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He believed that the murder was committed by a woman; simply because a woman must have helped to ransack the rooms during Cassavetti's absence." "How did he know that?" "How did you know it?" he counter-queried. "Because he told me at the time that a woman had been in the rooms, but he wouldn't say any more, except that she was red-haired, or fair-haired, and well dressed.
"Do you boys know anything about Tag Mosher?" demanded the same speaker. "Son of Bill Mosher?" Dick counter-queried. "The same. Know anything about him?" "Nothing, except that he bothered us a good deal when we were first camped here," Prescott replied. "Do you know him by sight, then?" "We all do." "When was Tag here last?" pressed the officer. "About three days ago," Dick answered.
Then she waited with her eyes gazing into his. Slumberous green depths, slowly lighting, they seemed to Lane. Her presence thus, her brazen challenge, affected him powerfully, but he had no thrill. "Aren't you going to kiss me?" she asked. "Helen, why didn't you write me you had broken our engagement?" he counter-queried. The question disconcerted her somewhat.
"Why should I have any other reason? And why isn't being hungry a good enough reason?" counter-queried the prowler. "It has struck me," smiled Dick, "that perhaps you don't want us in these woods, anyway." "I don't just hanker after your company," admitted the stranger, with gruff candor. "Are we bothering you any here?" "No matter," came the sullen retort.
"Do you expect to move on at all to-day?" Dave asked of Dick. "It wouldn't be really wise, would it?" Dick counter-queried. "Our tent and shelter flap are pretty wet to take down and fold away in a wagon. We'd find it wet going, too. Hadn't we better stay here until to-morrow, and then break camp with our tent properly dry?"
"Don't you know I write for the unborn?" he counter-queried. "But they don't read you yet," I said, trying to smile. "My dear fellow! Why, I'm the best-read man in Ante-land. The unborn swear by me! My publishers, Fore and Futurus, are simply rolling in promissory notes." "You've become a Theosophist!"
"Why should you need to escape, if you are honest men, engaged in honest business?" demanded the sergeant, eyeing Reade keenly. "Why, it isn't a felony to try to get out of Mexico, is it?" Tom counter-queried. "That depends," said the sergeant. "It depends, for instance, on why you are leaving." "We're leaving because we want to," Tom informed him.
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