The review. [volume] (High Point, N.C.) 1908-19??, 1920-02-19

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him. make our getaway and
cache the plumber :"
The photograph lifted up it's voice.
This time it was 81 Love Lassie."
Before the song was finished there
came the sound of shutting 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 if he were caught
listening was not matter OF
doubt. Soapy would pump lead into
him till he quit kicking, slap saddle
on a broncho 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."
It was the voice of Soapy, raised
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 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 Cullisonl went his bail.
learned it this mo'ning."
''The son-of-a-gun. It's a cinch he's
a spy. Reckon he knows anything?"
'No. Can't"
eff 1 thought he did"
'Keep your shirt on, Lutte. He, don't
know a 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 a train robber, too?
That's how a jury will argue"
Once more the voices ran together
fndistinctly. 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
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 up
fine. Nobody in the sunburnt territory
felt happier than he did that minute
when he struck the good fresh air of
the alley and knew that he had. won
through his hazardous adventure
alive.
The first thing that Flandrau did
was to walk toward the outskirts of
the town, where he could think it
out by himself. Before he reached
Arroyo street Curly came plump
against his old range-mate, Stats
Davis. Flandrau caught him by the
arm. "Hello, Stats. You're the man
I want"
I'm pretty busy today" Davis an
swered stifay
Forget it. This is more impor-
tant.''
"Well?"
Come along and take a walk.
got something to tell you"
Reluctantly Davis fell in beside him.
Cali right. Cut it short I've got to
see a man."
He'll have to wait" Curly could
not help chuckling to himself at the
evident embarrassment of the other.
The fmpish impulse to "devil' him had
its way. you're a man of experience,
Stats. Ever hold up a train? Some of
my friends are aiming to hold up one
shortly. It you'd like to get in I'll
say good word for YOU"
Davis threw him a look that
drenched like ice water. II expect
you and me are travelling different
trails these days, Curly. You don't
mean it, Of course, but the point is
I'm not gazing to joke with you along
that line Understand"
Wrong guess, old boss. I do mean
it."
Davis stopped in his tracks. "Then
you've said too much to me. Wen |
part right here. When you choose
SOaDV Stones crOUr6 t0 RIM with tho+
cuts out me and other decent folks.
If they have sent you here to get me
mixed up in their deviltry you go back
and tell them there's nothing doing"
Wont have a thing to do with !
them. Is that it2''
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