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Updated: June 8, 2025
He walked his horse down the street past the jail and the resort and almost to the end of the line of buildings where he arrived before the small, one-story, two-room structure which was Sautee's office and abode. The place was dark. Rathburn dismounted and led his horse into the dark shadow at the side of the little building.
"What's that?" asked the man beside him. But Sautee's answer was drowned in the roar of the motor as he sped up the road toward the hogback and the mine. When Rathburn rode away from Sautee's quarters he galloped up the street straight for the road which led west out of town.
He waited a moment until he saw that his instructions were being carried out, then he leaped again to the doorway of the powder house. Sautee's face was livid, and his teeth were chattering. Rathburn took a match from his shirt pocket. "Stop!" screamed Sautee. "I'll talk. You were right. It was a frame-up. I'll tell everything everything!"
Maybe he thinks he was double crossed or something." Sautee's features were working in a spasm of fear and worry. Suddenly he turned on Rathburn. "Why don't you get away?" he asked in eager pleading. "That trail will take you out of the mountains and down into the desert country. You're from the desert, aren't you? You can make it. You've made a good haul. Go!
"I take it you're not deaf," snapped out Rathburn. "Maybe you don't know it, Sautee, but so help me, you're takin' a chance by acting like you didn't get me." Sautee's thin face was twitching in a spasm of commingled rage and fear. "The Coyote!" he breathed. "Who told you that?" demanded Rathburn on the instant. Sautee gripped the sides of his chair, and his face went a shade more pallid.
Now, when I find that the package you gave to me was full of blank paper, you can say that I framed the holdup story and changed the money for paper in the bargain." Sautee's eyes were glowing. "An' you'll have to beat it, after all," he jeered. "So it would seem," mused Rathburn.
Sautee ran to his office and got out his small car. He stopped at the Red Feather and took one of the men from the mine with him. He stopped again when he reached the Carlisle cabin, pounded on the doors, and looked in the windows. But the place was deserted, and Sautee's features were wreathed in perplexity as he went back to his car. "That's queer," he said as he climbed into his seat.
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