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You know, he claims that Elsie belongs to him." Lennon stared in amazement. "What! your sister that little pink and white blossom?" "But she's not really my sister. That's the pinch. Cochise brought her with him when he first came to the Hole, two years before Slade. He claimed he had found her over beyond Triple Butte.
An instant later the Navaho straightened up with his hand gripped about the snake's neck close behind the deadly triangular head. He gave no heed to its five-foot body writhing and coiling about his bare arm. Slade swung up into the path and looked from the new prisoner to Lennon with a glint in his pale eyes as malignant as the cold glare of the snake.
And they'll steal all his cattle." The girl winced and looked down. "No. You see Dad he is friends with all the Indians hereabouts. I'll be safe enough now, soon as Cochise cools off. It's only a question of you." "I see!" exclaimed Lennon. "You know the renegades. You would have been safe at the first. You have risked your own life just to save mine. I'll never forget that, Carmena."
The dark eyes of the girl flashed with a look of almost fierce intensity. "I'll call your bluff," she challenged. "We'll see if you're four-flushing. Dead Hole Dad's ranch is only a few miles southeast of Triple Butte, the mountain you're headed for. I know the short cut across the Basin. Want to come along?" "The Indians," protested Lennon. "No, do not misunderstand me, please.
You said a long time ago at Glenalla that you might one day bring yourself to tell it me, and I should rather like to know now. You see, Harry Feversham was my friend. I want you to tell me what happened that night at Lennon House to break off your engagement, to send him away an outcast." Ethne was silent for a while, and then she said gently: "I would rather not. It is all over and done with.
By hauling on the lines from ahead, the Indians dragged Lennon an inch at a time toward the snake. He heard the sharp ominous rattle, and twisted his head up out of the sand to face the danger. The snake had coiled in front of the first stake. Though its venomous head was drawn back, the long curved fangs of the gaping jaws were less than three feet before Lennon's eyes.
He fell asleep with his hand upon the butt of his revolver and the revolver under his body. He awoke at dawn to find his wrists lashed together. One of the Navahos stood on guard beside him. The revolver was gone. Slade and the others were already eating. No food was brought to Lennon.
Lennon sprang up, certain that the Apache who had been wounded in the kiva was pursuing her. In her flurry she appeared to heed nothing until almost upon the body of Cochise. But one glance at the ghostly whites of the Apache's upturned eyes sent her shrinking backward, stricken to horrified silence. Her wild stare fixed first upon Carmena and then shifted to Lennon.
Well, just let me tell you, sonny boy when I want a squaw I take her. As for that she-wildcat, she's going down to Cochise right now. What's more, you're going with her if you don't agree to write that mine report and shell out the whole twenty thousand." "You devil!" cried Lennon. "I'll give you all everything I possess to save the girls from you.
The Navaho wheeled his pony and raced away down cañon on the back trail. The basket cage of the lift swung out over the cliff brink. It began to lower. Regardless of hoof marks, Slade spurred his pony up the foot ledges. Lennon followed with the others. A glance at the trader's face had told him danger was toward. Lennon could think of but two explanations.
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