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"Ridin' over ter Misery?" inquired Asberry

"'Lowed I mout as well"

"Mind ef I rides with ye es fur es Jesse's place?"

"Plulad ter have cos, and traveled slowly, but, when they came

to those narrohere they could not ride stirrup to stirrup, each

jockeyed for the rear position, and the man who found himself forced

into the lead turned in his saddle and talked back over his shoulder,

ary, though seely careless, eyes Each knew the other was

bent on his ate, Asberry waved farewell, and turned in Tamarack rode

on, but shortly he hitched his horse in the conceale rocks, and disappeared into the laurel

He began cli each foot down

noiselessly, and pausing often to listen Jim Asberry had not been

outwardly armed when he left Spicer But, soon, the brakeht a sound that , where he was

rhododendron Presently, Asberry passed hi a Winchester rifle in the hollow of his

ar this cut to head hie a mile away by road but a short

distance only over the hill Spicer held his heavy revolver cocked in

his hand, but it was too near the Purvy house to risk a shot He waited

agrin,