The Dolores star. [volume] (Dolores, Montezuma County, Colo.) 1901-current, 1916-09-29
.u ZANE GREY

yard. The way they ran at the sight
of Duane limited to both the loneliness
and the fear Of their isolated lives
Duane saw q woman come to the door.
then a man. The latter looked keenly.
then stepped outside He was sandy
haired, freckled Texan.
"Howdy, stranger" he called. as
Duane halted. Get down, you an
your woman. Say, now, air you sick
or shot or what3 Let me"
Duane, Keeling in his saddle, bent
searching eyes upon the rancher. He
thought he saw good will, kindness.
honesty. He risked all on that one
sharp glance. Then he almost plunged
from the saddle.
The rancher caught him, helped him
to q bench.
Martha, come out here!" he called.
This mans sick. No; he's shot. or
don't know blood-stains."
Jennie had slipped of her horse and
to Duane's side. Duane appeared
about to faint.
Air you his wife?" asked the
rancher.
"No. I'm only a girl he saved from
outlaws. Oh. he's SO pale! Duane,
Duanel"
Buck Duane ~ exclaimed the ranch
er, excitedly. 1.-THE man who killed
Bland an Alloway? Say. owe him
a good turn, an I'll pay IT, young
woman"
The rancher's wife came out, and
with a manner at once kind and prac-
teal essayed to make Duane drink
from flask. He was not SO far gone
that he could not recognize its con-
tents. which he refused, and weakly
asked for water. When that was given
him he found his voice.
Eyes, I'm Duane. I've only over
done myself-just all In. The wounds
I got at BANDS are healing. Will you
take this girl in-hide her awhile till
laws?"
II shore WILL" replied the Texan.
"Young man you amt in any shape
to travel. I'll take you in along with
the girl. an hide both Of you till you
get WELL"
Duane's last fading sensations of
that hard day were the strange feel
Of bed, a relief at the removal Of his
heavy boots, and Of Jennie's soft, cool
hands ON his hot face.
| He lay i'll for three weeks before he
began to mend, and 1t was another
week then before he could walk out
a little in the dusk Of the evenings.
After that his strength returned rapid
ly. And 1t was only at the end Of this
long siege that he recovered his spirits.
During most of his illness he had been
silent, moody.
Jennie, I'll be riding of soon," he
said, one evening. II can't impose on
this good man Andrews much longer.
I'll never forget his kindness. His
wife, too-she's been so good to US.
Yes, Jennie, you and will have to
say good-by very soon."
Don't hurry away" she replied.
Lately Jennie had appeared strange
to him. She had changed from the
girl he used to see at Mrs. BANDS
| house. He took her reluctance to say
good-by as another indication of her
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brakes. Yet somehow it made him
observe her more closely.
"Its likely that we won't see each
other again." he said. That's strange
to think Of. We've been through some
hard days, and 1 seem to have known
you long time"
Jennie appeared shy, almost sad, so
Duane change the subject to some
thing less personal.
Andrews returned one evening from
several days trip to Huntsville.
duane, everybody's talkin' about
how you cleaned up the Bland outfit"
he said, important and all full Of news.
TITS some exaggerated, accordin' to
what you told me; but you've shore
made friends on this side Of the
Nueces. I reckon there amt a town
where you wouldn't find people to
welcome you"
ibid you hear Of any outlaws hunt
ing me?' asked Duane.
"Nobody from BANDS outfit is hunt
in you, thet's Shore" replied Andrews.
"Fisher said there never was a boss
straddled to go on your trail. Nobody
had any use for Bland. Anyhow, his
men would be afraid to trail you. An
you could go right in to Huntsville,
where you'd be some popular. Reckon
you'd be safe, too, except where some
of them fool saloon loafers or bad
cowpunchers would try to shoot you
for the glory in it. Them kind of men
will bob up everywhere you 20,
Duane"
I'll be able to ride and take care of
myself in a day or two," went On
Duane. "Then I'll go-rd like to talk
to you about Jennie"
"She's welcome to a home here with
u.s."