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Show LEIII FREE PRESS. LEHL UTAH I . PUZZLED 11 (nj ill s a C WIRE 0. APPlfTON CENTURY CO. it He stretched, turning his head, THE STORY THIS FAR and saw Bill Hollister on the witSummoned to the C C ranch In central ness bench up front. Across less Nevada, desert-t- t u Walt Candy is oo ha than 20 feet their eyes met. Faintly way to help his old range partner. Bill Hollister. Riding through unamiiiar country. Walt grinned. Hollister's dark stare Walt U stopped short by a girl ho holds a withrut in firing position- - She knouts him. tells fixed upon him, held, swept on out the slightest recognition. him that they mill meet again. Walt la allowed to ride on. Within a quarter of a mile For a deeply puzzled moment from his destination. Walt is stopped again. man Walt Gandy waited, and then he This time by a grotesque, 1 so Gandy, watching narrowly from his aisle seat, that the sheriff of Emigrant County was deliberately driving toward some predetermined Said Battle: "Now, Paul, point. where had you been, before three o'clock yesterday, and who had you seen?" Until now. Cash Cameron had who tells him the C C crew is in Emigrant, back against the wall, shadrested "Sweet said, Agnes!" the closest ton, for an inquest. Someone Walt looked up again toward Bill owed in the thick air and half hidhas been murdered. Riding to the inquest In Emigrant. Walt leaves his horse at the den by the erect form of Bill HolHollister. livery stable. His lank border partner sat on lister. His arms were folded across the bench placed against the room's a massive chest; his head was bent. left partition, and with him were He might have been dozing. CHAPTER III Continued five other figures who seemed to 2 Abruptly he straightened, and all Walt Gandy flipped the reins over be the main witnesses at this in- of this cattleman, who, had made himself powerful Sunspot's head. "Hay," he directed quest. One was the girl. briefly. "No grain." By what headlong riding, and by enough to be bitterly hated on the "Yes, sir," said the attendant. By what short cut she had reached Emigrant range, shifted into view. and angular. Age the limp gray hat, peaked up Mexi- here, he could only guess. Every He was can fashion, he knew this stranger range has its secret trails. While had stooped him a little. His hair was from near the border. His eyes he had gone on to the C C ranch, was white, long and unkempt. slid over the tanned poker face, following her direction and had Cash Cameron was smiling, an down the straight hard length of talked to the deformed man there, oddly gentle tolerance in deep blue body, back to the face. Somehow, she had beaten him into Emigrant eyes that had looked upon this same though he did not want to, he had by perhaps an hour. Why such rid- grim struggle for seventy years; as to look at that face and meet its ing? And what had she been doing if he had looked upon all this many dark, compelling gaze. Hastily he there at the spring? Those ques- times before, the deceit and meansaid again, "Yes, sir." tions would have to be answered. ness of men, understood it and "I'll be back," said Gandy. "Keep Even so early, hardly before arriv- blamed no one. But his face was him ready. Slip the cinch but leave ing in this country, he had stum- strong, unyielding, with a stubborn the saddle on." He stepped to the bled upon something. It came to mouth that moved sparingly under doorway and glanced along the Walt Gandy with a quickening beat a white mustache. street. of his blood that the easy living of He looked up at the cowboy. "It's Walt crossed the street, moved his past two years was done. all right, Paul," he said. "Tell them quickly on into the next block and As if drawn by the fixed intensity what you know." Then his blue gaze reached a press of men that over- of his gaze the girl lifted her head. dropped across the table to Sheriff flowed from the audience inside It was a slow wondering movement; Battle. "Seems to me, Ed," he ofGospel Hall. The Hall was a store she turned, and then her lips part- fered, "that you are almighty ribbed building with sales counters re- ed. She wet them with a quick dart up over the killing of a ranch cook. moved, and through the glass front of her tongue, the only visible sign You're sort of pushing this inquest, he could look upon the pack within. of some sudden emotion, whether aren't you?" A drifting haze