The Brookings register. [volume] (Brookings, Brookings County, S.D.) 1903-1971, 1920-10-14

on with your story"
WestcOtt told it simply, but In full
detail. The marshal listened quietly
To the narrative, the quick action OF
his Jaw! alone e~videncing his interest,
although he occasionally i~nterpOsed a
question. Except for Westcotts voice
there was no sound, beyond the lap
ping of water against the rock, and
no figures of men became visible along
either bank. The party above had
crossed the stream, and disappeared
up a ravine, and nothing remained To
indicate that these two were fugitives,
hiding for their lives, and facing Il
desperate eXpedient in an effort to es-
cape their pursuers. AS the speaker
finally concluded the silence was al
most oppressive.
"How do yer suppose Bill Lacy got
into the AFFAIR."" asked Brennan, at
last thoughtfully. Il don't put no sor-
ter devlltry beyond him, yer under
stand, but l don't quite see how he
ever come to get mixed up in this yere
New York mess
I'm just as much in the dark as
you are, as to that" admitted West
colt doubtfully. II am convinced. how
ever, that Cavendish is still alive. and
hat another body strangely resem-
bling his was found In the New York
apartments. According TO Enright
this was not part Of their scheme, but
merely an accident of which they took
advantage. How true this is will nev-
er be known unless we discover Caven-
dish, and learn his story. Now, If he
Is alive. where has he been concealed,
and for what purpose? Another thing
begins to loom up. The mere hiding
of the man was all right SO long as the
consplrators were not suspected. But
now when they are war that they
are being followed, what Is likely to
happen? VIII they become desperate
enough to kill their victim, hoping thus
to destroy absolutely the evidence OF
their crime? VIII their vengeance al
SO include Miss Donovan?"
"Not unless they can get you out of
the way first" decided the marshal
grimly. THAT is Lacy's most impor-
tant job-you are more dangerous to
them now than the girl. That meet
ing today was prearranged, and Bea-
ton was expected to land you. That
was why he hid behind the curtain,
but something caused him to make a
false move; they never expected you
to put, up that sort o. fight, Jim, for
nobody knew yer In this camp fer "a
tightin' man. But what's yer theory
bout Cavendlsh? Let's leave the dead
man In New York go, an get down
ter cases"
II figure it out like this, Dan. |
believe Fred got my telegram, and de-
cided to come out here at once with
were. All he did was to make a will,
so as to dispose of his property in
case anything happened. His employ
ing Enright for that job unfortunately
put the whole thing in the hands OF
this crowd. They were ready to act,
and they acted. Beaton must have
taken the same train, and the two men
got friendly; probably they never knew
each other In New York, but, being
from the same place, it was easy
enough to strike up an acquaintance.
What occurred on board is all guess
work, but a sudden blow at night, on
an observation platform, at some
desert station, is not impossible; or it
might be sickness, and the two men
left behind to seek u physician. Here
was where Lacy must have come In.
He goes east occasionally, doesn't hep
Sure; come to think of 1t he was
In New York bout three months ago
on some cattle deal AN / heard he had
an agent there sellin' wildcat mimi
stock. There amt no doubt Ia my
mind but he knew some O. these fell
lers. They wouldn't "a planned this
unless they had some cache fixed out
we're in this country-that's plain as
a wart on the nose. But whar Is il
III bet yer that If we ever find Caver
dish, Wen find the girl along with
him; an what's more, that spot amt
liable ter be moren fifty miles from
Haskell"
"What makes you think thatf"
"'Cause this is Lacy's bailiwick, an
thar amt no man knows this country
better'n he does. Then, why should
Enright an his crowd come we're. I'M
less that was a fact? They must have
come for something; that lawyer amt
we're on no mimi deal; an no more
has Beaton been fayin' round town fer
a month dom nuthin' but drinkin'
whisky. The whole blame outfit IL
right here in Haskell, and they
wouldn't be If this wasn't headquar-
tiers. That's good common sense. amt
1t? What made yer ask me bout Pas
cual Mendez this mornin'? You don't
hook the Mexican up with this affair,
do yerf"
"Sadia told ma aho hoord Enri1ht