ do matter” sam be- | to fumble In his inside pook' ge just got a letter foh yo’, da! ". Mia jeter!" whe exclaimed quickly, d u get ace” in to tell yo" staimmere " Bam itedly, rolling } so Sts Be own in de Ot uP ae walkin” along just in’ no attention to no one, just Biindin’ mah own aftaire, an’ ude } Geniy 1 hears @ voice right in ma + ei ‘Heah, you damn niggar' sayy / the voice me heah a minute, an’ quick POM ooked around an’ Peo ant q 6 to be seen but a big, Crow no one Jeu aye trom jist inside & Fiiittle lane off the man eet, @idn't lak de looks ob dat man=-no SP pun!—an' J just naturally hesitates, An’ den he says, ‘Come heah!" An’ dere warn't no doubt ‘bout de way he pays it, an’ IT went, ‘Yo' all ts from dat private car, ain't yor? he sa fYes, suh, [ says. ‘Well, den,’ he saya, handin? me a letter, ‘yo! hurry back dere with dis letter, Give It to de young lady—an’ keep yo'ra mouth seta glanced all round the car again, and furtively produced an e velope from his pocket, “Dis hea de letter, missy.” Bhe took ft from him, ned It hurriedly, read it once—and then read it over again When you get this, walk pwn the track around the curve, hy tf t THE MAN WITH THE mie BUCKBOARD, lin nddeniy The blood was po roush ner veins « fierce, mad Vide, her heart was ber wildiy, “phe Man With the Buckboard™ Ren Wilson! A thousand conflicting thoughts and quest seemed to surge upon her at eo time, Why was he here? Why had he me to Angel? What had happened? Was Larry ? W She hardly rec 1 her own vole 6 Sam, uncopeernedly to aK INS y well, Sum, Thank you, And I think you will do well to heed what that man told you about saying any- thing of this=-to any one." Bhe walked quickly to the smok ing artment at the rear, whe Tommaso was waiting: MMos” she said Nave jurt had new whether it is good down the track a hit man who He wa face flush ~ PE can “You, you may come too part of the wey," she answered; ‘and A ROCKY MOUNTAIN ROMANCE OF A FIGHTING RAILROAD MAN K L. PACKARD AA WA RAEI N GOT bpnnpmnnmnne wn: PONY LLY SELLE LEO OON THE IRON RIDER WAAR ARAS~ a ARARAN SANA ‘ou can help me, Tommaso.” How?" ho demanded. me along!" she replied, “You'll 8 And, leading the way out onto the observation platform, she stepped down onto the track. They were practically at the east- ernmost end of the yards, @ hundred feet from the car, Where the last spur tied into the main line, when she spoke agai “Pick up @ pebble, Tommaso,” she said quietly, “and see if you can hit that—oh, anything you iikel And when you stoop, look behind you and see if We are followed." The sharp little ferret face of the boy brightened, ‘Sure—I know!” he said quickly. She sauntered on leisurely. Tom- maso joined her again ina moment. “Any one?” she asked, “Only some of the men back there by those freight cars,” he answered. “Don't do it too ofte tloned. They went on. In the quarter mile to the curve of the track the ruse, though repeated several times, brought no results, ‘ommaso had ween no one on the track. “It's not very clever,” she admitted, as they reached the butte and halted just far enough around the curve to be hidden from sight; “but it was the only thing I could think of, If any one is following, he will have seen through it, | am afraid, and would walt until we were out of sight around this bend here, Tommaso, you crawl back just far enough so that you can see any one coming, and hide there. I've only just a few steps further to go. You can come and warn me if you see anybody comin: M right,” agreed, and, drop- ping on his hands and knees, began to work his way back along the track- side. She watched him for an inatant; then turned and ran on along the track as it curved in almost a half circle around the obstructing butte, A low cull reached her, and she stopped suddenly, Ben Wilson stepped out onto the track a little way ahead of her, He waved bis hand and came toward her, “Right glad to see you, miss, You er then ail right.” ‘she asked tensely. “Tell “You bet there has rancher, grinning. lot happened, [ ain't takin’ any credit for it, but T never