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Updated: May 15, 2025
If he continued to find projections such as he had found thus far, there was no reason why he should not reach the level ground above in safety. As an evidence of how fate sometimes plays fast and loose with us, it is certain that Hank Hazletine entered the cavern while his young friend was climbing the wall overhead, without either dreaming of the actual situation.
Hank Hazletine was keener mentally than most of his friends suspected. He had more acumen than even Bill Tozer suspected. A great light flashed upon the cowman, and the questions and answers which fell from his lips during the next few minutes were intended to hide his real purpose. "What do you mean by treating Motoza right? If he was treated right he'd be kicking the air this very minute."
Hazletine listened with an expression of amused contempt on his bearded face. "You'll git over that afore you've been here long. I think I know who he was. Tell me how he looked." Jack was able to give a good description of his visitor, and before it was finished the guide nodded his head several times. "It was him, Motoza, one of the worst scamps west of the Mississippi."
Advancing with the care and stealth of a trained Indian scout, Hazletine remained but a short time near the break in the canyon, for suspecting, as did Jack Dudley, that it was in that neighborhood the key to the situation was to be found, he was exposing himself to discovery. He climbed the same ascent, leaped the canyon, and ensconced himself on the further side.
If he agrees to give me my liberty, it will be just like him to kill me as soon as he gets the money which father will gladly pay for my safety." It will be seen that the trend of Fred's thoughts was similar to those of Hank Hazletine, when considering the same matter.
It looked as if Hank Hazletine, with all his subtlety and woodcraft, had failed to do that which came of itself to Jack Dudley.
He grew so anxious as the interval decreased that he trembled, and it was hard to fight off an attack of what is called "buck fever," and which is fatal to the best hunter; but by and by his nerves settled, and he became as cool and self-possessed as Hank Hazletine himself would have been under the circumstances.
He was approaching delicate ground and needed all his finesse. "That's fair on your part, and is more than he ought to expect, but I've a suspicion it isn't what he means." "Do you know what he means, Bill?" "No; he hasn't told me a word, but I think I can guess it." "Wal, then, guess." "Remember it's only a guess, and I may be away off." Hazletine nodded his head. "I'm listening."
In the interview which has just been recorded the visitor believed he had outwitted the guide at every step, and yet exactly the reverse was the fact. Hank Hazletine had pretended a stupidity which was not real.
I never saw anything so beautiful." "You ought to have called me to share the pleasure with you." "I have no doubt it was time to do so, but I knew you preferred to sleep rather than look upon Niagara Falls or the Yellowstone." "If so, I am not the only younker, as Hazletine says, who has such a preference. That reminds me, Jack, that it's mighty lucky we are not vegetarians." "Why?"
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