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"Honey," replied Riley Sinclair with provoking calm, "you sure put up a tidy bluff. Maybe you'd tell a judge that you knowed all these gents behind their masks, but they wouldn't be no way you could prove it!" A stir behind him was ample assurance that this simple point had escaped the cowpunchers. All the soul of the girl stood up in her eyes and hated Riley Sinclair, and again he was pleased.
"We followed him as far as the road," one of them reported. "He had a motor cycle there and got away from us." "We'll get him later, never fear," said Sergeant Riley, grimly. "Meanwhile that crazy man, Donovan, is in the house here trying to rescue some one of them German plotters that showed his face at the window." The recipients of this piece of news gasped.
Sheriff, and obliged for your courtesy," said Billy Brackett, politely. "Now if you will do me the favor to read the names mentioned in your warrant, I shall have nothing further to request." "William Gresham, alias Gilder, et al.," replied Mr. Riley. "Good.
"If the matter is so pressing, you will prefer that we visit the delegation tonight," said Riley, in a voice which had nothing mocking in it to an unaccustomed ear. "Oh, tonight, by all means! I haven't got any time to fool around. I want their promise before I go to bed I ain't the talking kind, I'm the DOING kind!" "Yes ... you've come to the right place for that. When did you arrive?"
Down in the kitchen they demanded a loaf of bread and some coffee from the Chinese cook, and then the seven dealers of justice took horse and turned into the silence of the long mountain trail. The sunrise had picked those mountains out of the night, directly above Sour Creek. Riley Sinclair regarded them with a longing eye. That was his country.
"Wouldn't it be grand to have you storm the castle and carry me off!" Patricia was quite taken by the idea. "Anyhow, next to Alice, you love me best, don't you, Sir Launcelot?" "I certainly do," Allen said, truthfully. "Now, you'll go home with Riley and wait to see what happens, won't you?" "All right," the child said, entirely satisfied. "Gee, but I wish Mr. Covington would hurry up!"
"Amigo de los prisoneros!" By the time the second explanation had left his lips Dave had bounded forward, struck aside the rifle, and had gripped the sentry by the throat, bearing him to the ground. A blow from one of the young ensign's fists, and the fellow lay still. Espying trouble from the rear, Coxswain Riley started his men on a swift run toward the spot.
Ask him, with my compliments to approach as noiselessly as possible, for I expect to make a surprise 'bag' here." Riley glanced at his officer in swift astonishment, but he saw that Darrin was speaking seriously, so he saluted and departed at a run. Shortly Riley was back. "Lieutenant Trent is coming, sir," whispered the coxswain. "There he is, turning the corner now."
Later, when he was kidnapped, I was obliged to swear another oath, on the memory of our dead parents, and my love for my brother, that I wouldn't betray Cheffinsky and his comrades. Now it's different. They have betrayed me. Stephen is dead. Such a girl as Clo Riley wouldn't have sent this message unless she knew for certain.
George Jones said: "As far as I am concerned, I think I can make the trip alone, for I can see an Indian just as far as he can see me, and just as quick, and I am perfectly willing to take the chances." "And how with you, Riley?" I asked. He replied: "I will go if I can get permission." At seven o'clock, sharp, all hands met at my tent.
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