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"I don't like your savage as well as I thought I was going to If he can't be pleasanter than that you may keep him yourself, Moya," Joyce announced with a smile

It was perhaps a quarter of an hour later that the sound of hard riding reached them from the rear Five dusty, hard-bitten men, all armed with rifles and revolvers, drew level with them The leader threw a crisp question at Lord Farquhar

"Two riders pass you lately?"

"Yes"

"One on a big sorrel and the other on a roan hite stockings on the front feet?"

"Yes"

"Say anything?"

"The younger one stopped for a feords He is a Mr Crumbs, camped on the river just below us"

The lank rimly "Yes, he is--not His name is Kilmeny--Jack Kilmeny I'm the sheriff of Gunnison County--and I want him bad"

"Did you say Kilmeny?" asked the captain sharply

"That's what I said--thecontest to-day"

To Moya, looking around upon the little group of ar tenseness in theirfor an explanation, but she understood thisout for the devil-may-care youth who had so interested her