of cigarette smoke of or dismay he could not Ed Battle bristled. "You're dang filled the room. There was nothing tell.surprise right I am!" definite to be made out over the The meeting of their eyes lasted "Sure you know what you're drivheads of those seated upon the gos- no more than an instant, yet made ing at?" the ranchman asked in his a benches. For time stood he pel a contact that to Walt Gandy was low quiet voice. shading his face with both hands, charged and electric. Next mo"You think I don't know what I'm "peering in, yet only vaguely saw ment she turned' her brown head at, Cameron?" Battle coundriving the principal figures up front and did not look at him again. tered. "Well, I do! And I'll state away where, behind a long table, the corThe coroner had just called a new oner was putting his questions. and a young, smooth-facewitness, He thrust farther in among the was standing now at the cowboy watchers at the doorway; asked as front of the room. There was no a ranchman turned to look at him, witness box. A long table had been "Inquest decided anything yet?" pushed out from the rear wall. BeThe man spat down between his hind it sat a thin person with a boot toes. "Nothin' to decide, mis- sour face who plainly wished to ter. Cash Cameron has got himself give his verdict and be done. But in a hole!" on his left, a big man with heavy Grim satisfaction rang in the jowls tipped his chair back against voice, and Walt Gandy shifted his the partition, scowled importantly gaze away, brown eyes narrowing. and rumbled questions in a voice What was this now? Cash Cameron that came from his stomach. He was in a hole. The fellow here was wore the badge of sheriff. The cowHe was less glad of it! boy looked scared. His mind flicked over what Bill than twenty, a likeable kid, ill at Hollister had written about Camer- ease before the hard glare of the on, the cattleman who had made law. himself king of this range not by the The sheriff aimed a thick finger old method of gunplay, but by the at him. "Now remember, Paul," power of the ready dollar. "Cash" he admonished, "where you are. was his byword and had become means jail. You tell the his name. He avoided credit as if it Perjury truth, exactly what you seen and might be something that crawled when. The law ain't you to and had rattles on its tail. Owed go against your boss,asking but the law no one; let no .one owe him. "Cash wants facts. You understand?" on the barrel-head,- " was his expres"Yes, sir." The boy's face redsion. "Cash, I'm offering." "How dened. Too many eyes were fomuch, for cash?" cused him. upon Banks and bankers he had no use "All then," the sheriff rumright, for. Where he kept his hoard was bled. go ahead." "Daggett, frequent matter of lonely camp-fir- e The coroner laid down a cigarette. No one knew; but He put his speculation. A stir on the far edge of the questions as a matter of he had it and many a small ranchhis thin face crowd turned him. routine, impatient. er, pinched for money, had sold cat"Your name is Paul Champion?" to Cameron because of tle and land "Yes, sir," said the boy. right here before this roomful, that dollars ready on the spot. Naturally "You work for Cash Cameron?" if what I know ain't brought out sold Cash and Cameron cheap, they "Yes, sir." now, I'll uncover proof of it myself took the profit. "How long?" hours!" within twenty-fou- r Cameron, Walt Gandy knew, was no, five years, ever since "Four, He his voters to turned toward Bill At least Holli- my dad died, and Cash, Mr. Camon the square. let that take effect. "A ranch cook ster had given him no reason to beeron took is a human, ain't he?" he asked lieve otherwise. Yet sooner or later "Never mind," Coroner Daggett the crowd. "And no human is goHis made enemies. a man like that cut in. "You were the one who ing to be killed in this county, even growth would stick in the craws of found the body?" on the C C, without somebody those who had been forced by cirsir." "Yes, scorching. Furthermore," he acto him. They cumstance to sell "Tell exactly when."' cused, "someone in this inquest is would hold on at the fringes of his "About . . ." lying like hell!" their increasing domain, cursing "ExactThe sheriff interrupted. Cameron was up onto his feet. own luck and hoping for a day when ly!" he warned, "Look here" his would break. Coroner Daggett faced along the "I don't mean you, Cash," said A stir on the far edge of the crowd to him. "See here, Battle," the sheriff table hastily. "You better sit turned him. A ranchman, with two he complained a little angrily, down and wait till I get through women in starched white dresses and a small boy, was pushing into "we've had all this. Let's finish." with this boy." The sheriff turned ponderously Cameron crouched back onto his the outer air from Gospel Hall. There was a shifting of men to and stared at the thin man. For a bench. Ed Battle hitched his chair take their places in the room. It moment the two county departments forward. "We'll get along quicker seemed a chance of forcing an en- traded scowling looks. Then Sher- if I question, and you answer yes trance. Walt stepped back and iff Battle said, "The law ain't satis- or no, Paul. We've had Cameron's fied." He again confronted the boy. story; we'll see if yours checks. walked around. He had to pass halfway across "Paul, you tell exactly what time Yesterday noon you were riding Pine Knob and met Cameron there, the street to skirt the overflow of you found Chino Drake!" "My watch," said the cowboy flat- huh?" men, and there in the open the "Yes," the cowboy answered. constant shift of his eye was sud- ly, "was busted." Snorted laughter broke over the "And Forest Ranger Sam Powell denly caught and held farther along room. Boots scuffed and there was with him, that right?" the block. "Yes." Unbelieving, he stopped dead still, came a babble of talk as tension for a roan horse stood not fifty was momentarily relieved. Something like the tremor of an The law banged his heavy fist on electric current ran through the paces from him. There were other roans in town, sure; roans on any the table. Silence followed instant- packed room at Ed Battle's sudden flinging into the inquest the name of range were as common as loaded ly. The young cowboy was talking. a United States forest ranger. Walt dice. But this one was unmistakable. "It was about three o'clock. In Gandy felt it, even before the low How long it had been standing the morning I had turned water into buzz of voices rose about him. "There now!" said a stranger there he couldn't say. Not for very the vegetable patch, and coming long, and it had been ridden hard. back to the ranch about three, I seated at his side. It was wet. Its flanks still heaved went in to shift the water onto a Puzzled, Walt stared front, yet he from running. Then Gandy's meas- corn row. Maybe Chino Drake was was beginning to see deeper into uring eye fixed upon the stirrup, going to cook us up some corn for the warfare that these men wanted and he saw beyond doubt that it our supper, because he was there to carry against Cash Cameron. was just long enough for the legs in the row and an empty flour sack Cheap grazing in the national an important and touchy was near him. But I knew he was t-was of a medium-size- d girl. His turn from the horse was dead because his face was blue, and factor almost everywhere. Cameron must control a big slice here, beabrupt, and he leaned against the I saw the bullet hole." "Where?" Sheriff Battle prod- ing allotted forest grass in proporbacks of men, one shoulder edging in among them.. , ded, taking the inquest into his own tion to the number of cattle he hands. "Where was that bullet hole, owned. There was a rub. Walt and which way was Chino Drake Gandy drew a full breath, exhaled CHAPTER IV lying?" slowly, having for the moment a HALL was a low, in his forehead on vision of. how very far this thing hole was "The GOSPEL Benches without the right side, and Chino was lying might go or had already gone. backs crossed it, leaving a narrow up the slope." The low buzz died and Ed Battle "'Uh huh!" Battle emphasized. continued:., "Cameron and Ranger aisle down the middle. At the far end a platform was raised about "So the bullet had come from those Powell was arguing about ' grass six inches. Two small windows gave pine trees to the right of the garden privileges for C C cattle next sumdim light from the right side. 