The Arvada enterprise. (Arvada, Colo.) 1908-1970, 1920-09-30

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'em sick for talking about him"
His cousin nodded, choking dswa
her sobs. "0f course. It-itU come
out all right-as soon ~ he finds out
what they're saying. Saddle TIVE
horses right away. Bob"
"Sure. Wen soon and where he Il.
I bet you"
The setting sun found their journey
less than half done. Kate was tor
tured with anxiety. Deep within her
something denied that her father could
be gone out Of q world 70 good. And
II he were alive, Curly F1andrau
would dnd him-Curly and Dick be-
tween them. Luck Cullison had plenty
Of good friends who would not stand
BY and see him wronged.
Any theory Of his disappearance
that accepted his guilt did not occur
to her mind for an instant. The tive
had been very close to each other.
Luck had been In the habit Of saying
smilingly that she was his major domo,
his right bower. Some share of his
lawless temperament she inherited.
enough to feel sure that this particu.
lar kind Of wrongdoing was impossible
for him. He was reckless, sometimes
passionate. but she did not need to re-
assure herself that he was scrupulous-
~ honest.
This brought her back to the only
other tenable hypothesis-foul play.
And from this she shrank with quak.
Ing heart. For surely II his enemies
wished to harm him they would de-
stroy him. and this was 4 conclusion
against which she fought desperately.
The plaza clock doomed ten strokes
% they rode Into Saguache. Macken.
zie was waiting for them on the steps
Of the hotel.
Have they-has anything been-r'
Tho owner Of the Fiddleback shook
bis grizzled head. mot yet. Didn't
you meet Curiyf'
mo"
HE rode out to come I. with you.
but II he didn't meet you BY ten he
was to come back. You took the north
road. I rsckonr
yea"
He put an arm around her shoul.
ders and drew her into the hotel with
cheerful talk.
Come along. Bob. Were going t.
tuck away . good supper nrst on.
While you're eating. m tell you all
there u to be told"
Kate opened her lips to say that she
was not hungry and could not possibly
eat q bite. but she thought better Of
It Bob had tasted nothing since noen.
and Of course he must b. fed.
Curly came into the room. and the
giri rose to meet him. He took hss
little hand In his tanned muscular one,
and somehow from his grip she gath.
cred strength.
I'm - glad you've come" she said
simply.
"I'm glad you're glad" he smiled
cheerfully.
He knew she had been crying. that
she was suffering cruelty. but he Of.
fsred her courage rather than maudlin
sympathy. Hope seemed to now
through her veins at the meeting Of
the eyes. Whatever Q man could Dc
for her would be done BY Curly.
They talked the situation over to
gether.
"As II looks to me. we've got to dnd
out two things-tirst. what has be-
come Of your father and. second. who
did steal that money. I don't see II
yet, but there's some link between the
tive things. I mean between the rob
berry and his disappearance"
"How do you mean" Kate asked.
"Werl say the robbers were his enc
MILESTONE Of the Sonpy Stone outfit,
maybe. They have got him out Of the
way to satisfy their grudge and to
make people think he did It.. Unfortu-
nately there IL evidence that makes II
look a. II he might have done It
what they call corroboratinE testi-
mony."
"What does Sheriff Bolt thinkf"
Curly waved the sheriff aside. 1T
don't matter what he thinks. Misc
Kate. He says he thinks Luck was
mixed up In the holdup. Maybe that's
what he thinks. but we don't want to
forget that Cass Fendrick made him
sheriff and your father fought him to
Q fareyou-well."
"rd like to talk with Bolt" the
young woman announced.
"Ali right" Mackenzie assented.
Tomorrow mo'ning-"
"No. tonight. Uncle Mac.
The cattleman looked at her In sur.
prise. Her voice rang with decision
Her slight figure seemed compact with
energy and resolution. Was this the
sir, who had been In helpless tears not
ten minutes before!
srll see II he's At his once. Maybe
he'll come up" Curly said.