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Chapter 5 A TRIP TO THE GRAND CA ON

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I could have accounted for the appearance and disappearance of the robbers. Yet to suppose-which seemed the only other horn to the dilemma-that the son and guests of the vice-president of the Misso

d not been for the loss

the length of cutting open government mail-pouch

e cars, I jumped up on the tailboard and ordered the runner to pull out for Flagstaff. It was a run of seven hours, getting us in a little afte

else had been primed, for not a fact did I get from them. Going to my own car, I ordered a quick supper, and while I was eating it I questioned my boy. He told me that he had heard the shots, and had bolted the front door of my car, as I had

after I had got

s,

len, Jim," I declared, "for I found

seen his face clar in de light, and he done go into

ghtest doubt, the resemblance between the two brothers being quite strong enough to deceive any one who had never seen them together. I smiled a little, and remarked to myself, "I think I can make good my boast that I would

fifty miles. It was a lovely moonlight night, and the ride through the pines was as pretty a one as I remember ever to have made. It set me thinking of Madge and of our talk the evening before, and of what a change twenty-four hours had brought.

his brought us to the half-way ranch by two, where we gave the ponies a feed and an hour's rest. We reached the last relay station just as the moon

nd the rest had gone down Hance's trail. So I breakfasted and then took a look at Albert Cullen's Winchester. That it had been recently fired was as plain as the Grand Ca?on itself; throwing back the bar, I found an empty cartridge s

ut at seeing me, and even before I had reached them they called to know how I could come so soon, and if I had caught the robbers. Mr. Cullen started to tell his pleasure at my rejoining the party,

e. Every fact points to your party as guilty of holding up the train last night and stealing those letters. Probably

joking," dra

he present I've got to be Engli

ant to do?" as

ce me to," I said, "for I don't see that it will do

know much about the articles, and it was a terrible job trying to fold up some of the things. Why, there was a big pink affair, lined with silk, with bits of ribbon and lace all over it, which nearly drove me out of my head, for I would have defied mortal man to pack it so that it shouldn't muss. I had a funny little feeling of tenderness for everything, which made fussing over it all a pleasure, even while I felt all the time that I was doi

e present, and asked him where Miss Cullen and Lord Ralles were. He told me they were just behind; but I wasn't going to

respiration,

, "Digitalis put me on

s of any man in this par

plumped round a curve on to a mule, which was patiently standing there. Just back of him was another, on which sat Miss Cullen, and standing close beside

coughed aloud, which ma

she cried, "Mr. Gordon

as she had been pale t

d too, but in

the robbers?" c

d I have,"

ou mean?"

which she spoke, and replied, "I know now, Miss Cul

o you

e such thoroughgoing duffers at the trade," I said, "that if they had left their names and addresses they wouldn't have ma

ping here for?" s

l kindly pass us, and then if Lord Ralles will follow you, we

ease, and not by your

, snap

unarmed man to argue with one who carries a repeating rifle. Kindly follow Miss Cullen." An

e Frederic strip and had searched his clothing, finding noth

t?" he d

search you,"

ched," he protested. "You

deputy-sheriff, and am privileged to shoot a train-robber on sight. Either dead or alive, I'm going to search your clothing inside

ith him with directions to toss his clothes out to me, for I wanted to keep my ey

servant, had refused my apology and thanks, and been as generally "nasty" as he could, and perhaps, you won't blame me that, after looking through his trousers, I gave them a toss which, instead of sending them back into the hut, sent them over the edge of the trail. They went down six hundred feet before they lodged in a popla

letters are concealed on any one, they are on Miss Cullen." The tho

tuation f

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