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"Last night he pretended to believe me when I could see very well that he knew 1 was fibbing." Send your Fur Coats and Winter Cloth Coats to Utah's Oldest Fur Store. Refrigerated VAULTS Your Coats are: Stored for SNAKE AND HER SCALES $2 "HUDSONIZING" Cleans your Coat and revitalizes the fur. I'd like for you to come back here on the stand." d The girl shifted the hat from her lap to the floor, arte then in rising, turned her face out over the crowd. Her head movec slowly; but her eyes darted. In s glance they found the aisle seat Walt Gandy met them and at once, for that instant across the fifteer feet or less that separated him frorr this girl, he felt a pull toward hei as strongly as if she had reachec out her hand. Something of the telegraphic bond that years togeth er had established between himsel: and Bill Hollister, seemed instant ly alive behind the eyes of Heler Cameron. That darting look was ar appeal. Gandy edged forward on his bench. Helen Cameron reached th platform. A cough shook her slirr body, and she pressed a handker chief to her lips, doubled a little and supported herself against the table as if dizzy in the thick, sting ing air. Noticeably a change had come over the room. as these Emigrant ranchers were, and bit ter against the power of Cash Cam eron, they could not hold back the softening of their looks as thej watched Cameron's daughter. Sh did not draw their pity, but shi drew out of them the best of theii respect. They admired her, she wa: one of their own; and beyond tha she was an unforgettably attractivi girl standing there quietly now poised, waiting for the law to begui AND USED desks and enTrtTikT mrh's. siles. bkZ. W Broad. ,. S.li lJJJ typewriters, adding EX, 3S S. L. DESK "Writ-in'- . "Is it?" Battle repeated. "Yes." With startling suddenness Coroner Daggett leaped to his feet. He swung out a thin arm. "Battle, you're wasting the county's time! I won't listen to any more! You told me you had a case worked up, and you've got nothing. You have a rifle, but this bullet that came from the body didn't come from that gun! We tested it. This hearing can be reopened when you have facts. Now it's closed." Ed Battle swayed. Helplessly he stood looking down, concentrating with a hard scowl as if in the process of his mind, two things that did not hook up should hook up anyway. There was the rifle that Cash Cameron had been cleaning; there was the rifle bullet that had killed a man. That bullet ought to have come from that gun! Plainly it hadn't, for Coroner Daggett was closing his portfolio. Battle swung his heavy head. "Hold on!" he thundered. "The law ain't satisfied here. You hold on a minute. I got one party I want tc question again. Paul, you sit down. SUMU OFFICE EQUIPMENT During a minute that seemed to Walt Gandy as long as an hour, the room hung in heavy silence. He could have heard his heart beat, but every sense was focused up front, where each figure on the platform was caught and fixed as motionless as stone Sheriff Battle hunched forward on the edge of his Miss Helen, """tin nospual Manufacturers of Trusses Aodumiaal SuJ porters. Elastic Stockings Tha Phrsician Supply C.mp,B, Sail I.,., Cit. Uts, H W Ini South St ST dead." short-barrele- 25 Roll Developed and 16 prints it prints 25e. REX PHOTO :: (teifm . g Daggett FINISHING PRINTS 16 thing?" fighting look crossed the young face. The boy pivoted to Sheriff Battle. "He had been cleaning a "If you give me your telephone gun. I smellcd oil, and a rifle was number, I'll call you up some standing near the desk, and Mr. time." Cameron said to me, 'At last I got "It's in the book." that coyote, Paul.' Then "Fine! And what's your name?" I told him that Chino Drake was "That's in the book, too!" Coroner .iT""" Black fraas Tcuple. Reautnable K.TZTTT" week er SMittk. Cemplnei, RICHMOND. 7 E. NV 8.? A chair, receive When m RENO. NEVADA else?" For the second time, the cowboy turned an imploring gaze to his boss; and again Cash Cameron told him quietly: "Give them what you know, Paul. It's all right." calf-killin- 8 -- -Cameron himself." Battle slated, "said there was an argument. Ain't that right. Cash" "I told you thst," Cameron to know agreed "If you wanted didn t why our talk, the whole of you bring Powell in here today? "Because Powell," said the sheriff pointedly, "wasn't to be got hold of. That's whv." He continued with the boy. "You left them on Pine Knob and then what?" "I rode south looking for steers that we're moving to winter in the sink. Then I swung back clean around the Knob and got home about three and found Chino Drake, like I said." "And then'" Battle prompted, as Paul Champior bent his head and stared at the backs of his brown hands. "I yelled and rode to the house." "Did you see anyone?" 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