The Chesterfield advertiser. [volume] (Chesterfield C.H., S.C.) 1884-1978, 1921-02-10
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mot unless they can get you out of
the way first," decided the marshal
grimly. "That is Lacys 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
hghtin' man. But what's yer theory
bout Cavendish1 Let's leave the dead
man In New York go. an get down
ter cases."
Il figure 1t out like this, Dan. |
believe Fred got my telegram, and de.
cided to come out here at once with.
out telling anybody what his plans
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 i'm the hands of
this crowd. They were ready to act.
and they acted. Beatoh must have
taken the same train, and the two Lien
got friendly; probably they never knew
each other In New York, but, being
from the same place, 1t was easy
enough to strike up an acquaintance.
What occurred on board is all guess
work. but sudden blow at night, OH
an observation platform, at some
desert station, is not impossible, or It
might be sickness, and the two men
left behind to seek physician. Here
was where Lacy must have come i'm.
lie goes east occasionally, doesn't he7"
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 minin'
stock. There amt no doubt I'm nv
mind but he knew some o. these fell
lers. They wouldn't "a planned this
unless they had some cache fixed out
we're N this country--that's plain M
wart on the nose. But whar Is ~
I'll bet yer that II we ever find Cayen.
dish, '"ell tnd the girl along with
him; an what's more, that spot amt
liable Ter be mor5n fifty miles from
Haskell"
what makes you think that7"
"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 un-
less that was fact? They must have
come for something; that lawyer amt
yere on no minin deal; an no more
has BeatOn been IayIn' round town fer
month doln nuthin but drlnkin
whisky. The whole blame outfit IS
right here in Haskell. and they
wouldn't be If this wasn't headUuar.
ters. That's good common sense, amt
it? What made yer ask me bout Pas
cual Mendez this mornin'? You don't
hook the Mexican up with this Affair."
do yer?"
Sadie told me she heard Enright
speak of him at breakfast; that was
all she heard just the name"
"Sadie7 Oh, the red-heuded wait
reSs at Timmons', you mean? Big
Tins girl4"
Donovan forced into the wagon, and
urlNen OIL.
"And they took the old Shoshone
trail. out past Hennessey's ranch?"
$50 she described it. Does that
mean Dnything?"
Brennan did not answer at once, sit
ting silent, his brOws wrinkled, staring
through crevasse of the rock up the
stream. Finally he grinned into the
anxious face Of the other.
DANCED If know" he said drawl-
ingly. maybe 1t does, and maybe
again 1t don't. I was sorter putin
this an that together. / never got hold
ov any proof, but Lacy has shipped
pile O. cattle out o. Villa Real, al
though why he should ever drive his
cows there across the desert instead
o. shppln' them here in Haskell or
TaylOrville, ! never could understand.
That's the principal reason I've got for
thinkin' he an Mendez are in cahoots,
an If they be. then the Mexican must
have some kind o. camp out there
In the sand whar he hides between
raids; though, damn If know whar it