New Britain herald., 1924-08-29
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Wreck takes i've gallons from q passing car,
 Later Charlie Meswesn, foreman Of a ranch along the route, hides the Wreek's ear, takes on a wheel and forces Sally to act as ranch cook. Then they discover that AT, Underwood. the owner of the ranch, was in the car which they held up, Sheriff Rob Wells. sally's hanes. Is unNittingly searching the country eide for the bandits" who held up Underwood, After several failures Sally and the Wreck finally succeed in making an escape in their own car. Now they come to rutty trail which turns 10 the left,
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 "shall we try it?" she yawned,
 Get in,"
 He turned the fiiyVer at a sharp angle and they left the main road. Teh new route began climbing a rise immediately. then dipped into a gulch. The Wreck found himself forced to drive with care. for there wecr sharp turns every few yards,
 There are lots of these old roads in this part of the country" com mented Sally. Most of them lead 10 mines that never banned out" After some ten minutes Of slow, but thrilling travel, she suggested a halt.
 The Wreck stopped the car. The abrupt sileneing of the motor left them in a stiffness that was fairly startling. The place was dark. too. for there was heavy growth or trees all about them and the spread ing light in the eastern sky did not reach them. As they sat for min ute trying to get the feel of their environment, sally's hand crept over and sought the Wreck's arm. She was ont nervous. exactly. but the touch of him treasured her.
 Then her fingers clutched him with sudden fierceness. and she could feel his muscles tense under the grip.
 Did you hear that?" she whis- pered.
 He had heard. It was the soft neigh of horse.
 She sprang to her feet. steadying herself against his shoulder, and her eyes began searching in the gloom. An instant later she bent her head.
 "There's a little fire off through the trees-to the right" she said, in a low voice. we have run into somebody's camp"
 "T.et's go." said the Wreck.
 He was climbing out to crank the motor, when she clutched him again.
 "wait! I can hear somebody coming. You'll never be able to turn around in this place."
 He, too. could hear footsteps off in the brush. Reaching forward to the dash, he switched off the lights.
 "Turn them on" commanded Sal ly "we're caught anyhow, and I'm not going to be bounced on in the dark"
 He turned the lights on again. and they waited. The footsteps were cautious, but they were still approaching.
 "Put the gun away" she whis- pered. as she saw him fumbling with it. 'Tt's not loaded and you'll only get us into trouble. You can't run that kind of a bluff on Bob Wells, anyhow"
 "who?"
 Who else? Why, it's almost cer- tain. Oh, of all the luck! We've run plumb into him! You let me do the talking, Henry Williams"
 The footsteps were nearer.
 CHAPTER XIX
 Captured
 Just as sally's fingers were dig ging into his arm until he was ready to growl protest, a voice came from the bushes beside the car: "You better get 'em right up in the air--quick." Sally raised her hands promptly, and the Wreck followed suit, after she commanded him. Into the back glare of the head lights stepped man who carried a rifle that looked ready for work.
 "One of 'em's woman," he called, evidently addressing some- body behind him.
 There was no answer from the rear. It seemed that the matter of conversation had been left wholly in his hands.
 wen take the pedigree" said the man with the rife. Any rela- ton to the sheriff?"
 "Plenty of relation" said Sally, promptly. we want to see him."
 There was a chuckle by way of answer.
 Sure you're lookin' for the sheriff? 2" he inquired. T kind of figure he's asleep and don't want to be disturbed"
 Sally. I'm going to step right out of this car, and if you start any thing with that gun you'll wish you'd never been born" The Wreck followed her, and they stood beside the flivver, with 8 rifle muzzle not more than a yard dis tant from them.
 "I'll talk to Bob Wells and nobody else" declared Sally, firmly.
 Are you speakin' serious?" 'I certainly am. And I'd advise you not to argue about it."
 He muttered something that she could not hear, yet it conveyed the idea that his mind was in doubt The Wreck remained passive during the colloquy. He did not need Sally's caution. Whatever might be required of him, he felt that the time was not yet Besides. he was sure that Sally had the right idea. There was no need for dealing with subordinates when Bob Wells was on the ground. He was quite will