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Now and then a man would fall out of the line muttering wrathfully. "They're taking mighty good care not to let any of Scannell's friends get in," a man behind Benito confided. "The Sheriff's sent a dozen 'plants' this morning but Bluxome weeds them out unfailingly." After a time Benito found himself at the wicket, gazing into Isaac Bluxome's shrewd eyes.

His first intimation of trouble was the hearing of the resonant tramp of feet outside. His second was when Sheriff Scannell stood before him with the Vigilantes' note in his hand. Casey took one glance at Scannell's face. "You aren't going to betray me?" he cried. "You aren't going to give me up?"

Scannell's hand fell on the other's shoulder. "I've only thirty men; they're a hundred to one. They've a cannon." They looked at one another. Casey closed his fists and straightened slightly. "Give me a case-knife, Dave," he pleaded. "I'll not let them take me. I'll " Silently, Scannell drew from his boot a knife in a leather sheath. Casey grasped it, feverishly, concealing it beneath his vest.

They've bought all the arms in town except a few that Sheriff Scannell seized in the militia armories. Scannell's sent out a hurry call for deputies " "But," broke in the Governor, incredulously, "you say Coleman's doing this. I can't believe it. Coleman's a good man, a quiet fellow. He's my friend. I'll go to him at once." He rose, but Garrison, the politic, raised his hand. "Let him come to you.

He poured a liberal potion from a bottle standing on the table. Casey drained the glass, his eyes never leaving Scannell's. "Now," resumed the Sheriff, "listen, boy, and take it cool. At first Casey made no reply. One might have thought he had not heard, save for the widening of his eyes. "You you'll not let them take me, Dave?" he said, after a silence. "You'll fight?"