gaw @ man get on his feet quicker, He's as good ever he was.” out him—tell me where “Woll,”" sald the rancher, and @ whimsical drawl erept into his voice, “L ain't sayin’ this to everybody, but 1 don’t mind tellin’ you that he ain't in Bald Valley, and that he ain't 60 far away from this locality neither.” She turned swiftly, with a little gasp that mingled shy dismay, etar- ted wonder and disturbed composure, and looked around her. Wilson jerked his head in the direc- tion of the town, “ve got him back there In Angel.” n Angel!” she echoed mechant- cally; then swiftly, anxiously: “But y hould never have come hack here! don't quite understand, Surely both of you realized the danger! Why did you do tt The rancher screwed up his face {nto a wry grimace and shrugged his shoulders helplessly “He would have it, that's all, the goldinged, eantan mule! Said if L.didn’t want to bring him he'd get herd if iad to crawl-and say, young woman, he would have, too!” but why?" she persisted, was his reason, what did he sical drawl was 1 guess that’s niosily up to you, To me2"\ She stared In, surprise “Well, heSsaid he wasn't goin’ to let no woman fight this out alone for him without him sittin’ in an’ draw. in’ to his own hand, But 1 kinder got a bunch that what was troublin’ him, @ good deal was the possibility that this here little exeurston of your dad's might be nipped ahead of schedule, ind that you'd he hikin' hack for Russia before'—the ranchor's eyes twinkled humorously “well, before you and him got a chances to do a little of this detective work together.” Mera was conscious of a sudden fluxh dyeing her cheeks, though she tried t¢ meet Wilson's qulzzical gaze ernedly, u should never, never have let Mim run himself tnto danger like she said, seeking sanctuary in grave disapproval “Mebbe not, mebbe not," admitted the rancher, with a gril way, there you are, to mention another little {dea got into his head. He's set on gettin’ into that offles where all this hap- pened wants to have a look around, he says.” “Into the office!’ she repeated quickly, “What for? Has—has he discovered anything ope! Not that [ know of," re- turned the rancher. ‘Mora of a hunch than anything élse, T guess. He got it kinder sudden while we was layin’ up the next day at a friend's of mine about ten miles from nowhere, and he's had {t ever since,” “But I thought you had taken him to your ranc she exclaimed Wilson shook his head “That's what the idea was when we started out," said, “but. w got chewin’ it over, and nged « minds, We figured it wasn’t safe; that by the time they'd run up the line to the next station and found nothin’, they'd naturally come back to the place where they picked you up. ‘They ain't such fools but what they'd lave a kind of special interest in that road th and that road eads into Bald Valley. Get the ideo don't, you? Id Valley didn't size lp as a health resort to convalesce In. We ned around, came back past Passnock—there's a ford about 4 mile from the station—and about daylight hit my friend's place that we was headin’ for, We laid up there two days while Larry got on his feet rain, then last night we started f¢ und je the thirtyeflve mi ntime. asked ev walk out past the 1 town?" rend as far as the erect.” 4! ‘That makes tt easy! Well if vou w keep along another quarter of a mile to the only house around thy 1 dunno but that's as fay as you'd need to go.” Then, tenta- 8 anything happened?” id tho! ‘There's a whole The Evening World Daily Magazine, Friday. June 9, 1 Such Is Life | LET'S DINE INA SWELL RESTAURANT THEN Go TO VAUDEVILLE SHOW TSA REMARKABLE Bict ! ‘Guess you could find the w couldn't you? “He wants to see yo Bhe did not answer for @ then earnestly, almost desper “Oh, he should never hav ely: hardly dare go anywhere, 1 am watched.” “Who's watehin' you?" demanded Wilson, his face hardening suddenly. “Sherift Laing.” said finally, “How do you know? that there the car that (hat was what he intend. el to do, because he was sure 1 knew “The blazes you did!" rancher scowled fiercely. before I 6 in that house?" M