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Among the customers at the store were a half a dozen old Revolutionary pensioners, who were permitted to buy on credit, leaving their pension papers as security. One of these pensioners was a romancing old fellow named Bevans more commonly known as "Uncle Bibbins."
I glanced at Piegan and Bevans. The one looked on with grim repression, the other with blanched face. And suddenly Hicks jerked up his knees and heaved himself bodily aside with a scream of fear. "Put it out! Put it out!" he cried. "I'll tell you. For God's sake anything but the fire!" "Be quick, then," MacRae muttered, "before I move you back."
We can't win out that way, against this combination. If we can't dodge and outrun them we'll have to take our medicine. Down the coulée is our only chance. There's only Bevans to stop us; and it won't really matter if we do put his light out be one thief less at the finish." Bevans, however, made no demonstration.
"The gentleman called her mother." "Oh! You did not hear their name, I suppose?" "No. There was a big B on their traveling bag." "B B ?" said Lady Caroline, thoughtfully. "I don't know any one in this neighborhood whose name begins with B, except the Bevans. They must have been merely passing through; and yet the young man's face seemed familiar to me." Janetta shook her head.
Progressing in this manner we finally reached the breaks that ran down to Lost River, not a great distance from where MacRae and I had kicked over the traces of legally constituted authority the previous day. Here we had to dodge over a stretch of ground barren of concealment, and to do so waited till such time as Hicks and Bevans were themselves in the depths of a coulée.
At first I couldn't distinguish any particular face among so many shifting forms, but presently they split in two bodies, and these again subdivided; and in the bunch coming toward us I recognized three men, Lessard, unmistakable in his black uniform, Hicks, and Bevans. I turned the glasses over to MacRae then.
March did not know whether Fulkerson was joking or not. He suggested, "Perhaps they'll think it's an old thing if they do see it." "Well, get somebody else, then; or else get Maxwell to write under an assumed name. Or I forgot! He'll be anonymous under our system, anyway. Now there ain't a more popular racket for us to work in that first number than a good, swinging attack on Bevans.
As it was, we reached the gentleman in the same moment that he made a heroic effort to lay hold of the carbine which had luckily for us fallen beyond the length of his arm. "Yuh lay down there an' be good!" Piegan, out of the fullness of his heart, emphasized his command with the toe of his boot. "Where's that girl, yuh swine?" "Go to hell!" Bevans snarled.
The pack-horses, with no riders at their heels to guide them, had tangled each other in the connecting-rope and stopped. Hicks was gone, and likely to keep going. So we turned our attention to Gregory and Bevans.
Gregory was dead as the proverbial door-nail, but Bevans, on investigation, proved to be very much alive so much so that if he had not been partly stunned by the fall, and thereafter pinned to the ground by a thousand-pound horse, he would have potted one or two of us with a good heart.
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