. Outing. hey were burdened with a cold,calculating, and horrible significance. They would hang Monty! She had 3i6 THE OUTING MAGAZINE been—she would be—the instrument ofhis death. She had not thought of that!She rose suddenly, her face white, hereyes filled with a new laughed nervously as she confrontedher father. I told an untruth, she said with aqueer little quaver in her voice. I didnot get the yearling from the DoubleCross; I found it feeding down thevalley near the Bar Cross herd. Ibrought it here because we quarreled. McVea laughed. I reckon youdidnt think to look at t
. Outing. hey were burdened with a cold,calculating, and horrible significance. They would hang Monty! She had 3i6 THE OUTING MAGAZINE been—she would be—the instrument ofhis death. She had not thought of that!She rose suddenly, her face white, hereyes filled with a new laughed nervously as she confrontedher father. I told an untruth, she said with aqueer little quaver in her voice. I didnot get the yearling from the DoubleCross; I found it feeding down thevalley near the Bar Cross herd. Ibrought it here because we quarreled. McVea laughed. I reckon youdidnt think to look at the brand, hesaid. If you had, you might have seenthat it was the Double Cross. amidst which rode several men, ap-proaching Bar Cross with whirlwindspeed. They rode in a compact mass,and in the center was a horseman whomthe others seemed to guard. McVeassmile grew very grim. I reckon you wont need to go toShallow Bend, he said significantly;the boys have got him. Miss McVea steadied herself by the ^•k. -*^L RECKON SHES GIVE ME THE DOlCROSS, HE SAID GLUMLY. Miss McVea started. Then her eyeswent slowly to the corral where the lonereddish-brown yearling stood broadsideto the view. The distance was too farto distinguish the brand. Knowing thesteer bore the brand, she was not ableto trace a single line of it. How couldher father ? She rose swiftly, calling to thepuncher who had taken charge of herpony. McVea smiled, interpreting heraction to mean that she intended to rideto Shallow Bend to warn Monty of hisdanger. A good mile out on the plainsMcVea saw a ballooning dust cloud, slender post that served as a porchcolumn, standing rigid and silent, herface white with a growing fear. Reckon they must have got Montydirectly after he took the yearling, re-marked McVea. I told Yeager tokeep an eye on the cattle when theygot close to Shallow Bend. Miss McVea said nothing, but whenthe riders rounded the far end of thecorral fence she smiled. The group swept up to the porchwith a flouris
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