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Updated: June 26, 2025
They were heading in a direct line across the level just beyond the end of the arroyo where Waring was concealed. He could not see them, but as usual he watched Dex's ears. The horse would be aware of their nearness without seeing them. And Waring dared not risk the chance of discovery. They must have learned that he was following them, for they had ridden hard these past few days.
But I rode part way with his deputy. He's due here some time to-day." "That bein' the case," said Lorry, swinging to the saddle, "I reckon I'll hunt up Bud Shoop. Thanks for my horse. Mebby I'll be back in this town in two, three days." And he was gone. Waring dropped Dex's reins. "Got a minute to spare, Torrance?" "Yes, indeed. You're looking well, Jim." In the office they shook hands again.
Waring took the morral of grain from the saddle, and, slipping Dex's bridle, adjusted it. The rugged, lean face of the collector beamed. "I wondered if you thought as much of 'em as you used to. I aimed to see if I could make you forget to feed that cayuse." "How about those goats in your own corral?" laughed Waring. "Kind of a complimentary cuss, ain't he?" queried Pat, turning to his assistant.
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