New Britain herald., 1924-09-05
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nervous aDout tnlS !' demanded the Wreck. Because you're wasting time, if you are. can just eat this" .#
 Sally eyed him with "a speculative look as he began running his fln- gers through the mane of the black horse. She had never seen the Wreck looking quite so buoyant. Presently she began to laugh.
 T wish Bob Wells could see you" she said.
 "Yes?" "Oh you needn't get belligerent. I'm laughing at Bob. He'd just die of modification. He'd either curl up and die or shoot you, I don't know which,"
 The Wreck shrugged and eased himself in the saddle. Then he be- gan laughing himself.
 Well, what do we do next. Sally?" Keep moving, I suppose"
 Which way?"
 It was getting to be a fine morn- ing as she swung about in her saddle and began studying the country.
 Then she led the way again, across meadow. The Wreck could not understand her. In her place, he would have wanted to get to Chi cago, even over the dead bodies of sheriffs and hold-up men, if neces- sary, do his buying and finish up what he started outto do. But here was person who did not seem to care whether she completed her er- rand or not. It struck him as pe- culiar.
 They broke into trot and he did not mind it in the least. What did he care if he fell off?
 Soon they were climbing hill- side, and when it became too steep for the horses, they dismounted.
 "Well leave them here" said Sally. Just throw the reins over his head and hen stand. I think we ought to go up to the top for a better look" CHAPTER XXI. The Wreck Surrcndcrs
 If is not the highest of the hills but it was bare at the top, so that it afforded them a panorama that boxed the compass.
 I'm sure that streak off to the north" said Sally, 'is. the main road"
 The Wreck nodded his agreement
 I've about made up my mind,' said Sally, ito go back to the Bar-M don't want you to think I'm 6 quitter. But I'm not sure that have any errands in Chicago. Not now, at any rate.'
 That's all right"
 Saddle sore?" she asked suddenly.
 "No!"
 q think if you could always ride the sheriff's horse. Henry, you'd overcome your prejudice-provided the sheriff happened to be wanting it."
 He grinned.
 The Wreck was glancing in the direction where he thought Pitts burgh lay when his eye was at- tracted by movement of something in the meadow below them.
 What's that?" he asked, pointing.
 Two horses, with riders" said Sally promptly And they're fol- lowing our trail"
 "I left the rife hanging on the saddle" he said, sheepishly.
 Let's hustle down and get it. Besides we want our own horses"
 Half running, half sliding, they started down the steep hillside.
 Keep behind the rocks and trees as much as you can," she advised.
 They lodged into cover wherever they could find 1t, working down. hill in a zigzag course toward the spot where they left the horses The horses were not in sight.
 I'm afraid they've drifted dowr toward the meadow" she said. Wha do you think we'd better do?"
 Keep going"
 But if they reach the horse, first"
 We've got to take chance Maybe it's nobody who'll bother us anyhow"
 She had misgivings on that score but followed him as he took tn, lead. A few minutes later when h, was several yards in advance, sht saw him stop abruptly and make | signal for caution. He pointed t an opening in the trees.
 Its yodr friend and somebod, else" he whispered.
 The Week was right. Bob Wells dismounted, had recovered his owl horse and was subjecting it to critical scrutiny. With him was l, man whom, Sally had never seen be fore.
 Out of luck again." she groaned
 "oh, they haven't got us yet" sal, the Wreck, confidently.
 But they will"
 Presently the sheriff began exam ming the ground and Sally pinche, the Wreck's arm.
 "There-he's looking up. Duck.
 There was a big boulder handy they stepped behind it and fatteneI themselves.
 "What'll we do?" asked Sally.
 We might work around to tn side" he suggested. ''But-they'r coming now"
 Up the steep slope they could SC the sheriff and his companion.
 Well, l guess this is the finish, she said grimly.
 ! Listen" whispered the Wrecl You stay here"