The Chesterfield advertiser. [volume] (Chesterfield C.H., S.C.) 1884-1978, 1920-02-19
CHAPTER VI.
EavesdroppIno.

EavesdroppIng.
Out OF the murmur Of voices came
one that Curly recognized as that Of
Soapy Stone. alIas You Know Who.
e. then you'll take the 9:57,
Sam :"
After more whispering, "Yep, soon
as you hear the first shot d.. cover
the passengers :"
The listener lost what followed.
Once he thought he heard the name
Tin Cup, but he could not be sure.
Presently another fragment drifted to
him. make our getaway and
cache the plumber :"
The phonOgrnph lifted up it's voice.
This time 1t was 81 Love Lassle."
Before the song was finished there
came the sound of shuftiing feet One
Of the men In the next stall was leav-
Ing. Curly could not tell which one.
nor did he dare look over the top of
the partition to find out. He was
playing safe. This adventure had
caught him so Unexpectedly that he
had not found time to run back to his
room for his six-inch gun. What
would happen to him il he were
caught listening was not matter of
doubt. Soapy wOusl pump lead into
him till he quit kicking, slap saddle
Sonora line.
AS the phonOgraph finished uncX-
pectedly--some one had evidently in
terrupted the record-the fragment
of sentence seemed to jump at Curly.
so the kid will get his In
the row."
1t was the voice of Soapy, raised
slightly to make itself heard above
the music.
'rake care" another voice replied,
and FlanGrau would have sworn that
this belonged to Blackwell.
Stone, who had been sitting on the
other side of the table, moved close
to the paroled convict. Between him
and Curly there was only the thick
ness of plank.
don't like It," Blackwell
was objecting sullenly.
Makes it safe for us. Besides"-
Stones voice grated like steel
rnsping steel, every word distinct
though very lOw--"I swOre to pay Off
Luck CullisOn, and by C. I'm going
TO do It,"
Again they fell to whispers. The
next word that came to Curly clearly
was his own name.
Luck CullisOn went his bail.
learned 1t this mo'ning."
"The sOn-of-u-gun. It's clnch he's
spy. Reckon hc knows anythng?"
"NO. Can't"
"lf l thought he did"
"Keep your shirt on, Lutte. He don't
know II thing. And you get revenge
on him all right. Sam will run with
him and his friends while he's here.
Consequence is, when they find the
kid where we leave him they'll sure
guess Curly for one of his pnrdners.
Tell you his ticket Is good aS bought
to Yuma. He's horse thief. Why
shouldn't he be a train robber, too?
That's how jury will argue"
Once more the voices ran together
indistnctly. 1t was not till Blackwell
suggested that they go and get drink
that Curly understood anything more
vi Whit WIS DelIlS Silu.
The outlaws passed out OF the little
room and strOlled forward to the bar.
Curly had heard more than he had
expected to. Moreover, as he congrat-
ulated himself, his luck had stood uD
fine. Nobody In the Sunburnt territory
felt happier than he did that minute
when he struck the good fresh air of
hn nIl hnt Ia. h.I
through his hazardous adventure
alive.
Il |.ist thing that Flandrnu did
was to walk toward the outskirts of
the town. where he could think II
ont by himself Before ne reached
Arroyo street Curly came plums
a%ninst his old range.mate, Stats
Davis. Flandrau caught him by the
arm. Hello, Sluts. You're the man
I want"
I'm pretty busy today" Davis an
swered stifiy.
Forget 1t. This is more impor-
tant."
"Welf"
Come along end take a walk. ]
got something to tell you"
Reluctantly Davis fell In beside him.
"All right. Cut 1t short. I've got to
see man."
Hell have to walt" Curly could
not help chuckling to himself ut the
evident embarrassment of the other.
The impish impulse to "dev!l" him had
Its way. "YOu're man OF experience,
Stats. Ever hold up traln1 Some OF
my friends are aiming to hold up one
shortly. II you'd like to get ip III
shy u good word for YOU"
Davis thew him look that
drenched like Ice water. ~ expect
you and me are travelling different
trails these days. Curly. You don't
mean 1t. of course, but the point Ia
I'm not going to joke with you along
that line. Understands
Wrong guess, old hoss. ] do mean
It,"
Davis stopped In his tracks. "Then
s,ntl r-tu