The Jasper news., 1920-04-22
CHAPTER VI.
Eavesdropptnu,

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". then you'll take the 9:o7.
Sam :"
After more whispering, yep. soon
as you hear the first shot 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. q. make our getaway and
cache the plunder
The photograph lifted up its voice.
This time 1t was II Love a Lassie."
Before the song. was finished there
came the sound of shuffllng 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-gun. What would
happen to him II he were caught
listening was not matter Of
doubt. Soapy would pump lead into
HlIu llll Qull hlChAhEt oAuP u EuuhAC
on broneho and light out for the
Sonora line.
AS the phonograph finished unex.
pectedly-some one had evidently in
terrupted the record-the fragment
Of a sentence seemed to jump at Curly.
". so the kid will get his In
the row."
IA ,,oo tha ,,otoa 90 Coonv roIoad
slightly to make itself heard above
The music.
take care" another voice replied
and Flandrau 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
rasping steel, every word distinct
though very low-'I swore to pay of
Luck Cullison, and by G. 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. l
learned II this mo'nlng."
''The son-of-a-gun. It's a cinch he's
a spy. Reckon he knows anythingT'
mo. Can't"
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keep your shirt on, Lutte. He don't
know 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 pardners.
Tell you his ticket Is good as bought
to Yuma. He's a horse thief. Why
shouldn't he be train robber, too
That's how a jury will argue"
Once more the voices ran together
indistinctly. 1t was not till Blackwell
suggested that they go and get drink
that Curly understood anything more
of what was being said.
The outlaws passed out of the little
lbOlil anu SlAOlCu " llc DuI
Curly had heard more than he had
expected to. Moreover, as he congrat
ulated himself, his luck had stood VI
fine. Nobody In the sunburnt territory
, felt happier than he did that minute
Z when he struck the good fresh air Of
the alley and knew that he had woI
through his hazardous adventur,
alive.
y The first thing that Flandrau die
was to walk toward the outskirts O
e the town, where he could think I
out by himself. Before he reached
i Arroyo street Curly came pluml
g against his old range-mate, Slat
Davis. Flandrau caught him by tn
arm. "Hello, Stats. You're the maj
d / want"
I'm pretty busy today" Davis an
n swered stiffiy.
"Forget 1t. This is more impor
O tant."
. "Wenf"
Come along and take a walk.
, got something to tell you"
= Reluctantly Davis fell In beside hin
. "All right. Cut 1t short. I've got t
see a man."
Hell have to wait" Curly coul
>, not help chuckllng to himself at tn
= evident embarrassment of the othel
d The impish impulse to devil" him ha
y its way. "You're a man Of experience
9 Stats. Ever hold up trainl Some O
q my friends are aiming to hold up on
J. shortly. II you'd like to get In II
n say good word for you"