Wilson smiled grimly “Mer “Seein' It's my brother's, 7 guess I Ways known can.” your mother's place with you, though She held out her hand, "I'll find 1 have municating swith alive she ssible-Qoine much better would understand eacly 1 could get him away—if he'd go," Lunnrgan is a brave man growled Wilson, “Isut I don't figure kind of man he will—he was too much set on througn gettin’ here.” carcer with me d—and then I suy Ly means of cor Larry—to-night, plan’ to get him safely “He must!" sho assert her fa flushed again, “You tell him other I-1 may 80. more “I'll tell him," sald the rancher, tude 4 4 by." not wis She hurried around the bend of are all I have in life, und your the tr where Tommaso rose to ne meet her, ~ else; Bhe caught rommaso" nly" * she exld, e ist ® shook her bh t ask ques maso, I—1 don't | it is best todo, W remember Sheriff Laing, you know, one. You go back to your be now must be on the st past eight, Don't 4 now, Tom- him ry to hide there if and you have to wait; that would only cence. arouse — suspicion—though there's "Well, i hardly Mkely to be anybody about at lightness it attention to gestion you. Do you understand, Tommaso? change will do you good, maso nodded, that we Le tered the private car alone, “For that hour to pay any T And a few minutes later Mera en- CHAPTER XX. to arenas The Rendezvous. through the mountains. ERA had tried very ha the meal progressed, to diss jor! guise the anxiety and very th ry hervous excitement under Td which she was laboring but realized that she had been that only par esstul, Several times she had enught her father's N# glance upon her full of a perplexed tude, the v TE TT a, Se 916 CR nc, By Maurice Ketten LET'S GO To S& {HAVE BEEN TOLD THEY GIVE A WONDERFUL BILL WiTH TWe DINNER WHY NoT Go To CABARET SHow ? WE'LL SEE A SHOW FoR THE PRICE oF A DINNER ALL RIGHT LET'S SAve NONEY - WHERE SHALL WE GO? WONDERFUL Bitut EXTRAORDINARY Bitt , Joun PERFECT AgTourenct "S AMAZING| THE Good BILL THEY GIVE IN THiS CABARET “I think you should have a change,” ho remarked. change?"——there was @ ome at frightened note in her voice, all! I—I don't know what to do! 1 Mr, Pelenoff toyed musingly for a moment with his cigarette, “We must look at this matter very sertously, on her return, Yes, decidedly, she up suddenly in the doorway. Felton, , cf point of entering, paused ten- youre right; he'd have got one or let them bluff you—they don't know. oment; ony “Very well,” she said. “When shall wasn't much of a spill, only a T've been The worst died away in an indistinet put me behind 1h the receding footsteps echoe But from along the platform. ton, “And say, young woman"—— Laing, come For an instant, her mind in a@ sort = *Oh, hurry I think {n the morning.” He hand approvingty, “I'll ge if L can't persuade M. along and bring his wi ly little pa down there all of At is that it this payroll fob T° if 1's anything special, up to the office aud Vi give you half of Would you Uke sk them, by all means,” she Manley| very ‘eroom that Mr, Frankly, | do not see : is anything that can be overheard him telT Mr. Felton {0 accomplished here, was @ gruff, short laugh from Mery stood Jo, I'm not going up—and neither I've got something blamed getjior stole outside the station, The ry's side, whispering in flerce, boyish - ant for you to do." in ure through the fields than by the main giong thaf 1 have exhausted every source WhsrorLarry want of tnforination, The big (9 the debt 1 owe Well, he apart trom hasn't followed you here, anyway, obviously that’s sure. I saw him uptown, just nig feariessness, nis profe rted." . ity of which 1 must admit every one Jon’t let Larry move out of that speaks highly; and as long as 1 could house until I have found some way 8€6 any hope of communicating with him. He can- help you clear him of this crime.” not stay here In Angel—he must not “You have been splendid, father"— stay here. He's certain to be caught, she leaned across tne table and laid Are you sure you can trust the people ber hand over her father's enott sighed. Pelenoff pulled out his