The Kevin review. [volume] (Kevin, Mont.) 1922-1929, 1924-12-04

J always knew | vas q fool, but !
didn't know that | was an idiot Why,
Judy, those id pigeons have been
sailing all over the ranch, billing and
cooing and picking up and totins
cholera germs. Any fool can see IL
now. | might have known something
was up when Trevors bought the infer
nal things. It's as simple as one, two,
three. Now this other Jasper, pretend
ing to look for a job, brings on some
mere of them, SO that the disease will
spread the faster. Let me get my two
hands on him, Judith. For the love of
Cod, lead me to him."
But, instead, she led him to the dozen
White pigeons which Carson brought
In.
Trip, all business again, improviseG
his laboratory, washed the pigeons
feet, made his test, with never another
curse to tell of his progress. Judith
left him and went into the courtyard.
where, in a moment, Carson came to
her.
You better tell me what's up" he
said sharply. 81 know something is.
That new guy that come in is darned
hard to keep. Just as quick as | grab
a shotgun an go to shooting pigeons
he moseys out to the corrals an starts
saddling his horse"
Don't let him gol'
Carson smiled a dry, mirthless smile.
"Rud ic looEiDO ont for hin, riOhf
now" he explained. Don't worry none
about his going before we say so. But
I want 10 know what the play is"
Judith told him. Carson shook his
head.
Think of that?" he muttered. "Vhy,
oughtn't to be let live two seconds.
Only" and he wrinkled his brows at
her, where does Poker Face come IN?
We amt got no call to suspicion he's
in on it."
f"You watch him, just the same, Car
o N. We know that somebody here
has been working against us. Some
one who turned Shorty loose. Maybe
it isn't Poker Face, and maybe it IS"
Gle plays a crib game like a sport
an a gentleman" muttered Carson.
"He beat me seven games out'n nine
last night" And, still with that puz-
zled frown in his eyes, he went to
watch Poker Face and the new man.
To have one of the men for whom he
was responsible suspected hurt old
Carson soreIy. And Poker Face, the
with whom he delighted to play a
game of cards-it was almost as
though Carson himself had come under
suspicion.
You're going to stick around just a
while, stranger" Bud Lee was
quietly to a shifty-eyed man in
the corral. Just why, l don't know.
orders, you know"
"Orders be ID" snarled the new
Il go where I please and when
| please"
He set a foot to his stirrups. A lean,
muscular hand fell lightly upon his
shoulder and he was jerked back
promptly. Lee smiled at him. And
the shifty-eyed a though he pro-
tested sharply, remained where he
was.
A thin, satuTnine man whose lips
never seemed to move. a mar with
d~ead-looking eyes into which no light
Of emotion ever came, watched them
expr~essionlessly from where he stood
with Carson. 1t was Poker Face.
no" Poker Face answered, to a
sharp question from the persistent
Carson.
Sure, are you?"
"YeS."
At last word came from Judith. Car
son and Lee were to bring both of the
suspected men to the house. Doc
rripp, wiping his hands on a towel,
lis sleeves up, bestowed upon the two
IF them a look Of unutterable con-
.empt and hatred.
'You Iow-lived s%kunks!" was his
erecting to them.
Easy, Doc continued Judith from
Ter desk. ''That won't get us any
where. Who are your she demanded
# the mar standing at Lees side.
"Me?' demanded the man with an
assumption of jauntiness. I'm Don
ey, Dick DonIey, that's who amp
when did you get here?"
"'Bout an hour ago."
"What did you come for?'
"Lookin' for a job"
did Carson say he hadn't anything
or yOu?"
mo, he didn't. You're askin' a lot
( questions, If you want to know" he
dded with new surliness.
'Then why are you going in such a
urry? Don't you like to see anyone
boot %pigeons?"
Donley stared back at her insolently.
Because | didn't fall for the
he retorted bluntly. "An'. If
want to know, because I didn't
anker for the job when | found out
'ho was runnin' It,"
Meaning me? A girl? That it"
you guessed it." !
who told you | was running the I
she demanded suddenly, her !
yes hard on his. You must have {
,und that out pretty soon Who told Y