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"Were you calling me, missie?" he jeered. "Let me out," she demanded. "When my brothers find me " "If they find you," he corrected with a hiccough. "They'll find me. By this time everybody in Huerfano Park is searching for me. Before night half of Battle Butte will be in the saddle. Well, when they find me, do you think you won't be punished for this?" "For what?" demanded the man. "You fell in.
In all probability, the central route of the three would be the one followed leading from the Arkansas up the Huerfano river, and through "Robideau's Pass," or that of the "Sangre de Cristo." Either of these conducts into the valley of the Rio del Norte; thence by the famed "Coochetopa," or "gate of the buffaloes," on the head waters of the Western Colorado.
On account of her young Rutherford had given him the beating of his life and Hal had driven him from Huerfano Park. First and last she was the rock upon which his fortunes had split. Now chance had delivered her into his hands. What should he do with her? How could he safely make the most of the opportunity?
But the guide had ascertained that both gold-diggers and dragoons disgusted with their saintly compagnons du voyage had separated from them; and, having gone far ahead, in all probability knew nothing of the sanguinary scene that had been enacted in the valley of the Huerfano! We resolved to pass the night on the ground of the deserted encampment.
Rutherford looked at the prisoner, a lean, hard-bitten Westerner with muscles like steel ropes and eyes unblinking as a New Mexico sun. His engaging recklessness had long since won the liking of the leader of the Huerfano Park outlaws. "Don't bank on that golden egg business, Dave," advised Rutherford. "If you tempt the boys enough, they're liable to forget it.
Rutherford Answers Questions Beulah Rutherford took back with her to Huerfano Park an almost intolerable resentment against the conditions of her life. She had the family capacity for sullen silence, and for weeks a kind of despairing rage simmered in her heart.
So far as was known, Brad Charlton had seen her last. He had met her just above the Laguna Sinks, had talked with her, and had left the young woman headed toward the mountains. The word had reached Battle Butte through Slim Sanders, who had been sent down from Huerfano Park for help.
"But they'll be on our trail as soon as they know we've gone. They'll force Miss Rutherford to tell which way we came." Dingwell grinned. "Son, did you ever look into that girl's eyes? They look right at you, straight and unafraid. The Huerfano Park outfit will have a real merry time getting her to tell anything she doesn't want to. When she gets her neck bowed, I'll bet she's some sot.
It might be the end of Dave if they lifted a finger. But you're not known to the Rutherfords. You slip in over Wagon Wheel Gap to Huerfano Park, pick up what you can, and come out to Battle Butte with your news." "You mean spy on them?" "Of coorse." "But what if they suspected me?" "Then your heirs at law would collect the insurance," Ryan told him composedly.
It had passed the meridian by the time they were among the summits where they could look back upon rounded hills numberless as the billows of a sea. Deeper and always deeper they plunged into the maze of cañons which gashed into the saddles between the peaks. Blue-tinted dusk was enveloping the hills as they dropped down through a wooded ravine into Huerfano Park.
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