The review. [volume] (High Point, N.C.) 1908-19??, 1920-04-01

IN the hands of Lutte Blackwell Fen
drick decided to take chance. At the
worst he could turn them both free
and leave for Sonora.
All right I'll take you to him.
But you'll have to do as say.
Yes" she agreed.
| You've got to persuade Luck to
come through with an agreement to
let go of that Del Orc homestead and
to promise not to prosecute us. He
won't do it to save his own life. He's
got to- think you come there as my
prisoner. See? He's got to wrestle
with the notion that you're in the
/ power of the damnedest villain that
ever went unhung. mean Blackwell.
Let him chew on that proposition a
while and see what he makes of it,
She nodded. white to the lips let
| us go at once. please" She called
/ across to the corral: Manuel, saddle
| the pinto for me. Hurry!
They rode together through the
| Wind-swept sunlit land. From time to
time his lazy glance embraced her, a
supple. graceful creature. at perfect
ease in the saddle. What was 1t about
| Prettier girls he had often seen. Her
features were irregular. mouth and
nose too large, face little thin. Her
contour lacked the softness, the allure
that in some women was an uncon-
setous invitau to cuddle. Tough as
whipcord she might be, but in her
there flowed life vital and strong;
dwelt a spirit brave and unconquer-
able. She seemed to him as little subtle
as any woman he had ever met. This
directness came no doubt from living
SO far from feminine influences. But
he had q feeling that if man once
wakened her love, the instinct of sex
would spring full-grown into being.
Luck lay stretched full length on
hunk. his face to the roof. a wreath
Of smoke from his cigar travelling slow
~ toward the ceiling into a f1lmy blue
cloud which hung above him. He
looked the personif1cation of vigorous
full-blooded manhood at ease.
By the table, facing him squareIy,
sat Jose DOlninguez, a neatly built
Mexican with swapping black eyes.
manner of pleasant suavity and an
ever-ready smile that displayed dou-
BILE row of shining white teeth. That
smile did not for an instant deceive
Luck. He knew that Jose had no
grudge against him, that he was very
respectable citizen, and that he would
regretfully shoot him full of holes IL
occasion called for so drastic a ter
mination to their acquaintance. For
DOminguez had third interest in the
c. F. ranch and he was the last man in
the world to sacrifice his business for
sentiment. Having put the savings of
a lifetime into the sheep business. he
did not propose to let anybody deprive
him of his profits, either legally or
Illegally.
The tinkle of hoofs from the river
bed in the gulch below rose through
the clear air. The Mexican moved
waved handkerchief.
what gent are you wig-wagging to
now?" Luck asked from the bed.
Thought knew all you bold bad ban
dts by this time. Or is it Cass back
again?"
Eyes, It's Cass. There's some one
with him, too. 1t is u woman" the
Mexican discovered in apparent sur
prise.
"a woman!" Luck took the cigar |
from his mouth in vague unease. |
'.What is he doing here with wOm-
anY i
The Mexican smiled behind his open |
hand. "Your question anticipates mine, |
senior. too ask the same" t
The sight of his daughter in the |
doorway went through the cattleman |
with a chilling shock. She ran for |
ward and with a pathetic cry of joy I
threw herself upon him where he
stood. His hands were tied behind
him. Only by the turn of his head
could he answer her caresseS. There
was a look of ineffable tenderness on
his face. for he loved her more than
anything else on earth.
.sMr. Fendrick brought me-" she ex-
planned when articulate expression
was possible.
"He brought you. did hep Luck
looked across her shoulder at his en-
envy. and his eyes grew hard as jade.
.Of my own free WILL" she added.
81 promised you better argument
than those I'd given you. Miss Cullison
is that argument" Fendrick said.
The cattleman's set face had look
more deadly than words. 1t told Fem
drick he would gladly have killed him
where he stood. For Luck knew no
was cornered and must yield. Neither
Dominguez nor Blackwell would con.
sent to let her leave otherwise.
you've played rotten trick on ma
Fendrfck. wouldn't have thought te
even Of sheepman." II
(TO BE CONTINUEDl
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