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"Yep, I'd gone to the Bend, damitall, and it shore seems like I'd stayed there too long. Didn't you ever guess McFluke's wheel wasn't straight?" "Aw, it was so straight. Mac wouldn't cheat nobody. Yo're yo're mistaken, Racey." "I am, huh? Likell I'm mistaken. I know what I'm talking about. I tell you flat, McFluke is so crooked he could swallow a nail and spit out a corkscrew.
"You heard him tell the coroner how he fired and missed, didn't you?" "Oh, I heard, I heard," Racey answered. "No harm in asking again, is there? Can't be too shore about these here killin's, can you? Mac, which door did the stranger run through the one into the back room or the one leadin' outdoors?" "Why, the one leadin' outdoors, of course." McFluke's surprise at the question was evident.
It's a cinch the stranger, not being twins, didn't use both the door and the window. Yo're shore he run out the door, Mac?" "Shore I am. I seen him, I tell you." But McFluke's tone rang flat. "Punch," said the sheriff to Thompson who, in company with everyone else in the room had crowded round the sheriff and the prisoner, "Punch, how did the stranger who shot Dale leave the room?"
This gent is only laying down the law to Mac. And here you have to get serious right away. See how easy Mac takes it. He ain't doing a thing, not a thing. Good as gold, Mac is. Can't you see how a killing thisaway, and a fellah like Morgan, too, would maybe put a crimp in this place for good? Have some sense, man. We need McFluke's."
Racey, transferring the gun-muzzle to the small of McFluke's back, stooped swiftly, drew out McFluke's knife and tossed it through a window. "You won't be needing that again," said Racey Dawson. "Help yoreself, Kansas." Which the deputy promptly proceeded to do by snapping a pair of handcuffs round the thick McFluke wrists. "Whatell you trying to do?" bawled McFluke in a rage.
Racey began to assist the now-crumpling Mr. Dale toward the house. "What's this about Luke Tweezy?" prodded Racey. "Did you see him to-day?" "Shore I seen him to-day," burbled the drunken one. "He left me at McFluke's after buyin' me the bottle and asked me to stay there till he got back. But I got tired waitin'. So I come along. I hic come along."
There was no answering smile on Rod's features as he looked up at Racey Dawson. "Racey," said he, laying a hand on the horse's mane, "have you been to McFluke's lately?" "I ain't," replied Racey, his smile fading out. "Then keep on stayin' away." "As bad as that?" "As bad as that." "McFluke been talking?" was Racey's next question.
It will all come out right. Shore it will. Can't help it." "But tell me how what you know," she demanded. "I haven't time now, unless you're coming with me to see Chuck." "I can't now." "Then you ask Chuck later. I'll tell him all about it. You ask him. So long." Racey hurried out and caught up his own horse. He swung into the saddle and spurred away down stream. McFLUKE'S
"Jake," said Racey, "s'pose now you ask Punch Thompson what the stranger was doing when he cut down on him." The sheriff regarded Racey with his keen gray gaze. Then he faced about and singled out Thompson from a conversational group across the room. "Punch," he called, and then put Racey's question in his own words. "What was he doin'?" said Thompson, heedless of McFluke's agonized expression.
And that was where Tweezy come in. He was to get the old man to McFluke's, and with the help of Peaches Austin cheat Dale out of the ranch." "That's a damn lie!" cried Tweezy.
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