wa * he exclaimed, “I'd better be going.” He got up from his and, coming around the table, kissed her on the cheek, ded on just the thing! “Good night, dear, She passed down the corridor, en- d her stateroom, and sat down on as still half ap before sho was to meet Tom- 1 am not ini sight more impo! to his many characteristics, “That's what T said," returned the «ith lower, that was what ehe had “Lannigan’s tn Angel.” all right,” said the that cence, led T Some tween the of success 1 mular iron rider, wasn’t he? is of the boys have been giving me the of the station and Jumped from the them Well, he hand- platform to the ground on the other Til give hin credit ide do the grin- | The flelds, with thetr small, hum- «rin the last day or so, ed out a chase Mera looked at her wrist-wateh tm- but 1 guess I'll was still too e: *yelton pluck knobs rising in the darkness, re now, Yes, she would go at once, ain't even aren him tin) Town Phen wha,do you mean? How do you haven't stood an w asked Melton tn a bew! ound her should ors and, stealing to the stateroom door, opened it softly, and looked out, Sam wag still busy in the dining comp she closed her door behind her, and tiptoed along the corridor to the plat- form door of the car, Here she slipped back the catch of the spring lock 60 that she could re-enter obliged to ring, for the doors at night when the car was in the yards were locked——and down onto the track side, As she reached the station platform she was calm and resolute once mo Tommaso, 48 she had suspected, w already there, who would 1 “two and two m an just gratt what you owe to wound or ithout being shake his 1 3 ey where that ro You remem- but would tt not be wis: “There wasn't anybody,” he sald, fer, to 1e boy's arm, to rea he tried to speak if you hay rry is here In Angel.” you bravely before they come to ex- dere!" The boy's face glowed ercise an th sudden delight—and as suddenly al! your life.” clouded, “They ain't caught him, Her eyes were wet a3 she ace the issu ed pling line of Lights from the housea mera my fellows out there nfluence that no one in sight. psolutely deserted, and the station Halt unl she came to didn't 8 what mother would have led to the offices upstaira , then? Can we go sald,” was open, and she knew, of c+ him? hand, now, We'll try to-night." looking point, feelings, « “But, dad, you th that the ci times they p: that of the town, and—and that part of erythiny maso’s arm w myself what efforts to prove him 60 ‘vee=we've got to is innocent, n We go back this time!" “You under. ne house found, or nd get your suppe And you been cle ick here to the car-— means | tion platform at half. somewhe at least until th wered excitedly think there’ her breath sharply. step Sounded from Just around corner of the station Wall behind a run back Fast." or two-—yes, ned to make ber heart stand would you come back . a Iton! I've been look- « for you for hours amilingly. “I have still naso inside the doorwe » steps drew nearer. the murmur of vo! as _Her mind alt us working quickly now for a fow days! © Whispered There was a nar- like space flanking the away harself wo ubtedly com- shorifé that with the on vy even when of tha locked, and shook 4 ht Quick!" she cried wildly. "Open! (Zo Be Continued) BQ yu DASH, DARING, Wil AND GENIUS Were possessed by FRANCOI/S VILLON, the beloved vagabond poet of France. All hts lova- ble brilliant qualities are brought out vividly in THE GLORIOUS. RASCAL By JUSTIN HUNTLY M’CARTHY NEXT WEEK'S COMPLETE NOVEL IN THE EVENING WORLD You will be thrilled by the flashing of sword and color in this fascinating story of ROMANCE AND ADVENT i MAAR yout Opent it is 1—Mera Pelonoft. ul beat frantically on the panels with Him along that bit of road just a the right time to make himself us to Lannigan, Get tt?” her fists "Quick, quick—oh, for Be: I's up to Wilson, 1 guess,” God's sake, quic : Felton, ‘The door swung back, opening di+ I guess it is!" snorted the rectly onto what was apparently the sheriff. “And what's more, he dr ve living rovm of the litte western cot. in here