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g Eesist be removed before she guessed the ended his life and’ the high-pitched, mock- ~ truth. ing laugh. At first Uncle Dick believed he had won, “Well, young woman, it’s all over. We but Satanta’s mocking gaze and contemptu- can go home, faltered Uncle Dick. ous smile aroused the devil in Yellow Bear. ‘T heard that poor wretch begging. He Detel seemed to sense that the decision is quiet now. Have the Indians got him?” was going against him. she whispered. oe “Help me, boss,” he whispered. “I “He wasn’t tortured—died without pain. —— know things ye want to know. I know Best way out of it, as otherwise he’d have mee! things that’ll make it worth yer while to _been hung. We’ll start for home in a -__ Jisten to. I know who Gentleman Ralph is.”’ minute. Wait for me here.” ae His voice suddenly rose in volume as his He passed out and closed the door after terror floggedjhim on. “I know who he is, him. The Arapahoes were standing around his eyes! Git me out of this an’ turn the dead outlaw, muttering guttural ex- ares me over to the sojers an’ [’ll split.” pressions of rage. Uncle Dick joined them ce The Indians filed back. In a last effort and at. once learned the cause of their = Detel yelled: . anger. Detel had been scalped. Snatch- S “Keep ’em off, boss! T’ll tell who Gentle- ing up a blanket, he threw it over the body a man Ralph is!” to conceal the gory spectacle from the 2 o8 A rifle cracked a hundred feet away, and girl when she left the shack. In Arapaho 33 - Detel’s body jerked convulsively as the he asked: 2 heavy bullet smashed through his heart. “How is this? Do my brothers scalp For a few seconds there. was a tense a man shot by an enemy?” tableau; then came a shrill mocking laugh, ‘““Settainte did it while we were shooting the glimpse of a shadowy figure and the at the man who keeps his face covered,” sound of fleet hoofs.’ With howls of rage was the bitter reply. “He stole that scalp. the Indians fired after the retreating fig- That is why he went away so quick.” ure and then ran to their horses to give “My Arapaho brothers>will do well to chase. make no bargains with the Kiowas. They © ~ “Poor devil!’ muttered Uncle Dick. are without ‘honor, ’ counseled the moun- “Reckon it was best that way, even if I taineer. didn’t learn what I’d give a jug to know. “White Bear will find his coup is filled To take his confession and not save him with bad medicine,” declared Yellow Bear. from the torture would have been bad “Caver the body with rocks,” ordered ai medicine. To have shot him would’a’ been Uncle Dick. “It is not for white women =! a nasty business. I know that Yellow to see. There are presents’ at my lodge « Bear, for the first time in his life, was going on top of the mountain. How many ride ==-.to refuse me something. Little Raven with me?” : cg would have given in.’ “T will send some of my men to bring | Satanta crouched by the fire, making our teepees near the mouth of the pass. no offer to join in the pursuit. When the The rest will ride with you,” said Yellow a. Arapahoes up the cafion gave voice to their Bear. - rage—sufficient testimony that they had Dispatching Crooked Arm to bring up i lost their quarry—the Kiowa rose and, his horse, Uncle Dick borrowed two ponies leaping on his pony, galloped down the from the chief. Then calling Miss Isobel canon at top speed. from the shack, he placed her on a pony ‘and rode beside her. The Arapahoes scurried ahead and also guarded the rear. Stee At the mouth of the cafion the band AT THE HAPPY FORTUNE halted, and dismounted excepting the few the chief directed to bring up the camp , NTERING the shack Uncle Dick equipage. Crooked Arm had already gone a found the girl crouching in one cor-_ over the cliff and would join them at sun- ner, her fingers to her ears. She had under-_ rise, bringing his and the mountaineer’s ae stood nothing of the debate over Detel’s animals. fate, but she had heard his pleading to be Although urged to sleep by Uncle Dick, _ saved from the torture, the shot which the puts nerves were too taut to relax | the com nicbooks. ‘com: