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The artist had already told the Ranger about the possible meeting of Mrs. Taine and Sibyl in his studio. "Hu-m-m," said the other. "Mrs. Taine left for the East at four o'clock, you know," said the artist. "Jim Rutlidge didn't go, you said." The Ranger spoke casually. Then, as if dismissing the matter, he continued, "You get some rest now, Aaron.
I mean after you got within two or three miles of the mouth of the canyon?" "No," replied the other. "Why?" "A man on a horse passed the Station about seven o'clock, going down. Where did the Doctor pass you?" "He didn't pass me." "What?" said the Ranger, sharply. "No one passed me after I left Fairlands." "Hu-m-m.
"Hu-m-m, gentlemen. This is something you'll have to straighten out. It doesn't seem to be in my line." And he handed the paper to Major Ludlum, chief quartermaster of the department, who in turn read it, his eyes filling with grave concern. "Recruits on No. 5 broke loose at Bluff Siding, drunk raiding the saloon. Can't get 'em on train again. Can guards or police be sent?"
Any one could drive Price's horses." The doctor smiled. "The young man confided to me that their names were 'Boyar' and 'Apache, I believe. They both lived up to the last one's name." "Well, I'll be Here, have a fresh cigar! I want to smoke on that. Hu-m-m! Did that young pirate drive those saddle-animals drive 'em from the station to this rancho Whew! I congratulate you, Doctor.
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