with Lannigan early this af- tage, She pulled ‘Tommaso inside ternoon, Wilso got @ brother up with her, Ben Wilson's bearded face the road @ bit--you know him—and stared sharply into hers as he clowed they've got Lannigan stowed away the door, A inan a woman were there, It was about the best play he standing in the centre of the room. had to make—not being able to see by a table, on which burned a lamp, my hand,” The man was evidently Ben Wilson's “But why—what for? Felton de- brother; the woman the brother's manded, wife, There was no sign of the maa ‘g0he girl, of course!" replied the she sought, > sheriff shortly, “What do you sup- “We ain't exhibitin’ him in the pore I've been watching her for? I'll parior,” the rancher answered sig- admit I didn't expect to have It throwg nificantly. Me caught her arm at me ag casy ae this; but eh quickly, “What's up?" i pect, and I told you #o that night, — ppoys t that they'd try and communicate With jgrZieyfS., coming!” | said | Mere each other. She's the best bet ® behind Tommaso here and me.” got--that's what he's hero for! They "Nh, ‘are? Wilaon's face set hard, probably Axed it up between them that wna” Sheriff—— Mr. Felton — three hight that she war to come back here genutios”—it seemed as though she and that shed tind somo way of ete could not speak the words fast ing him--and thats why nothin 4 Pp came my way through watching her. © Lice weet Put out that lamp! Sho didn't make any move to com. rk (he Noor aie ang for the di municate with him because tt wae all Th taneher sprang for thee arranged beforehand. And look here, 4nd bolted it—his brother, with a Feiton"—hia votes grew suddenly rau- muttered oath, bent over the lamp cous—"T don't give @ damn who her and blew it out. faiher 1s, Just as soon as I've got my ‘Now, hurry!" she urged desper- bird behind the bars of his cage, my ate! Get Larry Lannigan—hurry! cards are going down on the table Hurry!” face up, every last one of them, and A step sounded from @ doorway Tl! make her sweat for this! I'll oss the room; a voice spoke out bd show her what it means fo try her of the darkness. tricks on the law! IN show her | “I'm here, I¢—is that you, Miss whether she can sit in that car and Pelenoff? What's wrong?” swizzle tea with an alr of out of that “Nothing!” Ben Wilson laughed in damned charcoal pot, while she laugha a grim, low way. “Hell's busted, lat me and twenty men out there in that's all! Laing an’ his pack are the mountains-—T'll fix her!” opitside, an’ ‘There was a cold, brutal finality Ia **Wait!’ Mera interrupted breath- | the words that, made her shiver. lessiy. “Let me speak. There isn't king again. an instant to lose, The sheriff, though y ou know he's there, WhY he js certain Larry Lannigan is bere, haven't! you Rone UP und got him? hasn't “any proof of it. You—you You suid he came in this afternoon.” rust bluft him. Keep them outside “And lose two or three men doing ay long as you can. Pretend you've it!’ growled the sheriff ironically. ail gone to bed. 1t must be 9 o'clock “Phere wasn't any hurry about it. and: you, Mr. Wilson, of course are He didn't come all the way down here tired from a long ride, #o it will be to run aWay again the next minute, natural enough. And you drove did he? ‘That house is in the opens straight from Thimder Mountain. to and you can bet they'd keep @ pretty Angel mean you didn't go back sharp outlook this afternoon. They'd toward your ranch at all. Don't for- seo us coming, and Lannigan would geet that, Hold them here aa long as f fight like a wildcat if we attempted Soy ‘can after they get in, Bo as to to rush it by daylight. We're golIng five iis a start. ‘They musn’t know up there now, but with the boys still tat 1 or Tommaso have been here. Rway' is the Mounting he ‘Try to find out what they mean to ee cee and me,and that! 4 Next, ‘Tommaso will hide some- be just about right. We'll surround Piette Miata the fou ohne tee the house and have the Geer down ite eathi) Anateeer cant ecny an hat an eyelaati 1 sentences were coming as swiftly as Mi iehts’ said Felton, “I'll go, of She could think—"you never heard of nirse, if you want me to, I guess me in your life, Mr. Wilson. Don't + a 0 of yo east this afternoon if And now, the back door! Let us two of you at least this afte And aes te baek: dost! Sat Ub stand, don't you?” “sure, I underst "The gruff tones held an undisguised admira-. + The doorway was she pleaded. “The ' prpor, stunned with the dazed pack ‘way—quick—or it will be too consciousness of impending disaster, Jate!” 4 » av right as though ‘Phe rancher took her arm and turned to stone -and then she felt for guided her. She could hear Tom- ‘Tommaso's hand, and the two to- maso, who had evidertly found Lar- distance. was very little greater affection ahe: of her as they went street, though it would be a far more + ignor! Signor! It ts you egain, fway to go in the dark, Y® pignort Madre di Diol They shall o Bet ae not get you ur ; And thon sho had gte not observedand then ang house behind Larty mad. the bos uickly through Pe; and Hen Wilson, with a low “good shed and the end night," bad closed the door bebind | glanced about her to # he w omman ow run!" she breathed. “Straight away from the road\"* ran together, the three of arm close on inte a Her arm to help her along. And then he spoke--but his votce seemed tos sound curtously unsteady tn her ears “You—you shou have taken ™ this risk for me. “It wasn't any whe inter- posed hastily, “They won't know that ky buttes, that looked like little were before her, She broke o beside her, There was no need to explain anything--there was nothing to explain, He unde ! as she—that they were ve with Sherif! Laing for running a Tye Ee I have been here—and, besides, we sheriff, haven't any time to talk about that ‘ i CHAPTER XXI. now.” saw Ken Wilson on the street this af- A Race for Larry’s Life. They had gone a good hundred d - yards before she would let them stop, could 8ee ME ground was rough and Ind tnen ano halted auddeniye Who's Ben broken, and it was very “We'll leave you here, Tommaso,” t dark, and she could scarce- she said rapidly, “You' know what ly wee @ yard in front of YOAre to do—you heard what I eaid io Mr, Wilson, fer Giver fo the right wal 8 ORE igure ree wil One Ue w was a sharp exclamation and gambling hells and saloons of the from Larry, crude, single-streeted mountain town = “Us—-at the car?” he challenged = put that her guide, She must @ickly but that was her me pe “Yes"—hurriedly, “I'll explain on + ab the way bac Listen There they the creek. After are on the road now! Don't vou hea me" ht —Tommaso's n't mustn't you mmasom— It would ruin e they know you've been with | last two da ‘h hands clenched over keep along para hat she would have to risk the roa r the bridge was there; but then, kk was well beyond the limits ¢ ands, any member road would be safe ifif she were 1 of Sheriff Laing when she got » creek!” Tommaso panted Out contempt, "l can oayene . § “Goodby, then—but re ane ts Ne she said anxiously, and, clutchir th Mere > Larry's arm, pulling him forward, ran ona ) Riot wok From across the intervening space, Men's Voices! Mut they were s from where the he loomed no more Quite a @stance behind her, and she than a black shadow, c "now the could not see them 4 crash as of t bat. There was tine then! She was ne att tegen ps almost sobbing relief, ‘There ce, fur was time=-no uch=but tiny Quick: Quicker!” she arged They, Sheriff Laing and Felton ly. "We have a long way it thers, Would walk the quar We must make a wide detour a mile th wuill remained to et down to the ar by ve other while she and Tommaso would wneit w safer than faster than they had before Dp t 1 go through 4 now there Was a good road tn fr the yards, Is there any way to get of them. ac the creek except by the ; y ran re was r t ound the wy ne easily beside here w: fp back a the roa eassuring ring tn his ¥ ; tunbled int quite safe now for the mee tows ment, Laing will find Ben Wilson a hard nut to crack, We'll have t minu anyway, even if they oo and found it away at once as soon as they de: Tain not there.” " and then she flung