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Mannix laughed harshly. "You're clever, Sautee; there's no getting away from how clever you are. Now you want me to go chasing up to the hogback to head him off. Well, I'm tellin' you that I don't know where he's gone, an' I ain't starting out after him at any two o'clock in the morning. If you'd have kept your nose out of this he'd still be all safe an' quiet in jail.
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!"
Two thousand dollars will be paid for the capture of the bandits who are responsible for the robberies of Dixie Mine messengers in the last few months. DIXIE MILLING & MINING CO., George Sautee, Manager. Rathburn now knew exactly what Carlisle had meant when he had referred to the Dixie pay-roll taking wings. He had, however, suspected it. The holdup of the truck driver also was explained.
If such was the case, Rathburn reflected, how did it come that Sautee had been able to effect his release so easily? He stopped as he drew alongside of the deputy. "This man Sautee," he drawled, looking Mannix square in the eye; "he must have a good drag with the county seat, eh?" The deputy's scowl deepened. "He didn't get you out by word of mouth alone," he said sharply.
I'm banking on your ability to get through, and I think the proposition will appeal to you in a sporting way if for no other reason. Will you do it?" Sautee's eyes were eager. "Yes," said Rathburn shortly, tossing away his cigarette. Sautee held out his hand. "Go to the hotel and engage a room," he instructed. "Be in your room at nine o'clock to-night. Do not tell any one of our deal.
"Then I didn't have the ah nerve, under the circumstances, to come to you with the news. At that, I thought he might go through with it." Mannix swore softly. "Giving a pay-roll messenger's job to a man who's got a price on his head a mile long!" he exclaimed savagely. "Why didn't Carlisle come to me?" Sautee shrugged. "I'm not responsible for Carlisle.
I expect that shortly after this gets into the proper hands Sautee will be in jail, and he will be handy to tell you this is all O. K. Mannix took up the reward notice, put it with the note, and jammed the two pieces of paper into an obscure pigeonhole in his desk. "Filed!" he said aloud.
It looks to me as if the finishing of this play is all up to you." "Oh, no, it isn't," said Sautee confidently. "You'll be most mighty glad to take out after him." "Suppose you wait an' see how quick I start," Mannix retorted angrily. "What's the matter? Didn't he carry out your orders? I suppose you gave him a bundle of money to make off with. Sautee, I believe you're a fool!"
"There's twenty-odd thousand dollars in my right-hand coat pocket. Now I wonder what you've got in yours. It don't stand to reason you'd start out this time without a gun. Stand up!" Sautee rose. His face was ashen. He held his hands high as Rathburn pressed his weapon against his chest and relieved him of the automatic which he carried. Rathburn felt his other pockets and then smiled agreeably.
When he reached the rear of the few buildings which formed the mining village, catering to the wants of the Dixie Queen workers, Rathburn edged along to the lower end where he left his horse in the shadow of a building directly across from the one which Sautee and his companion had entered, and in the windows of which a light now shone. He stole across the street.
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