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"Warfield, he's the man I want," Swan confided. "It's for more than killing these men. It goes into politics, Loney, and it goes deep. He's bad for the government. Getting Warfield for having men killed is getting Warfield without telling secrets of politics. Warfield, he's a smart man, by golly. He knows some one is after him in politics, but he don't know some one is after him at home.

I was bringing it over to you. My name's Morgan. I'm the man that found you and took you in to the ranch." "Oh." Lorraine looked at him steadily. "You're the one they call Loney?" "When they're feeling good toward me. I'm Lone Morgan. I went back to find your grip you said you left it under a bush, but the world's plumb full of bushes. I found your purse, though." "Thank you so much.

He was keeping hid from the trail I think because Raine was riding along, this morning, and he's following. The tracks are that old." "They said they had trailed Raine this far, coming from the Sawtooth," Lone told him worriedly. "What do you think Al would want " "Don't she see him shoot Fred Thurman? By golly, I'm scared for that girl, Loney!" Lone stared at him. "He wouldn't dare!"

'I have some breathing space; he's not going back to Paris, unless he was lying. I'll let the spring come! Though how the spring could serve him, save by adding to his ache, he could not tell. And gazing down into the street, where figures were passing from pool to pool of the light from the high lamps, he thought: 'Nothing seems any good nothing seems worth while. I'm loney that's the trouble.

Nicholas Loney estimates the export of goods woven from the fiber of the piña, from Iloilo, and the neighboring provinces, at about one million dollars annually. The harbor is excellent, being completely protected by an island which lies immediately before it; and at high tide there is about twelve feet of water close in shore for vessels to lie in.

The opening of this port proved so advantageous that I intended to have given a few interesting details of its trade in a separate chapter, chiefly gathered from the verbal and written remarks of the English Vice-Consul, the late Mr. N. Loney, and from other consular reports.

Lone muttered cautiously when he saw Swan's shadow move close to his own. "By golly, it's something funny about it. You stick with them, Loney, and find out. I'm taking Al's trail with Yack. You fix it." And he added whimsically, "Not so much tobacco, Lone. I don't eat it or smoke it ever in my life."

Lone muttered cautiously when he saw Swan's shadow move close to his own. "By golly, it's something funny about it. You stick with them, Loney, and find out. I'm taking Al's trail with Yack. You fix it." And he added whimsically, "Not so much tobacco, Lone. I don't eat it or smoke it ever in my life."

"Loney, take a damn Swede and give him something he believes, and you could pull his teeth before you pull that notion from his thick head. You acted funny, that day Fred Thurman was killed, and you gave yourself away at the stable when I showed you that saddle. So I think you're the killer, and I keep on thinking that, and I've been trying to catch you with evidence. I'm a Swede, all right!

"Warfield, he's the man I want," Swan confided. "It's for more than killing these men. It goes into politics, Loney, and it goes deep. He's bad for the government. Getting Warfield for having men killed is getting Warfield without telling secrets of politics. Warfield, he's a smart man, by golly. He knows some one is after him in politics, but he don't know some one is after him at home.