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Had not Lennon been wearing moccasins, he must have been caught. As it was, he glided back through the many rooms, undetected. Farley had crept into his own room. His absence gave Lennon opportunity to calm Elsie's fears and comfort her with the promise that he would save her from both Slade and Cochise. The tread of heavy boots sent her scurrying out of the living room.
Within the hour a group of Apaches came riding up the nearest gorge, and at their head General Howard saw one whose sinister face conformed to the description which Jeffords had given him. The warrior was carrying a lance. And behind him rode the war-chief. Cochise dismounted and entered his lodge. After the Mexican fashion he kissed Jeffords on both cheeks embracing him warmly. Then
The writer has given that story in detail elsewhere, but it is worth mentioning here that it took Cochise and Mangus Colorado and their five hundred warriors three long days to kill off the Free Thompson party whose members managed to take more than one hundred and fifty Apaches along with them when they left this life.
Maybe you know, Cochise, it's sometimes a sign of bad luck to look back or drop off your horse." The two Indians wheeled their ponies and loped after the others. Cochise did not look back. Lennon sprang from his pony and steadied his rifle across the saddle. Carmena drew in a deep breath. "That's right," she approved. "Keep him covered. Shoot if he turns but not Pete."
Carmena raised her voice in cheerful greeting: "How, boys! Bueno amigo, Pete. Howdy, Cochise. Fine day. Hope the pie was good. Shake with Jack, our new partner." The Apache leader wiped the pie juice from his short, small hands upon his leather chaps, and replied with a show of geniality: "Howdy. Fine day. Glad to meet new pard. Shake." Lennon offered his left hand.
The Navaho had drawn rein to tail in behind the pony of his leader. He thrust a hand overhead in a swift sign gesture. "You see, Jack. I knew we could count on Pete. The boy thinks a good deal of me. He was ready to shoot Cochise in the back." "But you!" exclaimed Lennon. "That was ripping the way you what d'you say? got the drop on Cochise. My right hand is still too weak for a knockout blow."
With much hemming and hawing, he then agreed that if the lost mine were rediscovered he would accept ten thousand dollars and rid Dead Hole of Cochise. "We might git up a company our own selves, Lennon, but we couldn't bring in any railroad to develop a copper mine," he repeated what Carmena had already remarked. "Take what you can git and be thankful, is my motto.
"He's new and he's white!" "Yes, but he and I are pards," Carmena reassured her. "Shake hands. He has come to help us." "To help us?" The young girl held out a timid hand. "You you won't side with Cochise? You won't let him take me?" "'Course he won't," put in Carmena. "Didn't I tell you we're pards? His name is Jack Lennon, and he's a real man."
But when he settled down that night to enjoy the torments of the man, he found that pleasure would not come to him; and during the long hours that followed, the groans of the slowly dying Mexican became a punishment to his savage captor, a punishment which endured for years afterward, for in his sleep Cochise sometimes heard those moanings when he was an old man, and hearing them sweated in agony of mind.
Carmena had begged for help to get him and Elsie out of the Hole. Lennon permitted his hand to linger in her gentle clasp. "It seems to be much better," he replied to her question. "That's good. Let's hope it will be all right before Slade gets back. You heard me bluff off Cochise with the partnership talk?" Farley was backing across the room, gray-faced and trembling like a very old man.
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