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"Joe Hollave an involuntary

start The two ap between the

horses, with suddenly piqued interest

"Hollirl "Then, you--" She stopped and flushed

"I beg your pardon," she said, quickly

"That's all right," reassured the man "I knohat ye're a-thinkin',

but I hain't takin' no offense The High Sheriff sent me over I'm one

of his deputies"

"Were you"--she paused, and added rather timidly--"were you in the

court-house?"

He nodded, and with a brown forefinger traced the scar on his cheek

"Sahtened

"He's a funny sort of feller, is Samson South"

"How?" she asked

"Wall, he licked us, an' he licked us so plu'in, an' then, 'stid of traht 'round, an' made led oin' ter

last Hit's a ht"

Then, at the ridge, the girl's heart gave a sudden bound, for there at