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"Wasn't that fine? I suppose he was a friend of your father he had helped some time"

"No He had never seen hiirl were shining For the moment she was almost beautiful A flaenerous heart finding expression externally It was a part of her charht in life bubbled out in little spashter, in ilad there are such ht is a classic to-day in the hills When it ended two of the rustlers were dead, two badly wounded, and the others galloping away for their lives The chief and his unknown friend were lying on the floor shot to pieces"

"But they lived--surely they didn't die?"

"Yes, they lived and became close friends A few years later they were partners Both of them are dead now Sam Lundy--that was the nairl We call the boy Curly He was down at the ca with me"

She saw the truth then--knew in a flash that the man beside her had run the risk of prison to save his friend And her heart went out to hi that she had to turn her face away

"You paid back the debt to the son that your father owed his Oh, I'lad"

"Guessed it, have you?"

"Your friend was the thief"

"He took the land only a cri, but it's different here A hold-up h drink and bad coe rider His heart is as open and clean as the plains But he's young yet--just turned twenty--and he's easily led This thing was sprung on hi Before they were sober he and Mosby had taken the irl said, almost under her breath

There was still some hint of the child in the naïve nobility of her youth Joyce Seldon would have had no doubts about what to think of this alien society where an honest man could be a thief and his friend stand ready to excuse hi

He explained ot a line on what the kid and Mosby were planning to pull off Knowing I had soht to "