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Show It Belonged to Her Father. belonged to her father. Ills personality personal-ity was stamped nil over It. She even recognized n coffee stnln on tho under aide of tho brim. There wns no need of tho Initials L. C. to tell her whose It hnd been. A wnvo of despair swept over her. Again sho wns on tho verge of brcnklng down, but controlled herself her-self as with n tight curb. "You say tho robber had on his lint, and that somebody shot nt him. Whoever Who-ever it was must know tho man wasn't father." Gently Bolt took this last prop from her hope. "Ho is almost sure the man was your father." A. spark of steel camo Into her dark eyes. "Who is tho man?" "His nnmo Is Fendrlck." "Cnss Fendrlck?" Sho whipped tho I word nt him, leaning forward In her Chair rigidly with her hands clenched on tho arms of It. Ono could hnvo j guessed that tho sound of tho name hnd unleashed n dormant ferocity In her. "Yes. I know ho nnd your father nren't friends. They hnvo had some trouble. For that reason he was very reluctant to give your father's name. Tho girl named. "Heluctant! Don't you believe It I Ho hates father like poison." A Hash of Inspiration camo to her. "Cass Fendrlck Is the man you want, and he Is tho man I wnnt. He robbed tho express company, and ho has killed my father or abducted him. I know now. Arrest him tonight." "I hnvo to hnvo evidence," Holt said - quietly. ."I can give you n motive. Listen. - Fntiier expected to provo up yesterday on his Del Oro claim. If ho had done so Cass Fendrlck's sheep would have boon cut olT from tho water. Father had to lie got out of tho way not later thnn Wednesday, or that man would hnvo been put out of business. Ho wns very bitter about It. Ho hnd mnde threats." "It would take moro than threats to get rid of tho best lighting man In Arizona, right In tho middle of the day, In tho heart of the town, without n soul knowing It." "llu was trapped somehow, of course," Curly cut In. For he wns Riiro Hint In no other way could Luck Culllson havo boon overcome. "If you'll only tell mc how, Flan-diau," Flan-diau," Holt returned. "I don't know how, but we'll find out." "I hope so." Kato felt his doubt, nnd It was like a spark to powder. "You ought to know futher couldn't |