The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1917-03-24

an instants hesitation. "It isn't true.
But that's not his fault; he Is under
arrest. and is telling you what told
him to tell You. came In here this
morning to take Sassoon to Sleepy Cat.
He Is q prisoner. wanted for cutting up
one Of our Safeguards"
Nan, coldly skeptlcal, eyed De Spain.
sand do you try to tell me'-she
pointed to Sassoon's unbound hands
"that he Is riding out Of here, free
man, to go to jail"
~ do tell you exactly that. He is
my prisoner"
II don't believe either Of you," de-
clared Nan scornfully. "You are plan
ming something underhand together"
De Spain laughed coolly. "We've
planned that much together, but not,
assure you, with his consent"
IL don't believe your stories at ALL"
she declared firmly.
De Spain flushed. The irritation and
| the serious danger bore In on him. IF
you don't believe me it's not my fault"
he retOrted. "I've told you the truth.
Ride on, Sassoon."
| He spoke angrily, but this In no
wise daunted Nan. She wheeled her
horse directly in front of them. Don't
you stir, Sassoon," she commanded,
until l call Uncle Duke"
De Spain spurred straight Mt her
/; their horses collided, and his knee
touched hers in the saddle. "Tm GO
/ In 90 t.,Iy n.rt nf 40
| announced in a tone she never had
heard before from a man. "Pve no
time to talk. Go call your uncle IL you
like. We must pass"
"You shan't pass stepw
With the quick words Of defiance the
two glared ut each other. De Spain
was taken aback. He had expected no
more than a war of words-a few
screams ut the most. Mans face
turned white, but there was no symp-
tom even of whimper. He noticed
her quick breathing. and felt, instinc-
lively. the restrained gesture of her
right hand as II started back to her
side. The move steadied him. zone
question" he said bluntly, 'are you
armed"
She hated even to answer and met
his searching gaze resentfully, but
something In his tone and manner
wrung reply. ~ can defend myself"
she exclaimed angrily.
| De Spain raised his right hand from
his thigh to the pommel of his saddle.
The slight gesture was eloquent Of his
surrender Of the issue of force. II
can't go into shooting-match with
you about this cur. If you call your
uncle there will be bloodshed-unless
you drop me Off my horse right here
and now before he appears. All l ask
you is this: Is this kind of cut
throat worth that? If you shoot me-
my whole posse from Sleepy Cat is
right below us I'm the aspens. Some
Of your own people will be killed in d
general fight. If you want to shoot me
shoot-you can have the match all tc
yourself. II you don't, let us go by
And If I've told you one word that ISM
true, call me back to this spot any tim,
you like, and I'll come at your call, ant
answer for It,"
His words and his manner confound
: ed her for moment. She could not a
once make an answer, for she could no
decide what to say. Then, of sud
den, she was robbed of her chance t,
answer. From down the trail came {
: yell like shot. The clatter Of hoof:
, rang out, and men on horses dashed
from the entrance Of the gap toward
, them. De Spain could not make ou
distinctly, but he knew Lefever's yell
and pointed. "There they are" hi
exclaimed hurriedly. "There Is the
whole posse. They are comingl" A
shot. followed closely by second, rang
out from below. CO." he cried tC
Nan. "There'll be shooting here thai
1 can't stop" He slapped Sassoon's
pony viciously with his hand, spurret
past her himself, and was away. White
with CONSERVATION and anger, She
steadied herself and looked after the
fleeing pair. Then whirling In her sad
die. she ran her pony back to the
ranch-house to give the alarm.
Yelling like half dozen men, lie
FEVER and Scott, as DE Spain ana MS
prisoner dashed toward them, sep
arated. let the pair pass, and spurret
In behind to cover the flight and con
front any pursuers. None at the mo
ment threatened, but no words were
exchanged until the whole party, riding
fast, were well past FL Captain ant
out of the gap. For some unex
pressed reason-so strong Is the influ
ence Of tradition and reputation-nt
one of the three coveted close en-
counter with the Morgans within III
walls.
Its the long heels for II now, boys,
cried De Spain. His companions CLOSED
up again.
"Save your horses" cautioned Scott
between strides. "It's a good way.
home"
make for Calabasas." shouted lie
: fever.
"No," yelled Scott. "They would
I. stand us a siege ut Calabasas. Will,