The Miller press. [volume] (Miller, S.D.) 190?-current, 1923-09-20
CHAPTER Ix5cOntinued.

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Her eyes traced the rugged bluff
hopeleSsly TO attempt scaling that
would only bring her INTO full view.
yet there was a fringe of thick
bushes below into which she might
plunge. This seemed the only hiding
place available. n she crept through
shadow. The two horsemen came
slowly. cautiously, up the slight slope.
staring about them Suspiciously. yet
finding nothing at the summit hut a
bit of trampled grass To tell that the
spot had been occupied previously.
Deborah. secure in a cleft uf the
rock behind Il fve-fOOt screen of
%chaparral, crOuched ~mOtiOnless. with
ears strained to detect the slightest
sound. She was unable to see. but
could hear plainly, and there was no
difficulty In recognizing the voice of
Sanchez.
whatever do you suppose has he
come of them. JOSEF" he asked com
plainingly. 'They were to have come
yesterday, you tell us, and yet they
are not here"
"But someone is. senor-see, there
has been camp made"
THAT was the guard: the ranch
brand is on the pony grazing yonder :
/ took note as we rode by. ! wonder
where in HI the fellow has gone?
But he has naught to do with Case
beers outfit. The gulch is empty. ex-
cept for the lad we met below
And what does he do In here.
senior? Who was II you call hlmY"
Sanchez laughed mirthlesSly.
Hiding out. Jose; there is no rea-
son 10 fear that guy. He's the Kid"
The Frisco Kid?'" Sure, | hear
of him. They say he held up the Los
ColoS stage"
Sanchez laughed.
"'ris not all they say. He Is the
devils own. If half the tales he true
a smooth spoken hoy enough. but not
the sort to make sport of. Meager
knows him-ayer and he slapped his
knee roughly at the happy thought
land that is why the lad Is here, no
doubt. ] have ii now; Bob could n o
come himself, Jose. so he sent this
fellow. But why the HI didn't he
tell me. | w%onder?"
"Who tell you-the 'KidT"
EITHER me Of EN-: ] like 10 know
what I'm bein' stacked up against on
a inh lilo thfc fHacnianr'c, ltnlu h,,,
his outfit this "trip would be a mighty
rich haul If he should happen to fall
down"
"Guns?"
Ammunition, and booze for villa /;
some combination that. IL Is TO go
over the border tonight. and a nice
wad of money M back. That VIII
be the KIDS job. perhaps. II Meager
doesn't show up by dark We haven't
any orders beyond here
you think Senior Bob maybe would
send him to bring back the money? 2"
Sure; It's hfty-ffty with Casebeer.
and Frisco Is all right. He's square
as they make 'em. I've always heard.
Raises hi, of course. now an then.
but he never double crossed anybody.
Amt that him roundin' that bluff
yonder? Sure II is--ridin this way.
I'm goip' TO ask him straight when he
gets here"
Deborah, frightened ny what she
heard. lifted herself slightly So as TO
see better up the narrow valley The
approaching horseman WAS in plain
view. and. even at tina: distance. the
girl had no doubt as 70 his Identity.
Her very heart seemed 10 cease heat
ing as she knelt. a~nxiously watching
his approach. the horse TOPPING stead
lily, the man swaying gently tn the
movement Of the animal. who, in
deed. was he-this Daniel Kelleen?
this "Frisco Kid? Was he q real
man In whom she could trust and he
lieve? In wh0se honor she could con
hdef
Or was he what these ruffans 80
confidently proclalmei-an nutlaw. n
desperado OF the frontier. an psca,,e,I
felon. hiding from jnstice. and even
now engaged In the commlttal of
crime3 These fellows took II for
granted that he was present on the
same criminal mission as themselves /:
he bad deliberately left her. and rmle
away seeking traces Of t~s,sehepr's
rang In the valiey-seemin-l, there
was M escape from the one conciu
: sio7, that he was part Of the con.